Three Thousand Years! Arriving at the West Sea!

After careful planning, Azurewood Valley borrowed treasures from three parties and invited people from all directions. It would take three to five months for them to return to the East Sea.

Taking advantage of this break, Lu Qingfeng devoted most of his energy to the Immortal Qin Realm.

The Immortal Qin Realm.

Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It will be another 3,300 years before Lu Qingfeng becomes the Divine Lord of Censure.

This day.

Divine Censure Office.

As usual, Lu Qingfeng went into seclusion to cultivate.

The Twelve Dutian Demon God Method was in operation, its Law Power surging and boundless like a vast ocean, far surpassing that of Volcano Child and Windchill Child. If the two were standing in front of him, a single finger from Lu Qingfeng would annihilate their physical bodies and Primordial Spirit, leaving them no chance of survival.

Merit Radiance!

A first-rank divine position!

An endless supply of resources for cultivation!

For over three thousand years, Lu Qingfeng's cultivation in the game has been advancing by leaps and bounds, unstoppable. Starting from the Nourishing Spirit Transformation Spirit-Nourishing Realm, he refined his Primordial Spirit through the Transformation Spirit Out-of-Body Realm, achieved the Spirit Departure -of-Body Realm, then strengthened his Primordial Spirit, forged his Dharma Form, and finally his Primordial Spirit was able to leave his body and travel freely, visiting the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, his Divine Ability limitless.

Five hundred years ago.

Finally, he attained enlightenment and advanced to the Integration Realm.

From then on.

Cultivate the physical body, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Form, uniting the three into one. Only by finally forging the Primordial Spirit body and comprehending the profound mysteries of the Great Xuanji can one ascend to the Mahayana True Immortal Realm.

The cultivation of the Primordial Spirit is profound and indescribable.

It was fraught with even greater obstacles.

Such as the Integration Realm.

The union of the physical body, the Primordial Spirit, and the Dharma Form is extremely difficult, requiring profound cultivation and a certain understanding of the physical body, the Primordial Spirit, the Law Power, and even the secrets of the Great Dao in order to achieve it.

Otherwise, it would be unstable.

Forcibly Fusion with a Daoist master could even lead to a decline in cultivation or even death and the dissipation of one's spiritual power.

Not to mention the subsequent comprehension of the profound mysteries of the Great Xuanji.

Finding the right path from among the countless paths in the world, including billions of wrong paths, requires solid accumulation of knowledge, wisdom, perseverance, and fortuitous opportunity— all are indispensable.

Between heaven and earth.

Countless brilliant minds have been trapped at this step.

Or perhaps they force their way through, resulting in their death and the dissipation of their soul.

Or they may stagnate and waste their lives.

Lu Qingfeng possesses supreme Dharma, immeasurable Merit, and Divine Path status. Resources are readily available, and he can freely travel to various cultivation secret realms. His cultivation conditions are far superior to those of countless Primordial Spirit cultivators.

Therefore, progress has been rapid.

Not only did he achieve the Fusion Stage Realm in just three thousand years, but his cultivation continued to advance for five hundred years after entering the Integration Realm.

The union of physical body, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Form, which ordinary people would find difficult to achieve even with countless attempts, was something Lu Qingfeng accomplished long ago.

Now.

On the contrary, the final step in clearly defining the path to the Mahayana True Immortal Realm was so complex and multifaceted that Lu Qingfeng found it difficult to grasp and remained clueless.

Spiritual practice cannot be rushed.

Taking the wrong path on the path of spiritual practice is even more fatal.

"The Myriad Arts and Divine Ability abilities I have cultivated are diverse and numerous. Although most of them are among the best in the world, enhancing my skills and helping me defeat enemies, they have become the final, insurmountable obstacle when it comes to advancing to the level of True Immortal."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

The saying "misfortune and fortune are interdependent" is exactly like this.

Fortunately, Lu Qingfeng has a long lifespan, and the game offers a hundredfold time difference, giving him ample time to accumulate experience and explore. Once he has accumulated enough, he will eventually be able to advance to the Mahayana.

"One should not rush spiritual practice."

"In the current situation, I only need to study Cultivation Method, comprehend Divine Ability, and even refine pills, forge weapons, and create formations. Cultivation is full of secrets, and the Great Dao is within them, just waiting for me to discover it."

Lu Qingfeng remained calm.

In the early years.

He remained in the Embryonic Breath Realm for two or three lifetimes.

After years of cultivation, his mind and character have been refined, and he is now clear-minded and open-minded. He is even on the verge of becoming Mahayana True Immortal, so naturally he will not have any problems with mental imbalance.

"I'll take advantage of this time to properly cultivate the 'Invert-Grand-Void Glazed Wall' so as not to be schemed against again."

The Great Divine Ability is obscure and profound.

Lu Qingfeng Great Enlightenment Method in hand, but even comprehending it was difficult. He had once devoted a great deal of effort to studying this Great Divine Ability, the 'Invert-Grand-Void Glazed Wall,' but he had only barely reached the minor completion stage, refining a layer of glazed glass.

I thought that would be enough.

But after the battle at Azurewood Valley, it seems they are still far from being able to improve.

"First, comprehend this Great Divine Ability. Even if mastering it is not easy, you must at least refine the thirty-six layers of the Glazed Wall. At that time, with a single thought, you can disrupt the heavenly secrets of the Human Realm. No matter how powerful the Earth Immortal or Celestial Immortal scheme with their immortal essence, Immortal Artifact, or Divine Ability powers, you will be completely oblivious!"

Lu Qingfeng hardened his heart.

However, this is not something that can be achieved in a day or two; it requires accumulation over time to see results.

Current.

Although his cultivation had stagnated, there was still an even more urgent matter to be done.

"West Sea".

Lu Qingfeng gazed at the western horizon, his eyes deep and profound. He stood up, his divine robe magnificent and solemn.

With one step, he left the meditation room.

Outside the Divine Lord of Censure.

A young general, wielding a red-tasseled spear, flew in with lightning speed.

On both sides of the mansion gate.

Two ferocious demons stood there.

The man on the left is seven feet tall, with hair flowing over his shoulders. He wears a Gold Hoop on his forehead. His upper body is draped in a deerskin half-sleeve, revealing his right arm, which is tattooed with the patterns of the five poisonous creatures.

With its nostrils pointing upwards and its ferocious appearance, it was extremely imposing.

The man on the right has a string of copper rings hanging from his waist and a sheathed Miao sword. He carries a long crossbow case on his back. He also has an animal skin wrapped around his waist and a Gold Hoop around his forehead.

His face was as white as gold paper, long and pointed. His eyes were round and large, gleaming with a fierce green light.

It is also very vicious.

The young general arrived in a flurry of activity.

The two ferocious demons, seeing the rudeness, were about to fiercely rebuke him when they saw who it was. Their expressions suddenly changed, and they said in a deep voice, "So it's the young general."

The person who came was none other than...

It was the Divine Lord of Censure and the Divine Lord of Palace Clerks's own nephew, the Poison Dragon Pool's Soul-Severing Demon-Subduing General—

Ao Jun!

This person was very close to his own deity, and his own cultivation talent was quite remarkable, already reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm. Moreover, he had somehow mastered the technique of 'Soul-Severing Divine Radiance,' which made the demons inside and outside the Poison Dragon Pool tremble with fear.

He also had a considerable reputation in the East Submerging Continent.

Naturally, no one dared to be negligent.

Even though these two demons were once top figures who dominated their respective regions.

Ao Jun looked anxious. Seeing the two powerful demons under his uncle and aunt's command, he asked urgently, "Ji Chou, Ding Shan, are my uncle and aunt at home?"

The demon with its nostrils pointing to the sky, named 'Ji Chou', replied, 'The Divine Lord of Palace Clerks is in the palace.'

Ao Jun listened, and his face lit up with joy.

He nodded to Ji Chou and Ding Shan, then hurriedly entered the mansion.

"Aunt!"

"Aunt!"

Upon entering the Divine Lord's Mansion, Ao Jun headed straight for the inner courtyard, shouting loudly.

Inside the inner courtyard.

"Jun'er, what's the matter that's causing you such panic?"

A beautiful figure stepped forward, dressed in a long, white robe, with an ethereal grace—it was Ao Le. Years had passed, yet Ao Le remained as serene and gentle as ever. The fierce, combative aura she had cultivated in her early years, when she commanded the Silver River Navy, had long since vanished.

As she spent more time with Lu Qingfeng, she reverted to the personality she had when she was at the Yuan Lake Water Palace.

However, since she was in charge of the "Golden Scripture of the Fire Book" and was also the wife of the Divine Lord of Censure, she had developed a certain demeanor, and no one dared to underestimate her, whether inside or outside the Divine Censure Office.

Ao Le walked out.

Upon seeing Ao Jun arrive in a flurry, Liu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Ao Jun landed with a thud, disregarding etiquette, and anxiously said to Ao Le, "Aunt, Grandfather forcibly broke through his cultivation realm and Qi Deviation. He is now on the verge of death. I have come here specifically to request the 'Unity Golden Core,' as delay will be fatal!"

Ao Le heard this.

Her beautiful eyes widened, and without saying a word, she immediately stepped on wind and thunder, transforming into a bolt of lightning that shot straight into the sky.

"Aunt!"

Seeing this, Ao Jun hurriedly followed.

Ancient Sorrow Continent.

On the shore of the West Sea.

A streak of light descended, revealing a middle-aged Daoist priest with an air of otherworldly grace. The priest looked around, found his bearing, and headed towards the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Along the way.

There were patrolling sea demons blocking the way and the sea-guarding general interrogating people.

The Daoist walked leisurely and casually, and neither the patrolling sea demons nor the sea-suppressing generals noticed him, as if they hadn't seen him at all.

The journey was unimpeded, and the water was pushed aside to avoid the waves; the West Sea Dragon Palace was in sight.

In the depths of the ocean, an endless expanse of palaces stood, with the Crystal Palace stretching across the middle, its grandeur and magnificence beyond description, like a celestial palace or a fairy pavilion in the clouds.

The Daoist entered the center, circled around seven or eight times, and arrived at a side hall.

Inscription on the palace gate—

Jade Radiance Palace.

"This is it!"

The Daoist's eyes brightened slightly as he stepped into the Jade Radiance Palace. He found the palace deserted, with only eight Golden Crab Generals and Silver Shrimp Generals stationed inside and outside. Three or five maids, idly chatting in the front courtyard, were also present.

"Well!"

"Your Highness is also pitiful. She has been separated from her husband and children for more than five thousand years and is imprisoned in this desolate palace. She looks at the moon and misses her family every day. It is truly heartbreaking."

"Yes. I heard that the Prince Consort was originally from the East Sea, but because he secretly married Princess Yun, he had no choice but to enter the Sorrow River. He had some ups and downs in the past few years, but eventually his luck turned around, and he became quite powerful in the Sorrow River Dragon Palace!"

"Mingyu, you are new to the Jade Radiance Palace and may not know this."

"The one who has gained power is not that prince consort, but the husband of Princess Yun's daughter, named 'Guangyuan'. It is said that Guangyuan is quite powerful in the Sorrow River. He is a first-rank Divine Lord of Censure, with countless powerful demons under his command. The shrimp generals and crab generals outside often talk about him, saying that this Divine Lord of Censure is extremely powerful. He is a force to be reckoned with in the Sorrow River, and no one dares to provoke him."

"It's a pity. No matter how powerful the Divine Lord of Censure is, it's only in the Sorrow River. That Divine Lord of Censure sent letters to the Dragon King several times, wanting to bring back Princess Yun, but unfortunately, it angered the Dragon King. Thousands of years have passed, and there has been no movement from the Sorrow River."

"Back then, Princess Yun not only broke off her engagement and ran away, but also secretly had an affair and gave birth to three sons and one daughter. The Dragon King's anger has not subsided to this day, so how could he allow Princess Yun to leave the West Sea again?"

Several beautiful maids whispered among themselves.

Jade Radiance Palace was deserted, and the maids usually had nothing to do, so they mostly gathered in the front courtyard to chat.

As the Daoist priest walked through the front courtyard, he overheard the maids gossiping, and his expression darkened slightly. He paused, then quickened his pace and headed towards the inner palace.

Not long after.

We entered the inner hall.

In the inner courtyard, a woman in a cloud-patterned robe and rosy dress stood, her skin as white as jade, exceptionally beautiful, like a celestial being. Upon closer inspection, her features and brows seemed to bear a resemblance to Ao Le.

The woman appeared to be around thirty years old.

Sitting in the courtyard, looking up at the sky, a faint sorrow lingered on his face, making his features appear somewhat thin and gaunt.

The Daoist priest entered the courtyard.

Silently, the woman remained unaware. Only when he approached did the Daoist sway and reveal himself. He had originally appeared as a middle-aged man with a square face, but now he was a handsome young man in a blue robe.

It was Lu Qingfeng!

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