Immortal Nascent Soul! Seven Thousand Two Hundred Zhang! Fourth Update, Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Dai Tian

Perhaps it was due to the collapse of the Divine Palace of the Strange Phenomena.

This led to the revival of yet another Supreme Divine Palace.

The cultivators had no time to think and instinctively rushed towards the divine palace.

Lu Changsheng didn't think much of it. Although he had obtained the Nine Colors Immortal Liquid, the main reason he came to the Nascent Soul Realm was to obtain the Supreme Devil Artifact.

The Nine Colors Immortal Liquid is important, but the Devil Artifact is even more important.

At that moment, Lu Changsheng followed the past.

"Dou Yuan Honored One, shall we go?"

The Golden Crow Seventh Prince spoke, asking about Dou Yuan Ling Feng!

"Of course I'll go! Every divine palace in the Nascent Soul Realm has different requirements. Although his phenomena are powerful, it doesn't mean he's invincible. This time, I must seize the Nascent Soul Treasure Chest!"

Dou Yuan Ling Feng spoke, and as he spoke, his Primordial Spirit shone brightly, revealing his strength. He was no longer keeping a low profile and wanted to surpass Lu Changsheng.

Although this wasn't his last trump card, he didn't want to lose to Lu Changsheng, so he revealed his trump card directly and decided to see who was stronger.

He is the young patriarch of the Dou Yuan Clan. He may not need to be invincible, but he absolutely cannot lose to a mere human. Absolutely not.

Thinking of this, Dou Yuan Ling Feng flew directly over.

The others followed suit.

That's how it is inside the Primordial Spirit Palace; whoever takes the first step will receive good fortune, because opportunities don't wait for anyone.

In less than half an incense stick's time.

Lu Changsheng was the fastest, arriving at the golden palace like a shooting star.

If the previous celestial palace was magnificent, then this golden palace is even more magnificent.

Golden light enveloped the palace, making it look dazzling and magnificent. Its pavilions, towers, carved beams, and painted rafters were far more imposing than the previous Mystic Palace.

However, even though Lu Changsheng was the first to arrive, a considerable number of cultivators had already gathered outside the divine palace.

A quick glance revealed that there was no shortage of true geniuses among them.

For example, a powerful cultivator with a 1,200-foot- Primordial Spirit was an old man with graying white hair, who looked somewhat aged and was hidden among the crowd, but Lu Changsheng saw through him at a glance.

Indeed, as the saying goes, "The lesser hermit lives in the wilderness, the greater hermit lives in the city," and as the Qingyun Daoist said, this world is not lacking in geniuses.

However, Lu Changsheng was also a little curious. This old man was obviously someone with a background, but he should not be a member of the God Clan. God Clan cultivators would not be so low-key.

Why is Dou Yuan Ling Feng so weak?

A mere 720-foot Primordial Spirit?

Could it be that the divine cultivators, like myself, are all frauds?

Lu Changsheng fell into deep thought.

"Shan Ting, are the gods truly supreme in the Six Realms?"

Lu Changsheng slowly opened his mouth and asked Shan Ting.

"Kindness!"

Shan Ting nodded seriously and answered without hesitation.

"But why is that Dou Yuan Ling Feng, who has such a powerful background, so weak? Could he be a fraud?"

Lu Changsheng frowned and asked. He really couldn't understand this. He understood the aura that reduced intelligence, but he really didn't understand the aura that reduced cultivation.

Instead of waiting for Shan Ting to answer.

Dou Yuan Ling Feng had already arrived behind Lu Changsheng.

He had just arrived and before he could say anything, he was stunned. His heart, which had just calmed down, was now in turmoil again.

You're the one who's selling counterfeit goods!

Your whole family are counterfeit!

Although I don't know what "parallel import" means, I can roughly sense what Lu Changsheng is trying to say.

"You are ignorant and foolish. The Dou Yuan Clan is completely unskilled in Primordial Spirit and phenomena. Apart from your terrifying phenomena and powerful Primordial Spirit, what are you?"

At this moment, Dou Yuan Ling Feng remained silent, because he truly did not know what to say.

However, the Golden Crow Seventh Prince spoke directly and explained the situation.

He harbored some hostility towards Dou Yuan Ling Feng simply to curry favor with him.

That makes sense.

Lick it! You have to lick it hard!

Regardless of the method, just lick it first.

Lu Changsheng also understood why the Golden Crow Race was so annoying.

Are all these people just sycophants? And they fawn over each other so blatantly, putting one down while praising another. How can this not arouse disgust?

"It's ridiculous. Weak is weak, and strong is strong. Even among the gods, there are different levels. There are Thirty-Three Heavens and thirty-three god races. The Dou Yuan Clan ranks twenty-fifth. Even if they don't focus on cultivating the Primordial Spirit and phenomena, that's no excuse."

"Also, didn't you say before that if I, the Changsheng Demon Lord, had two great mythical phenomena, what would you do? Tell me, why did you stop talking?"

Upon hearing what the Golden Crow Seventh Prince said, Shan Ting couldn't help but speak up, defending Lu Changsheng.

"Hmph! I won't waste my breath on a degenerate beast like you."

However, the Golden Crow Seventh Prince gave a light snort and then stopped talking.

How can we even have a conversation like this? We've already exposed each other's weaknesses, what's the point of talking? Are we just making ourselves miserable?

"I've fallen? Even if my race has fallen, it's still better than your Golden Crow Race, you birds of the gods."

Shan Ting cynical laughter.

However, at that moment, a rumbling sound came from the golden palace.

Then a beam of golden light shot out from inside the palace, forming three characters.

Comparing sizes

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of cultivators were focused on these three words.

Lu Changsheng, in particular, was extremely surprised.

Comparing sizes?

How can you compare these? With so many people around, isn't it awkward?

For the first time, Lu Changsheng felt that the person who created the Nascent Soul Realm must have some kind of mental problem.

But soon, the golden words reappeared.

[Compare the size of the Primordial Spirit!]

As soon as the golden lettering appeared, Lu Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh, so it's about comparing the size of the Primordial Spirit.

It's alright now, it's alright now.

He was puzzled; why were they comparing sizes when they could be so easily explained?

Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

At the same time, a laugh rang out from the crowd.

"Hahaha, so it's about comparing the size of the Primordial Spirit. In that case, this humble Daoist will not yield."

Then, a middle-aged Daoist priest transformed into a fifty-foot-tall figure and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, stepped into the divine palace.

Boom!

With a slight thud, the middle-aged Daoist was blasted thousands of miles away, turning into a shooting star.

At this moment, all the cultivators were shocked.

Even a fifty-foot- Primordial Spirit isn't qualified to step into the first stage?

What kind of fairy palace is this?

Within the Nascent Soul Realm, there are many cultivators, but it's not like just anyone can be hundreds or thousands of feet tall. Even Dou Yuan Ling Feng, is only seven hundred and twenty feet tall.

For the other geniuses, a height of forty or fifty feet is already considered quite good.

"I'll do it!"

Someone else spoke up, a hundred-foot- Primordial Spirit, drawing countless envious glances.

The man stepped onto the first step, but in an instant, he was blasted away.

Even a hundred-foot- Primordial Spirit cannot step into the first stage?

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock.

However, it was at this moment that...

The Dou Yuan Ling Feng stirred.

He didn't want to sit and wait for death, Primordial Spirit surged instantly, and he glanced at Lu Changsheng at the same time.

He knew that Lu Changsheng's Primordial Spirit was not weak either, but he believed that no matter how strong Lu Changsheng's Primordial Spirit was, it would definitely not be much stronger than his own.

Could it be that Lu Changsheng possesses a 7,200-zhang Primordial Spirit?

If Lu Changsheng had a 7,200-zhang Primordial Spirit.

He Dou Yuan Ling Feng, and on the spot...

Just as Dou Yuan Ling Feng was pondering this,

In an instant, Lu Changsheng's Primordial Spirit began to surge.