Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Autumn is high and fresh.

Fallen leaves drift down.

Stepping through the morning dew, Luo Chen, dressed in a neat white robe, once again put on the human skin mask, transforming into Wang Yong's appearance.

We arrived at the harbor of Xuanshui Lake.

As night fell, the flower boats that had been drifting on the lake began to dock.

Luo Chen looked around but did not see the flower boat from that day.

With a gentle shake of his head, he stepped across the water and headed towards the island in the center of the lake.

The passing ships were not surprised by this scene.

After all, the Zhuang family has been located in the center of Xuan Shui Lake for many years, and martial artists can be seen walking on the waves here every day.

We arrived at the island in the middle of the lake.

Luo Chen's eyes flashed as he looked at the young man standing in the central pavilion.

He stepped forward and presented the visiting card.

"General Manager Wang, please!"

The member of the Zhuge family smiled and gestured for him to enter.

Before him, a token floated in the void, causing ripples in the space and opening a passage.

Without a second thought, Luo Chen plunged inside.

This disciple of the Zhuge family followed along.

The entrance to the secret realm slowly closed.

The disciples of the Zhuge family received the token that fell from the void.

Luo Chen felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, which then returned to light in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

This small, secluded place, thanks to the years of management and construction by the Xuan Shui family, exudes an ancient charm.

Pavilions and towers stand in rows, with red bricks and green tiles, and carved beams and painted rafters.

The entrance is located in a pavilion specially built in the center of a secret realm.

Luo Chen's divine sense stirred slightly, and he turned his head to look to one side.

It was a ruin, with the aura of the Dharma Aspect Realm lingering in the void.

It was clear that a major battle had taken place not long ago.

"Please come in, Chief Commander Wang. The Patriarch is already waiting for you in the council hall."

Luo Chen nodded slightly and followed.

Inside the council chamber.

Zhuge Xiuming was discussing the matter with several elders of the family.

"Is there still no news from Xing'er?"

The Second Elder gently shook his head.

"Patriarch, according to the intelligence I've gathered, that brat Luo Chen has already entered Tianyu Prefecture with the army."

"Xing'er hasn't returned yet, is it...?"

The Second Elder didn't say the last sentence.

But everyone present knows what he meant.

"Impossible! My son is a genius, how could he..."

Zhuge Xiuming rebuked him angrily, but his heart was filled with fear and unease.

Just as the hall fell into dead silence.

An announcement came from the doorway.

"Master, the Chief of the Demon Suppression Division has arrived."

Zhuge Xiuming calmed himself down and muttered to himself, "It's the Demon Suppression Division again!"

In no time at all.

Luo Chen then stepped into the council hall.

Looking around, I saw that everyone present had the surname Zhuge.

He immediately understood that the bookmaker was probably finished.

Zhuge Xiuming calmed down and touched the human skin mask on his face.

He sat upright in the main seat and spoke in the tone of the head of the family.

"Brother Wang, please have a seat."

"May I ask what brings you here, Brother Wang?"

Luo Chen chuckled and spoke.

"I wonder if the owner of the estate still recognizes this?"

Luo Chen reached out, and an ancient-looking jade pendant appeared in his palm.

Click!

Zhuge Xiuming's emotions, which had just calmed down, surged again. He suddenly widened his eyes, his gaze almost bursting out of their sockets.

How could he not recognize this jade pendant?

It was Zhuge Xing's personal spatial treasure.

Now this private item is in someone else's hands!

Zhuge Xiuming slammed his fist on the table and stood up, causing the tabletop to shatter into countless wood chips.

He stared intently at Luo Chen standing opposite him and asked, word by word.

"Who are you?"

The elders of the Zhuge family all stood up, their auras rising, and the dome of the council hall showed signs of collapsing.

"who I am?"

Luo Chen laughed loudly and ripped off his mask.

"Luo Chen!"

"Luo Chen, you brat, how dare you deliver yourself to my doorstep!"

In an instant, all six elders of the Zhuge family, including Zhuge Xiuming, made their move.

They wanted to suppress Luo Chen as soon as possible.

Luo Chen scoffed at this and didn't bother with these people.

His aura erupted like the earth's veins, violent and intense.

A majestic statue of a deity stands tall in the secret realm, overlooking the area below.

Luo Chen stood high in the sky, and the Dharma Image of the Prison Guardian extended a palm, covering the sky and pressing down downwards.

Inside the broken council chamber.

Zhuge Xiuming and the other elders looked up through the open-air dome and felt a chill run through their bodies.

An immense pressure swept over everything.

Everyone, including Zhuge Xiuming, turned deathly pale.

"The Realm of Dharma Appearance!"

"A Buddha's appearance at age 20!"

A secluded retreat within a secret realm.

Two angry roars followed in quick succession.

"presumptuous!"

"Young man, spare his life!"

Luo Chen ignored him and slammed his palm down, leaving a huge palm print on the ground.

[Slay Zhuge Xiuming (Divine Heart Profound) and steal 350 years of his lifespan!]

[Slay Zhuge Hongguang (Divine Will Formation) and steal 148 years of his lifespan!]

[Killed...]

The entire Mysterious Water Realm was thrown into complete chaos.

Luo Chen looked back and saw two more illusory images of Dharma forms appear in the world.

[Zhuge Shi (Mid-stage Dharma Aspect): 1189/1300.]

[Zhuge Ping (Late Stage of Dharma Form): 1230/1390.]

"Turns out they're two old guys."

Luo Chen looked at the two old men opposite him, completely unconcerned.

But I felt no relaxation at all.

"A young child."

"Today, I, this old man, will taste what it's like to hunt down a genius!"

The two strategists were furious.

They practiced the Dharma Image Techniques passed down from the Zhuge family.

The form of the Purple Lightning Thunder God.

As soon as he made his move, the purple sea of ​​lightning surged, and bolts of lightning raged across the heavens and earth.

Feeling the destructive aura brewing within the sea of ​​lightning.

The image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the guardian deity of the prison, is depicted with hands clasped together, radiating brilliant golden light, while a yin-yang wheel slowly rises and falls behind him.

boom!

The entire Xuan Shui Secret Realm was teetering on the brink of collapse under the divine powers of the three Dharma Images.

The earth collapsed, plunging into an endless void.

The disciples of the Zhuge family from all directions watched in despair as the three Dharma images fought in the sky.

Even if an ancestor intended to protect them, the effect was minimal, especially for some clansmen without martial arts cultivation.

His body exploded in the aftermath of the battle, and he died.

This scene left the two old men above furious.

"My Zhuge family is finished!"

"You won't get away with this either!"

Rumble!

The aura of the Thunder God's Dharma form rose another notch, and two thick thunder dragons emerged from the sea of ​​thunder, coiling around its body.

The two enormous Dharma images went berserk and attacked Luo Chen recklessly.

They only attack and never defend, trading blows for blows.

For a time, Luo Chen was forced to retreat steadily, and even his golden Dharma body showed some cracks.

Facing two berserk Dharma Aspect Realm beings, both of whom were at a higher level than him, he really had to take them seriously.

The immense divine intent was released, causing the surrounding void to tremble and distort.

An invisible and intangible celestial blade was born from nothingness.

Luo Chen unleashed the sword technique he had comprehended from the "Scroll of Time" for the first time—the Heavenly Blade of Time!

The Heavenly Blade pierced through the air, instantly cutting through the void and striking one of the people between the eyebrows.

This Dharma Image Realm being already nearing the end of its lifespan, its dilapidated and depleted life wheel collapsed with a deafening roar!

The soul perished, the body decayed, and the Dharma image bathed in a sea of ​​thunder gradually dissipated.

"What kind of supernatural power?"

The patriarch in the later stages of the Dharma Formation stage looked horrified.

In all his years of life, he had never witnessed such bizarre supernatural powers.

In an instant, fear that had not appeared for hundreds of years once again filled my heart.