As immortal swords entered his body one after another, Lu Ren felt a tearing pain, as though countless blades were slicing through him from within.
It lasted seven days and seven nights before the pain finally began to fade.
By then, the surface of Lu Ren's body shimmered with the luster of immortal-grade materials.
Lu Ren snapped his eyes open and clenched his fists. Feeling the power coursing through his Immortal Body, he nodded in satisfaction. "My Immortal Body's defenses have increased at least threefold. Even if I unleash my Sword Soul at a five-hundredfold amplification, my body won't be injured. I can keep strengthening my Sword Soul!"
Lu Ren emerged from the Reincarnation Ancient Pagoda. His gaze flicked toward the rankings in the sky, and he froze.
Contend for Immortality Assembly team rankings.
First place: Mystic Heart Immortal Sect, twelve points!
Second place: Yellow Springs Immortal Sect, four points!
Third place: Wuyue Clan, two points!
Fourth place: Great Sun Clan, one point!
"Bai Yuan is already that fast?"
Lu Ren was stunned.
More than two months had passed since the Immortal Dream Pavilion opened. Many people had only just finished cultivating, yet the Mystic Heart Immortal Sect had already shattered twelve Immortal Dream Crystals.
Lu Ren leaped into the air and flew toward his clan's gorge.
But before he could reach it, dozens of figures flew in from the distance. They were from the Great Sun Clan and the Sword Burial Immortal Sect.
At their head were Wu Zhenyang and Jian Qingyue.
Wu Zhenyang had reached the late Heavenly Immortal Realm, while Jian Qingyue had also advanced to the mid Heavenly Immortal Realm.
"Form the battle arrays!"
"Go!"
At their shouts, more than a dozen figures from each faction flew forward, formed battle arrays, and charged the two