The whole class transmigrates to cultivate immortality, and I return with a sacred weapon.

Unnamed peaks on the outer edge of the mountain range.

Chen Lin sat cross-legged on it, and the spiritual energy around him was forcibly plundered, forming a vortex in the frenzy, which continued to expand.

The newly opened Sea of ​​Bitterness was only the size of a mountain spring, within which divine power flowed, washing away the surrounding chaos.

Chen Lin was not surprised that the Sea of ​​Bitterness was expanding at an extremely rapid pace.

Back on the Tianheng Continent, his talent, though not as great as those prodigies like the Taiyin and Taiyang Sacred Body, was still considerable.

Upon closer examination, he discovered that his cultivation talent was exactly the same as that of his body on the Tianheng Continent.

"Is the body on Tianheng Continent a copy of the original? Or were we not merely transmigrated souls?"

Chen Lin's expression darkened slightly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Having crossed two realms, is one's soul still whole?

The Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death trembled slightly, enveloping the entire body.

Under his control, the laws of life and death explored every corner of his body, including his soul.

After more than ten breaths, Chen Lin suddenly opened his eyes.

"Deep within my soul lies an extremely faint remnant of spatial laws, which I myself was unaware of unless I used the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death."

A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and his thoughts raced.

The spatial laws are unfamiliar and do not belong to me.

The ability to simultaneously transport the souls of over forty people, including himself, to the Tianheng Continent is a skill possessed only by Great Saints or even Quasi-Emperors who are masters of spatial manipulation.

Suppressing his surprise and doubt, Chen Lin silently activated the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen his Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Two hundred years ago, he was able to rise from a small sect to the Yin-Yang Holy Land, and that was not just due to his talent.

With the spiritual energy of Earth recovering and the situation in chaos, only by rapidly becoming stronger can one uncover the truth behind the time travel.

The vortex of spiritual energy only stopped when it expanded to a radius of 100 meters.

Divine power surged within the sea of ​​suffering, crashing against its edge.

As the Sea of ​​Bitterness expanded, it gradually took on the initial form of a Sea of ​​Bitterness belonging to Chen Lin.

The Bitter Sea was not a single color, but black and white. Initially, they were clearly distinct, but as Chen Lin's cultivation improved, the black and white colors intertwined continuously, and the divine power in the entire Bitter Sea surged endlessly.

Ten minutes later, Chen Lin opened his eyes, slowly exhaled, and the vortex of spiritual energy dissipated.

The scene within his body, a sea of ​​suffering, had already undergone a dramatic transformation.

The black and white colors rotate endlessly, like a natural Tai Chi diagram, where life and death change, and everything happens in the blink of an eye.

Chen Lin stood up. "Finally, the Bitter Sea Realm is stable."

The lake, which was once the size of a mountain spring, has now expanded ten thousand times, forming a giant lake.

At this moment, the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death emitted a wisp of energy.

Chen Lin frowned and looked into the distance.

Several dark shadows were rapidly approaching in the sky.

Those are official fighter jets.

At the same time, he also sensed several familiar spiritual weapon auras.

Ren Ke, Lin Yu, and Xu Mingyuan, among others.

Chen Lin understood immediately; these people had probably sensed the fluctuations in spiritual energy on this side of the mountain range.

He left home and came here in order to avoid revealing himself.

I didn't expect them to be so fast.

After a moment's thought, Chen Lin put away the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death, and with a few leaps, his figure disappeared from the mountaintop.

He concealed his aura and looked at this place from a distance.

Two minutes later, two fighter jets flew overhead, followed by a loud explosion.

A beam of icy blue light followed closely behind and landed on the summit.

It was Ren Ke; the Yao Guang Arrow emitted wisps of cold air, protecting her body.

After looking around, her delicate features were filled with doubt.

"There is indeed spiritual energy gathering here, so why is there nothing unusual about it?"

Undeterred, she used the Yao Guang Arrow to investigate, but still found nothing.

A helicopter hovered on the summit, and several familiar faces disembarked.

Huang Zheng'an and several law enforcement officers were taken aback when they saw Ren Ke.

"Director Huang arrived quite quickly." Ren Ke's voice was calm, revealing no emotional fluctuation.

Huang Zheng'an asked, "Ren, what happened here?"

Ren Ke shook her head, "I just arrived, I don't know either."

During the pause in their conversation, several more classmates arrived.

Lin Yu, Xu Mingyuan, Li Xinran, and four other classmates.

Chen Lin thought for a moment, but did not appear.

Among these people, Ren Ke has already reached the Bitter Sea Realm, while the others have just opened up the Bitter Sea Realm.

Their natal weapons can help them absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making their cultivation speed far superior to that of complete novices.

After some searching, the group didn't find anything particularly special.

Huang Zheng'an also dispatched several team members to use some kind of instrument to start probing in all directions.

Lin Yu asked, "Ren Ke, you're here early. What exactly happened here?"

Ren Ke said he didn't know either.

Lin Yu paced around the mountaintop. "How strange! Such a massive fluctuation of spiritual energy dissipated so quickly, leaving no trace. Could it be that a powerful cultivator was practicing there?"

Xu Mingyuan said, "Impossible. Anyone whose cultivation can cause such a commotion must be at least a master of the Dao Palace Realm."

They all understood that there were no cultivators on Earth in the past.

Although the spiritual energy of Blue Star has been restored, it has only been less than two hours. How could anyone have cultivated to the Dao Palace Secret Realm?

While they were discussing, Chen Lin was also deep in thought, stroking his chin in the distance.

A few seconds later, he had a plan.

The Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death appeared in his palm, and a power belonging to a sacred weapon quietly rose into the sky, pressing down in all directions.

hum...

The moment Shengwei appeared, everyone stumbled and fell to the ground.

They could only barely look up at the sky.

At that moment, a seven-colored light suddenly appeared in the sky, instantly covering the sky within a radius of ten miles, and an ancient and ancient aura rose and grew stronger.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Lin Yu struggled and roared. He tried to get up, but found that his body was completely immobilized.

A look of horror flashed in Ren Ke's eyes.

"The pressure of a Saint Realm expert—how could there possibly be a Saint on Blue Star? No, it's a Saint Weapon."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone on the summit to hear clearly.

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

They knew what a saint was.

In their two hundred years of cultivation, they had only ever heard of saints in legends; they had never even heard of them, let alone seen or heard of them.

Only Ren Ke was fortunate enough to have seen the sacred weapon.

This pressure definitely belongs to the Saint Realm. There can't be Saints on Blue Star, so it can only be a Saint Weapon.

After the initial shock, the others came to their senses, and their eyes reddened.

This is a sacred weapon, a peerless treasure powerful enough to suppress an entire lineage.

But none of them could move their bodies even an inch.

Something has come out.

Li Xinran stared intently at the seven-colored light in the sky.

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw a portal vaguely appearing, gradually solidifying.

A few breaths later, they could see clearly the enormous bronze gate in the sky that almost reached the heavens and stood upright.

A vast pressure far exceeding that before swept over, causing Ren Ke and other young people who had just embarked on the path of cultivation to cough up blood and become listless. In contrast, ordinary people like Huang Zheng'an were not affected in the slightest.

Ren Ke stared intently at the bronze door. The Saint Realm aura emanating from it was undeniable, but the ancient bronze door also carried an aura of decay.

This was her chance.

The passage of time has eroded the power of the bronze gate, which is why these small fry were able to survive under the pressure of the Holy Realm.

Once the wisp of holy might had dissipated, Ren Ke unleashed the Yao Guang Arrow with all his might, hoping to catch a glimpse of the world beyond the bronze gate.

Its reappearance is probably due to the revival of spiritual energy.

The eyes of the others also held a look of madness.

This must be a legacy left over from the ancient times of Earth.

Its reappearance in the world due to the revival of spiritual energy is precisely the opportunity for cultivators like ourselves.