Immortal Lord Arrives in the Lower Realm, Palm Crushes Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow!

"As long as we can absorb that barrel of medicinal liquid, our Spirit Hall will truly soar to the heavens!"

Clear Sky Sect, main hall.

Unlike the other side, where everyone was sweating for Qian Renxue, the atmosphere here was completely different.

"Hmph, putting on a show!"

The Second Elder of the Clear Sky Sect watched the Sky Screen, his face twisted in a sarcastic sneer:

"What kind of baptism is this? To me, it looks like a bath!"

"She didn't level up after eating so many good things yesterday, and now she thinks she can get stronger just by taking a soak?"

"Dream on!"

Seeing this, Tang Xiao standing to the side immediately let out a cold snort in agreement:

"Exactly! This must be some trick that Willow Demon cooked up to deceive people!"

"It's nothing like my brother Tang Hao, who grew stronger by eating swill, fair and square!"

"As for these resources, it's a complete waste of heaven's gifts."

"But fortunately, my brother Tang Hao has already become a god."

However, just as Tang Xiao and the others were feeling smug, someone suddenly pointed at a corner of the Sky Screen and cried out in shock:

"Wait, who is that?!"

Hearing this, everyone looked up.

At the edge of the Sky Screen, deep within the Great Wilderness, two figures were slowly approaching.

Although they were far away and their faces were unclear, the familiarity of their silhouettes carried an aura of transcendence that could be felt even through the screen...

"How is this possible?!"

"This... how could these two appear here?!"

After seeing the newcomers clearly, Tang Xiao, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, stood up abruptly, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

After a brief moment of shock, the Second Elder beside him trembled with such excitement that he could barely string his words together:

"No, this is wrong!"

"Sect Master, this is a heaven-sent opportunity for our Clear Sky Sect!"

"If Tang Hao can latch onto these two..."

"Then our Clear Sky Sect won't just rise, we will soar!!!"

Star Dou Great Forest, Life Lake.

Core region.

"Master..."

The Beast God Di Tian watched Qian Renxue preparing for the baptism on the Sky Screen, his golden slit pupils narrowing slightly.

"That Qian Renxue has absorbed so much energy, yet her Soul Power hasn't budged an inch."

"However, the blood energy within her body has reached an incredible level of vitality."

"Could it be that she has already embarked on the path of cultivation from that world..."

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

"Indeed."

"Her body is shrouded in blood energy, yet her Soul Power rank remains unchanged. This should be the first realm of that world's cultivation system: Blood-Moving."

Di Tian frowned, his massive brow furrowing in confusion:

"But Master, when that human girl named Zhu Zhuqing wanted to embark on that world's path, she not only had to shatter her own soul rings but also endure inhuman agony."

"Why does this Qian Renxue look like she is not only free of pain but actually enjoying it?"

"She didn't even have to sacrifice her Soul Power?"

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, an image that many had overlooked in the previous Sky Screen broadcast flashed through Di Tian's mind.

It was an ordinary willow leaf that had drifted from that Willow Tree and landed on the center of Qian Renxue's brow.

It was precisely because of this blessing that she was able to remain unaffected by the gravity of that region.

He had originally thought the so-called blessing merely granted immunity to gravity, but looking at it now, it was likely far from simple.

However, facing Di Tian's doubts, Gu Yuena did not answer his question.

She merely stared with a grave expression at the two figures that had suddenly appeared on the Sky Screen, her voice trembling as she spoke:

"As expected, I knew that Willow Tree was no ordinary thing."

"That bird was never the village's Sacrificial Spirit; that Willow Tree is!"

"But what kind of terrifying existence could it be to attract even that person to descend to the Lower Realm?"

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

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

"SCREECH--"

A bird's cry rang out, piercing the heavens and scattering the clouds across the sky.

In the next second, a terrifying demonic bird that blotted out the sun was seen flying through the high altitude.

Its entire body was covered in cyan scales, and its wingspan stretched for several thousand meters.

Not only that, but its body was wreathed in a thick, baleful aura of blood, and those massive eyes, like two lakes of blood, radiated a terrifying, murderous glare.

This was none other than the pure-blooded fierce beast that had just casually devoured a tribe of a million people—the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow!

The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow was flying in high spirits, the blood of the tribe's Sacrificial Spirit still lingering at the corners of its beak.

"Hmm?"

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

On the vast earth, two tiny figures were slowly moving forward.

One was dressed in a green shirt and wore a bamboo hat, his temperament elegant and easygoing, much like a scholar out for a spring stroll.

Behind him followed a delicate, doll-like Daoist boy with his hair tied in topknots.

Although the two looked like ordinary people who had stumbled into the Great Wilderness, there was no powerful aura radiating from them.

But as a veteran who had been slaughtering in the Great Wilderness for years, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

"Two mortals? How could they walk into the depths of the Great Wilderness and not be eaten?"

"Hmph, they must have some precious treasure masking their aura!"

Thinking of this, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow's massive pupils rolled.

"Such tender-skinned humans must taste delicious."

"And that refined aura on the scholar..."

"My intuition tells me that eating the two of them will bring more benefits than devouring an ancient kingdom!"

"What luck, to run into such a good thing."

With that thought, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow no longer hesitated.

"BOOM!"

In an instant, its massive body shuddered, its wings tucked in, and it dove straight toward Jiang Chen and the Daoist boy below!

Eight Regions of the Lower Realm, Deep Great Wilderness.

The vast earth was filled with towering ancient trees.

Yet, in this primitive jungle fraught with danger, two out-of-place figures were walking at a leisurely pace.

Walking in front was the elegant man in the green shirt and bamboo hat. With every step he took, the fallen leaves beneath his feet seemed to bear no weight, not even making a sound.

Behind him followed the delicate, doll-like Daoist boy with his hair tied in topknots.

However, the little Daoist boy was pouting, his face full of reluctance.

"Master, you are moving far too slowly."

The Daoist boy kicked a stone by the roadside. Although the kick seemed casual, it pulverized a ten-thousand-jin boulder into dust. He kept muttering:

"A dignified Immortal King Titan, yet so dawdling."

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

Hearing the complaints from behind, Jiang Chen stopped and glanced back at him, flicking his sleeves in annoyance.

"You have the nerve to say that?"

"The laws of these Eight Regions of the Lower Realm are incomplete, and the spatial barriers are as thin as cicada wings."

"My Daoist body is one thing; I have already restrained all my aura."

"But you?"

"You brat, you eat too many immortal pills and divine medicines in the Immortal Court, and your body is overflowing with energy. If your true form descended, I fear that the moment one foot stepped in, half of these Eight Regions would shatter!"

"If it weren't for the effort of settling your true form in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and condensing this Daoist body to carry your soul, I would have arrived long ago."

After being scolded by Jiang Chen, the Daoist boy couldn't help but shrink his neck and stick out his tongue, not daring to make another sound.

Because what he said seemed to be the truth...

However, just as this master and servant were shifting the blame onto each other, the bright sky suddenly darkened. Following that, a nauseating, foul wind instantly swept across a hundred miles!

Both of them looked up at the same time.

High above in the nine heavens, a cyan demonic bird, several thousand zhang in size, was diving down toward them.