"If there were no suppression, the war between the two worlds would be direct, with powerful individuals flooding in, causing great destruction.
The combat power of the Immortals is indeed terrifying. A single strike from a Celestial Immortal can affect an area of dozens of miles, and a True Immortal can even sink a continent, turning dry land into vast seas.
With such destructive power, the World Origin will instinctively repel powerful individuals from other worlds, and the Mother Star will likewise repel those from the Otherworld.
Otherwise, if True Immortals from the Hell Realm, Evolution Realm, or Wizard Realm invaded the Mother Star, they could destroy an area in the blink of an eye, and world-ending destruction wouldn’t be impossible, with casualties numbering in the tens of billions."
Chen Qingniu said, "As the two worlds integrate, they vie for dominance, and ultimately one side will swallow the other entirely, turning it into its own resources for advancent.
The deeper the integration, the higher the level of cultivators that can enter the opposing world.
Of course, in most cases, the Mother Star is stronger and more stable than those Doomsday Worlds.
The initial level of accommodation in the Eight-ard Celestial King Realm is the Body Refining level, with the limit perhaps being the Blood Exchange Realm or maybe the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, which isn’t a disadvantage for you.
However, you must be careful. So disciples will enter with sealed cultivation levels, unsealing them bit by bit, keeping their cultivation at the limit of accommodation, ensuring their combat power.
Furthermore, they have protective and combat artifacts, with deep foundations and nurous thods, making them difficult to deal with."
Wang Xuan listened intently, without a trace of carelessness. This ti entering the Otherworld, if the harvest is sufficient, with good fortune boosted, his cultivation speed would accelerate.
This way, the source power value consud each ti using the accelerator would be less, which is very important for his future. If he could collect items containing source power in the Otherworld, it would be even better.
"In any case, I’m grateful for getting this opportunity, thanks to you and Elder He. You’ve taken care of often, and I truly feel honored." Wang Xuan said.
"It’s rightful. We should also thank you, Wang Xuan, as the risk you are taking is not small." Chen Qingniu responded.
"It seems like a tangled web." Wang Xuan shook his head, not knowing who owed whom.
Sotis, what you give unconsciously is crucial to others, while sothing you do at your convenience might an soone else risking everything.
The Martial Arts Hall was bustling, which reminded Wang Xuan that he was still an assistant instructor, though the trainees rarely saw him.
"Coach Cheng, you still look vigorous." Wang Xuan greeted a coach, who was over eighty years old and took on trainees during his free ti.
"I’m old." Coach Cheng waved his hand, while his trainees looked at Wang Xuan with admiration. He snorted, "Train hard. Only through diligent practice can you beco outstanding, like Wang and the others, do you understand?"
Wang Xuan nearly stumbled, feeling strange as he had beco soone others looked up to as an outstanding young talent.
Indeed, for soone who diligently trained every day for over a decade, achieving nothing would be strange. The admiring glances and current status were all well-deserved.
He glanced around and saw Zhao Huang and Liu Gang advising trainees, appearing honest and diligent, a far cry from their previous arrogance.
It seed Hall Director Zhou Wu’s managent was very effective.
"Zhao Huang, Liu Gang, long ti no see." Wang Xuan approached, feeling both n tense up, clearly fearing him.
"Brother Wang, what can we do for you?" Zhao Huang’s face overflowed with a fawning smile.
Such an expression was previously reserved for mid to high-level instructors, especially in front of Sun En, whom he would fawningly flatter.
And now, it was the sa for Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan strolled leisurely, sizing up Zhao Huang, "You’ve lost so weight. Seems you’ve been training hard. Keep it up, and once I beco an instructor, you can be my assistant."
Little did he know, Zhao Huang had been on edge, worrying about being held accountable, losing five to six pounds due to anxiety and distress.
"Ah?!" Zhao Huang’s face fell instantly, like walking into the tiger’s den. Having offended Wang quite a bit, he feared petty revenge, "I lack the qualifications to be your assistant, Brother Wang, you flatter ."
Liu Gang quickly added, "Brother Wang, your cultivation level has risen quickly, surely you’ll beco an instructor soon, and we’ll definitely hold a grand feast for you."
Organizing such a feast would certainly be costly, but they clearly hoped to resolve any issues with Wang Xuan by spending so money.
Wang Xuan nodded, "As long as you contribute to the Martial Arts Hall, you’re a valuable talent, that’s what truly matters.
Regarding your intentions, I’m well aware. Instead of inviting , it’d be better to invite those you bullied in the past for a good al, along with gifts to apologize. This way is better.
Your Brother Wang’s mind isn’t that small, and bullying you would lower my own status. Don’t act as if you’re facing a fierce beast next ti you see , or others may think I’m bullying you."
"Right, right, Brother Wang is right, truly insightful! How co we didn’t think of that?" Zhao Huang and Liu Gang nodded in agreent.
"Then it’s settled."
With his hands behind his back, Wang Xuan leisurely walked away.
Although he could step on them if he wished, it would be beneath his dignity. Watching them kowtow was far more satisfying than giving a physical beating.
Psychological punishnt is always more sophisticated than physical punishnt, refining two bad sorts into good people, now that’s interesting.
Behind him, Zhao Huang and Liu Gang watched with respectful eyes, seeing him off.
"I thought for sure we’d get beaten up, but Brother Wang is truly magnanimous, not holding grudges like we feared." Liu Gang exhaled heavily, feeling much relieved.
"His level is beyond ours, he doesn’t care to bother with us, we’re just a stone by the roadside to him, he can kick us aside or step over us." Zhao Huang understood but felt even more disappointed.
Watching soone else’s cultivation skyrocket, stepping onto the high stage looking down on oneself, it’s a hard pill to swallow.
Wang Xuan walked past the martial training hall, strolling down the tree-lined avenue, about to apply to beco an instructor at the office building.
His cultivation level had already t the qualifications.
"Brother, please wait up." He heard from behind, as two boys and a girl approached, their appearances handso and beautiful, looking about sixteen or seventeen, with an unusual temperant, quite unfamiliar.
Noticing their qi and blood, Wang Xuan gazed slightly, one in the Blood Exchange Realm, and two in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, with solid foundations.
So young, yet already at such a high level, they could be considered talented, belonging to the genius category in cultivation speed.
Wang Xuan asked, "You must be from the Immortal Mountain, right? You’re guests of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall here, feel free to speak your mind, I’ll help if I can."
The leading youth spoke, "Are you Wang Xuan?"
"You’re looking for ? That’s rare, I don’t seem to have friends from your mountain." Wang Xuan said.
"Pardon our boldness, although it’s hard to ask, we are from the Three Purity Palace, eager to enter the Otherworld. Knowing you have a spot, we hope for an opportunity exchange."
The young man’s words made Wang Xuan raise an eyebrow; so that was their reason for seeking him.
He shook his head slightly, firmly saying, "No exchange, please return."
Such a precious opportunity, how could he give it up? These kids were truly naive.
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