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Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 515: The Shocked Long Sea Immortal King
At the moment of parting, Zhu Qinglian felt somewhat guilty, as Elder Jiang hadn’t harmed her.
She had constantly perceived him in a negative light on this journey.
This was truly inappropriate.
Thinking of this, she gathered her courage and approached Brother Cheng, bowing deeply.
"Elder, I will never forget your kindness!"
"I hope you remain safe and unharmed at the frontlines of Immortal Demon Mountain. I’ve heard that the Azure Dragon Evil Demon is extremely fierce, please don’t let it harm you!"
Her well-meaning wishes caused Brother Cheng’s eye to twitch.
Meanwhile, the Golden Winged Quasi-Emperor let out a peculiar laugh.
"Little girl, you managed to make a broad golden path look narrow!"
Huh?
Zhu Qinglian was startled, did she say something wrong?
With a cupped fist, the Golden Winged Quasi-Emperor also bid farewell: "Who knows when we’ll meet next time, Sect Leader Jiang, please visit us in the Spirit Realm soon!"
"No hurry."
Brother Cheng shrugged, speaking indifferently: "Anyway, another Immortal Emperor has just died, perhaps we’ll meet again in a few days."
Huh?
What?
Another Immortal Emperor died?
Li Junlang was still curious: "Elder, how do you know?"
The other two could only gape as their mouths fell open, unable to close.
The Golden Winged Quasi-Emperor stammered.
"No, no way, Elder..."
Zhu Qinglian trembled all over again.
Facing Brother Cheng, who smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, an involuntary shiver ran down her spine.
This time it wasn’t out of fear that he might kill her, but because the insane battle record had terrified her.
This Daoist Immortal Sound was supposed to be a perfect opportunity to advance one’s Immortal Soul, why did it turn into a journey of slaughter for you?
Swiftly, this opportunity officially ended.
The four’s Immortal Souls rapidly returned to their places, disappearing from the original location.
The next instant, Li Junlang and Zhu Qinglian simultaneously returned to the Southern Celestial Domain’s Extreme Cicada Mini World within the grand hall of the Four Seas Sect.
Only about twenty disciples were in the sect, now all awakened, seated cross-legged together in a circle.
Upon waking up, they were all clamoring excitedly.
"Haha, I’ve risen a small realm!"
"I’ve improved too, though a single small realm is still quite tough."
"Indeed, the time was too short!"
"What a pity, if only it lasted longer?"
"Master, have you improved, Elder?"
Sitting at the center, the Long Sea Immortal King stroked his black beard, deliberately speaking nonchalantly: "This Sect Leader’s Immortal Soul is now a Second-Grade Immortal King!"
The disciples erupted with joy.
"Master is mighty!"
"Master is impressive..."
"Our Four Seas Sect has taken another step forward in strength!"
The Long Sea Immortal King reveled in delight.
Advancing from First Grade Immortal King to Second Grade Immortal King typically takes millions of years of painstaking effort.
This time, achieving it within half a day gave him no reason not to be pleased.
Seeing the surrounding disciples having gained something as well, he nodded in satisfaction.
Even the most muddled Li Junlang returned alive, marvelous!
Before hearing the Daoist Immortal Sound, his greatest worry was this one perishing outside, considering it was his first ’training’ outside.
But then, his eyes widened.
Pointing at Li Junlang, his finger trembled as if seeing a monster.
"You, y-y-you, how..."
Other disciples paused, then laughed heartily, urging him.
"Haha, what happened to Senior Brother?"
"It doesn’t matter if he didn’t improve, it’s rare to have some training!"
"Right, right, Senior Brother just gaining valuable experience is good enough."
"It’s good that Senior Brother Li returned safely, Master, don’t be too harsh on him!"
Everyone knew how bumbling this senior brother was.
Yet he always cared for his junior brothers and sisters when they were weak and newly initiated, and thus they were fond of him.
"What nonsense are you all talking?"
The Long Sea Immortal King sprang to his feet, roaring in disbelief.
"His Immortal Soul Realm is already at First Grade Immortal King!"
If he hadn’t reached Second Grade Immortal King, he’d be struggling to maintain his dignity as a master.
What the heck?
First Grade Immortal King?
Senior Brother Li?
There’s no mistake, right?
The disciples were utterly astir.
Yet before they could voice their exclamations, the Long Sea Immortal King jumped again.
"Zhu Qinglian, your Immortal Soul even reached Second Grade Immortal King’s realm?"
"What did the two of you do?"
This ninth disciple directly caught up with him!
The Long Sea Immortal King could feel joy and gratification, given his own nurtured disciples had grown stronger.
But there was much more of being overwhelmed.
This advancement was too rapid, leaving the dignified Immortal King feeling quite helpless!
What?
The disciples were astir once more.
"Junior Sister Zhu’s Immortal Soul also reached Immortal King level, and it’s the same Second Grade as Master?"
"No way, right?"
"What happened?"
"Hahaha..."
For years, Li Junlang had been surpassed by junior brothers and sisters, so it was rare for him to feel proud and excited.
"That’s because someone led us!"
The Long Sea Immortal King was surprised, urgently asked: "Did the two of you meet?"
"Who led you, how were you led?"
The Daoist Immortal Sound can lead people?
The Long Sea Immortal King found it somewhat incomprehensible.
Li Junlang flaunted with smugness: "It was Elder Jiang Junsuai, he and I hit it off immediately, getting along very well!"
"What Elder Jiang Junsuai, I’ve never heard of him?" The Long Sea Immortal King was puzzled.
Zhu Qinglian knew Li Junlang couldn’t articulate and quickly rose to explain: "Elder Jiang Junsuai resides long-term at Immortal Demon Mountain, he might likely be an Immortal Emperor!"
"This time, with goodwill, he escorted us right to the top of Daoist Cloud."
"What?"
"Immortal Emperor?"
Everyone in the grand hall almost fainted, the Long Sea Immortal King felt skewed and buzzing inside his head.
Meanwhile, Brother Cheng returned to Immortal Demon Mountain.
The Feixian Sect and Azure Dragon Valley were fully awake.
Here too, fervent discussions arose regarding that brief yet immense opportunity.
"This spared us so much immense hardship!"
"Yes, if only it would happen again!"
"I encountered someone from the Holy Palace above, battled, but couldn’t cultivate from it."
"Did you get even a whiff of that Daoist aura?"
"I don’t know, the Dao is so elusive and intangible, hard to grasp..."
Cang Ling, ever by Brother Cheng’s side, spoke again.
"In this tremendous opportunity, only one among you succeeded."
"Certainly, the Daoist aura is immensely challenging."
She slowly added: "But don’t worry, a vast majority of Immortal Emperors and Demon Emperors haven’t touched the aura of the Dao either, yet they became Emperors."
The Empress, though now only a fragment of consciousness, was the most authoritative present.
Others might not perceive the aura of the Dao, but she definitely could.
And her words illuminated just how formidable the challenge was.
Only one person succeeded?
That’s exceedingly difficult, right?
Who was it?
Everyone looked around, and then all eyes converged swiftly upon Brother Cheng.







