"to be honest."

"Shenxu Dizang is not what I thought."

Stepping through the door and looking at the scene in front of him, Su Chen was a little stunned.

Dao trace.

There are too many Dao marks.

Moreover, what caught his eyes were all Dao marks of the Second Realm.

There are so many Dao Traces that they are almost like the shining stars in the night sky of Ksitigarbha World, and they are simply impossible to count.

"How many Second Realm cultivators have perished here?"

"Dozens, or hundreds..."

"And this is only the number of Dao marks in the second realm."

"There must be Dao Marks from the Third Realm, but I just can't see the number clearly."

Su Chen sighed, his eyes filled with shock.

What really concerned him was that there were so many of these second-level Dao Marks that they were almost defenseless and within his reach.

As for the reason.

The Ksitigarbha world in front of him was bustling with people, full of the atmosphere of fireworks of a human dynasty. In front of him was an imperial city of a dynasty, and all the people coming and going were weak mortals.

Of course, there are also practitioners among them.

Unfortunately.

He follows the path of human cultivation. Although he can also borrow the power of heaven and earth to gain powerful strength, at best he can be compared to the tenth stage of Qi training, which is the limit.

In essence, we are still mortals.

Here, there are no immortal cultivators, only a world made up entirely of mortals.

"This……"

For a moment, Su Chen was silent.

then.

He took a step forward and stepped into this bustling imperial city, feeling the real atmosphere here, so real that it made him feel nostalgic.

"Did you hear that?"

"Recently, the crown prince was deposed."

"Of course I've heard about it. It's a big deal right now. The Crown Prince has always been very close to the young emperor of the enemy country. Unfortunately, this year the two countries clashed, and our Great Xuan army was strong, but we were defeated..."

"Rumor has it that the Crown Prince's position was in jeopardy, so he sold military intelligence to Daning!"

"In that case, the prince deserves to be killed!"

The royal city is bustling and extremely prosperous.

Even though it was getting dark, the lights were still on.

And what people are talking about here is basically the abolition of the crown prince.

Su Chen didn't care about these.

He stretched out his hand and headed towards the Dao mark in the sky.

There is no other meaning.

He just wanted to try and see if these countless second-level Dao marks in the sky were really so within reach. If danger came, like a terrifying fairy beast or a demon god, Su Chen would not be surprised.

but.

Nothing happened.

A second-level Dao mark, like a wandering spirit snake, was swept into Su Chen's body.

Nothing happened.

There are no fairy beasts, nor demon gods.

Only the ten Heavenly Dao Marks in his body became even hungrier.

"Really... within reach."

"It just seems like there's a limit. You can only take one a day."

"This is incredible."

Su Chen was speechless for a moment.

The higher you go on the path to immortality, the narrower the road becomes.

The Dao Marks of the Second Realm, if placed in the Mountain and Sea Realm, each one would cause a bloody storm, and even drive the Heavenly Palace crazy. Not to mention the Nascent Soul, there is also the Divine Transformation Realm. Even the original Second Realm Heavenly Monarchs would rush to snatch it with red eyes.

The road to immortality is rugged, and the higher you go, the fewer high-level ranks there are.

Even if one enters the second realm, it is extremely difficult to increase a second realm Dao mark. It requires the consumption of resources and countless hard work.

If these Dao Traces were released, they would probably allow the Mountain and Sea Realm to regain its ancient glory.

however.

Despite possessing so many Second Realm Dao Traces and such top-level resources, this Ksitigarbha world is a path for human cultivation and does not have any immortal inheritance.

It was as if it was destined that everything would be his.

"Then let's refine the Dao Mark here."

Su Chen stopped in the imperial city.

He found an abandoned house and settled down there.

One second-level Dao mark can be refined in one day.

When the Second Realm of Divine Transformation is complete, there will be one hundred Second Realm Dao Traces.

Su Chen felt that as long as he refined ninety-nine second-level Dao marks and accumulated the size of a second-level perfect Heavenly Monarch, he would be able to step into the eighth-level Eternal Heavenly Soul as he wished.

that's it.

Su Chen settled down in the imperial capital of Daxuan.

At this time, the mortals in the Ksitigarbha world had no idea that a being who was like a god to them had descended here.

……

For seven days in a row, the wind was light, the clouds were clear, and the ancient well was calm.

Su Chen is like this.

The same is true of the Great Xuan Dynasty in the Ksitigarbha world.

"Seven Dao Marks."

"One scar a day is still a little slow."

“Perhaps, when I step into the eighth level of the Immortal Heavenly Soul, the Heavenly Absolute Dao Mark will undergo some changes, and the speed of absorbing the Dao Mark will be able to increase a bit.”

Su Chen was wearing a plain robe. He planted flowers and plants in this abandoned house, loosening the soil and applying fertilizer from time to time. He was not planting any precious medicine, but just had nothing to do and wanted to kill time.

……

Another twenty-three days passed.

In the courtyard.

The flowers bloomed.

The grass is also growing lushly.

Even the trees that were planted have taken shape, with branches and green leaves growing slowly.

"Thirty Dao Marks."

"almost."

Su Chen loosened the soil around the tree.

Here, everything was still peaceful, but the Great Xuan Dynasty in the Ksitigarbha world was turbulent, and the undercurrent could no longer be hidden, trying to break through the darkness and create a huge wave at dawn.

But all this has nothing to do with Su Chen.

"It's just a fight among mortals."

Su Chen fertilized the tree again.

of course.

This is done by feeding and fertilizing with the vital energy of longevity. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the tree to grow so tall and stand here in just thirty days.

Maybe, after he left.

It is not impossible that this tree will grow into the first immortal tree in the Ksitigarbha world.

tonight.

The night wind is cool.

The Daxuantian Prison was cold and damp, but there was a man wearing a gorgeous robe, holding a half-rolled book, and studying hard with a frown in the moonlight shining through the prison window.

The jailers retreated one after another.

Dark place.

A figure came slowly.

"Your Highness."

"The Grand Master has arrived, the path has been forged, it's time to go!"

The shadow was urging him, but the prince, who was holding a half-rolled book, was not in a hurry. His eyes were still on the book until he turned the last page of the half-rolled book, and then his frown relaxed.

But he seemed not to hear the shadow's urging, and continued speaking slowly.

"I have finished reading the half volume of the ancient tomb book that deceived my father into seeking immortality and eventually turned him into a tyrannical ruler."

"It's in the book."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, a great Buddha appeared in the world. He was like a demon god. He opened his mouth and swallowed up a hundred thousand miles of territory and tens of millions of lives, causing the heaven and earth to collapse..."

"Then a green bull appeared, holding up the sky and the earth, biting the sky into pieces, and eating countless stars. Its mighty power was as irreversible as that of a demon fairy. The three thousand kingdoms of Ksitigarbha were in a state of panic all day long..."

"It was also at that time that the practitioners of the Three Thousand Nations realized that martial arts had limits, and that there was an even more terrifying path above the Grandmaster level..."

"A star falls and creates divine fire. Even if a great master approaches, he will be easily burned to dry bones. However, even so, there are still generations of masters and great masters who are determined to die. In the end, they obtain the legend of immortality among the stars..."

The prince was whispering.

Tens of thousands of years is too long.

According to historical records, the most powerful dynasty in the Ksitigarbha world only lasted for three thousand years. Everything that happened ten thousand years ago has long been like ancient smoke and dust, and only remains in the stories of legend.

The way to immortality is even more bizarre. The Grandmaster is the top of the Ksitigarbha world, with a martial arts background, the ultimate in the world, a lifespan of 200 years, a sword that can break mountains, a knife that can cut rivers and seas, and a single person that can rule a country, this is the limit.

"Is there really an immortal way that can swallow up the heavens and the earth, and be as powerful as a god or a devil?"

"perhaps."

“Really?”

"Otherwise, my father, a great master, would not be so obsessed that he would not hesitate to change his temperament and become a tyrant who would exhaust the strength of all people to conquer all directions and search for the whereabouts of the immortal road..."

The young prince asked and answered himself, shook his head, threw it into the brazier in front of him, put on the robe handed to him by the black shadow, and walked out without looking back.

"The immortal path in the storybook is so bizarre, but Father actually believed it."

"It seems."

"He's really old."

"In this case, let me, his most beloved son, see him off! The highest power and the highest throne should belong to the young lion king, not an old lion..."

……

……

Day 90.

The wind is coming.

Then came heavy rain.

In the abandoned house, the strong wind made the flowers and plants in disarray, and many of them were uprooted and swept into the deep night like a tornado.

There is only that big tree, with deep roots, and lush branches and leaves that have been growing in the dark. At this moment, it is blooming with silver flowers.

It is in full bloom.

It was the only one that survived.

"Ten days left."

"It's time for me to achieve the immortality of the eighth level of heavenly soul."

Su Chen sat cross-legged under the tree. Although he felt sorry for the flowers and plants, he didn't care too much. He drank tea quietly, letting the wind and rain blow on his body, watching the drama in the imperial city with great interest.

To him, the disputes among ordinary people in secular dynasties were completely boring, just like the fight between two groups of ants. But sitting there for ninety days was useless as he was doing nothing.

There's nothing wrong with just watching the fun.

The night is lonely.

The wind is cool.

It rained heavily.

Outside the Great Xuanhuang Capital, tonight three thousand men in armor, covered in dust and wind, holding sharp swords, came from the distant frontier, with burning murderous intent in their chests to turn the world upside down.

"The Emperor has no way."

"All the people of the world should chase him away!"

"Please ask Emperor Xuan to abdicate and restore peace to the world..."

There was a Taoist priest, dressed in green, with lightning in his eyes, riding a tall horse. There was a young nobleman, wearing a long robe, holding the horse for him, and they had an unimpeded journey into the imperial city.

Along the way, no one dared to block the way, and no one disturbed them.

This was because the Taoist on horseback was a rare great master in the world who could suppress or kill a dynasty! The young nobleman who led his horse was the former prince.

that's it.

An old man and a young boy came to the palace gate and stopped there.

Just because.

There was an old figure in imperial robes, standing on the palace gate wall like a lion, with his back to them, looking up at the moon in the wind and rain.

He is the Xuan Emperor and also a great master.

"I, am I wrong?"

"I'm right."

“Above the martial arts path, there is also the immortal path. Even if it was once a flash in the pan and buried in the dust of history, there should be someone in the future who will appear and be the first person to seek the immortal path, bring it back, create the dawn, and give it a new life…”

"as well as……"

"Go to the real world!"

“It’s worth any sacrifice for this!”

"so."

"I am not wrong! The ones who are wrong are you, the traitors who are like frogs in the well!"

That night, in the midst of wind and rain, the old Emperor Xuan's eyes were wide open with anger. The wind and rain that swept across the whole city came to a standstill at this moment. He fired the first shot in this grandmaster's decisive battle.

His figure was as fast as the wind, his palm skills were as strong as thunder, and the wind and rain in the sky gathered around him, working with him to kill the foreign enemies!

"Xuan Emperor."

"Why bother?"

"As a Grand Master, why do you even want the last bit of dignity that the new emperor has reserved for you..."

"You are old! Why do you want to die?"

The Taoist in green drew out the long sword in his arms. From then on, the roaring of wind and rain in the sky could no longer make any noise, and all the colors of the imperial city were eclipsed by the thunder.

……

……

Ninety-ninth day.

Three thousand armored soldiers entered the city.

This rare grandmaster decisive battle lasted for nine days and nine nights and finally came to an end.

The wind and rain suddenly stopped!

The sky was full of thunder, and the mountain was still shining brightly among the dark clouds.

The outcome has been decided.

The aged Emperor Xuan no longer had any trace of the demeanor of a grandmaster. His Palm of Wind and Rain was ultimately no match for the Taoist in Green's Sword of Thunder.

"perhaps."

"It's not that the wind and rain are not as strong as the thunder."

"It's just that I... am old..."

"wrong!"

"You are all wrong!"

"I, what I did is right! There really is a way to immortality in this world. Even if I am cursed for all eternity and labeled a tyrant, sooner or later, people in later generations will know that my sins are in the present, but my merits will last for thousands of years..."

Emperor Xuan was whispering.

"Pity."

"After all, I still have no chance to see you."

Emperor Xuan died.

Even when he was dying, he still looked up at the sky with hope. He looked up at the sky, as if he was still looking at the illusory moon, and as if he was looking at the real world recorded in ancient books, his dead eyes were full of regrets.

"Is there a path to immortality above the martial arts?"

"Is it important?"

"It doesn't matter, father."

"No one cares about the blessings of future generations, but only about the present moment. If you initiate this revolution, even if you are a great master, you will fall..."

The young prince, now the new emperor, stepped forward, and in the stagnant wind and rain, took off his robe and put it on the fallen Emperor Xuan.

There is no right or wrong in the world, only winning or losing.

That's it.

Three thousand armored soldiers entered the city.

Since then.

Suppress the imperial city, surround the new emperor, and officially take charge of Daxuan.

"It's pathetic."

"A great leader, a great master and the ruler of a country, was led astray by a few tattered books buried with him in an ancient tomb. How sad and lamentable..."

The Taoist in green shook his head, took charge of the overall situation, and when he saw that the chaos had been settled, he said nothing more, rode his tall horse, and leisurely left the imperial city.

He is the Grand Master.

The ultimate in human life is to live for 200 years and enjoy a carefree and free life.

Available at this time.

When the Taoist in green was leaving the imperial city, he seemed to sense something and turned around suddenly. Looking back towards the imperial city in the dark, he suddenly saw an extremely incredible scene.

I saw that on top of a house, at some point, a huge tree had grown out of the ground, kept growing, and blossomed with dazzling silver flowers that shone all over the sky.

And above the treetops, as if in the clouds, there was a young man sitting cross-legged, with an immortal temperament. He withdrew his gaze from the palace with an unsatisfied look.

“It’s really a good show.”

"pity."

"It's finally over."

Also at this time.

It was the hundredth day.

Su Chen stretched out his hand and absorbed the 100th Dao Mark from the stars in the sky. The ten huge Tianjue Dao Marks in his body, which had expanded to the extreme, rushed forward and greedily swallowed it all up.

Also today, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and an indescribable vicissitudes of life, holiness, and ancient aura burst out from Su Chen's body.

He has reached the eighth level of immortality in the Heavenly Soul!
Rumble!
The Wanwanli Tianjue soul thought, which was originally equivalent to the Ninth Transformation Heavenly Man, not only did not expand at this moment, but it continued to shrink at this moment.

In an instant.

From the soul thoughts of tens of millions of miles away, it became the soul thoughts of tens of millions of miles away.

only.

The quality of this soul thought, however, has undergone a radical change. (End of this chapter)