Qian Daoliu Descends to the Immortal Realm, Jade Green Immortal Sect!

Her voice was pleasant, yet it carried a chill that kept others at arm's length.

Qian Renxue looked at the masked female cultivator before her.

She could sense the faint yet palpable pressure emanating from the other woman.

That pressure felt even deeper and more formidable than that of her master, Elder Hongfu.

This was absolutely not cultivation a Qi Refinement disciple should possess.

"Thank you for saving me."

Enduring the torment of the poison, Qian Renxue spoke softly.

The masked female cultivator turned her head and looked down at Qian Renxue in the net.

"Yellow Maple Valley's people are far too careless."

She raised her hand, and the ring-shaped artifact spun rapidly through the air.

A streak of white light descended, slicing the tough poisonous net directly into pieces.

Qian Renxue finally broke free of her restraints.

She pulled out an antidote pill from her storage pouch and swallowed it, then forced herself to her feet.

She watched the masked female cultivator, unable to discern her intentions.

Within the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land, saving someone was often more frightening than killing them, because you never knew what repayment the other party wanted.

The masked female cultivator paid no heed to Qian Renxue's wariness.

She walked beneath the Jade Spirit Fruit tree.

Extending a pale finger, she gently plucked the red fruit that emitted a sweet fragrance.

"This Jade Spirit Fruit will serve as payment for saving you."

The masked female cultivator put the fruit into her storage pouch.

Then her gaze fell upon the crocodile beast's corpse on the ground.

The crocodile beast's back was covered in a thick layer of yellow scales, excellent material for refining defensive artifacts.

She waved her artifact and cleanly peeled off the entire section of scales.

After finishing all this, the masked female cultivator did not even glance at Qian Renxue before turning and leaving.

Meanwhile, above the skies of Douluo Continent.

The enormous light screen that had been showing scenes from the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land suddenly twisted violently.

The previously clear image rippled like water, gradually becoming blurred.

Immediately afterward, a deep, ancient toll of a bell crashed down from beyond the heavens.

This bell did not belong to Douluo Continent. It carried an immense pressure of the Heavenly Dao, causing every living being on the land to involuntarily stop what they were doing.

The entire sky of Douluo Continent was completely enveloped in brilliant golden light.

Lines of vigorous golden characters slowly emerged amid the clouds, carrying an irresistible majesty.

[Current cultivation world exploration progress: 0.05%.]

[World Origin analysis in progress... Progress requirement met.]

[New descent mechanism triggered.]

[Three additional exploration slots hereby granted.]

The moment these lines appeared.

Every corner of Douluo Continent fell silent for a moment before erupting in a tidal wave of shocked cries.

0.05%!

Inside Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Emperor Xue Ye pointed at the golden words in the sky, his hand trembling like a leaf.

"The heavenly screen has been broadcasting for so long."

"There are the Seven Sects of the Yue Kingdom, the Boundless Sea, Great Jin, and even the Azure Origin Sword Sect that spans the Three Realms."

"With all these earth-shattering things combined, the exploration progress is only 0.05%?"

Ning Fengzhi stood nearby and let out a bitter sigh.

The sheer vastness of this cultivation world had already far exceeded the limits of imagination for mortals like them.

But after the shock subsided.

Everyone's attention focused on the final sentence.

Three additional slots!

For a time, the soul masters across all of Douluo Continent went into a frenzy.

After witnessing Qian Renxue and Hu Liena's experiences, many people had become filled with fear toward that world.

But beneath it all was greed and desire they could no longer suppress.

Any random blade of grass from the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land could completely transform a person.

That old man Xiang Zhili, and Han Li, who could roll around in a mud pit—weren't they both doing just fine?

As long as your luck was good, as long as you were cautious enough.

If you hid around the outskirts and picked up a few spirit herbs to bring back, you'd soar to the heavens in a single step!

"Pick me! Pick me!"

"I'm a Soul King! If you let me go, I'll definitely make a fortune!"

Countless soul masters knelt on the ground, hands clasped together as they prayed frantically to the light screen in the sky.

Under the gaze of the masses.

The golden screen began to flicker, countless names rapidly scrolling across it.

After more than a dozen breaths, the light froze.

The first name appeared in the very center of the sky screen, glaring like a blazing sun.

[Additional Slot One confirmed.]

[Spirit Hall, Grand Priest, Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo, Qian Daoliu.]

Inside the Elders Hall of Spirit Hall.

The instant they saw that name, all the priests sucked in a sharp breath.

Demon-Conquering Douluo and Thousand Jun Douluo exchanged a glance, their faces filled with disbelief.

Then, a burst of ecstatic cheers erupted through the hall.

"It's the Grand Priest!"

"Wonderful! The Grand Priest is the absolute pinnacle of combat power on the Douluo Continent!"

"With the Grand Priest going there, the Young Mistress won't have to fight alone in that world!"

Qian Daoliu stood on the steps of the hall with his hands behind his back.

As he looked at the name in the sky, a bold smile gradually appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Good."

Qian Daoliu's voice was steady and powerful.

He had been stuck at Rank 99 for far too many years, never able to take that final step toward godhood.

Now, the sky screen had given him this opportunity.

Not only would he seek the chance to break through, but he would also become the firmest support behind his granddaughter, Qian Renxue.

Just as everyone in Spirit Hall was celebrating.

The golden light on the sky screen flickered again, and the final two slots appeared at the same time.

[Additional Slots Two and Three confirmed.]

[Soto City, Rose Hotel, twin sisters.]

Seeing these two vague slots.

Everyone on the Douluo Continent was stunned.

Who were they?

A small hotel in Soto City was hiding two peerless geniuses?

Why weren't there even any specific names?

At this moment.

In the cafeteria of Shrek Academy.

Everyone was gathered around a table, eating while watching the sky screen.

When they saw the words "Soto City Rose Hotel twins."

Dai Mubai, who had been drinking from a teacup, suddenly went "Pfft!" and sprayed all the tea in his mouth out.

He coughed violently, his handsome face flushing bright red as his gaze darted around.

Tang San, seated opposite him, wiped the tea from his face with a puzzled expression.

"Boss Dai, what's wrong?"

Ma Hongjun also put down the chicken leg in his hand, his mung-bean-sized eyes sweeping Dai Mubai up and down.

Suddenly, the fat man slapped his thigh, as though he had remembered something.

"Holy shit!"

"Boss Dai, those twin sisters the sky curtain mentioned... they wouldn't happen to be the pair you used to take to the Rose Hotel all the time to rent rooms with, would they?"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire cafeteria fell silent.

Oscar's peach-blossom eyes widened, and his jaw nearly hit the floor.

The female students at the neighboring tables all cast contemptuous looks at Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

He stammered as he tried to explain.

"Fatty, don't talk nonsense. That was all in the past. I cut off contact with them ages ago."

Dai Mubai had never imagined that the romantic debts from his reckless younger days would be exposed by the sky curtain in such a manner, before the entire continent.

Moreover, those twin sisters were merely ordinary soul masters with poor talent.

They could not even get into an advanced soul master academy.

Throwing them into that cultivation world, where people devoured others without even spitting out the bones—wasn't that simply sending them to their deaths?

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the teleportation formation on the sky curtain activated.

Within the Elders Hall, a dazzling holy radiance lit up around Qian Daoliu.

He turned and glanced at Bibi Dong.

"Spirit Hall is in your hands."

With that, he laughed loudly and transformed into a pillar of light that shot into the heavens, vanishing from the hall.

On a certain street in Soto City, the twin sisters, who had been out shopping, were also swept into the sky by two beams of golden light amid terrified screams.

The light of teleportation slowly faded from the sky curtain.

The audience of Douluo Continent all widened their eyes, eager to see where Qian Daoliu, this Peerless Douluo, would descend among the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom.

Or whether he would descend directly into the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land to support Qian Renxue.

But when the image lit up once more, everyone realized that something was wrong.

There was no dense mist of the Great Yue Mountain Range in the scene, nor was there the desolation of the Blood-Colored Forbidden Land.

What appeared on the sky curtain was a vast immortal realm beyond description.

The sky was not blue, but a translucent jade color.

What floated through the air was not wisps of spiritual energy.

Instead, it was an unknown energy so dense that it had directly condensed into droplets of golden dew.

Massive floating islands, so enormous they took one's breath away, hovered silently above a sea of clouds.

Palaces rose and fell across the islands, their carved beams and painted rafters radiating boundless rosy light.

Even a random pillar supporting one of the great halls stood several hundred zhang tall, carved with lifelike true dragons and colorful phoenixes.

Qian Daoliu's figure slowly solidified on a massive white jade plaza atop one of the floating islands.

The instant he landed, he stumbled and nearly fell to his knees.

The spatial gravity here was absurdly powerful.

Qian Daoliu desperately mobilized the level ninety-nine soul power within him, trying to steady himself.

Yet, to his horror, he discovered that the soul power he had always taken pride in was like lingering snow meeting boiling water once it came into contact with the golden energy in the surrounding air.

It melted away completely in an instant.

"Th-this... where is this place?"

Qian Daoliu panted heavily and raised his head.

Before him, at the far end of the plaza, stood a towering archway that pierced the clouds.

Several large characters were written upon it in an ancient, weathered script.

[Main Sect of the Immortal Realm]

At the sight of those words, Qian Daoliu's mind buzzed, going completely blank.

The Immortal Realm!

This was not the mortal realm!

Unlike Qian Renxue, he had not descended into the Yue Kingdom of the mortal realm. The sky curtain had thrown him directly into the legendary Immortal Realm!

Right before that supreme great sect that spanned the three realms!

Outside the light screen, everyone on Douluo Continent watched with their scalps tingling.

Is this the Immortal Realm?

A place where a single breath made one feel as though the very level of life itself was ascending?

Just as Qian Daoliu remained in extreme shock, he noticed a strangely shaped side hall beside the small plaza where he had landed.

Its architectural style differed from the surrounding ethereal immortal palaces, brimming instead with a metallic texture.

Above its open doors hung a black plaque.

[Mechanism Hall]

From within came the repeated sounds of turning gears and clashing metal.

Qian Daoliu swallowed, not daring to make any rash move.

In this Immortal Realm, an Ultimate Douluo like him was probably inferior even to a newborn infant.

Just then, two young disciples in white Daoist robes emerged from the side hall.

They held several blueprints emanating formation fluctuations and were quietly discussing something.

One of the disciples looked up and happened to spot Qian Daoliu standing in the plaza.

He gave a surprised cry.

"Senior Brother, look. Why did the formation hub teleport a mortal from the lower realm over here?"

The other disciple looked over as well.

His gaze swept over Qian Daoliu twice.

"No spiritual roots, and no spiritual power within his body either."

"Still, the bones and meridians of this body have been tempered by some low-level energy to become remarkably resilient."

The senior brother stroked his chin, a glint of interest flashing through his eyes.

"The Sect Master recently bestowed a batch of blueprints for new mechanism puppets. Our Mechanism Hall was just worrying about finding suitable materials for experiments."

"This old man's skeleton is sturdy. He'll do nicely for testing that Heavenly Lightning Core."

The two spoke as though no one else were present.

In their eyes, Qian Daoliu, the peerless powerhouse who had commanded the winds and clouds on the Douluo Continent, was not a living person at all.

He was merely a fairly decent piece of mechanism-testing material that had fallen from the sky.

Hearing their conversation, every hair on Qian Daoliu's body stood on end.

He wanted to run, but under the pressure of this Immortal Realm, his legs felt as heavy as lead. He could not take a single step.

The senior brother put away the blueprints and walked toward Qian Daoliu with a smile.

He merely flicked his sleeve lightly.

Qian Daoliu felt an irresistible force envelop his entire body.

His body rose involuntarily into the air.

"Come, old man. Consider yourself lucky."

"Once you enter our Mechanism Hall and the modifications are complete, this mortal body of yours will possess power capable of rivaling a True Immortal."

The senior brother said it casually.

Then, the two disciples brought Qian Daoliu, imprisoned in midair, into the metal-filled side hall.

The heavy doors slammed shut.

Soon, the thick metal doors slowly closed behind Qian Daoliu.

The sight within the side hall left even him, a well-traveled Ultimate Douluo, dizzy with shock.

It was not as gloomy and terrifying as he had imagined. Instead, it was filled with an incomprehensible grandeur and sanctity.

The surrounding walls were covered in dense golden runes.

As though alive, those runes slowly moved across the walls, emitting energy fluctuations that made one's heart tremble.

Several enormous transparent crystal spheres floated in the center of the hall, each containing the bones of rare beasts that radiated precious light.

The two disciples in white Daoist robes casually tossed Qian Daoliu onto a cold white jade platform in the center of the hall.

Qian Daoliu tried to struggle.

But he discovered that not only was his soul power suppressed, he lacked even the strength to lift a finger.

The high-dimensional Immortal Realm energy around him was like countless mountains pressing down upon his meridians.

"This old man has fine bone structure. It seems he was a body-cultivation expert in the lower realm as well."

As he spoke, the senior brother retrieved an exquisite jade box from a nearby shelf.

The junior brother leaned closer, his eyes filled with fervent admiration.

"Sect Master Su Yuqing truly is a heaven-sent genius. To think he came up with using the power of heavenly lightning to drive a puppet core."

"Our Jade Green Immortal Sect spans the three realms of immortals, spirits, and mortals, governing countless starfields. Our foundation is unimaginably profound."

"Yet the Sect Master still tirelessly derives new paths of the Mechanism Dao. Such a realm is truly beyond our reach."