Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

On Purple Spirit Peak.

Li Changsheng and the others, who were watching the disciple-acceptance ceremony, looked up and saw dozens of spatial caves appearing in the sky, from which dark golden waves began to surge wildly.

Upon closer inspection, the dark gold waves surging in mid-air were clearly countless tiny reddish-gold insects with sharp teeth and bodies as hard as metal and stone.

What's even more terrifying is that it's boundless, and wherever it goes, even mountains are swallowed up.

"It's a swarm of gold-devouring insects!"

"This is one of the most ferocious insects of heaven and earth, as hard as iron, devouring everything, and when it gathers into a tide, it is unstoppable!"

"Run! Disaster is imminent!"

"Look! The patriarch of the Qian Yuan Sect, True Man Qian Yuan, has come for revenge."

Some people cried out, some fled, and some were terrified; the once orderly square began to descend into chaos.

Those disciples without cultivation were protected behind their family elders, looking up at the swarm of insects, their hearts filled with fear.

Having witnessed this scene, they could be said to have stepped halfway into the world of cultivation, where the strong prey on the weak, and reckoning and revenge happen every moment.

To become that supreme powerhouse, life and death are always accompanied by the journey.

"Old man, you dare to come knocking on my door!"

At the mountain peak, Sun Wukong's eyes shone like stars, and the golden cudgel slowly appeared in his palm. In an instant, his figure soared into the air and stepped outside the sect's protective formation.

Facing the raging swarm of gold-devouring insects, he showed no fear, his face still bearing an air of arrogance.

The surging tide of gold-devouring insects surrounded Sun Wukong, gradually forming a massive, impenetrable sphere high in the sky.

The people below could no longer see the scene inside the sphere, but could vaguely hear the conversation.

"Senior brother..." Li Changsheng opened his mouth, his voice filled with worry.

A thousand years have passed, and Li Changsheng's cultivation has broken through to the Tongtian Realm. Such cultivation is considered to be at the level of a hegemon in the southern part of Tianxia Continent, but it is still not enough to face the vast and sky-covering tide of gold-devouring insects.

"It's alright, Third Junior Brother is confident." Lin Jiuxiao stopped Li Changsheng and the others who wanted to help me and said with a smile.

He had already figured out the key point: that Qian Yuan Zhenren was no match for Sun Wukong at all; the only thing he could rely on was this Heavenly and Earthly Ferocious Insect.

However, Sun Wukong had been training with his master the longest, so he still had the ability to deal with the gold-devouring insect swarm.

Therefore, Lin Jiuxiao was not worried at all.

On one side, Fairy Yaoguang blinked her beautiful eyes, surprised to hear everyone's discussion that they were actually fellow disciples.

"The sects of all of you fellow Daoists are truly remarkable," Fairy Yaoguang exclaimed.

This wasn't just flattery; it was genuine amazement.

As time went on.

The great battle atop the mountains gradually subsided.

Surrounded by the swarm of gold-devouring insects, Sun Wukong laughed heartily, unleashing his "Heaven and Earth Transformation" technique. His divine body soared into the clouds, and his golden cudgel swept across the world, instantly breaking through the encirclement of the gold-devouring insects and revealing the True Man Qian Yuan behind him.

The two fought, and Master Qian Yuan was repeatedly defeated, his body covered with wounds.

Qian Yuan Zhenren was quickly defeated.

At this point, the raging Qian Yuan Zhenren fled in panic, his physical body shattered by Sun Wukong's staff. His true spirit moved even faster, attempting to escape into the void, but was annihilated by a sword light.

The swarm of gold-devouring insects, now out of their master's control, began to riot, spreading densely among the mountains.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong and the others frowned, thinking to themselves that this was troublesome.

Just then.

Luo Chen, who was behind the viewing area in the square, led Xiao Jin and Xiao Yue through the crowd towards the mountain peak.

Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator beside him spoke up to dissuade him, "Fellow Daoist, are we outsiders not allowed to enter the vicinity of the sacred mountain? Otherwise, we may be expelled."

"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist." Luo Chen turned back with a smile and continued walking forward.

The middle-aged man behind him opened his mouth, but then stopped trying to dissuade the other person.

Everything that needed to be said has been explained, but the other party insists on doing so. If this angers the Three Absolutes Sect, which is on full alert, we might be in deep trouble.

"Young master, they will surely be delighted to see you."

"That's right. Over the years, Young Master has been paying close attention to their development within the dojo."

"On such an important day, the Three Absolutes Sect will surely prosper even more in the future, having gathered together geniuses from the surrounding area."

Xiao Jin and Xiao Yue lagged behind Luo Chen by a step and said with great interest.

Luo Chen smiled and said softly, "The path is one they forge themselves. As their guide and witnessing their growth, I am also very happy."

Soon, Luo Chen and his two companions arrived at the front of the plaza and stood on the stone steps leading to the mountaintop.

Just as an elder stepped forward to try to stop them.

Luo Chen opened his palm, and a small black-gold cauldron was lifted up by him, slowly growing larger and rising into the high heavens.

boom!

The Mysterious Heavenly Mandate Cauldron!

The treasure personally crafted by Luo Chen can suppress the fortune of heaven and earth and help the sect to gather its fortune; it is the sect's most precious treasure.

If the Qi Yun Sect wants to gather Qi Yun, its most treasured artifacts are indispensable.

However, given the Three Absolutes Sect's resources, its demon-suppressing treasures were far too low-level. The Xuan Tian Cheng Yun Cauldron was a gift from Luo Chen, his master, to the Three Absolutes Sect.

The massive cauldron, like a river swallowing its own waters, gathered the gold-devouring insects scattered among the mountains into its cauldron, leaving none behind.

Seeing this scene.

The people on the mountaintop looked down and saw a smiling figure in white standing at the foot of the mountain.

"Master!"

Sun Wukong, Lin Jiuxiao, Li Changsheng, and the others exclaimed in surprise, their faces beaming with joy.

Before they could descend the mountain, Luo Chen's figure appeared out of thin air at the summit.

This series of changes immediately caused a huge uproar in the square.

I never expected the leader of the Three Absolutes Sect to have a sect background.

Everyone was shocked. Looking at the giant cauldron floating high in the sky and feeling the divine power contained within it, they instantly showed excitement.

With such a profound background, the future of the Three Absolutes Sect is limitless if their descendants join it.

"Strange, why can't I remember what that patriarch looked like?"

"Me too, this..."

"What terrifying cultivation level!"

mountain top.

Luo Chen beckoned, and the Xuan Yuan Cheng Yun Cauldron, having sealed the Gold-Devouring Insect Tide, landed in front of Li Changsheng.

He looked at everyone and smiled, "This is the Xuan Yuan Cheng Yun Cauldron; consider it my congratulatory gift to you all."

"The ferocious insects inside are also a good help. Later, we can try to refine the Gold-Devouring Mother Insect as a trump card."

Li Changsheng accepted the Xuan Yuan Cheng Yun Cauldron and bowed to Luo Chen in gratitude, saying, "Disciple thanks Master for bestowing this treasure."

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Luo Chen...

Suddenly, he noticed that Fairy Yaoguang was staring at him intently from behind.

Luo Chen turned his head and smiled and nodded in greeting, showing no sign of anything unusual.

In an instant, the surrounding space and time changed drastically, everyone's expressions froze on their faces, and the world seemed to lose all color.

Only Luo Chen and Fairy Yao Guang remained unaffected, gazing at each other.

"Fellow Daoist, you resemble someone very much," Fairy Yaoguang said, her voice filled with a sense of majesty and etherealness.

"Really? Perhaps the fairy has mistaken you for someone else." Luo Chen stroked his chin, looking at Fairy Yaoguang's current state.

The Lord of Taiyi Palace in the Heavenly Realm could actually sense his difference? He took the initiative to descend and speak with him.

"You are not him." After a long silence, Fairy Yaoguang said indifferently.

"Junior Brother Xuanqing told me about your appearance. I am sorry for the sudden meeting today," the fairy continued.

"I feel extremely honored to have met someone from the Celestial Realm," Luo Chen said with a light laugh.

Fairy Yaoguang remained silent for a long while before continuing, "The master of the Purple Extreme Heavenly God, Immortal Ancestor Xiaoyao, already knows what happened in the Great Thousand World. Fellow Daoist, please be careful."

"Why are you helping me?" Luo Chen asked in surprise.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is unfathomable. Could you possibly revive the Holy Demon Sword Master?" The fairy did not hide anything and chose to speak.

"No, life and death are predetermined and cannot be changed, especially since he has been dead for countless years." Luo Chen resolutely refused.

Looking at the fairy's eyes, which seemed to hold a deep obsession, Luo Chen continued to ask, "I've heard that you cultivate the Supreme Forgetfulness?"

"The highest form of detachment from emotions is not the absence of emotions, but rather the freedom from being swayed by feelings or external influences. Having emotions creates weaknesses, and having attachments creates vulnerabilities; therefore, one must sever worldly attachments..."

Fairy Yaoguang's voice was ethereal, and her eyes held a hint of confusion.

"Clearly, the turmoil in your heart hasn't subsided." Luo Chen gazed into the other's eyes, his voice calm.

"When I begged my master to spare his life, I had already lost my power..."

Why are you telling me so much?

"Because you really resemble him... but you are not him... I lost my composure. The Immortal Ancestor of the Carefree Realm is highly accomplished. He has not yet made a move because the Purple Extreme Heavenly God has not yet perished. Fellow Daoist, please take care of yourself."

The surrounding spacetime was restored.

Luo Chen fell into deep thought.

The carefree immortal ancestor!

He looked up into the depths of the universe. The Yuanling Emperor, who sat cross-legged before the gate of the world, was nowhere to be found. He had left the Great Thousand World more than seven hundred years ago.

He has not returned to this day.