All Heavens Travel Together: Starting from the Great Xuanhuang World

Chapter 108 Dude, are you going to give birth to a person with eternal destiny?

"Come and share! I've been in seclusion in the underworld and have gained some insights. I wonder how yours are going!"

In the eternally bright space, the four Yang Lis bumped fists together, and in an instant, four different memories washed over them, and insights from the four worlds continued to brew in their minds.

"Wow, so the guys from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio have been busy with the 'Xi Fangping' case lately! This case must have even alarmed Erlang Shen!"

After the sharing session ended, Yang Li from Calabash Brothers thought he was busy enough in the underworld, but he was surprised to find that Yang Li from Liaozhai was even more ruthless!
“Indeed, this Xi Fangping is truly pitiful. His father was framed by treacherous officials and suffered the most severe tortures in the eighteen levels of hell. His son risked his life to file a complaint in the underworld. Now the case has reached my Fengdu City. It's laughable that the City God even tried to bribe me. He deserves to die!”

Just like Yang Li from Liaozhai, he was filled with murderous intent. If he hadn't been stationed in the underworld, he might have become a rebel king, swept across the world, and become the emperor of a dynasty!
"Very good. It seems that you brothers have all grown strong in your respective worlds. Although none of you are top-tier, you have achieved high positions. If you continue to cultivate like this, it's only a matter of time before you become the most outstanding figures in your respective worlds!"

After sharing the memories, the immortal Yang Li laughed heartily, as if he saw four vibrant stars rising into the sky, about to become dazzling superstars!

"Wait a minute, Holy King Brother, the Destiny Song that Fang Qingxue taught me that I shared with you last time, what did you share it with you as... no, you just said you had some good news for us, that you were going to meet the female leader?"

Suddenly, a thought struck Yong Sheng Yangli, and he asked the question that had been puzzling him for a long time.

The Ballad of Destiny is a private cheat code that the spirit of the Gate of Immortality gave to itself and the most powerful Heavenly Lord!

This was shared by the Holy King Yang Li, so why didn't it transform into a wisp of fateless energy?
"Well, I don't know either. I just had a guess. We should be able to unravel the mystery next time we share it," said Saint King Yang Li, a little embarrassed.

"Come on, I thought you had some amazing news to tell us that you obtained the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique, the Supreme Combat Manual. Instead, the good news is that you've become the second Aotian, and you're sleeping around with the daughter of the Ling family's female leader..."

Calabash Brother Yang Li raised an eyebrow and pointed a finger, showing no mercy.

"Ahem, the Supreme Battle Chapter will be next time. This time, I obtained the Tuolong Egg on my way back, and with Ling Xuanji and my Eternal status, there's no reason not to nurture me."

When the Holy King Yang Li got down to business, his eyes sharpened again: "Moreover, I have a premonition that what was transformed from the Song of Destiny is still around me, I just haven't discovered it yet."

"It's alright. Maybe my expectations were too high. Things like the Void Aura of Destiny might only be able to be transformed by throwing the Gate of Immortality into the Holy King. By the way, you two Kings of Hell, next time you share, bring more Underworld components. I'll bring them to Immortality and see if I can transform them."

Without much thought, the immortal Yang Li shared the memories of the two Yama Kings, who were in charge of the Underworld, which greatly benefited his reconstruction of reincarnation!
"Well, next time we meet, I'll be a Great Sage." Saint King Yang Li disappeared; he needed to confirm something.

"Okay, see you in seven days." Calabash Brothers Yang Li and Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio Yang Li nodded, and their figures gradually disappeared.

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In the future, in the largest room of the towering Ling family villa complex.

Yang Li, dressed in pajamas, opened his eyes. To his left, Ling Xuanji, who had just fallen asleep, had disheveled hair and her pajamas in disarray, revealing glimpses of her fair skin.

Yang Li was supposed to meet the female leader of the Ling family tomorrow and was well-rested, but at this moment, seeing Ling Xuanji's appearance, he felt a stirring in his heart.

"Yang Li, aren't you supposed to meet my mother tomorrow? Why aren't you resting now?" Ling Xuanji opened her eyes from her sleep, got up and put on her pajamas. Crossing the ancient era and returning to Huaxu Star, even though both of them had extraordinary physiques, it was hard for them to cope.

"I'm excited. After all, I was just a poor student who wasn't even a nobleman. Suddenly, I got to meet the great leader. I wonder what his cultivation level is." Yang Li and Ling Xuanji's relationship had progressed even further and they were incredibly intimate. He stepped forward, put his arm around Ling Xuanji's waist, and asked.

"According to the calculations of the ancient immortal era, she should be above the legendary Great Emperor. To measure my mother's power by her will, I think it was called the mid-stage of the terrifying level."

Ling Xuanji said softly, "However, tomorrow is only an incarnation of my mother. Her true body is still in the Primordial Era, receiving the mark of the gods from the leader of the Aotian. Only by truly accepting the mark of the gods can she return from the Primordial Era."

"I see. Then I'm not worried anymore. I've gained quite a bit from killing the Great Sage of the Primordial Era. I'll be able to break through to the Great Sage level of the Middle Ages Immortal Path soon."

This time, Yang Li shared the True Immortal Talisman refined by Taihuangtian within his body. Although he couldn't use it, it was still shared as the foundation of his Eternal Body.

Only now did Yang Li realize that his Eternal Bloodline was less than one-thousandth of its full potential!
“No need for all that trouble. I’ll just give the order to capture a Great Sage-level ancient expert and force him to instruct you. Your cultivation will progress by leaps and bounds in no time,” Ling Xuanji suddenly said.

"No need. My cultivation only needs to unlock the Eternal Physique. As long as I develop the Eternal Physique to one percent, I can soar through the Primordial Era. Xuanji, you possess the Past Physique. Once you develop it, it will also greatly benefit your cultivation."

By the way, let me examine the ailment of lost spirit within your body. Last time, my Eternal Physique was only awakened; now it's only one-thousandth awakened, and my blood is now "Eternal True Blood," which can be completely cured!

Yang Li smiled, picked up Ling Xuanji, and with a drop of bright red blood on his fingertip, which exuded a strong sense of eternal truth and had existed since time immemorial, he flicked it gently and let it fall into Ling Xuanji's mouth.

"Eternal true blood, eternally existing, divine soul flowing away, sealed!" Yang Li's spirit guided that drop of true blood, containing a trace of the origin of the Eternal Body, and immediately removed a naturally existing soul-separating formation from Ling Xuanji's mind!

"Eternal Divine Path!" He controlled his origin, his blood dispersed, transforming into a celestial net, forming eternal seals to mend his flaws.

Just then, as Yang Li's divine sense was about to leave, he suddenly sensed a deep and affectionate feeling within Ling Xuanji's sea of ​​qi. As if sensing Yang Li's gaze, the feeling quickly approached, and a wave of confusion and dependence washed over him instantly!

"Huh? So fast?"

As soon as Yang Li's consciousness returned, he grasped Ling Xuanji's hand, and a storm raged in his mind, as if a category 12 typhoon was blowing!
"What's wrong?" Ling Xuanji felt her condition suddenly improve. Seeing Yang Li's disappointed expression, she thought he had exhausted himself, so she took the initiative to come up and hug Yang Li.

“It’s alright, let me calm down. This time, your mother must pass on the Supreme Battle Chapter of the Mark of the Gods to me.”

Yang Li let out a long sigh, muttering to himself, "Eternal destiny, eternal destiny, what kind of constitution does one have?"

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