Chapter 718

"If the Primordial Spirit reaches the Final Realm, cultivates into a True God, shrinks the physical body, and manifests the True God, one could travel freely here."

Li Hao thought to himself.

Now his Primordial Spirit power had already surpassed his physical body. Even though the Ancestral Immortal Body was one of the top immortal bodies of the True Immortal Realm, it was still not as terrifying as the 560 Primordial Spirit golden bones.

But fortunately, his Fourth Level space Dao origin could still barely perceive the traces of attacks here. Coupled with the powerful spiritual sense brought by the Primordial Spirit, at this moment, adjusting and responding with his whole heart, Li Hao gradually adapted in this Twelfth Desolate Realm, and gradually became comfortable, easily dodging one attack after another.

Some attacks struck over, and Li Hao brushed past them, slightly relaxed and playful.

This feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife while being able to control it freely was fascinating, with a kind of long-lost passionate feeling.

Time passed quietly.

In the blink of an eye, Li Hao had stayed here for three days.

"It should be over soon."

Li Hao shuttled back and forth near the fog wall deep in the Twelfth Desolate Realm.

He had tried to slash the fog wall, but the Great Dao origin power condensed within was too strong. Even when he unleashed his "Only I" Sword Dao, he could only barely split it in half.

The immortal Dao law power attached to the fog wall could reduce his Sword Dao power by more than 90%, so he could only rely on pure immortal power to bombard it hard.

The gap between the True Immortal Realm and the Immortal Monarch Realm was ultimately too large, and Li Hao did not continue to forge ahead. He estimated that even if he hard-charged into the Thirteenth Desolate Realm, he would soon be forced out.

Whoosh!

Dodging an attack, Li Hao's figure was like a swimming dragon, gracefully arriving at another place.

He took out his token, and there was less than two days left; it was time to go out.

As it neared the end, he didn't know what the scene outside would be like.

Li Hao, holding the mentality of watching the excitement, activated his identity token. In an instant, power surpassing the current Desolate Realm's immortal Dao laws shrouded down, breaking the void for him and transferring his body directly out.

And at the same time Li Hao disappeared, two figures flew over deep in the Desolate Realm.

"That little guy, three years have passed, and he actually has such a terrifying improvement. The speed of progress is truly exaggerated."

Yuan Xinggang, with snow-white hair and a white star robe, stroked his beard and smiled.

Beside him, Shangguan Hong, in golden armor, also revealed a rare look of satisfaction in his eyes, saying:

"With his own power, he could originally only barely support himself in this Twelfth Desolate Realm, but his Primordial Spirit is fierce, his movement is nimble, and it seems his combat experience is not low. He also has the potential to perform beyond his level in actual combat!"

As the top figure in the military, sitting in charge of the nine thousand immortal cities of the Yanchu Immortal Dynasty, he valued the power that a practitioner could exert more than their cultivation realm.

With the foundation of those large sects and ten-thousand-year aristocratic families, it is not difficult to cultivate disciples with high cultivation realms. The piling up of various heavenly treasures is enough to pile up a flashy but useless monster.

But in a real fight, whether it is combat experience or their own foundation, they are far inferior to those soldiers who killed their way out of blood and fire.

There have been many ridiculous things in the past, such as the daughter of a certain aristocratic family who had cultivation but was scared limp by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood fabricated by a cultivator whose cultivation realm was far lower than her own by a major realm, almost shattering her Dao heart.

There are also lewd immortal arts like the "Thousand-Head Spring Palace Picture," which can also cause some genius young girls who bury their heads in hard cultivation to have their combat power plummet in an instant, being defeated by someone weaker.

And these weaknesses are extremely fatal in the same realm. Combat is not just sparring, but also life-and-death fighting. Means are used without any extreme, and all require a strong Dao heart to endure.

"Originally, he didn't come to the National Supervisory Academy, and I felt sorry for him that I couldn't bring him by my side to teach him. But looking at his current performance, cultivating in the National Supervisory Academy's Heavenly Supervisory Secret Realm for three years would be nothing more than this."

Yuan Xinggang smiled.

Shangguan Hong nodded slightly. Three years of absence, from barely stepping into the Eleventh Desolate Realm to now being comfortable in the Twelfth Desolate Realm, this progress is too great.

One must know that this is equivalent to crossing the strength of the First Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm.

And the opponent is only at the Ninth Level of the True Immortal Realm. Although the cultivation realm has improved greatly, it is only the True Immortal Realm after all. In the face of the difficulty of the Immortal Monarch Realm, there is no difference between the First Level and the Tenth Level of the True Immortal Realm; all are outcomes of instant defeat.

"There are seven more years. This time, the Southern Region Battle, I am looking forward to this little guy's performance."

"In the True Immortal Realm competition group, he should become famous in the Southern Region."

Shangguan Hong was also full of smiles, not expecting that Yanchu could actually pick up such a treasure.

"His Majesty also learned about this matter and will come to take a look this time." Yuan Xinggang said with a smile.

"It's about to end, these little guys have also calmed down."

Shangguan Hong's gaze swept toward those imperial clansmen outside the Desolate Realm, as well as the few imperial bloodlines continuing to venture in the Desolate Realm, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Outside the Desolate Realm.

Li Hao stepped out of the Desolate Realm and flew to the place where the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan sect was located.

He looked up and scanned the Immortal Stele, and soon saw his identity serial number at the 10th position.

Climbing from 25th to 10th, Li Hao was quite satisfied, just didn't expect to just happen to become the gatekeeper.

Three days passed, and Li Hao's ranking did not continue to improve, but remained at 10th. Li Hao did not encounter other imperial clansmen in the Twelfth Desolate Realm, guessing that the 9th place might at least need to enter the Thirteenth Desolate Realm.

In this way, the top nine are at least guys with top-tier combat power at the Third Level of the Immortal Monarch Realm.

"If I encounter these guys in the Southern Region Battle, it will be really tricky..."

Li Hao thought to himself.

When he landed, everyone in the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan also saw Li Hao. Amidst the exclamations of Zhou Qingyun and others, Li Tiemu rushed over excitedly, hugged Li Hao, and said:

"You brat, I told you to get 10th, and you really got 10th."

"How did you do it?"

He looked at Li Hao with a look of amazement and disbelief.

"Just charged forward blindly." Li Hao smiled.

Li Tiemu rolled his eyes. How could it be so simple? But this involved Li Hao's secrets, and he didn't really intend to investigate.

He could already see that this disciple could have such a performance; he, this cheap master, had picked up a bargain for nothing. With the little bit he taught the other party, it was impossible to have such a performance. It could only be that the other party had other inheritances or some kind of opportunity.

Regardless, this was a good thing. The bond of master and disciple remained, and he hoped Li Hao would be well.

The two landed, and Zhou Qingyun and others approached one after another, looking at Li Hao in amazement and congratulating him.

Lin Mingrong looked at the youth surrounded by people, like stars holding the moon, her eyes complex. She didn't expect that the youth she had misunderstood at the beginning had such terrifying talent.

She understood that they were already worlds apart, and their future trajectories would only grow further and further apart.

Beside them, Gu Yan and Yue Xi also had complex expressions. They had apprenticed at a similar time to Li Hao and had similar cultivation realms, but the gap now was worlds apart, which was even more stimulating.

"This little junior brother is really winning glory for us."

Murong Qingwu murmured.

Except for the Sword Abyss group, disciples of other abysses also gathered around, wanting to see up close what this strongest prodigy of the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan had that was so special.

In the Spear Abyss, Su Yechen, in black clothes, stood in place. The fellow disciples around him swarmed toward that place. He was like a reef standing by the waves, standing still without moving, just staring at the returning youth from afar.

With his Immortal Monarch cultivation realm, he could see at a glance that the other party's aura was clearly the True Immortal Realm, and had not even reached the Tenth Level perfection.

Such a guy actually ranked ahead of him...

He stared with both eyes, silent.

Li Hao saw the crowded crowd around him and immediately knew that his identity serial number had already spread in the sect. However, it was about to end, and there was nothing to hide. He raised his hand to greet them one by one, thanking his fellow disciples for their enthusiastic greetings.

"This senior brother, you are only at the True Immortal Realm, right? How did you do it, actually ranking higher than Senior Brother Yechen?"

In the crowd, a disciple couldn't help but ask in surprise.

This question also asked the hearts of many disciples, all opening their big eyes and looking at Li Hao curiously.

Li Hao didn't know who the Senior Brother Yechen they were talking about was, and didn't ask or investigate, saying with a smile:

"This Desolate Realm doesn't seem to limit cultivation. As long as you work hard, you can do it too."

"Senior brother, you really know how to comfort people."

The man smiled bitterly. Li Tiemu waved his hand, blocking the crowd to avoid further investigation, and then pulled Li Hao back to the Sword Abyss area, asking:

"You brat, three days have passed, what have you been doing? You weren't just wandering around inside again, were you?"

Li Hao's ranking had long since reached 10th and hadn't changed for three days. He thought Li Hao had retreated to the previous Desolate Realms to play.

"No, just looking for a feeling inside."

Li Tiemu was somewhat speechless, looked up at the Immortal Stele, and said: "You are now the 10th-place gatekeeper. I don't know if there are any more challenges. I asked someone to inquire about the one you squeezed down earlier. He is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Building, second only to Tian Hongyi, and is also of imperial blood. The other party will likely not let it go. The final competition will be particularly intense."

"If I really get squeezed down, there's no help for it."

Li Hao smiled.

"That's right, the sect needs me."

"Then let's leave it to fate. The gap between 10th and 11th is two different things."

Li Hao was noncommittal, but he wasn't too worried. If he really couldn't get the so-called top ten reward, he would just have to let it go.

While the two were talking, in another Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Building area.

"Time is almost up. This time when I go in, I will strive to stay for two full days!"

Zhang Xuanyu stood up, coldness appearing in his eyes.

!

Previously staying at 10th, he only stayed in the Twelfth Desolate Realm for one day before he couldn't support it and his immortal power was exhausted.

Now, he planned to use some kind of secret technique to hold on for another day inside!

As for breaking through the Twelfth Desolate Realm... that was a bit too reluctant for him.

After all, this Desolate Realm itself is extremely difficult to break into. Many Tenth Level True Immortal Realm disciples of local sects are theoretically corresponding to the Tenth Desolate Realm, but many of them can only barely stay in the Tenth Desolate Realm for a little while. Only the prodigies of large sects can persist in it for a few more days.

"Senior Brother Xuanyu, come on!"

"You must take back the 10th place that belongs to you!"

"Xuanyu, Master believes in you. Keep the previous instructions firmly in mind."

In the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Building, many disciples gathered around Zhang Xuanyu to cheer him on.

Zhang Xuanyu's expression was indifferent. As a top-tier prodigy of a large sect, he was long used to the encouragement and favor of those around him.

At this time, he only nodded slightly to his master and close friends, then leaped out and rushed toward the Desolate Realm.

"Master, can Senior Brother Xuanyu do it?"

"No problem. If he uses that Imperial Blood Secret Technique, his immortal power will allow him to hold on for another day!"

"There are only two days left before it ends. If he persists until the end, his ranking will climb up, and even if the opponent wants to challenge, there won't be time."

"So that's it."

The Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Building group watched Zhang Xuanyu leave.

And Lin Qingying, standing on the edge of the giant sword domain vessel, had a trace of worry in her eyes. She had been paying attention to Li Hao all the time and already knew that the 10th-place identity serial number was Li Hao, and was happy for him. At this moment, when this senior brother made a move—the other party's reputation had long been deafening in the sect—her heart couldn't help but be raised for Li Hao.

"So intense."

"So many people coming in and out."

In the Great Dream Daming Jiuyuan, Li Hao looked at the disciples constantly flying to the Desolate Realm and coming out, and couldn't help but sigh, as lively as sparrows.

This grand occasion was instead like when the Ancient Immortal Realm first opened three years ago.

It's just that the auras of these disciples coming in and out are not strong, and the identity serial numbers in the top hundred of the Immortal Stele have not changed much.

The imperial clansmen and the prodigies of various sects had long since finished their challenges, and no one deliberately tried to time it to the last moment. After all, this kind of thing is meaningless.

Approaching the last month, the dust had long since settled.

"You are really not worried. I heard that Zhang Xuanyu has already gone in."

Li Tiemu looked at Li Hao's relaxed appearance, as if he were a spectator standing outside the matter, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Li Hao shook his head and said: "If it is destined to be yours, it will be yours; do not force it."

"..."

Li Tiemu was dumbfounded, but after carefully pondering Li Hao's words, he vaguely felt that they seemed to fit some kind of Great Dao. He seemed to understand a little why the latter could ask the heart nine times and reach the Eternal Dao Heart.

For the eternal, the success or failure and gain or loss of a moment have all been seen through and are not moved.

Before the Immortal Stele.

Standing outside the disciples of various sects, in a territory at the very front, many figures dressed in luxurious imperial robes gathered here.

Most of the men were in golden swallow flying dragon robes, with golden swallows and flying dragons woven with gold thread around the cuffs.

And the women's dharma robes had different scenery, like cloud ribbons, like neon surroundings, charming and varied, each with its own differences.

"What kind of person is that Boya Xuejian, actually able to ride on our heads."

"Fortunately, there is Brother Tianhuang, suppressing everything, otherwise we would all be suppressed by such a guy, and the face of the imperial clan would be gone."

"If that were really the case, I wouldn't dare to look at Father's face."

"That Boya Xuejian, I heard it is a snow spirit bred in chaos, a chaotic creature!"

"Chaotic creature? That is a life in the primitive True Realm?"

"So that's it. This is even rarer than the imperial bloodline. I said how could it be so powerful."

"Fortunately, there is Brother Tianhuang. No matter what chaotic creature or imperial bloodline he is, he will be suppressed in front of Brother Tianhuang!"

Everyone talked in low voices, most of their eyes gathered on the 2nd identity serial number on the Immortal Stele.

The position of that serial number was too eye-catching, making them unable to accept it.

"Brother Tianzheng, you ranked 12th, what a pity. A little more effort and you could have reached 10th."

"If you enter the top ten, you will definitely enter Father's eyes, plus your mother is deeply favored by His Majesty..."

"Hmph!"

Before the words were finished, they were interrupted by a cold snort from a youth in an imperial robe.

The face of the flattering prince changed slightly, and then he hurriedly apologized with a smile, saying: "Brother Tianzheng, don't be angry. Being able to rank 12th is already something for us to look up to and envy."

"That guy who killed his way to 10th, I don't know where he came from. He was ranked 25th before, and suddenly jumped to 10th. Originally, Tianzheng ranked 11th, which was barely acceptable."

Beside him, another imperial princess crossed her arms, her brow indifferent as she said.

Although her ranking was lower than Chu Tianzheng's, it was not much different. At this moment, her conversation was not flattering, just slightly regretful.

"This kind of guy, charging up just before the end, I'll have to see who it is in two days."

Chu Tianzheng sneered.

Time flew by.

Two days passed quickly.

As the deadline for the end drew closer, the various sects before the Immortal Stele became more and more restless, all knowing that this ranking was about to be completely fixed.

The top hundred had almost no changes. The most intense competition was at the 990th place. After all, only by squeezing into the top one thousand could one participate in the Southern Region Battle and get an admission ticket.

Therefore, the fighting here was the most intense, and often the change of rankings would cause bursts of exclamations.

(End of chapter)