All-Heavens Game, the Strongest Player

Chapter 131 Ascension Conference!

Inside the headquarters building of the World Alliance, Feng Zhenghao was practicing his family's legendary skill, Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals.

But no matter how he tried, he couldn't get into the zone. He would involuntarily recall what had happened during this time: hundreds of people who knew the Eight Extraordinary Techniques suddenly appeared, and the most powerful of the "Eight Extraordinary People" had actually mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques to the extreme, each possessing power comparable to the "Two Heroes".

Although these two heroes may not be the second best in the world, their fighting abilities are widely recognized.

Eight "heroes" level is truly incredible.

Even more unbelievable is the existence of these eight "heroes" whose combined skills were no match for the old master Zhang Zhiwei.

This made Feng Zhenghao doubt the power of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Then, Zhou Wushang suddenly appeared, combining the Eight Extraordinary Techniques to enter the realm of a terrestrial immortal, letting the world know about that realm that surpassed ordinary extraordinary people and was comparable to that of immortals.

Even so, he only managed a draw with Zhang Zhiwei.

Does that mean that a single unique skill is only equivalent to one-eighth of an old master?
"If that's all the power I have, why would I bother practicing the Spirit Binding Technique? Why would Sha Yan and the others bother learning any family secret techniques? Wouldn't it be better to send them to Longhu Mountain as disciples and teach them the Golden Light Mantra?"

Thinking about this, he pondered again what truly constitutes the strongest thing in the world.

Involuntarily, I thought of Chu Xiu again.

If there is anyone in this world who could possibly be stronger than a terrestrial immortal, it would only be Chu Xiu—no one else could interfere in the battle between Zhou Wushang and the Old Celestial Master, only Chu Xiu could.

Although his act of carrying Zhou Wushang away didn't seem like a proper attempt to stop him.

But he did separate the two of them in a very real way.

"If a terrestrial immortal is already comparable to a celestial being, but remains in the mortal world and is unwilling to ascend, then Chu Xiu must also be comparable to a celestial being. Could the so-called 'resuming the path to immortality' possibly be true?"

Thinking of this, Feng Zhenghao tossed and turned, unable to fall into a meditative state.

Just then, his phone rang.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong.

"Did you need something from me, sir?"

"Something's up!" Zhao Fangxu said. "Three days from now, Chu Xiu will be giving a sermon at Tongtian Valley during the Twenty-Four Solar Terms, teaching the world the methods to become an immortal. I hope all ten elders will be there."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without saying anything more.

But Feng Zhenghao was dumbfounded.

"Chu Xiu, will you speak of the path to immortality?"

"Someone, prepare the car!" Feng Zhenghao said, then waved his hand and said, "No need!"

He didn't even take a car; instead, he focused all his energy on circulating his Qi and headed to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley. At the same time, he made phone calls, inviting his son and daughter to come over as well.

The same applies to Lü Ci, Lu Jin, and others.

Even those who have long since renounced fame and fortune cannot refuse the offer to teach the secrets to immortality.

Xia Liuqing, a rooster that had been around for decades, hurriedly went to the Twenty-Four Seasonal Valleys.

Even Li Muxuan, who was far away on Nathan Island, was no exception.

At this moment, Chu Xiu had already arrived at the very center of Tongtian Valley and was sitting cross-legged there. A large open space had been cleared in front of him, and eight futons were placed near him, just like a sermon at Zixiao Palace.

The carefree Lu Jin wanted to sit down.

I think the eight prayer cushions are for the Ten Elders. With one dead and the Old Celestial Master not needing to listen, it's just right.

However, as he tried to sit down, an indescribable fear suddenly arose in his heart, triggering his inner demons. He roared, "Wugensheng, I'm going to kill you!"

Chu Xiu was speechless. He called his two "fairy babies" to give him a good beating to wake him up.

Only then did everyone realize that there were eight shadows on the eight prayer cushions.

It had no physical form, yet it possessed an aura that instilled fear in even the most powerful figures, leaving everyone puzzled. Ding Shian asked, "What is that?"

But before Chu Xiu could respond, someone else answered.

"It's a devil!"

The speaker was a little girl of a few years old, but if someone could see through her soul, they would find that she was actually an old woman with white hair.

With a complex expression, and a lingering attachment to the world, he walked to one of the prayer cushions and sat down.

The next moment, the little girl's figure transformed into a young woman.

Wang Zizhong, who was in a "Qi Spirit" state in the crowd not far away, exclaimed in surprise: "It's her, it's her!"

That was Duanmu Ying, who mastered one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, the Dual-Handed Technique.

The wife of Prince Zhong.

In his Qi-spirit state, Prince Zhong wanted to rush over and embrace his wife, but halfway there, he suddenly stopped, his face ashen, and said, "It's not her!"

These strange words were incomprehensible to everyone.

Only Chu Xiu glanced at Wang Zizhong and couldn't help but shake his head.

That was Duanmu Ying, but it's not anymore!

"Is their predetermined fate about to be brought forward?"

Another person stepped out from the crowd—it was Gu Qiting. He also sat down on a futon and said peacefully, "After so many years on the run, I can finally rest!"

More people came out from behind.

Ruan Feng, who comprehended the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief, Zhou Sheng, who comprehended the Feng Hou Qi Men... and as they appeared, as if drawn together, the figures on the futon gradually solidified.

The faces of Feng Tianyang and Zhang Huaiyi gradually emerged.

"He was actually the creator of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?"

"Brother Zibu?"

Everyone was dumbfounded—the living master of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques sat on the futon, and the dead master of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques was also resurrected on the futon.
"Could it be that my destiny to become an immortal is really related to the Eight Extraordinary Techniques?"

Everyone was curious.

But soon, they saw Chu Xiu use hand seals to subdue Duanmu Ying and the others. Then, a special kind of Qi, starting from Chu Xiu, connected with the eight people and spread outwards.

Echoing the various nodes in the distance, it forms a "reverse celestial energy" formation.

"What is he going to do?"

Everyone was confused.

"He's trying to reverse the flow of Qi, helping those eight people become demons!" The old Celestial Master stepped out from the crowd, lightning flashing in his hand, and said, "Stop immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

However, Chu Xiu continued his actions without responding at all.

Zhou Wushang raised his sword once more and said, "I didn't beat you last time, let's continue this time!"

"I'm not in the mood to waste time with you this time!"

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he directly used the power of the "Divine Celestial Master" to attack Chu Xiu. Meanwhile, he attacked Zhou Wushang, holding her back so she couldn't attend to Chu Xiu.

However, to Zhang Zhiwei's surprise, Zhou Wushang's strength had improved by leaps and bounds in their rematch.

It seems that they have mastered a power that transcends the rules.

The sword strike was unremarkable, yet it cut his qi-formed body, causing blood and flesh to flow out.

They were greatly alarmed.

But what shocked him even more was what followed—after the deity flew toward Chu Xiu, hundreds of “babies” jumped out from the crowd, each exuding an aura of a terrestrial immortal.

This will attract tens of thousands of ordinary babies from even further away.

They formed a "Ten Thousand Immortals Formation" and engaged in a fierce battle with the deities and celestial masters.

When the Celestial Master realized that his power was insufficient to resist, he waved his hand and awakened the eight people who were turning into demons on the prayer mat, summoning them to his side.

At this point, the old master was completely dumbfounded.

"The Celestial Master's Degree has long been corrupted, becoming an avatar of the Heavenly Dao?"

　I just woke up, so I'll post one chapter now. I'm writing the rest now.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)