Your Eldest Senior Brother Is About to Become an Immortal

At this thought, Chen Changsheng sighed softly. "I wonder how Yang Jian is doing now. Before he entered seclusion, he had already reached the Dao Integration Realm. Given his temperament, I fear he will not be satisfied until he reaches the Immortal Realm!"

Chen Changsheng understood that the further one traveled down the path of cultivation, the more difficult it became.

Even Yang Jian was no exception. Breaking through from mortal to Immortal Realm was especially difficult.

After all, not everyone was like him and could directly break through with the help of the system.

Whether it was his eldest disciple or second disciple, if they wanted to enter the Immortal Realm, they could only proceed steadily, one step at a time.

At that moment, the doors of the Scripture Pavilion swung open, and a figure walked out.

It was Di Xin. After a year of cultivation, Di Xin's temperament had changed greatly.

Though he still appeared to be a youth, he radiated an indescribable Emperor's Aura.

Di Xin's face glowed with health, making it clear that entering the Void Returning Realm had brought him immense joy.

"Your disciple, Di Xin, pays respects to Master!"

Di Xin slowly walked to the entrance of Longevity Palace and bowed respectfully.

Chen Changsheng snapped back to his senses and spoke softly. "Is that Di Xin? Since you are here, come in."

Di Xin entered Longevity Palace, and Chen Changsheng could not help but pause when he saw him.

"It seems you found a technique well-suited to you. Not bad—you have already reached the Void Returning Realm!"

Seeing that Chen Changsheng had discerned his cultivation at a glance, Di Xin could not help scratching his head. "Without the technique bestowed by Master, how could this disciple have achieved so much?"

Seeing Di Xin act with such courtesy, Chen Changsheng found it difficult to connect him with the legendary King Zhou.

"It is still because you cultivated diligently. Tell your master, then—what kind of technique did you find?"

Chen Changsheng found it strange. When Yang Jian obtained his technique, the system had synchronized it to him as well, yet this time, the system showed no reaction when Di Xin did so.

Di Xin nodded. In his eyes, Chen Changsheng was an unfathomable figure who did not even fear Saints. There was no way Di Xin could hide anything from him!

He then told Chen Changsheng about the Human Emperor Art.

After hearing it, Chen Changsheng exclaimed in admiration. "So it is such a technique. It truly suits you perfectly."

No wonder I cannot synchronize it. This Human Emperor Art seems as though it was tailor-made for my second disciple. I have no interest in the mundane affairs of the mortal world, so it would be of little use to me.

At that thought, Chen Changsheng could not help laughing inwardly. This system is quite user-friendly—it can even tell whether I need something or not!

As the two talked, Chen Changsheng suddenly felt an enormous pressure descending upon them.

Immediately, both his and Di Xin's expressions changed.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Changsheng's face filled with uncertainty. Could it be that Di Xin's cultivation technique had been discovered, and a Saint had come knocking?

But that did not seem right. If a Saint had come, a single wave of the hand would be enough to destroy Changsheng Palace. Why would they merely release their aura?

No, this aura carried the will of the Heavenly Dao!

Chen Changsheng's eyes flickered as he realized something. "Come outside with me!"

Di Xin did not question him and followed Chen Changsheng out of Longevity Palace.

Your Senior Disciple Brother Is About to Become an Immortal

Above Changsheng Palace, dark clouds gathered densely, while bolt after bolt of lightning began to converge within them.

Looking at the strange phenomenon in the sky, Di Xin could not help asking, "Master, what is happening?"

Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes. "It seems your Senior Disciple Brother Yang Jian has already broken through the Dao Integration Realm and triggered a heavenly tribulation."

Chen Changsheng's guess was correct. Over the course of a year, Yang Jian had stabilized his cultivation and made his final charge toward the Immortal Realm.

At last, today, Yang Jian broke through the Dao Integration Realm and stepped into the Immortal Realm.

Rumble!

"Good heavens, in just a few years, he has gradually reached the Immortal Realm. But judging by this momentum, this heavenly tribulation does not seem to have come with good intentions!"

Chen Changsheng frowned. He had never undergone a heavenly tribulation himself; instead, because of Yang Jian's advancement, he had directly reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

However, according to the memories in his mind, heavenly tribulations were divided into Three-Nine, Six-Nine, and Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

The greater the number, the higher the talent of the one undergoing tribulation—but it also meant the danger of overcoming it would be greater.

My eldest disciple is an Investiture of the Gods General, gifted from birth. Now that he has inherited the Double Pupils, the fortune upon him will only become more terrifying. Under such circumstances, even a Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is not impossible.

Chen Changsheng calculated inwardly, but he could not help feeling worried.

Although Yang Jian had performed brilliantly during the Investiture of the Gods tribulation and had been hailed by all as the foremost among the Chan Sect's Third Generation Disciples, that was what would have happened if Chen Changsheng had never appeared.

But now, Chen Changsheng's appearance had undoubtedly changed Yang Jian's fate completely. If he truly triggered a Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, no one could say what might happen.

My good disciple, you must endure this. You are the future face of Changsheng Palace. If you fall to the heavenly tribulation, your master will not be able to face anyone.

Di Xin did not know what Chen Changsheng was thinking, but the oppressive force in the sky was very real.

At the same time, he felt a trace of curiosity. He had heard Chen Changsheng speak of heavenly tribulations before, but this was the first time he had actually seen one.

As Chen Changsheng prayed inwardly, Yang Jian appeared outside the Scripture Pavilion.

Since he had triggered the heavenly tribulation himself, he could naturally sense it clearly.