Lu Family Ancestral Land, Jishan.
Lu Yunzhu stood at the edge of the cliff, raising her hand to feel the gentle breeze passing by, and even though separated by thousands of miles, she still clearly sensed it.
The unusual phenonon of Jin'an becoming Immortal.
"Eighteen Layers of Heaven..." Lu Yunzhu's eyes smiled with pride: "Isn't our Jin'an amazing?"
Qin Suian glanced at her: "I thought your Fifteenth Layer of Heaven was impressive enough... You really didn't lie to , his talent is indeed higher than yours."
"Hmm~"
Lu Yunzhu raised her chin slightly: "Just see who he is~"
Seeing Lu Yunzhu's smug expression, Qin Suian silently smiled, then asked: "Will I die?"
She wanted to know the outco of the bet.
"For now, it doesn't look like you'll die."
"Oh?" Qin Suian's eyes lit up: "What is his Great Dao?"
"In my world, all are caged birds." Lu Yunzhu smiled: "That's what he said."
Qin Suian quietly repeated it, then sighed: "Impressive."
"Yes, but..."
Suddenly, a cloud spread over Lu Yunzhu's brows, what did Huang Ningshang say to her precious younger brother again?
She couldn't help but clench her fists, Qin Suian looked at her changeable expression in confusion: "Regret not being able to kill ?"
"You overestimate yourself." Lu Yunzhu sneered: "I was just thinking about sothing else...Forget it, I'll first show you a path to becoming Immortal."
Lu Yunzhu turned and walked back towards the cliff.
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In front of the Two Realms Pass, the world seed silent.
The morning sun hung high, Lu Jin'an in his snow-white robe was the only brilliance here.
Feng Qingxuan and Fu Yuan stared at Lu Jin'an, their expressions grim.
Zheng Dongliu was stunned for a mont, then suddenly let out a hearty laugh, laughing so much that his eyes involuntarily grew moist.
Shangguan Qizheng walked to his side, heavily patted him on the shoulder, saying nothing, yet everything he wanted to say was expressed.
He was Zheng Dongliu's longti close friend and naturally knew how heavy the burden had been on his shoulders all these years.
Since the birth of the Human Clan, countless predecessors had toiled to gradually expand the foundation of the Human Clan, but in nearly twenty thousand years, only Zheng Dongliu had erged as a supre figure, the only one who lived to the present, propping up the Lower Realm Human Clan's world.
In Zheng Dongliu's era, only his Dao heart was the first... the Upper Realm Humans are indeed human, but they are not human.
The pressure from the Upper Realm, external pressure... Zheng Dongliu had always been at the forefront of the Lower Realm Human Clan, supporting them with his shoulders.
For this, he gave up on transcendence and also on plunder.
With the Da Yan Creation Technique, all he needed was a thought to gather the Human Clan's fortune unto himself, but he didn't do so, not even using it to prolong his life.
Even the Great Demons of Floating Land, he never drew from them but gave opportunities to other cultivators who needed it more.
Zheng Dongliu, the strongest in Yunding, gave away all his opportunities just to allow more powerhouses to erge in the Lower Realm.
He was the number one under heaven, yet his 'heart weighed like a scale'.
For so many years, Zheng Dongliu had persisted this way, no matter the Upper Realm or the Demon Clan, even though they hated Zheng Dongliu to their core, they couldn't attack him based on his character.
But all these years, he had also been unsuccessful.
In Zheng Dongliu's hands, the Wandao Sect had cultivated over a hundred Saint Heirs, but all t their doom.
In the open failing, they ca in the shadows, but even so, the heirs Zheng Dongliu cultivated were still precisely targeted.
In the past, the reasons might have been unclear, but looking back now, the presence of Upper Realm Possessors played a 'monuntal role'.
Before Lu Jin'an, it had been hundreds of years since Zheng Dongliu last appointed a Saint Heir or took a disciple.
Until Lu Jin'an joined the Wandao Sect, growing into the rightful senior brother of the Wandao Sect... Zheng Dongliu once again resolved to appoint a Saint Heir.
And this ti, he finally succeeded.
Looking at the spirited Lu Jin'an in mid-air, Shangguan Qizheng couldn't help but pat Zheng Dongliu's shoulder several tis: "Old friend, you can finally rest easy now!"
Zheng Dongliu gazed at Lu Jin'an, his eyes full of comfort.
Pei Wanyu looked at her beloved disciple, unable to resist rushing over, but she didn't act too recklessly, rely tightly holding his hand.
Although she was born of the Upper Realm Ancient Court's Black Phoenix Clan, she naturally understood the plight of the Lower Realm Human Clan.
Undoubtedly, her treasured disciple was a new sunrise rising in the Human Clan's long history, after twenty thousand years of dormancy.
As his master, she was naturally honored.
Lu Jin'an squeezed his master's soft hand, though he said nothing, ripples had already spread in his heart.
I am like Divine Presence!
Lu Jin'an squeezed his master's hand, then released it, taking a step forward.
In his sight, the Demon Clan's army was in full view.
The sky was clear, as far as the eye could see.
Lu Jin'an raised his right hand again, spiritual power surged like a mighty river.
The Dao Domain unfolded, the world turned dim!
"Brat, how dare you!?"
Fear flickered in Fu Yuan's eyes, did this kid intend to wipe out all the Demons here?!
"Saint Lu is already Immortal, why not stop while you're ahead?"
Above the Sky Do, a booming voice like a bell echoed, a black dragon head overlooking the world, it was the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm Ancient Court, Zhu Tianqi.
Lu Jin'an looked up at him, spit and then cursed: "It's sunny, the rain has stopped, Zhu, you should go check your brain, an empty head is fine, but don't let it get waterlogged.
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