Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

This is a gathering of northern elites.

It proceeded in full swing for about ten days.

Not far from Huangdao Mountain, the makeshift martial arts arena was bustling with activity.

Although this is a competition among the younger generation.

However, these prodigies are all future successors in their respective fields.

To some extent, it is also a contest of the strength and future prospects of all parties.

These past few days, Luo Chen has been watching with great interest.

They exclaimed that it was wonderful and exciting.

Just as he expected, no one would challenge him.

No one his age has reached his level of understanding!

Those who are at the same level as him are all several years older than him!

Challenging Luo Chen, winning doesn't prove anything, but losing means losing all face and becoming a stepping stone for Luo Chen.

These exceptional talents also understood the situation clearly.

Except for that idiot Zhou Hui, who gets provoked a few times and then challenges him.

Luo Chen only learned about it later from Zhou Hui.

The reason he came to challenge him was because Zhuge Xing had whispered a few words in his ear, which piqued his interest.

The Zhuge family and Duanmai Mountain have a good relationship.

Luo Chen wasn't surprised when he heard this.

Their relationship has gradually deteriorated, although neither of them is at fault and the cause is not between them.

However, when it comes to differences in stance, even a small misunderstanding can cause two people to drift further apart...

"I heard that the head of the Zhuge family has also come this time."

Luo Chen stroked his chin.

He had investigated the Zhuge family; after all, they were potential enemies.

The Zhuge family is considered a first-class family in the northern border, with a Dharma Master in charge.

For such a family to produce a genius at the peak of the Divine Intent realm around the age of thirty, Zhuge Xing must be quite something.

The first and second realms can be achieved by accumulating resources, while the Divine Intent realm can also be broken through by relying on a bit of comprehension and a huge amount of resources.

However, after reaching the Dharma form, it requires great perseverance, great opportunity, and great fortune to break through.

Otherwise, the number of martial artists in the world wouldn't have decreased so rapidly once the Dharma Aspect Realm was reached.

There are no longer any Martial Saints at the sixth realm on the surface.

Although Huangdao Mountain is now home to many outstanding talents.

However, in Luo Chen's view, less than half of these people will be able to break through to the Dharma Aspect Realm before they turn one hundred years old.

It's important to know that they all have powerful forces supporting them.

Just as the Heavenly Pride Tournament was about to end.

North of Huangdao Mountain.

A luxurious chariot arrived from the sky.

The chariot is carved with images of a soaring roc on all four sides, its spirit naturally revealed.

A magnificent, azure-blue beast, resembling a horse, with extraordinary steeds, was pulling a chariot, its feet resting on flowing clouds.

Four veiled maids stood on the four sides of the carriage; all of them were at the Divine Intent Realm.

A clear, crisp voice came from the mouth of a maid.

It attracted a lot of attention.

"The Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens of Beihai have come at your invitation!"

"Hahaha, please, goddess!"

At the summit of Huangdao Mountain, the deep laughter of the Prince of Zhenbei echoed.

The chariot transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the mountain peak.

Thus, the three top-tier forces in the Northern Territory—the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, the Ancient Sword Abyss, and the final Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens of the North Sea—have all come together.

The top of the Imperial Road Mountain.

The scorching heat became increasingly apparent, even emanating through the large array that enveloped it.

The sky and void seemed to distort, and waves of oppressive power spread unconsciously.

It seems that this imperial artifact is about to be successfully forged.

Luo Chen gazed at the mountain peak, a sense of anticipation filling his heart.

……

Three days later.

At the Demon Suppression Division camp, everyone assembled upon receiving a command.

The three Demon Suppression Camps on Huangdao Mountain housed several thousand martial artists at the second realm or above, not including the Demon Suppression Captains guarding the four corners of the northern border.

This demonstrates the immense power they wield.

Ninety-nine percent of the forces that came this time were no match for the Demon Suppression Division.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Demon Suppression Division, who commands all Demon Suppression Guards in the Northern Territory.

He himself was a powerful being who had achieved Nirvana, and his fame spread far and wide.

Without his full support, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion might not have been able to suppress the northern border for so many years.

The gathering of the Demon Suppression Division was naturally at the behest of this general.

This was also the first time Luo Chen had met the supreme commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

Long Quan, Commander-in-Chief of the Demon Suppression Division!

He stood atop a nine-story platform, his black dragon-patterned robe fluttering even without wind.

A strand of frost fell from his forehead, his pupils were deep and narrow, and when he raised his eyes, he exuded an imposing aura without anger, his eyes filled with the countless corpses he had trodden over.

He exuded no killing intent whatsoever, yet the surrounding天地气机 (the energy of heaven and earth) circulated around him.

He looked around and remained silent.

Luo Chen, hiding in the corner, shrank back. For some reason, he felt as if the other person had glanced at him.

This is not an illusion.

If we were to ask who the most famous person in the Demon Suppression Division is in recent years, it would undoubtedly be himself.

The speed of progress is extremely fast.

Countless forces were amazed.

Ultimately, only a minority of forces wanted to win Luo Chen over; no single power desired his rise to power.

Luo Chen's rise to power overshadowed the prodigies of various factions.

So, on the other hand...

Luo Chen's identity as a Demon Suppression Captain truly shielded him from a lot of trouble.

No force dared to test the sharpness of the blade in the hands of the Demon Suppression Division.

In the past two years, the issuance of the demon-slaying order has silenced all parties.

Those usually arrogant and domineering members of aristocratic families have become much more low-key.

If the Prince of Zhenbei succeeds this time, the momentum will be there, and his call to conquer the world will naturally be met with overwhelming support.

If they fail, the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion may suffer a severe blow.

Your prestige will also decline significantly.

In the crowd, Luo Chen secretly sent a probe.

【Dragon Power (Nine Rebirths): 1190/2100.】

A being at the pinnacle of Nirvana!

This was also the strongest person Luo Chen had ever seen.

Human warriors at the fifth realm have a lifespan of around two thousand years.

Of course, for someone at this level, finding some longevity elixirs would be easy, and their lifespan would likely be between two and three thousand years.

Luo Chen then thought of Li Changsheng, whose immense lifespan surpassed even that of some divine beings.

It truly lives up to its name, which embodies the concept of longevity.

Just as Luo Chen was lost in thought...

Long Quan, who was on the high platform, spoke.

"Tomorrow, the divine weapon will be forged. You all must guard the four directions. Any villains must be killed without mercy!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it echoed throughout Huangdao Mountain, reaching the ears of many powerful figures.

"Yes, sir!"

The members of the Demon Suppression Division received their orders, their voices resounding through the sky.

The sound gradually subsided.

Long Quan's deep eyes fell on the back of the crowd.

Luo Chen...

He hid behind Xiao Xiuzhu, appearing very calm.

Silently repeating in my heart, "You can't see me, you can't see me."

But what you fear most is what comes to pass.

The general's next words completely disheartened Luo Chen.

"Demon Suppression Captain Luo Chen, come with me."

Everyone's eyes turned to look at them.

Xiao Xiuzhu's forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and he quickly stepped aside.

My dear brother, I can't take it anymore.

Being watched by the general put him under a lot of pressure.

Luo Chen felt somewhat helpless; one shouldn't be too outstanding.

He headed toward the platform, and the crowd automatically made way for him.

In the distance, Zhuge Xing stared intently at Luo Chen's back, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Luo Chen didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps the general was simply offering his congratulations to an outstanding subordinate.

It doesn't mean anything else.

Just as he followed the Demon Suppression Division commander into the pavilion atop Huangdao Mountain.

The first words Long Quan spoke.

This left him somewhat at a loss.

"I've been watching you for a long time; your methods, temperament, and talent are all top-notch."

"This vast Demon Suppression Division is still lacking a successor!"

"Luo Chen! I'm asking you, do you have a master?"