“Then... if you want to ascend, then ascend.”

Liu Qingfeng spoke, sighing.

But in the next moment, Long Ma turned his head, looking at Liu Qingfeng and saying, "Do you think I don't want to? If it weren't for Juling Xian constantly talking about the various bad things in the Immortal World, I would have ascended long ago. I'm also afraid of dying, waaa! I wonder if Eldest Brother and Third Brother are doing well in the Immortal World."

"I'm not worried about Eldest Brother, but I'm afraid of Third Brother. If he's bullied, it will be troublesome. I often dream about Third Brother, covered in blood, being suppressed and turned into a mount."

Long Ma muttered to himself, his tone full of worry and sadness.

At this very moment.

The Immortal World.

In a desolate land.

A golden Qilin was running, covered in blood. The Qilin's face was extremely unsightly, his body covered in scars. Some of the injuries were simply appalling, touching his primordial spirit.

Behind him, voices rang out.

"Capture the Qilin! The太子 (Crown Prince) will reward us handsomely, as long as he's alive!"

A roar rang out, and a group of guards clad in golden armor chased even harder, filled with murderous intent.

Finally, the golden Qilin focused his gaze on an ancient mountain in the far distance.

This sacred mountain was shrouded in mystery, surrounded by black mist, looking extremely terrifying. Moreover, on the sacred mountain, there was an ancient Taoist temple, full of mystery.

However, as a Qilin, he could sense that this sacred mountain was terrifying, full of ominous signs. In such a desolate land, the appearance of such a seemingly sacred mountain must be problematic.

But the pursuers behind him forced him to grit his teeth.

"You bunch of beasts, when my Gu Aotian's Eldest Brother arrives, he will surely kill you until you tremble in fear!"

Gu Aotian roared, spitting out blood in anger.

That's right, he was Gu Aotian.

Gu Aotian, who ascended from the Changsheng (Eternal Life) World.

Speaking of bad luck, Gu Aotian felt that he was simply extremely unlucky.

Logically, he should have ascended to the Demon World, after all, he was a demon clan emperor. But what he didn't expect was that Lu Changsheng's sword opened the gate to heaven, and they were all sent to the Immortal World.

Being sent to the Immortal World was fine, but who knew that as soon as he appeared in the Immortal World, he would be discovered.

The Qilin in the Lower Realm was an immortal beast, an auspicious immortal beast, but even in the Immortal World, it was still an extremely auspicious existence.

Revered as one of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts, and ranked in the top five, it was a mount that countless experts dreamed of.

The demon clan's emperor bloodline.

His identity and bloodline were even higher than the Tianren (Heavenly Human) clan, even second only to the Divine Clan. Moreover, if Gu Aotian was willing to rely on the Divine Clan, he would definitely receive supreme glory.

But what kind of person was Gu Aotian?

One of the Ten Great Immortal Kings of the Immortal World! How could he become someone else's mount? Who in the world besides Lu Changsheng was qualified to ride him?

So Gu Aotian began his escape journey.

These sixty years were spent running, getting beaten, and hiding.

Before, it was fine, the cultivators he encountered were not very strong. At least he was running and improving his cultivation, and he was almost at the True Immortal Realm.

But now it was different. For no good reason, he offended a Crown Prince of an immortal dynasty. The other party's power was too terrifying, sending three thousand Golden Immortals to chase after him, including an Immortal Lord.

Gu Aotian felt that he had really been screwed over. He was just a mere True Immortal, yet he was being chased by three thousand Golden Immortals and an Immortal Lord.

He really wanted to cry, but the dignity of the Qilin prevented him from crying.

At this moment, Gu Aotian's only thought was that when Eldest Brother Changsheng came to the Immortal World, he would kill all these beasts.

He would not leave a single one.

He would let them know what cruelty was.

Whoosh!

Gu Aotian burned his own essence blood, turning into a beam of divine light and plunging directly into the sacred mountain.

In an instant, the three thousand Golden Immortals behind him stopped.

"Damn it, he escaped into the Divine Mountain."

Among the Golden Immortal army, a voice rang out, belonging to a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe, frowning.

"Immortal Lord Chen You, the Qilin has already been wounded in his primordial spirit. As long as we chase him a little further, we can catch him. Are we just giving up like this?"

A Golden Immortal commander asked.

"Idiot!"

Immortal Lord Chen You scolded him.

Then, pointing to the Divine Mountain, he said.

"This is the Dongyuan Divine Mountain, a forbidden area that even the Divine Clan dare not set foot in. Even Immortal Kings would die if they went in. What are we doing going in? Looking for death?"

Immortal Lord Chen You said somewhat unhappily.

Upon hearing this, the Golden Immortals fell silent.

Their eyes were filled with unwillingness.

"Then... are we just giving up like this?"

The latter asked.

"Give up? The Crown Prince has ordered that we must capture the Qilin alive to be his mount. If we don't handle this matter well, who can bear the Crown Prince's wrath?"

He took a deep breath, then thought seriously.

Then, he opened his mouth and said, "Guard the Divine Mountain strictly, and spread the news that a Qilin has appeared in the Divine Mountain, suspected of being a sign of the Divine Mountain's revival, and that a divine object is about to be born. This Qilin often mentions his Eldest Brother."

"I think his Eldest Brother should also be a cultivator from the Lower Realm, possibly already ascended, but unable to contact him. Now, if we spread the news, and attract his Eldest Brother, this Qilin will obediently come out."

"When that time comes, we can naturally capture the Qilin easily."

Immortal Lord Chen You said seriously.

"Good idea, but can the existence that the Qilin acknowledges as his master be very strong?"

The Golden Immortal commander asked curiously.

"Heh!" However, Immortal Lord Chen You sneered, looking at the latter and saying, "How strong can a cultivator from the Lower Realm be? Can he compare to the Crown Prince? It's not that Chen You is arrogant, but a mere cultivator from the Lower Realm, standing in front of me, I can slap ten thousand of them to death!"

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, do as I command."

Immortal Lord Chen You said coldly.

"Yes!"

The Golden Immortals nodded and stopped talking nonsense, strictly carrying out his orders.

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At the same time.

The Demon World.

Inside a cave.

Sixty years had passed, and Lu Changsheng's cultivation had completely stabilized at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

In these sixty years, although he still hadn't deciphered the Nameless Heavenly Book, it wasn't as if nothing good had happened. At least his realm had completely stabilized at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The only problem was that he was short of the final step.

As long as he crossed this step.

When the nine nines returned to one, he would be able to completely transform and transcend.

Thinking of this.

Lu Changsheng got up.

He was no longer in the mood to stay here.

Right now, the most important thing was to go to the Immortal World.

Because in these sixty years of cultivation, he could inexplicably see the shadows of some old friends.

Although he didn't know what was happening, Lu Changsheng had a not-so-good premonition.

After getting up.

Lu Changsheng turned his gaze to the Nameless Heavenly Book.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I'll give you ten breaths of time. Consider it carefully. Either reveal the words, or I'll smash the other half of you. Choose for yourself."

Lu Changsheng didn't have time to waste.

Regardless of whether the Nameless Heavenly Book could understand human language or not.

In short.

Either honestly reveal the mental cultivation method.

Or honestly prepare to be beaten.

Choose one of the two.

Extremely fair.