Chapter 152 The Immortal Lord Invites Me to the Immortal Realm!
However, in the Douluo Continent, while the three forces were vying for Er Gouzi, a native creature of the Perfect World, they were also fighting over him.
Unexpectedly, the screen in the distant sky that had been broadcasting the Douluo Continent explorers lit up again.
This has attracted a lot of attention.
Meanwhile, behind the celestial curtain.
The Perfect World, the Lower Realm Wasteland.
As dusk settled, the night in the wilderness grew exceptionally deep.
But the village of Shi was brightly lit by bonfires, as bright as day.
The bustling voices broke the deathly silence of the night in the vast mountains. An intensely rich aroma of meat, accompanied by the shimmering glow of the sunset, rose above the village, transforming into the strange phenomenon of auspicious beasts galloping about.
"This, this is..."
The Great Demon God Shi Zhongtian was holding a rough ceramic bowl, and his only remaining arm was trembling slightly.
In the bowl was a piece of meat stewed until golden and tender, the broth thick as amber, and even the surface was still surrounded by lingering, fine arcs of lightning—fragments of pure lightning laws!
"Hey big brother, eat up!"
"This is Suanni meat, purebred, extremely nourishing!"
Shi Yunfeng, his face flushed, happily added another spoonful of soup to Shi Zhongtian's bowl: "There's also the arm of a demon ape on that grill over there, and a Venerable-level Qiongqi that Liu Shen killed a few days ago. That's what I call delicious!"
"A Venerable-level... Qiongqi?!"
At this moment, even the Fifteenth Master, the Great Demon God, felt his throat go dry and his eyes almost pop out.
What kind of ferocious creature is Qiongqi?
A descendant of one of the Four Fiends of antiquity!
In the outside world, a single pure-blooded creature is enough to trigger boundless carnage, causing kings and nobles to shed blood, and even the human emperor must show deference to it.
But here, it's become a snack to accompany drinks?
And there's more than one?
Thinking of this, the Great Demon God stiffly put the piece of Suanni meat into his mouth.
boom!
It melted in his mouth, requiring no chewing at all. The chunk of meat instantly transformed into a torrent of energy, washing over his parched meridians like a bursting river.
Under the influence of such a vast and refined blood energy, even the granulation tissue at his originally severed arm began to writhe wildly.
The chronic ailment that had plagued him for years showed signs of healing after taking a bite of this meat!
"This isn't meat, it's clearly a precious medicine, a divine elixir!"
At this moment, even the Great Demon God's heart was filled with turbulent waves.
Looking at the villagers who were still enjoying their meal, their eyes were filled with awe.
No wonder the children in this village are all like little ferocious beasts. They eat this every day. Even a pig could become Marshal Tianpeng!
On the other hand, Qian Renxue's performance was even worse than that of the Great Demon God.
This high-ranking heir to the Angel God in Douluo Continent was sitting cross-legged on the ground without any regard for his image. His beautiful face was as red as a ripe apple, a sign of excess energy in his body.
She only drank a small sip of the soup made from a Venerable-level sea serpent, and she's already in this state.
"It's so hot. Is this the flesh of a Venerable One from this world?"
Even though she had already entered the cultivation system of this world, Qian Renxue still felt as if she had swallowed a sun.
Her blood energy was surging at a terrifying speed!
He was just one step away from reaching the late stage of the Blood Transformation Realm.
Just one sip of soup is better than her years of arduous training!
"This is terrifying..." Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were also dazed as she felt the changes in her body. Looking at the group of simple and honest villagers around her, she became even more determined to stay in this world and cultivate properly.
After all, in this village, it seems that any random snotty-nosed kid could easily defeat a Title Douluo with his physical strength.
Not to mention those slightly more abnormal beings.
On the other side, the Great Demon God Shi Zhongtian was refining the essence within his body when he secretly raised his eyes, his gaze passing through the crowd and landing on the old willow tree at the village entrance, which was radiating a soft green glow in the night.
And that young figure dressed in white, with his back to all living beings.
"An existence capable of hunting down Venerables like slaughtering dogs, and even easily suppressing those with double pupils, yet leaving the Stone Emperor helpless..."
The Great Demon God pondered to himself, his breathing becoming rapid:
"Could this Immortal Lord of the Primordial Immortal Court, and that Sacrificial Spirit Master, be the legendary deities who ignited the divine fire?"
"Or perhaps a true god who has surpassed the Divine Fire Realm?!"
He dared not think any further.
After all, for beings in the lower realms, the Divine Fire Realm is already a legendary god, unattainable.
If he knew that the two people sitting under the tree were a former supreme immortal king and a forbidden being who stood above all the heavens, the Great Demon God would probably be so frightened that his Dao heart would shatter.
...
Meanwhile, at the village entrance.
Under the willow tree.
This place seems to be a world unto itself; the noise of the outside world comes to an abrupt halt here, with only the rustling of the breeze through the willow branches.
Primordial Immortal Master Jiang Chen put down his teacup and looked calmly at Goddess Liu.
"Fellow Daoist, the karma in the lower realm has been settled, and it seems you have already obtained the mountain treasure."
Upon hearing this, several emerald green branches on the originally charred trunk of the Willow God swayed gently.
Soon, a shimmering ball of light slowly floated out and hovered in front of Jiang Chen.
It was a piece of white bone, densely covered with primitive runes, exuding an ancient and desolate aura.
"Zhu Yan and Qiong Qi and other beasts plotted for many years, but in the end they fell into my hands."
The willow goddess's voice was clear and calm, as if it had traveled across eternity.
"This mountain treasure contains the inheritance of the Supreme Hall, including two supreme treasure techniques, named the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique and the Grass Character Sword Manual."
"I do not practice the way of the sword, but I have my own methods."
"Fellow Daoist's origins are mysterious. Perhaps these two precious techniques can inspire you."
Jiang Chen nodded, then looked at the bone, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
The "Grass Sword Technique" is one of the ten most dangerous and precious techniques, known for its ability to slay the sun, moon, and stars with a single blade of grass.
Furthermore, the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Technique is an unparalleled method for mastering various precious arts, and it is even beneficial for beings at the Immortal King level to comprehend it.
"Since it is your kind offer, fellow Daoist, then I will accept it without being impolite."
After saying that, Jiang Chen gently raised his hand and touched the white bone with his fingertips.
Buzz!
In an instant, countless sword intents and reincarnation runes surged into Jiang Chen's sea of consciousness through his fingers.
In just one glance, he felt as if he had traveled back to the distant past, to the ancient battlefield, where a nine-leaf sword grass took root in the void, its leaves fluttering as sword energy swept across the heavens and earth, slicing down countless stars like rain.
And six enormous black holes rotate, devouring everything and creating the strange phenomenon of reincarnation.
A moment later, Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly reflecting the fading of a galaxy.
"What a fine sword technique using the character 'grass'! What a fine technique of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!"
"Although it is not my way, it can prove my law."
"All paths in this world lead to the same destination."
After finishing his reflections, Jiang Chen stood up, looked up at the deep night sky, and murmured:
"The time has come."
He stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind.
"The matter in the lower realm is settled, and there is no need to stay in this prison any longer."
"Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to accompany me to the Immortal Realm?"
"Good." Willow God responded, her branches swaying gently, clearly already prepared.
(End of chapter)