“It is said that King Luo once road the boundless battlefield, stumbling upon an ancient scripture that ultimately led him to beco an immortal king and obtain the Dao fruit. Prior to this, his talent, while comndable, had not reached the level of an immortal king seed.”
“At best, he was only renowned in a small star field. However, with the ancient scripture’s power, he ascended to beco a generation of immortal kings, overseeing countless creatures.”
“Keep in mind, this tale is re speculation from various sources, and its authenticity remains unknown. Yet, the boundless battlefield is known for providing countless opportunities. Acquiring one could be enough to undergo a rebirth and beco a master.”
A group of cultivators traversed the Heavenly Passage outside the ancient city, heading towards its gates. Both n and won were among them, and despite their youthful appearances, their faces exuded an ageless brilliance. Led by an elder who shared these tales, they approached the city while discussing its possibilities.
The words stirred excitent in the young n and won, their eyes filled with anticipation. Passing through the ancient city seed like a gateway to nurous opportunities, promising a chance for rebirth and a twist in fate.
Hailing from a specific universe in the Immortal Domain, these individuals were great disciples from a clan boasting True Immortal Realm ancestors, asserting themselves as overlords among neighboring forces.
Their visit to the ancient city explored experiences where opportunities and dangers coexisted. The boundless battlefield housed powerful beasts corrupted by evil spirits, offering a path to rapid strength through confrontations.
In the current era of the Immortal Domain, with hundreds of battles unfolding, everyone sought to seize the fate of this life, bear the imprint of the Heavenly Heart, and attain immortality.
As ordinary beings, they harbored few worries, with the overarching trends of the immortal domain having little impact on their lives.
“Wasn’t King Luo once like us, finding a supre opportunity in the boundless battlefield that brought him to his current glory? Other immortal kings have also gained the legacies of their predecessors in this perilous place. Despite the dangers, it might be our chance.”
A young man among the group spoke with shining eyes, igniting inspiration among his companions. They envisioned a future where they would attain the Dao Fruit of the Immortal King, yearning and excited for the possibilities ahead.
In that case, I might have the opportunity to marry my junior sister.
Consud by his aspirations, this young man made this goal the focus of his thoughts. Centered around Luo Yanxi, his heart desired a girl with quiet elegance. She was dressed in a light blue gown, her hair resembling clouds, radiating the beauty of a pure orchid. She silently followed the group, giving off a quiet, calm deanor that captivated many eyes.
As the most talented individual of the Heavenly Ancient Sect, Luo Yanxi garnered favor from nurous elders. Even immortal realm ancestors personally bestowed Dao-building expertise upon her to accept her as a disciple once enlightened.
Her talent surpassed even the descendants of immortal king families, and she had rapidly progressed to the quasi-emperor level in just a few hundred years—an unprecedented achievent in the millions of years of the Immortal Domain. With no unforeseen events, she stood a great chance of becoming an Immortal King, guiding her Ancient Sect to glory across nurous epochs.
Observing this unfolding scene, the leading elder smiled, stroking his beard with satisfaction. Following a brief interrogation at the city gate, the group entered the ancient city, ready to explore the boundless opportunities.
To access the vast battlefield, one must traverse the ancient city—a crucial passageway for those entering and leaving the Immortal Domain. The city acted as a protective barrier, preventing even Immortal Kings from quickly crossing.
The wide ancient street accommodated giants from ancient tis, flanked by towering temple buildings resembling terrifying giants. Ordinary people appeared minuscule in the presence of these colossal structures, their construction defying imagination.
Thin fog lingered in the air, and while the ancient street bustled with the figures of cultivators, it lacked liveliness, with many individuals hurrying about. Signs of collapse and the remnants of battles could be observed, hinting at the city’s ancient and storied history.
This was their first visit to the ancient city for the disciples of the Heavenly Ancient Sect, and the sight left them in awe. Stalls showcased rare immortal materials, each piece shimring and dazzling, though their prices were exorbitant. Immortal kings were said to reside in the city’s depths, maintaining order and enforcing the rules.
Recently, rumors circulated that the Moon King had led a considerable force to the city and ventured deep into the vast battlefield. Whispers suggested that red clouds billowed on the other side of the boundless battlefield, drawing the attention of nurous true immortals. Speculation arose about the Moon King’s involvent in the matter.
While browsing items on a street stall, a group of Heavenly Ancient Sect disciples discussed these rumors and observed the remnants of ancient battles scattered throughout the city.
The excitent and speculation about the Moon King’s presence in the ancient city had piqued the interest of the Heavenly Ancient Sect disciples. They hoped to discover the rumored treasure born in the vast battlefield and were eager to try their luck.
The leading elder, aware of the rumors, stopped to listen as so cultivators whispered about the mysterious happenings in the low voices. The prospect of a treasure erging in the vast battlefield had ignited excitent among the crowd.
The young man nad Song Yunjie, who had approached junior sister Luo Yanxi enthusiastically, speculated about their potential opportunities. However, Luo Yanxi, seemingly unaffected by his words, remained silent and indifferent, not even acknowledging his presence.
Song Yunjie, feeling a bit disgruntled, followed her gaze and noticed a handso young man in white clothes not far away. This individual moved through the ancient city with an air of detachnt, occasionally stopping at a stall. Song Yunjie’s jealousy surfaced as he remarked on Luo Yanxi’s perceived fascination with good-looking young n.
In response, Luo Yanxi, seemingly snapping out of her thoughts, looked back at Song Yunjie and pointed out sothing unusual, “Didn’t Senior Brother realize that the people around him seem to be unable to see him?”
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