Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

On Linglu Peak.

A brief silence fell.

After a long while, the first knockout match of the day successfully concluded.

As expected, Ling Yun successfully advanced. Contrary to his usual behavior, he no longer acted mediocrely, but tried his best to show his talent and attract more attention.

The sole purpose of doing this was to join Linglu Peak.

The number of participants in the alchemy competition on Dan Ding Island has been increasing year by year, with more than 100,000 disciples participating this year.

Only two or three lucky individuals are able to enter Linglu Peak each year, with a maximum of no more than ten.

If Ling Yun wants to join Linglu Peak, he cannot hide his talents. Even though he has had a good relationship with Luo Chen for hundreds of years, he cannot let others think that he got in through connections.

After the disciples dispersed, they rested and recharged for tomorrow's competition.

On Linglu Peak, the Great Luo Sword Saint also clasped his hands in farewell to Luo Chen.

The two didn't talk much before he left Danding Island and went to the main island.

Luo Chen's gaze was deep as he looked towards the heavens.

Over the years, the power of the Underworld Heavenly Sect has expanded rapidly, far surpassing that of the Immortal Mountain Daoist Temple.

The fact that the other side could still operate in an orderly manner even without the Great Luo Sword Saint as their leader indicates that the Netherworld Heavenly Sect is backed by more than just one or two immortals.

His gaze continued towards the distant land, within the Realm of Eternal Dao, where the Abyss of Demons was like a colossal abyss that devoured all the light in the universe; it was a place of dense darkness.

More than sixty years have passed, and the number of dark creatures in the Demon Abyss has tripled. More than a dozen Demon Abyss Cities can be transformed into war fortresses at any time and set off for the great battlefields of the world.

As Luo Chen deduced the general trend of heaven and earth, he walked down the mountain.

He foresaw that the primordial universe would soon face annihilation.

These external forces are no pushovers.

When the true catastrophe struck, the primordial universe had no chance to resist and vanished into the cosmos in an instant.

Of course, this is a deduction excluding Luo Chen himself.

Only in this way can the deduced results be considered accurate.

Luo Chen calculated that if he intervened, although he could protect the Primordial World, it would also trigger more calamities in the future.

These calamities all seem to be aimed at achieving one goal: destruction.

As long as the target is not destroyed, the calamity will always exist.

Luo Chen seemed to see the existence of the Heavenly Dao within it, and he appeared lost in thought.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and I stood on the mountaintop for a day and a night.

Ye Qi and Sun Wukong, who were passing by, saw their master meditating silently and did not dare to disturb him. They stood obediently on the mountaintop steps, guarding the people coming down the mountain.

……

The Abyss of Demons.

Deep within, on a blood-red plain, countless demonic figures, evil cultivators, and monsters roamed, all shrouded in demonic energy and with terrifying faces.

Their gazes were all fixed ahead, at the horizon, upon which stood a magnificent and towering city.

This Demon Abyss City is vast and enormous, with walls thousands of feet high, densely engraved with intricate array inscriptions. Numerous powerful demonic figures came from all directions and entered a dimly lit hall in the center.

In front of the main hall, the ancient dark emperor, clad in black robes, sat cross-legged on his throne. His body was shrouded in black mist, and only the outline of a figure could be seen, radiating boundless pressure.

Beneath the high platform, a nine-headed black python lay coiled and crouching. Its nine heads had eerie faces, and one of them even resembled a human face, speaking in a seductive voice.

"After preparing for so long, even losing two Grandmasters of the Primordial Chaos Realm, you haven't investigated a single piece of the information I wanted?"

The Dark Ancient Emperor's voice was icy and chilling, instantly silencing the dozen or so Grand Luo Immortals in the hall.

Standing at the forefront, the Lord of the Turbid Abyss spoke up, saying, "Your Excellency, the Primordial Great World is quite strange. The origin of the Lord of the Samsara Palace in the shadows is unknown, and the recently appeared Netherworld Heavenly Sect is rumored to have the shadow of the Heavenly Dao behind it."

Other powerful figures echoed this sentiment, reporting on their investigations over the years.

The situation in the Primordial World is too chaotic right now, with many unknown forces infiltrating, making it difficult for them to understand the situation.

The Netherworld Heavenly Sect, in particular, is the most feared by the many Grandmasters of the Demon Abyss City.

You must understand that these dark beings are inherently at odds with the beings of the Heavenly Dao.

The Dark Ancient Emperor remained silent for a while, recalling the situation decades ago when he entered the Cycle of Reincarnation to search for the Yellow Spring Immortal Emperor.

He had been in the Cycle of Reincarnation for three years, but he had not seen the Yellow Spring Immortal Emperor. The fact that the other party was not in this universe made him quite regretful.

An elderly man in gray stepped forward and reported, "Your Excellency, we have infiltrated some evil spirits from the underworld. We have heard that their goal is also to destroy the primordial world, which coincides with ours."

The Dark Emperor lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers. The top of the armrest was inlaid with a crystal skull, and the sound produced by the tapping was crisp and echoing, making everyone in the hall fall silent.

for a long time.

The Dark Emperor then slowly spoke: "Just wait, the great calamity of heaven and earth is about to begin. At that time, the protection of the Heavenly Dao that covers the world will be reduced to its minimum. When we dark beings can freely enter and leave the world, that will be the day of the destruction of the Primordial Beginning."

"Before that, the Netherworld Heavenly Sect will definitely make their move first. Hopefully, they can pull through."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dark Emperor's figure vanished from his throne.

Below the stage, the nine-headed black python coiled up, raised its head high, and after scanning everyone present with its nine heads, it roared and disappeared into the darkness behind it.

In the main hall, all the Grand Luo experts knelt on one knee, silently seeing off the Dark Ancient Emperor.

……

Half a month later.

With the sun high in the sky, the alchemy competition finally came to an end.

Hundreds of disciples went through rounds of selection to enter the final competition.

They gathered at the alchemy plaza at the foot of Spirit Deer Peak, surrounded by a large crowd, with even powerful figures from nearby star islands joining in the fun.

Let's see if any lucky individuals will be chosen by Island Master Luo this year.

Even if they joined Linglu Peak, Luo Chen would not teach them cultivation, but only alchemy skills, which would still make them the envy of countless disciples.

The alchemy competition began, and many peak masters and elders personally went down to maintain order, hoping to show off in front of Luo Chen.

Ling Yun also made it to the finals, but Luo Chen had observed his alchemy skills and knew that making it to the finals was already his limit; at most, he would be in the top twenty.

After all, he learned alchemy halfway through his life, so his current performance is truly extraordinary.

In the distance, beneath an ancient tree, the Great Luo Sword Saint leaned against the trunk, gazing at the bustling scene in the alchemy plaza. He frowned and muttered, "Noisy!"

Suddenly, his gaze shifted to several shooting stars streaking across the Milky Way.

He recognized one of the meteor's auras quite well, as if he had seen it before.

It was an old man with white eyebrows and an air of otherworldly grace. He held a bamboo cane in one hand and stroked his white beard with the other. He landed near Linglu Peak and slowly walked to the outside of the alchemy square, curiously looking inside.

"The workings of Heaven's will... Is this person also a subordinate of the Immortal Emperor?"

The Great Luo Sword Saint frowned, puzzled.

Although the Yellow Spring Immortal Emperor originated from the Xuanhuang Dao Palace, her forces were not limited to the Xuanhuang Dao Palace.

He was able to become one of the Immortal Emperor's confidants and be sent here because the Immortal Emperor remembered their past relationship. Even after he achieved the position of Immortal Emperor, he did not sever his karmic ties with the Xuanhuang Dao Palace.

The white-browed old man seemed to sense something, turned his head and looked over, and saw the Great Luo Sword Saint standing under the ancient tree.

A glint flashed in his cloudy eyes, as if a sharp light was shining within them.