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Chapter 859

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“A sacred immortal land!”

As soon as he entered the grand hall.

Ji Fan’s eyes lit up instantly.

Merely stepping through the door, he felt the aura of the immortal Dao’s origin; more importantly, every being within this immortal realm was a True Lord, far surpassing the conditions of his time in the Northern Sea.

The lower the competition, the greater his chance of securing a treasure.

Since his reincarnation, entering immortal realms had always been about begging for scraps—today, he was finally getting meat.

“I truly came to the right place.”

Ji Fan rubbed his hands together, overjoyed.

Of the five from the Three Lives Dao Altar back then, Bai Lian had become a Dao Lord; Guan Xu, though he scattered his Dao, still achieved Body Integration’s peak.

Ye Yuan and Li Rui need no mention—their talents were too extraordinary; even without attaining Dao, reaching Body Integration’s peak was no issue.

Thus,

he appeared somewhat mediocre.

There was nothing to be done—his body’s foundation in this life was simply too ordinary; otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent his entire youth in obscurity, only advancing after breaking the fetal secret, relying on memories from his past life.

The Ji family called him a late-blooming talent.

But the accumulations from his past life had nearly been exhausted by the time he reached True Lord.

Without a stroke of fortune,

he would have no chance in this life to return to the Dao Lord realm.

Watching everyone around him attempt to attain Dao, while he remained stuck in place, he couldn’t pretend he wasn’t desolate—otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to the distant seas seeking immortals.

At this moment—

a thunderous shout suddenly rang in his ears.

“Old Mo, are you still stirring up internal strife now? Do you only feel satisfied when the old monsters from the Fourteen Provinces show up?”

Ji Fan turned his head.

He saw a black-robed elder glaring furiously at their side.

He was being forced into constant retreat by a small, pitch-black cauldron.

He had lingered on this isle for many years and recognized the man immediately—he was the True Lord of Xiangqu City, who had battled the Purple Lightning Immortal of Penglai City for a thousand years.

And the one who struck—

was none other than the aged elder who had remained behind to guard Penglai City.

The elder chuckled: “Even if Dao Lords from the Fourteen Provinces come, it will take at least three days—plenty of time to kill you all. After today, Xiangqu City will cease to exist.”

Upon hearing this,

the two True Lords of Xiangqu City both paled.

For a thousand years,

the two sides on this isle had maintained a balance—but now, with Purple Lightning Immortal’s breakthrough, Penglai City had three True Lords.

The balance had been shattered.

These past few years, Penglai City’s repeated attacks on Xiangqu City were clearly meant to weaken its lineage and eventually unify the isle.

Xiangqu City hoped to outlast this elder.

But this elder from Penglai City had the same intention—to settle everything in one decisive strike.

Only, the two Xiangqu True Lords hadn’t expected him to choose the immortal realm as the battlefield.

“To kill us, you’d better first prove you have the ability.”

The black-robed elder snorted coldly.

His eyes kept darting toward Ji Fan with wary glances.

For years, the Xiangqu lineage had endured and yielded—not only because of Purple Lightning Immortal, but also because of this cultivator from the Fourteen Provinces.

If a True Lord fully joined Penglai City’s side, Xiangqu’s lineage would be utterly crushed.

Ji Fan, with his sharp mind, saw through it at a glance.

Without hesitation, he flew deep into the palace.

The relationship with the Three Lives Dao Altar was limited to seeking the Dao.

He had no interest in the power struggles behind the scenes.

Purple Lightning Immortal, seeing this, felt no surprise—it was exactly how cultivators from the Fourteen Provinces acted; as a former Dao Lord in her past life, she knew this well.

Her slender eyebrows arched, violet lightning flickering in her eyes.

In the next instant,

boundless violet lightning exploded throughout the immortal palace.

“Thunder’s yang essence—its killing power is truly brutal.”

In one corner of the palace,

Li Rui, who had taken over the Xiangqu City disciples, watched the True Lords’ battle above.

Purple Lightning Immortal’s past-life Dao fruit had always been centered on destruction.

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