Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Beyond the Nine Heavens.

The three sages each occupied a celestial position.

The Ancient Buddha Jingkong and the Saintly Lord Xuanyuan smiled and subtly blocked Luo Chen's path.

Among the various holy lands, a saint awakened and looked towards this void, his gaze carrying a hint of interest in watching the spectacle.

"These two couldn't resist after all!"

"Heh, forty years to attain enlightenment? Then what are the ten thousand years of arduous cultivation of us sages worth?"

"If that person from the Netherworld Heaven makes a move, the two fellow Daoists, Qingwei and his companion, are likely in grave danger."

"Not necessarily, we should wait and see."

The sages were communicating through their divine thoughts; these people were ultimately too wary of the Netherworld.

Luo Chen just said that he was going to visit an old friend in the Netherworld.

These words immediately dissuaded the two saints who wanted to go.

Otherwise, it would be a scene of five sages facing off.

Even so, the scene of these three saints meeting still made the holy lands around them tremble with fear.

Because they knew that, despite the three of them having smiling faces at the moment.

If they were to take action, the world would likely collapse.

Beyond the Kunlun Mountains.

Luo Chen's expression gradually turned serious, his gaze fixed on the Buddha and the Taoist opposite him.

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?"

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you are a newly enlightened Daoist. You may discuss the Dao with us."

"We have long heard that the path of reincarnation is unfathomable, and we have long yearned to enter it!"

Luo Chen was so angry at the two shameless saints that he laughed.

He ignored the two people opposite him.

He glanced back over the various Dao domains of the Nine Heavens, his tone tinged with boredom.

"There are so many fellow cultivators watching from the shadows!"

"I just want to ask one question!"

As Luo Chen spoke, his cold gaze swept across the silent holy sites and dojos, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Anyone else want to come?"

Such arrogant words echoed across the heavens and the sacred lands of all directions.

This left countless disciples in the holy land bewildered.

Madness!

That's insane!

The saints of the Nine Heavens had never seen such an arrogant saint.

Even if you pluck the Fruit of Reincarnation, your strength will be astonishing.

But in the end, his years of cultivation were too shallow. He had just attained enlightenment, so how dare he challenge the saints?

No more saints appeared in the Nine Heavens Dao Domain, and even the divine thoughts of saints no longer communicated.

They all watched coldly and silently.

After Luo Chen uttered those words, if any saint were to appear, they would be at a disadvantage.

No saint would be willing to be Luo Chen's background prop.

"Alright, if that's the case!"

Luo Chen turned his gaze back to the opposite side.

"Let's skip the philosophical discussions and have a fight instead."

The voice was calm, yet it was like the voice of the Great Dao, causing the golden path beneath their feet to shatter. The two saints opposite them took a half step back, their blood surging.

Just that one glance.

The ancient Buddha Jingkong and the Holy Lord Xuanyuan exchanged a glance, their hearts skipping a beat.

So strong!

Their strength is many times greater than when they first attained enlightenment.

Upon realizing this, greed immediately took over their minds.

Even a saint who has cultivated his mind for ten thousand years cannot avoid this.

This child harbors a great secret!

If we fail to stop them today, given their rate of growth, it will be even less likely in the future.

Thinking of this.

The Ancient Buddha Jingkong chanted a Buddhist mantra with one hand and summoned an ancient mirror.

This is a sacred weapon. Under the all-encompassing light of Buddha, it caused all the myriad paths of heaven and earth to float in the air, and the entire void space shattered layer by layer like a mirror.

Xuan Yuan Saint Lord summoned a treasure furnace, from which burst forth chaotic holy fire, intending to suppress Luo Chen and melt him into a furnace.

The oppressive power of the three saints collided in the void, like stars shattering. The broken black holes were born under the saintly might and then smoothed out.

Luo Chen stared directly at the two sacred weapons, his eyes seeing through their true nature.

I felt a pang of regret.

Neither of the materials from these two sacred weapons are suitable as auxiliary materials for my own sacred weapon; otherwise, I would just break them and start over.

He pointed his fingers like a knife, his body surging with chaotic energy, and a powerful blade of light pierced through the darkness.

At his level, whether he has a sword or not doesn't affect his strength.

The purpose of sacred weapons is not to unleash the power of saints, but to enhance their power.

If he had a sacred weapon longsword, his swordsmanship might be 150% or 200%.

His lack of it doesn't affect his strength.

Under the watchful eyes of all the saints of the Nine Heavens.

Luo Chen seemed to be enveloped in a chaotic world, and a blade of light burst forth amidst the surging chaotic energy.

It was as if countless streaks of light-infused blades were falling, covering the entire void, a truly magnificent sight.

Even a powerful Saint Lord-level figure with unparalleled cultivation felt as insignificant as dust at this moment.

Qingwei gazed at the boundless sword light filling the sky, a fleeting look of terror flashing in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Qingwei's face turned crazed.

Rumble!

In the center of the void, it was as if a sun had exploded.

The sacred weapon, the Profound Origin Sacred Fire Furnace, emerged upside down, its body slowly rotating and growing larger, standing amidst the chaos, with sacred fire surging from its mouth, unleashing boundless energy.

The entire void was twisting and deforming, and the scorching heat caused the nearest Kunlun Heavenly Barrier to break open with an unhealable hole.

Countless streams of holy fire fell into the heavens, transforming into a symphony of wailing from all living beings.

At this moment, even the ancient Buddha standing beside the Xuan Yuan Saint King had to give way.

Endless chaotic blades of light fell, striking the Xuan Yuan Sacred Fire Furnace atop the head of the Xuan Yuan Saint Lord.

The sacred furnace was instantly engulfed by the light of the blade.

The body of the Xuan Yuan Saint Lord was pierced by countless blades.

He let out a roar that shook the entire Nine Heavens Dao Domain, a hint of regret creeping into his eyes, and swung his fist at the sky full of sword light.

The chaotic sword light was like an inverted Milky Way, and Xuan Yuan Saint Monarch was instantly submerged.

In the void, space shattered, and the sword light, like a silver ribbon, drew a graceful arc.

The ancient Buddha Jingkong in the distance felt a dazzling light burst forth from the void and darkness before him, a light that would instantly shatter even the divine consciousness of a saint.

The world lost its color in his eyes.

A Samsara Seal lit up between Luo Chen's brows. He looked at the ancient Buddha, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.

He made a fist with his right hand, and a large hand shrouded in chaotic energy emerged from the void like a god or demon, holding a phantom immortal spirit in its palm.

Luo Chen didn't even glance at it, his gaze fixed on the ancient Buddha, and he took a step forward.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the ancient Buddha.

Looking at the bald head, Luo Chen's smile became even more pronounced.

"It is said that when a high-ranking monk passes away, priceless relics will fall from his body."

"Today I'll determine whether it's real or fake!"

The reason he left the Ancient Buddha until the end was that he knew in his heart that there were two saints in the Ancient Buddha Dao Domain, and the other party would never watch Jing Kong die.

The Sacred Weapon Myriad Mirrors floated behind the mirror, as if the Great Dao itself had solidified within them.

The Ancient Buddha Jingkong looked on in shock, still reeling from the astonishingly brilliant sword light he had just witnessed.

From the ancient Buddha Heaven, atop Mount Ling, the chanting of Buddhist hymns slowly pierced through the barriers of the Dao Realm, traversing endless distances.

"Fellow Daoist, we were wrong to wait here today. Our Ling Mountain is willing to make amends for everything."

This ancient Buddha, whose body was damaged in the battle with the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds and had not yet recovered, stood atop Mount Ling, speaking in a calm tone.

But his heart was already in turmoil.