Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

The dimly lit second floor of the attic.

Luo Chen flipped his palm, and a head appeared and floated in his palm, about the size of a fist. It was the Purple Extreme Heavenly God.

At this moment, the Purple Extreme Heavenly God's senses were completely sealed, and he lay in Luo Chen's palm, lifeless and disheveled, with lifeless eyes, like a dead object.

With a thought, Luo Chen slowly opened the eyes of the Purple Extreme Heavenly God. He looked up at the incredibly tall Luo Chen with an unusually calm expression.

Without joy or sorrow, he already understood the gap between himself and Luo Chen. With a death wish, he had nothing to fear.

It's an old monster that has lived for three billion years, after all.

Having ended up in this situation, I can only accept my bad luck.

Who could have imagined that a powerful being at the level of a Dao Ancestor or Immortal Ancestor would appear in the shattered Great Thousand World?

The gods have adjusted their mindset and are prepared to face whatever the outcome may be.

Luo Chen didn't waste any words. His pupils suddenly became dazzling, as if reflecting a millstone that was slowly rotating.

Any living being that glances at it will feel its soul tremble.

After meeting the gaze of the Purple Extreme God, his pupils involuntarily dilated, lost their light, and became dull.

Luo Chen began to peruse the memories of the Purple Extreme God.

The memories of a celestial being are vast and boundless, and finding the information Luo Chen needs within them is even more troublesome.

for a long time.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window and shone on Luo Chen, casting a long shadow on him.

The millstone in the depths of Luo Chen's eyes dissipated, and he frowned slightly.

The memories of the Purple Extreme God were not complicated, especially after he entered the Heavenly Realm 3 billion years ago. All he did was cultivate. After his cultivation reached a high level, he became the guardian of the gate of the Great Thousand Worlds, creating thousands of clones to guard the gate. These memories were even more monotonous.

Many memories are blank; perhaps those memories are about the celestial realm and involve powerful beings there.

This is normal; Luo Chen had already prepared himself mentally.

However, what made Luo Chen frown was another piece of information.

As a law enforcement deity in the Heavenly Realm, Ziji Tianshen has a powerful background; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to become the guardian of the Great Thousand Realms Gate. Although this job is tedious, it can bring considerable Heavenly Dao merit.

The reason why the other party kept targeting the Heavenly Spirit Emperor was not only because they were afraid that the Heavenly Spirit Emperor would report what they had done to the Heavenly Realm.

More importantly, he wanted to obtain the Creation Origin Pearl from the Heavenly Spirit Emperor.

The Primordial Pearl of Creation is a supreme treasure born from the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos. It is not only infinitely powerful, but can also be used to comprehend the Great Dao, create heaven and earth, and create living beings. Its uses are endless.

As for the grudges between Emperor Yuanling and God Ziji, Luo Chen only glanced at them briefly before ignoring them.

It was nothing more than a struggle for interests, and in the end, the Purple Extreme Heavenly God had a slight advantage, while the Primordial Spirit Emperor was defeated.

Just as Luo Chen was pondering.

The Purple Extreme Celestial God regained his senses and looked at Luo Chen in horror, asking, "What...what did you do to me?"

Luo Chen focused his gaze, looking down at the celestial being in his palm, and said, "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Faced with such a direct question, the Purple Extreme God remained silent for a moment before saying, "I can sense the killing intent in your heart. The only reason you are not killing me now is because you are afraid of the Heavenly Realm."

"Today's misfortune is the consequence of my greed for a treasure. It is the cycle of cause and effect, my destiny. Kill me."

After saying this, the Purple Extreme God fell completely silent and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

Luo Chen stared at his opponent, wanting to annihilate him, but he held back.

He resealed the Purple Extreme God and then ignored him.

The Purple Extreme Celestial God came to this vast world to settle the karmic debts, greedily seeking the most precious treasures. Few in the Celestial Realm should know his whereabouts.

As long as he is sealed away, the Heavenly Realm will not be alarmed for the time being.

If he is killed, the true form of the Purple Extreme Heavenly God will perish, and the Heavenly Realm will surely be able to sense it. Moreover, the Heavenly Palace God statue standing beside the Great Thousand World Gate will probably collapse as well. This cannot be concealed at all.

After much thought, it seems safer to seal it for now.

Give yourself some time to accumulate lifespan.

……

Time flies.

The first day after a thousand years.

Luo Chen descended from the mountain and walked towards the medicine garden when he saw two figures fighting on the mountain peaks in the distance.

It was Sun Wukong and the Ox-Head.

These two are extremely combative. When they meet, they are kindred spirits and they spar several times a year, their energy is incredible.

Fortunately, being in the Samsara Dojo, they only sparred and stopped short of getting angry.

Luo Chen then let the two of them bicker and joke around.

noon.

The edge of the continent where the Samsara Dojo is located.

A treasure ship sailed across the sea, carrying hundreds of cultivators who gathered in twos and threes on the deck, watching as they headed towards the continent they were about to reach.

"This continent is a land of chaos. In the past thousand years, three ruling powers have risen and fallen, and the continent's name has been changed three times. It is now called the Tianxia Continent."

"I heard that a hundred years ago, the Heavenly Glow Holy Land rose to prominence, and there were countless powerful figures among it."

"If we could gain entry into the holy land, wouldn't we soar to the heavens?"

On the deck of the treasure ship, as the mainland came into view, some people talked loudly, their eyes filled with longing.

Along the edge of the deck, two men and a woman were also discussing in hushed tones.

The only woman in green had exquisite makeup, and her long hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, yet she still looked elegant and refined, like a fairy in a painting.

To the left and right of the woman in green, two men dressed in black robes stood, subtly protecting her.

"Brother, this Tianxia Continent ahead seems to be the place Master mentioned."

"Don't rush, let me go and find out."

A tall, burly man with a resolute face strode away, seeking information from the Qingfeng Merchant Guild, the owner of the treasure ship.

The three were Li Changsheng and his two siblings.

Nearly two thousand years have passed since Luo Chen imparted his teachings and guided the three into the world of cultivation.

The three siblings struggled through this degenerate age, supporting each other as they followed the information left behind by Luo Chen. Once their worldly affairs were settled, they embarked on a journey to seek the Dao.

A thousand years have passed, and the bond between the three siblings has grown stronger, and they have successfully entered the Dao Forging Realm in their cultivation.

Unfortunately, living in the Dharma-ending Age, the Dao Forging Realm is already the limit for independent cultivators. Without a heaven-defying opportunity, it is difficult to make further progress.

As for those sects of destiny and families of cultivators, in this Dharma-ending Age, they will not take in wandering cultivators from the outside world, because they don't even have enough resources to go around.

More importantly, there is loyalty. The Qi Yun Sect prefers to cultivate cultivators from mortals rather than accepting rogue cultivators into the sect.

In the Dharma-ending Age, it is even more difficult for independent practitioners.

In this life, Li Changsheng is considered a person with great fortune. He has encountered many hardships along the way, but he has finally arrived at the edge of the Tianxia Continent today.

Soon, Li Da Kui returned after gathering intelligence. He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "The people from the Qingfeng Chamber of Commerce only operate on the edge of the continent and do not know the location of the Lost Soul Cliff."

Cough!

Li Changsheng looked somewhat pale, clutched his chest, coughed twice, and said, "Let's get out of the sea first, that thing is catching up."

The woman in green, Li Mingyue, helped Li Changsheng up and said worriedly, "The Qingfeng Chamber of Commerce dares to sail on the high seas; they must have some experts overseeing things, right?"

Li Changsheng did not answer, and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing and heal his injuries.

Time flies.

About half an hour later.

Behind the ocean, a sudden gust of demonic wind arose, causing the seawater to surge backward and startling the hundreds of cultivators on the treasure ship.