Immortal Realm Achieved!!
The moment the words left his mouth.
The world was utterly silent.
The eight most outstanding Prodigies of the Star River Martial Academy were struck dumb, their minds completely shut down, and they stood Petrification in place.
To refine the entire Origin Ancient Realm into a single Dao Mark?
That earth-shattering guess, like an invisible thunderclap, exploded deep within the Sea of Consciousness of the eight Prodigies.
Refining the entire Origin Ancient Realm?
What an absurd and utterly irrational idea this is!
However, before they could recover from this absurd shock, reality proved Wen Yuan's madness to be true in an even more irrational way.
Chen Fan, at the Center of the Storm, slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes, one a radiant new beginning, the other an eternal stillness, seemed to reflect the creation and end of the universe.
He ignored the energy storm around him, which was powerful enough to tear apart Seventh Grade Immortal Realm expert, and slowly formed an ancient and profound hand seal with his hands in front of his chest.
Printing process.
Buzz!!
The entire Origin Ancient Realm suddenly trembled!
The raging, boiling sea of Origin Source instantly calmed down, transforming into the gentlest stream.
The countless Law Fragments that were flying everywhere suddenly stopped, as if taxis had received a supreme decree and lined up to hover.
An ancient will from the deepest recesses of the world seemed to awaken from an endless slumber.
It showed no anger, no resistance.
Yes, but only submission.
It was as if they were... paying homage to their king!
Under the stunned gazes of the nine Prodigies, the endless torrent of seven-colored energy and Law Fragments did not flow into Chen Fan's body as they had expected.
Instead, they were drawn together by an invisible force, gathering, compressing, and condensing in the Void in front of him.
The light flowed, Dao Rhythm were naturally formed.
Ultimately, a miniature world the size of a fist quietly took shape.
That world, complete with mountains, rivers, plants, Stars, was a perfect projection of this Origin Ancient Realm!
"Using boundaries as a seal..."
The young swordsman from the Ancient Martial Arts School swallowed hard, uttering four words with difficulty, his voice as dry as sand that had been scorched by the sun for a thousand years.
Chen Fan looked at the World Seal in his palm, a satisfied expression on his face.
The next moment, with a thought, he slowly pushed the mark into his Dantian.
Boom!!
The Life-and-Death Furnace within his Dantian roared into operation, its flames rising. It no longer devoured, but began to refine and absorb the mark in a gentle yet incredibly domineering manner.
Like a blacksmith Bone Refinement a divine weapon, he wanted to completely imprint the Dao of this world onto his own foundation.
As the refining process was completed, a brand new, crystal-clear Dao Mark, seemingly containing the ultimate truth of the birth and death of countless worlds, was fully formed in the deepest part of Chen Fan's Dantian.
Above the Dao Mark, the two streams of life and death circulate endlessly, perfectly integrated and flawless.
At this moment, his level of life quietly completed its final leap.
Seventh Grade, the Immortal Realm!
It's done!
In an instant, the towering energy vortex outside, along with all the astonishing aura emanating from him, receded like a tide and were completely absorbed by the newly formed Dao Mark.
Chen Fan instantly returned to his original, simple self.
He stood there quietly, with black hair and black eyes, and a slender figure. He looked even more ordinary and harmless than the eight-year-old child from before.
At the same time, the entire Origin Ancient Realm was completely dimmed.
Although the forms of mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees remain, the Origin Power that was once as rich as water has become as thin as smoke, and the Law Fragments that shone in the sky have disappeared without a trace.
This place has been completely reduced from a sacred site of Martial Dao to an ordinary grotto with passable scenery.
Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the harmonious yet boundless power within his body, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He stood up, casually stretched his limbs, and felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.
His gaze swept across the area and he spotted nine stone sculptures in the distance that looked as if they had been weathered for thousands of years.
"Um?"
Chen Fan was somewhat curious.
He walked slowly over, looked at the nine people's blank and empty eyes, and with a touch of genuine concern on his face, asked:
"Fellow Senior Fellow Apprentice, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you continuing your cultivation?"
The voice was clear and crisp, full of youthful sincerity.
However, this perfectly normal greeting, when heard by the nine people, was nothing short of a sword piercing their hearts.
Cultivation?
What's the point of cultivation then?!
We're supposed to cultivate with our heads? Or with the air?!
Before everyone could recover from the shock, Chen Fan glanced around again, his handsome brows furrowing slightly, as if he had noticed something strange, and muttered to himself.
"Strange, the source energy here seems... much weaker? Is it just my imagination?"
Upon hearing this statement...
"Puff!"
The bodies of the nine Prodigies trembled violently in unison.
The unrestrained and bold young man from the Ancient Martial Arts School, carrying a sword, couldn't hold his breath. His face turned a deep purplish-red, and the veins on his hand gripping the Sword Hilt bulged. If he hadn't retained a sliver of reason, he probably would have drawn his sword on the spot and asked the kid if he had done it on purpose!
The stunningly beautiful woman from the Elemental Faction, with her aloof and elegant demeanor, was now experiencing an uncontrollable twitch at the corner of her mouth.
Wen Yuan, Chen Fan's senior Senior Fellow Apprentice, clutched his forehead in anguish, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
Junior Fellow Apprentice...
You're not just killing me, you're destroying my spirit!
What can they say?
I'm not mistaken, it's not an illusion, you did it!
You've taken away all our opportunities from the past month, soup and all?
I can't bring myself to say it.
That's so embarrassing.
The nine most outstanding Prodigies of the Star River Martial Academy exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes they saw bitterness, helplessness, and a trace of shared sorrow.
This place has no value whatsoever.
Staying will only add to the sadness.
In the end, almost simultaneously and with perfect understanding, the nine people took out their respective Student Badges and chose to end the trial early.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Nine beams of light flashed, and nine figures vanished from their spot, leaving swiftly and decisively without uttering a single harsh word or even glancing at Chen Fan.
Because they feared that if they looked at it again, their Dao Heart would truly shatter.
In the vast, empty world, only Chen Fan remained.
He watched his nine Senior Fellow Apprentice leave without a word, looking even more confused.
The boy scratched his head, his handsome face full of confusion.
Why did they all leave?
"Could it be that my breakthrough was too loud and disturbed them? Sigh, I guess I'll have to be more careful next time."
At the same time.
Beyond the Origin Ancient Realm, before that ancient gate of light.
The Chief Instructor and Vice Deans of the ten major schools of thought are waiting with smiles on their faces.
The Vice Dean glanced at the sky, stroked his beard, and smiled.
"This time, although the Origin Ancient Realm was opened ahead of schedule for little Chen Fan, it will also allow the other little ones to have a huge improvement!"