Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, some important figures have been visiting Huangdao Mountain every day.

The northern prodigies also gather here.

Although all the various factions are located within the Northern Territory, they also have conflicts of interest, and many are mortal enemies.

Fortunately, the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion was powerful and confident that it could suppress everything; otherwise, it would not have dared to gather all the forces together.

Conflicts are inevitable, but they are all confined to the exchanges between the younger generation.

Luo Chen has not been disturbed for the past two weeks.

Firstly, he is among the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List, and ordinary geniuses are not qualified to challenge him.

Secondly, there's Zhou Hui, that simpleton. Ever since the day the two sparred, he's been coming to find him every few days.

Over time, the two became friends despite their initial conflict.

In Luo Chen's view, Zhou Hui perfectly fit his stereotype of a big, simple-minded guy, who was single-minded but didn't have any bad intentions.

All I can say is that it truly lives up to its reputation as a body refinement technique.

Only someone with this kind of personality can persevere and toughen up their body day after day.

As time went on.

The information about Huangdao Mountain was inevitably leaked.

Luo Chen was also shocked when he first learned of it.

"A peerless divine weapon is indeed being forged on Huangdao Mountain."

"It is also an imperial weapon prepared by the Prince of Zhenbei for his ascension to the throne!"

Zhou scratched his head and spoke.

As a first-class power in the northern border, Fengmai Mountain was specially summoned by the King of Zhenbei to witness this grand occasion.

Naturally, they knew some inside information.

Otherwise, even the Prince of Zhenbei could not have gathered so much support without a specific reason.

"Awesome!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a curse.

He hadn't expected that the one from the North would be the first to lose his composure.

This is quite different from the way the Prince of Zhenbei did things before.

Is victory assured, or a desperate gamble?

Luo Chen couldn't see it clearly.

Fortunately, his current identity is just a minor demon-suppressing captain. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up, so it's not particularly conspicuous.

I think so?

Luo Chen thought about his ranking on the Hidden Dragon List again and felt somewhat insecure.

"When will this imperial artifact be successfully forged?"

Luo Chen asked.

Zhou shook his head and simply said, "It should be soon, but it seems like something's still missing."

"Everyone is waiting!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen nodded in understanding.

"By the way, are you going to the banquet for prodigies hosted by His Highness the Crown Prince tomorrow?"

Zhou seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"Since His Highness has invited me, I must go and join in the fun."

Luo Chen didn't like crowds, but he couldn't refuse Wu Tianqiong's invitation.

"I will travel with Brother Luo tomorrow."

"No problem."

Luo Chen has no objection.

Although Zhou Hui was much older than him, after winning against him a few times, the other party started calling him Brother Luo directly.

Luo Chen didn't care.

Wang Yue is almost a decade older than him, but he still calls him "boss" all the time.

In this world, strength ultimately speaks.

……

The sun rises and the moon sets.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the gathering of geniuses organized by Wu Tianqiong.

On the mountainside of Huangdao Mountain, white jade steps wind upwards, and a magnificent building with carved beams and painted rafters is built against the mountain.

Various fierce-looking heroes from the North ascended the steps.

Luo Chen and Zhou Hui arranged to go to the banquet together, and Luo Chen seemed relaxed.

After climbing a thousand steps, we entered the palace.

The light was like molten gold, and the walls were adorned with ink paintings of landscapes. Rows of sandalwood tables were arranged in a row, and various kinds of fruits and dishes were on display, which were both colorful and fragrant.

Zhou's eyes lit up. As a body-training enthusiast, he expended a lot of energy, so he had no resistance to food.

He immediately pulled Luo Chen to a random place to sit down, picked up the spiritual fruit on the table, and started eating.

The two were not seated near the front, but because of their status, they still became the focus of attention despite their location.

Some were curious, some smiled, some were disdainful... all kinds of eyes turned to look at them.

Zhou Hui was a big, burly man who was only concerned with finishing the food in front of him.

Luo Chen's eyes remained calm and undisturbed.

"Young Master Yuan Yan of the Crimson Sky Sword Sect has arrived."

"The Zhuge family is renowned, and the Zhuge star has arrived."

"The Exquisite Purple Palace, the Exquisite Saintess has arrived."

As announcements were made and distinguished figures took the stage, the banquet gradually became lively.

Just when everyone thought it was about time...

The two announcements instantly drew everyone's attention.

"The Primordial Sword Abyss, the Holy Son of Haotian has arrived!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

As the last two announcements were made.

The hall fell silent for a moment, and when two noble-looking young men entered through the door, the group of prodigies stood up.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

"The Holy Son of Haotian".

Luo Chen followed suit and stood up to welcome them.

His gaze fell on the two people's heads, and he sent a probe over.

[Wu Tianqiong (Half-Step Dharma Aspect): 34/1300.]

[Li Haotian (Peak of Divine Intent): 39/960.]

With a smile on his face, Wu Tianqiong glanced around with his gray eyes and sat down at the front.

Li Haotian, carrying a long sword on his back, sat down on the left side of the head of the table.

"This young master is quite something!"

Luo Chen sighed, realizing that he had examined almost all of the Northern Territory's prodigies who had attended.

No one can break through the Dharma Form before the age of forty.

This demonstrates its difficulty.

But Wu Tianqiong actually took half a step forward first.

This half-step difference could give them a lead of at least ten years over the geniuses present.

He truly deserves to be hailed as the greatest man in the North for a thousand years.

Great reputations are never undeserved.

Looking at his realm on his panel, Luo Chen sighed with genuine emotion.

After Wu Tianqiong took his seat, he gestured for everyone to sit down.

"You are all the future of my North, let us drink this cup together."

He lifted the wine glass from the table.

Luo Chen raised his cup to the head of the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Wu Tianqiong began to speak eloquently, trying to build relationships with the group of geniuses.

The Holy Son of the Ancient Sword Abyss beside him was drinking his wine without saying a word.

But no one can ignore him.

After all, among the three top-tier forces in the Northern Territory, the reputation of the Ancient Sword Abyss resounded throughout the Nine Provinces.

Apart from the Prince of Zhenbei's residence, no one present had a higher status than this person.

The gathering of outstanding talents is simply a chance for them to get to know each other and learn from one another.

"Your arrival is a warm welcome to our Prince's Palace."

"But in recent days, the conflict has escalated, and even a genius has fallen because of it."

"One of the purposes of this gathering is to allow everyone to learn from each other, and for all to witness this together. We'll stop here!"

"We must never allow such a tragedy to happen again."

As Wu Tianqiong finished speaking, some of the young people were already unable to contain themselves.

After Luo Chen finished eating and drinking, he heard Wu Tianqiong's words from above.

These forces, which already harbored grudges, came together.

Although it was supposed to be a friendly spar, swords have no eyes, and bloodshed and death did not uncommon.

The Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion was probably under some pressure, which is why they sent Wu Tianqiong to intervene.

These words were also meant for the forces behind them.

During this special period.

The Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion did not want any accidents to happen, and the grudges between the various forces were limited to the younger generation's sparring, stopping short of a confrontation.

Luo Chen, who was in the corner, perked up and prepared to watch the show.

He was meeting most of these people for the first time, so naturally no one challenged him.

Luo Chen seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at the location of Zhuge Xing.

Coincidentally, Zhuge Xing was also looking in this direction.

The two looked at each other.

Luo Chen was taken aback, picked up his wine glass, gestured to the other person, and smiled.

Zhuge Xing looked at him intently, and they remained silent.