Fulfill Our Beautiful Dream with Our Own Hands

"Join us."

A battle had raged for hours inside the Peerless Hall. Su Chen roared at Li Xinnian, who waited in the distance for an opening. He truly lived up to being a child of destiny raised by the immortals: from the Mortal Transformation Realm to the Dao Insight Realm, he could fight two opponents at once.

His opponents were Mu Xueqing, who had reached the Dao Comprehension Realm, and Zishu Feng, who had been badly wounded while they surrounded him. Even so, he lived up to his title as the greatest genius of sixty thousand years ago.

The Heaven-Sealing Great Dao could seal anything.

The Nine Dragon Banner conjured immortal soldiers for Zishu Feng, but Su Chen sealed them one by one. Covered in runes, they hung motionless in midair like stone statues. Mu Xueqing's Dao manifested as a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix. Her Dao was a heart of supreme purity and sincerity; with it, any Daoist art in her hands could grow tenfold, even a hundredfold stronger. Yet under Su Chen's seals, she could not bring her full strength to bear.

Now his former lover faced him with blade drawn, while his brother watched from afar with misunderstanding and cold eyes. Su Chen's heart felt carved apart. His eyes bloodshot, he roared at the one whose opinion mattered more to him. "Xinnian, I never wanted to hurt anyone. Once the immortals emerge, all under heaven can live as one. Don't you understand?"

"When I was with the Li Family, I saw how Crown Prince Sheng oppressed you and how the dynasty harmed you. We went through war together. Our dream was to never again spend every day trembling in fear."

"Now everything is within reach. The immortals will welcome me. I'm their spokesman. I can