Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

On the battlefield.

Luo Chen turned his head slightly, looking at the Dharma Image that was charging towards him.

His body swayed precariously under the terrifying pressure.

"Kid, die!"

A celestial palace statue gently stroked the strings of a pipa, the strings vibrating, sending terrifying sound waves piercing through like sharp swords.

Behind the battlefield.

Standing on the high platform, Lin Zhuo frowned slightly and called out softly.

"Old Lin!"

Beside him appeared an old man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, who looked extremely old.

I received the young master's order.

Only then did the Dharma Image, referred to as Elder Lin, make his move.

In an instant, he crossed the battlefield for more than ten miles and arrived at Luo Chen's side.

The withered hand gently gripped Luo Chen's shoulder.

The old man paused slightly.

Before the attack arrived, the two figures had already disappeared from the spot.

As the two disappeared, the ground was instantly leveled by the attack, as if it had been cleaved open by a sharp sword, leaving it smooth and flat.

The Dharma Image of Xianle Palace was unwilling, and hatred flashed in its eyes.

The death of her most talented successor in this generation filled her with rage.

However, they were blocked by the Great Martial Dharma Image that followed closely behind, and the two began to fight again.

Luo Chen swayed, suppressing his power, and was taken to the command platform at the back.

The withered hand that had been resting on his shoulder was withdrawn.

Old Lin glanced at Luo Chen with his gray eyes, then touched his palm.

Just a moment ago, he felt that he had really grown old.

Faced with a divine being, I felt so insignificant, as if I were trying to shake an immovable mountain.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly.

So much so that he was incredulous, somewhat dazed, and subconsciously began to deny it.

Perhaps it was a protective charm given to me by the General.

As he silently thought to himself, Old Lin's figure gradually disappeared.

[Lin Yi (Mid-stage of Dharma Imagery): 1190/1201.]

Luo Chen looked at the figures fading away beside him and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Thank you for saving me, senior."

He then turned to the young man opposite him, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Junior Brother! How have you been?"

Lin Zhuo smiled at him, holding a large flag in his hand, directing the four sides of the battlefield.

"Luo Chen greets Second Senior Brother."

"No need for formalities, Junior Brother is amazing. Master's judgment has finally improved."

Luo Chen was puzzled when he heard this.

He looked at the top of the other person's head.

[Lin Zhuo (Ungraded): 34/67.]

He was surprised, given his current perspective.

It can be seen that Lin Zhuo had practiced martial arts before, and his skill level was not low.

Unexpectedly, he is now just an ordinary person with no cultivation.

But he had no intention of reopening old wounds.

He then asked a question.

"Second Senior Brother, that senior from just now..."

Lin Zhuo paused slightly, fearing that his junior brother might complain about their master, and then explained.

"Elder Lin was sent by my family to protect me after my cultivation was destroyed."

Luo Chen was slightly taken aback, as if something was going through his mind.

Lin Zhuo gave his junior brother a serious look.

"My master said that true geniuses are blessed with good fortune and can always turn danger into safety."

"Therefore, his disciples cannot be protected young masters, but rather proud individuals who have stepped over the corpses of countless enemies."

Finally, Lin Zhuo faced the battlefield and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"I have disappointed my master. Eight years ago, my cultivation was crippled, which is why my family sent Elder Lin to protect me."

Luo Chen remained silent.

He thought to himself that Longquan had given him two choices back then.

It seems that Lin Zhuo's matter has shaken his standards for training apprentices.

One is comfortable, the other is dangerous; the choice is yours.

Lin Zhuo waved the large flag in his hand, and a series of instructions were transmitted through the Great Wu Army Flag in his hand.

As time went on.

The scales of victory gradually tipped in favor of Da Wu.

Finally, at the highest point of the sky, a great being who had attained Nirvana bled, and the golden body of the Buddha statue collapsed.

Wu Shuang, the Palace Master, could not fight against so many opponents. Looking at the corpse of the abbot of Sunset Temple, he left with resentment in his eyes.

The fighting spirit in Su Zhi's eyes gradually faded, and cracks appeared on his golden Dharma body.

Seeing the two Nirvana beings who were determined to escape, they had no choice but to leave one behind.

With their morale completely shattered, the troops at Giant Bear Pass collapsed and retreated in the blink of an eye.

"Da Wu!"

"Da Wu!"

Countless soldiers raised their weapons, their morale soaring.

Lin Zhuo waved his banner and pressed his advantage.

A dense, black torrent surged into Giant Bear Pass, and this majestic pass changed hands forever!

distance.

Wu Tianqiong arrived covered in blood, carrying a corpse in his hand—none other than the prodigy of Shenfeng Manor.

"Hahaha, that's great!"

He laughed loudly, blood gushing from his left arm, leaving a sword wound.

Clearly, the victory was not easy.

After all, he was renowned, and any genius who dared to challenge him couldn't be too bad.

"Give him a proper burial!"

Wu Tianqiong threw the corpse to the guards in the army formation.

He turned to look at the command post and said with a smile.

"Luo Chen, so it's you who's here."

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Luo Chen stepped down from the command platform and clasped his hands in a salute.

"There's no need for such formalities between us."

Wu Tianqiong patted Luo Chen on the shoulder and said kindly.

Luo Chen simply smiled and remained silent.

The two of them looked up at the sky.

Faced with the siege of five powerful figures, the old master of Shenfeng Manor in the center looked helpless.

The azure sword intent surrounding him gradually dissipated.

"Gentlemen, I concede defeat."

"I am willing to belong to the Great Wu."

The five Nirvana Venerables of the Great Martial Realm also stopped fighting.

One of the women had a complicated expression, because she had also joined Da Wu in the same way.

If there are no costs involved, joining Dawu is a worthwhile opportunity.

Unfortunately, Da Wu was far from at ease.

The Great Wu is now conquering the world, and it is impossible for someone with Nirvana Realm power to be slaughtered at will.

With a wave of his hand, Su Zhi sent a jade bottle into the palm of the old manor lord opposite him.

"Only by taking this God-Slaying Pill can you survive."

The old manor lord's expression changed several times, but having lived for over a thousand years and possessing profound cultivation, how could he willingly perish?

He looked around at the five Nirvana statues, each eyeing him menacingly.

The old manor lord gritted his teeth, took out the Meteorite Pill, and swallowed it.

From then on, he was shackled, and his martial arts mindset was also restricted, making it difficult to make any progress.

"Hahaha!"

"A resounding victory!"

Seeing that the outcome was already decided, Su Zhi laughed loudly, his laughter echoing throughout the Giant Bear Pass.

The alliance of all forces in the Giant Bear Pass collapsed instantly, and they went their separate ways.

The Da Wu army pressed their advantage and pursued the enemy.

They swept across three thousand miles, and all the cities along the way opened their gates wide to welcome them.

Faced with the overwhelming power of the Great Wu, these cities did not put up a stubborn resistance.

Those factions with ulterior motives have already moved away.

All that remained were the small and medium-sized forces that had chosen to submit, and the common people in the city who had no other choice.

……

March passed in the blink of an eye.

Winter is coming, and the wind and moon are falling.

As Da Wu crossed the Giant Bear Pass, he entered Xizhao Prefecture.

The political landscape in Xizhao Prefecture was changing rapidly. All the factions that chose to submit came to Juxiong Pass to pay their respects to the Great Wu Prince.

Among them, there was only one first-class power, that is, a power with Nirvana Realm experts.

Inside the newly built imperial palace in Guanzhong.

Wu Tianqiong sat in the main seat and personally received them.

These were the leaders of small and medium-sized forces who did not choose to resist in the Giant Bear Pass.

Da Wu naturally welcomes it.

They wanted to quickly stabilize the newly conquered territories.

With the involvement of various forces, things will accelerate considerably.

Luo Chen sat beside his second senior brother Lin Zhuo, quietly watching the negotiations take place.