Sect Grand Competition

"Little Treasure, Little Demon, you were top-tier lifeforms born from the essence of heaven and earth. You possessed innate advantages for disguise. With this secret art of mine, you could completely conceal your auras and disguise yourselves as ordinary plants..."

An Bulang began teaching the Heavenly God Treasure Tree and the Heavenly Ghost Demon Tree how to hide their auras and attach themselves to his body.

This method was quite similar to the way Little Piggy nestled in his shadow.

Only by hiding like that could they become his trump cards and catch enemies off guard.

Gods and Ghost Immortals were no different from true Profound Immortals.

No matter where they went, they could attain lofty status.

Even in a top holy-domain sect such as the Chaoyang Holy Sect, they could serve as elders.

In other words, An Bulang now effectively had two Holy Sect elders protecting him at his side.

Besides that, he was raising eighteen deity statues in his storage ring space. They were still receiving his nourishment and had not yet become true deities.

If they could become true deities, the power he possessed would absolutely be a force that could not be ignored!

An Bulang walked out of the secret realm.

Ahead of him, a robust middle-aged man with a head of red hair was waiting outside.

"Little Friend An Lang, you're out. How did your secluded cultivation go?" Nine Bright True Immortal asked with a toothy grin.

"Very well. Sorry for the trouble, Senior Nine Bright, for guarding me," An Bulang said gratefully.

Nine Bright True Immortal immediately waved a hand and smiled. "Not at all."

Then, as if he had remembered something and could no longer hold it in, he secretly transmitted his voice again. "Imperial Son... You came from the Primordial Continent. Was