An Immortal in the Divine Land

This Divine Land is not that Divine Land.

Fu Hua's Divine Land is different from the Divine Land that Kaisha knows. Although both are magical, there are still great differences.

Fu Hua's home Divine Land, Shenzhou, is being Honkai by Honkai. Although martial arts are prevalent there, they only reach the level of strengthening the body. The next step is to use magical artifacts (the Divine Keys left over from the last century) to enhance combat power in order to fight Honkai Beast.

But the Divine Land that Kaisha spoke of was a different kind of golden age.

Gods and demons danced wildly, a flourishing scene of cultivation.

As to the truth, people have various opinions, some saying that immortals are in power, others saying that demons are running rampant. However, putting all the clues together, only a prosperous era can be described as such.

It was not the current fragmented governance of star systems, but a grand feast of fusion, where countless races gathered in the Divine Land, a veritable blossoming of a hundred flowers, exceptionally beautiful, with hundreds of races standing side by side, constantly fighting.

But this golden age, for reasons unknown, came to an end.

The previous era collapsed, and a new era was born. The interstellar space is vast, and races have become independent, but the grandeur of the previous era is no longer present.

Even Kaisha, the current queen of the gods, would regret this.

Imagine the grand spectacle of countless races standing side by side; such a thing cannot be replicated, which is a great pity.

If Fu Hua is truly as they believe, the guardian of Divine Land, her status is definitely no lower than that of Kaisha.

With the collapse of the era, how many people in this world have survived from that collapsed era to the present day?

No

Even the principal of that time and space era might not have lived as long as Fu Hua.

That's an entire era in the making!

"If she really did live from that Divine Land to the present day, her knowledge and strength would not be what we see now," Kaisha remarked.

"So, she isn't..." the Angel Leng.

Angel Yan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Or perhaps, she is still holding back."

Kaisha nodded, not ruling out the possibility of anything. In fact, she was also very interested to see what changes this visitor from beyond the era would bring to the world.

On the other side, in the Xiong Bing Lian, Lena was deep in thought along with Kaisha. Despite her usually carefree attitude, she was, after all, the Empress of Lieyang Star, and even though she was young, she still possessed some experience.

For example, the Divine Land of the previous dynasty.

Or perhaps, the guardians of Divine Land

There was also Nuwa, the creator of creation, and Fuxi, the one who developed civilization.

If I remember correctly, the Cang Xuan and Danzhu mentioned by the girl named Ji Lin correspond to Fuxi and Nuwa.

The guardian of Divine Land is the Crimson Kite Immortal, and his mount Jingwei is probably the girl who resembles the Crimson Kite Immortal.

Thinking about this, Lena felt an urge to curse.

What if the ancestors of the previous dynasty suddenly come back to life? And she also saw the God of War, the Yellow Emperor, but this God of War was somewhat beyond her expectations.

Can anyone tell her why the Yellow Emperor was such a small girl?

Lena had cursed him countless times in her heart, but she had no choice but to accept this fact that defied her understanding.

Their ancestor was a little girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

I suddenly feel so tired!

"Goddess, what's wrong?" Liu Chuang called out in a deep, masculine voice.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly feel like my worldview has been turned upside down."

The Xiong Bing Lian Soldier Squad nodded solemnly.

"Indeed, such large-scale spacetime transport is beyond the capabilities of current technology, even with the assistance of supercomputers," Qiangwei analyzed.

Unfortunately, the two of them were talking about different issues.

"That's right! Suddenly moving from the sea to the mountains, and with so many powerful wild beasts in the forest, it's truly amazing," Zhao Xin exclaimed in amazement.

Looking around, Ge Xiaolun said, "It seems we can only rely on them if we want to go back."

The two figures crossed paths in the air once again, creating a huge shockwave. At a distance of a hundred miles, only a Sisi breeze could be felt passing by. How intense must it be at the center of the battlefield!

Ge Xiaolun dared not think about it; these were not things he could think about now, as the disparity in strength between the enemy and himself was too great to comprehend.

The battle continued. The simple clash of fists and swords unleashed unimaginable energy surges. The battle raged on, both women focused on their opponent, as if only the two of them remained in the world.

Every strike embodies the shared beliefs of each other, and every collision evokes memories of the past.

They are friends, and comrades-in-arms.

As time went by, no one knew whether this feeling had evolved into something else. The only thing that was clear was that they were all expressing their longing in their own ways.

The fist's power surged forth like a fierce wind, each move embodying the principles of heaven and earth.

The opening and closing of the Bagua symbolizes the interplay of strength and gentleness.

The wind is surging, the clouds are changing.

The momentum rises, the fist falls.

Inch of Strength • Yun Lan

Turning defense into offense, incredibly fierce

Zzzzz~

A crisp, sharp cry pierced the sky, striking the heart and causing it to tremble.

All the forces present looked on with a solemn expression, gazing towards the center of the battle.

When the sharp sound rang out, Hei Ji Lin felt the sword in her hand tremble violently. A great force was transmitted from the blade to her hand, so strong that she wanted to throw the sword away and retreat.

But in just a moment, Hei Ji Lin made a decision, gripping both hands together to press down the trembling Xuanyuan Sword, and kicking the side of the warhorse.

A horse neighed loudly, carrying an aggressive aura, and its front hooves kicked off, causing it to stand up and instantly deflect the immense force that Fu Hua had applied to the sword.

With a series of stomps in the air, it instantly turned the tables and attacked Fu Hua's head. If Fu Hua were to be stomped on, she would not be in a good position.

Seeing this, Fu Hua slightly lowered her waist, drew circles with both hands, and spread her feet in a V-shape.

Whether it was an illusion or not, one could see a rotating Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram beneath her feet. Just as Fu Hua finished her initial stance, the sharp aura vanished without a trace.

At this moment, upon closer inspection, she seemed unusually ordinary.

However, Fu Hua, despite her ordinariness, was not to be underestimated by Hei Ji Lin. From the start of the battle until now, Fu Hua has never taken the initiative to attack. She either defends against his attacks or uses her transformation to break through his attacks.

Just now, Fu Hua, who was in such a passive position, launched a swift attack, but the momentum of the attack was fleeting.

Able to balance offense and defense, able to control the situation with ease.

This is the confidence that only a true Grandmaster can possess.

Even though Hei Ji Lin thought so, the offensive momentum did not weaken at all, but instead became even more intense.

Because she knew that once Fu Hua was about to launch her attack, she had no chance of winning.

Whether it was Fifty thousand years or now, Fu Hua's combat power still makes her feel inferior.

"Crimson Kite, this is the final blow!"

There's no point in saying more; we might as well gamble everything on this one strike.

The outcome is decided immediately.

The warhorse began to gather its strength, and various energies converged around Hei Ji Lin. The sky suddenly darkened, and the major elements such as wind, fire, thunder, and ice condensed, displaying an immense power.

The grass and trees all stirred, and the birds and beasts cried out in unison.

Black Ji Lin was fortunate that she was not in a human body at this moment, otherwise she would not have been able to launch such an attack. She was somewhat similar to the Herrscher form, and the endless Honkai Energy be used by her.

Everything is on this one shot.

The energy storm began to roar, but Fu Hua, who was at its center, remained unusually calm.

A fierce wind whipped her white hair, Lie Yan licked the hem of her dress, lightning flashed across her skin, and frost crept over her body.

Calm, serene, even like still water

Although the sword heart was broken, it could still reach various realms of the heart, but it could no longer maintain them for long. In the storm of battle, it naturally entered the void.

The fourth realm of the mind: the formless mind energy transforms into the vast emptiness.

At this moment, Fu Hua's senses were magnified infinitely, encompassing every blade of grass and tree in the Taixu Realm, visitors from other worlds a hundred miles away, and the proud races ten thousand meters in the sky.

Everything was brought into her perception. The invisible Qi flowing in the air was clearly visible. The Qi that was originally drifting aimlessly was now being drawn by a force, gathering around Fu Hua and flowing into Fu Hua body.

Using heaven and earth as the dantian, and the physical body as the meridians, one draws upon the qi of all heavens and gathers the natural forces to form the Dao.

The momentum is solidifying, and the energy is gathering.

Not only did it flow into Fu Hua's body, but it also entered the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram beneath her feet. The illusory formation became clearer and clearer, and the two Yin Yang fish exhaled chaotic energy, which permeated Fu Hua's feet, creating a heavy and profound feeling.

Yin Yang converge, chaos arises.

It integrates the four elements of defense, transformation, enlightenment, and opening, combining offense and defense, and achieving a comprehensive understanding, making one method applicable to all methods.

Fu Hua also focused all her power on this move, creating her own brand new path of cultivation.

Whether it's Soul Power, spiritual power, or even higher Source Power, she incorporates them all into her own Dao, combining her own insights and merging them into the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram beneath her feet.

As the saying goes, man follows the earth, the earth follows heaven, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.

Ultimately, everything will return to nature, achieving a true return to simplicity.

However, achieving this is easier said than done, even for Fu Hua.

Fu Hua is gathering momentum, while Black Ji Lin is gathering power.

This will inevitably be a struggle of strength and power, as it should be, but there are always unexpected events.

Just as Fu Hua's aura reached its peak, a sudden constraint caused her heart to clench, interrupting her rising energy and instantly disrupting the flow of her aura.

A flawless white Soul Ring pulsed around her, signifying her presence. It was this Soul Ring that disrupted Fu Hua's power and hindered her path to godhood.

When the world is in chaos, flaws will naturally be revealed. Hei Ji Lin would not miss this opportunity, but there is someone else who is even more anxious than her.

God Tomb

A force that suddenly intruded into Fu Hua's world disrupted the fates of all of them.

Without warning, it appeared before everyone's eyes, from an extremely small black dot to a black hole large enough to swallow the sky and the earth.

As expected, it completely engulfed Fu Hua.

The blackness is deep and profound, like an abyss or a vast sea, with no end in sight and no beginning; it is an endless circle.

The sky looked as if a piece had been scooped out with a spoon, and a deep black hole floated in mid-air, not closing, as if some force had imprisoned it.

Hei Ji Lin frowned, put down the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the power that had gathered around him vanished without a trace. The sky returned to its original state, but the crack in the sky looked terrifying.

"But who is it?"

P. S.: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? I'd be impressed if anyone could understand what I'm writing in this chapter. So, what exactly am I trying to write?

P. S.: By the way, what do you guys think Fu Hua's deepest wound is? Loneliness! Or the fear of loss! (Important: "Deepest wound," you get it! It feels like it would be really fun if Fu Hua went to this world.)

Author: Immortal, shall we speed this up?