The Immortal Lord Descends to the Lower Realm, Slaying the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow with a Single Palm!

"If we can just absorb that bucket of medicinal liquid, our Spirit Hall will truly soar to greatness!"

Clear Sky Sect, main hall.

Unlike the people on the other side, who were all holding their breath for Qian Renxue, the atmosphere here was completely different.

"Hmph, putting on a show!"

The Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect looked at the Sky Screen and spoke with a mocking sneer:

"What kind of baptism? Looks more like a bath to me!"

"She ate so many good things yesterday and still didn't level up. Now she's saying a bath will make her stronger?"

"Dream on!"

Seeing this, Tang Xiao also snorted and chimed in:

"Exactly! This is definitely some trick that Willow Demon cooked up to confuse people!"

"Nothing like my younger brother Hao, who got stronger by eating swill for real!"

"As for all those things, what a terrible waste!"

"But luckily, my younger brother Hao has already become a god."

However, just as Tang Xiao and the others were congratulating themselves, someone suddenly pointed at the edge of the Sky Screen and cried out in alarm:

"Wait, who's that?!"

Hearing this, everyone looked up as well.

At the edge of the Sky Screen's image, two figures were slowly making their way through the depths of the Great Wilderness.

Although they were far away and their faces couldn't be made out,

their familiar silhouettes carried such an extraordinary air that it could be felt even through the screen...

"How is this possible?!"

"Th-those two can't possibly be here!"

After recognizing the newcomers, Clear Sky Sect Master Tang Xiao sprang to his feet, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

After a brief moment of shock, the Second Elder beside him trembled with excitement, so worked up he could barely get his words out:

"No, no!"

"Sect Master, this is an immense opportunity for our Clear Sky Sect!"

"If Tang Hao can get in those two's good graces..."

"Then our Clear Sky Sect won't just rise to prominence—we'll reach the heavens!!!"

Star Dou Great Forest, Life Lake.

Core region.

"My lord..."

Beast God Di Tian watched Qian Renxue prepare for her baptism on the Sky Screen, his golden, slit-pupiled eyes narrowing slightly.

"That Qian Renxue absorbed so much energy, yet her Soul Power hasn't budged at all."

"But the blood vitality inside her has already grown to an unbelievable level."

"Could she have already embarked on that world's cultivation path...?"

Hearing this, Gu Yuena, whose expression was already grave, nodded slightly.

"Indeed."

"Blood vitality swirls around her, yet her Soul Power Level hasn't changed at all. This should be the first realm in that world's cultivation system: Blood-Moving."

Di Tian's massive brows furrowed slightly, perplexed.

"But, my lord, that human girl Zhu Zhuqing had to shatter her Soul Rings and endure inhuman pain just to set foot on that world's path."

"Why does Qian Renxue not only look like she's in no pain, but seems to be enjoying herself?"

"She doesn't even have to cripple her Soul Power?"

"Could it be...?"

Suddenly, a scene from earlier on the Sky Screen flashed through Di Tian's mind—a detail many people might easily have overlooked.

An ordinary willow leaf had fluttered down from the Willow Tree and landed between Qian Renxue's brows.

It was precisely that blessing that had allowed her to escape the pressure of the region's gravity.

He had originally thought that the so-called blessing merely protected her from the gravity. But now, it seemed it was surely more than that.

However, Gu Yuena didn't answer Di Tian's question.

Instead, she stared solemnly at the two figures that had suddenly appeared on the Sky Screen. Even her voice trembled as she spoke:

"Just as I thought. That Willow Tree is no ordinary thing."

"That chicken isn't the Sacrificial Spirit of that village at all. The Willow Tree is!"

"But what kind of terrifying existence is it, to have even drawn this person down to the Lower Realm!"

At the same time, elsewhere.

Perfect World, Eight Regions of the Lower Realm, depths of the Great Wilderness.

"Caw—!"

A cry rang out, shaking the heavens and scattering the clouds across the sky.

The next second, a terrifying demonic bird blotted out the sun as it flew overhead.

Its entire body was covered in blue scales, and its wings stretched thousands of meters wide.

Dense, murderous bloodlust swirled around it, and its enormous eyes were like two lakes of blood, radiating a terrifying, savage glare.

This was none other than the pure-blooded vicious bird, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow, which had just casually devoured a great tribe of a million people!

The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow flew along, completely satisfied, the blood of the tribe's Sacrificial Spirit still staining the corners of its beak.

"Hm?"

Just then, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow's gaze suddenly swept over the wilderness below.

Across the vast land, two tiny figures were making their way forward.

One wore a blue robe and a bamboo hat. He carried himself with gentle, scholarly grace, like a young scholar out enjoying the spring.

Behind him followed a little Daoist boy, so exquisitely adorable he looked carved from jade, his hair tied into two upright tufts.

The two looked like ordinary people who had wandered into the Great Wilderness by mistake, and not a trace of powerful aura emanated from them.

But as a veteran who had fought for years in the Great Wilderness, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow instinctively sensed something amiss.

"Two mortals? How could they have made it this far into the Great Wilderness without being eaten?"

"Hmph, they must have some precious treasure concealing their auras!"

At this thought, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow's huge pupils shifted.

"Humans with such tender, delicate flesh must taste delicious."

"And that scholar has such an otherworldly air about him..."

"My instincts tell me that eating those two would bring me more benefits than devouring an entire ancient kingdom!"

"I'm lucky. What a windfall to stumble upon!"

With that thought, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow didn't hesitate any longer.

"Boom!"

In an instant, its enormous body shuddered. It tucked in its wings and plunged toward Jiang Chen and the little Daoist boy below!

Eight Regions of the Lower Realm, depths of the Great Wilderness.

The vast land was covered with towering ancient trees.

Yet in this perilous primeval forest, two figures utterly out of place were strolling along at an unhurried pace.

The man walking in front wore a blue robe and a bamboo hat, his bearing scholarly and refined. With each step he took, the dead leaves beneath his feet seemed to bear no weight at all, making not the slightest sound.

Behind him followed a little Daoist boy with two upright tufts of hair and a face as adorable as a carved jade figurine.

At that moment, however, the little Daoist boy was pouting, his face full of reluctance.

"Master, you're walking much too slowly."

The boy kicked a stone by the roadside. Though the kick seemed casual, it shattered a ten-thousand-jin boulder into powder. He grumbled without pause:

"You're an Immortal King Titan, for heaven's sake. Why are you dawdling so much?"

"If those old monsters in the Immortal Domain who don't get along with you saw this, wouldn't they laugh themselves to death?"

Hearing the boy's complaints from behind, Jiang Chen stopped and glanced back at him, flicking his sleeve in exasperation.

"You've got some nerve!"

"The Eight Regions of the Lower Realm have incomplete laws and spatial barriers as thin as a cicada's wing."

"My Dao avatar can manage. I've long since restrained every trace of my aura."

"But what about you?"

"You've eaten so many immortal pills and divine medicines in the Immortal Court that your body's overflowing with energy. If your true body descended, the moment you set foot here, half the Eight Regions of the Lower Realm would collapse!"

"If I hadn't needed to settle your true body in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, then laboriously create this Dao avatar to house your soul, I'd have arrived long ago."

After Jiang Chen gave him a thorough scolding, the boy couldn't help shrinking his neck and sticking out his tongue. He didn't dare say another word.

Because what Jiang Chen said did sound like the truth...

However, just as master and servant were busy passing the blame back and forth,

the sky, which had been bright moments earlier, suddenly darkened. At once, a nauseating gust of foul wind swept across a hundred li!

Both of them looked up.

High in the Nine Heavens, an enormous blue demonic bird, thousands of zhang long, was plunging toward them.