Chapter 733: Chaos Small Success
The purple clouds dissipated.
Heaven and earth returned to peace.
As if everything just now was just a dream.
"That was... the Immortal Tomb?!"
Liu Qing in Qinghe City widened his eyes; the scene just now lingered in his mind and could not be dispersed for a long time.
"Immortal power?"
He muttered in a low voice.
The aura within the Immortal Tomb that transcended all living beings was the true immortal power that only immortals could possess!
"Changqing."
Liu Qing heard footsteps behind him and turned his head to speak.
He saw Li Rui also looking up, gazing at the last trace of purple sunset glow on the horizon with him.
"Brother Liu, was that just now... the Immortal Tomb?"
Liu Qing nodded.
"Didn't Brother Li see it just now?"
"I saw it."
"..."
Then there was another long silence.
Liu Qing was still savoring the terrifying immortal power just now, while Li Rui was contemplating the corner of the Immortal Court he had just obtained.
The Immortal Court is the Profound Weapon of the Lord of the Immortal Court.
The power of the Immortal Court is too great.
Although it has now recognized him as its master, the gap between Li Rui and the Lord of the Immortal Court is too large; obtaining the Immortal Court is like a child wielding a heavy hammer; if he were too impatient, he might hurt himself instead.
So much so that even though he had swallowed the Immortal Court, the power he could exert was but a drop in the ocean for the Immortal Court.
Of course.
This drop was already supreme fortune for Li Rui.
You must know.
That is the true power of an immortal!
Anything an immortal does casually is a supreme treasure for a cultivator.
Li Rui felt the changes in his body in detail.
"Very good..."
Originally, he would have needed twenty years to possibly have his primordial spirit leave his body.
But under the majestic immortal power of the Immortal Court, there were already signs of it leaving the body.
Just need to stabilize it a bit, and the primordial spirit can leave the body.
By then.
With the power of his Immortal Spirit, touring half the cultivation world wouldn't be a problem; traveling the world to find a Dao Seed, true great freedom.
"The Great Dao is in sight!"
"Changqing, I heard that this disturbance in the Immortal Tomb has even attracted the attention of the Dao Lords of the Central Prefecture."
Liu Qing said.
"There is news that the Dao Lord Shuangquan has headed south again, presumably for the Immortal Tomb."
On the surface, there are at least five Dao Lords.
In the dark, there will only be more Dao Lords coveting the Immortal Tomb.
Not to mention True Monarchs.
Taihuazhou is unprecedentedly lively.
Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.
Fortunately, he had already mastered a trace of the origin of the Immortal Court, so he could use it to avoid the causal calculations of the Dao Lords; otherwise, he would probably have had no way to heaven and no door to earth by now.
Of course.
This was also something he had anticipated long ago.
The power of the Immortal Court cannot be peered into even by Dao Lords.
Precisely because he knew this, he made the crazy decision to swallow the Immortal Court with his Purple Mansion.
Li Rui: "Brother Liu, I intend to return to Bai Yujing for a period of time."
Hearing Li Rui's words.
Liu Qing was somewhat surprised.
A thousand miles away from Qinghe, supreme fortune that even Dao Lords covet has appeared, yet Li Rui isn't thinking of using the advantage of being a local to plot for the fortune, but instead intends to leave.
How could he not be surprised?
Li Rui smiled slightly: "Brother Liu, do you really think we can get our hands on the opportunities within that Immortal Tomb?"
This sentence woke Liu Qing up.
"I am ashamed."
Liu Qing shook his head.
The matter is not hard to think about, it's just that the person involved is confused; facing fortune that can make one become an immortal, it is hard for anyone to remain calm.
'Truly great detachment!'
Liu Qing praised in his heart and said: "Changqing has such a temperament; the path ahead will surely be smooth; this brother feels inferior."
"Confucian cultivators often say, 'A gentleman is not a vessel.'"
"We cultivators are the same; how can we be trapped by external objects?"
End of Chapter
