CHAPTER 439: CHAPTER 263 5TH ERA: IMMORTAL DIVINE MEDICINE, LU YUAN’S PLAN!

The Supreme Divine Hall has emerged!

Almost immediately as that immense Ancient Star had just appeared.

Countless factions, through various means, learned of this event at the first opportunity.

The Supreme Divine Hall is the ultimate place for Dao enlightenment, only opening when the Profound Realm reaches its darkest hour.

As long as one can step inside, even if it’s a pig, they can attain Dao and be revered!

"What a pity, originally the candidates for the Supreme Divine Hall were determined by the top ten on the list of a hundred outstanding geniuses."

"But the Celestial Secret Elder was gravely injured and is on the brink of death, making it difficult for the Celestial Secret Pavilion to communicate with the Heavenly Dao Will, thus giving the Taichu Holy Land an opportunity to interfere."

Some cultivators sigh, feeling it unfair for Lu Yuan and others.

The top hundred geniuses fought fiercely, wasn’t it all to get a spot in the Supreme Divine Hall?

Who would have thought that this spot would ultimately become predetermined by the likes of the Taichu Holy Land!

"Isn’t the Taichu Ancestor dead? How dare they still be so arrogant and domineering, aren’t they afraid of provoking others’ discontent?"

"What do you know, the Taichu Ancestor might be dead, but the foundation of the Taichu Holy Land remains!"

"And although the Sect Leader Taichu is a Half-Step Venerable, his power far surpasses others of the same level, able to wield Venerable might with Origin Dao Soldiers!"

"Now Long Zhan is heavily injured, the True Phoenix Ancestor has fallen, and both the Celestial Secret Elder and Empress of Ten Thousand Beasts have suffered great losses, who is left to balance these Holy Land Ancient Races?"

"That’s true; it seems Lu Yuan’s fate is sealed."

"Without a Venerable to back him, no matter how talented he is, he’s destined to fade into obscurity."

Some insiders explain in hushed tones.

And as a few Ancient Race Sacred Lands grow dominant, the conduct of their disciples becomes increasingly overbearing.

There are even disciples from Infinite Mountain openly provoking, demanding Lu Yuan to hand over the Ancient True Dragon Bloodline.

Then, bind his hands and kneel before the mountain gate, repenting for ten thousand years.

Though some cultivators couldn’t stand the demeanor of these Holy Lands, they dared only to be angry but remain silent, enduring it all in silence.

When the entire Profound Realm becomes tumultuous due to the emergence of the Supreme Divine Hall,

Lu Yuan, the person involved, is oblivious to the outside world, pouring all his attention and energy into cultivation.

Within the Dragon Palace Hall, at a training ground.

He sits cross-legged, his entire body shrouded in a golden divine radiance.

The brilliance is like a blazing sun, dazzling and making it hard to look directly at.

His internal blood and Spiritual Energy roar, emanating an aura of eternal immortality, an undying, imperishable sacredness!

But upon closer inspection, one would notice.

Lu Yuan’s body surface is covered with countless fine cracks, making him look like a cracking porcelain doll, with the flesh body seemingly on the brink of collapse at any moment.

Not only that.

Countless Laws descend, forming the Dao Fire, continuously burning his body.

This Law Dao Fire can melt the void, being the most terrifying flame in the world.

Even the toughest Immortal Gold Divine Materials would turn to ash in its flames.

Yet under the scorching of the Law Dao Fire.

His body not only does not collapse, but, like the True Phoenix Nirvana, his flesh and bones constantly shatter and reform, becoming increasingly tough!

Meanwhile.

A humanoid shadow silently emerges behind him.

The originally towering Celestial God Ant shadow, at this moment, its form shrinks rapidly, changing from tens of thousands of feet tall to merely a feet tall in a blink!

Finally, it completely fuses with Lu Yuan, becoming inseparable!

"Rip!"

Lu Yuan’s muscles swell high, and his clothes are instantly torn apart.

His previously normal physique and height abruptly swell to about one feet tall.

His muscles are well-defined, resembling boulders, with countless Law Dao Marks covering the surface of his skin.

And a pair of antennae grow from his head, making him appear like a prehistoric creature emerging from the ancient wilderness.

In this state.

Every drop of his blood is as heavy as a mountain!

Every vein is as spacious as a great river!

Every bone is as tough as a mountain ridge!

Lu Yuan’s entire flesh body is more indestructible, as if forged from Immortal Gold, possessing unparalleled power and defense.

Just standing there, he is like an Ancient Divine King descending the mortal world, instilling fear and an impulse to kneel and worship!

Moreover.

An odd domain forms centered around him, enveloping everything within ten miles.

Within this domain.

The Ten Thousand Techniques fall silent, and he alone reigns supreme.

Innately standing in an undefeatable position!

And this is precisely the true form of the Celestial God Ant True Body!

"As expected of the unparalleled inheritance of the True Phoenix Race, it has even altered my Celestial God Ant Bloodline."

Lu Yuan murmurs to himself.

The Nirvana Undying Scripture continuously transfigures and sublimates the flesh and Divine Soul.

When cultivated to the end, even a pheasant could theoretically transform into a phoenix!

Of course, this is just a theoretical concept.

After all, the Nirvana Undying Scripture requires the aid of Law Dao Fire, repeatedly tempering oneself.

But how intense and fierce is the Law Dao Fire?

Even Life and Death Realm powerhouses dare not rashly touch it, ordinary low-tier creatures would be reduced to ashes without even touching it.

"Crack!"

Lu Yuan casually clenches his fists without exerting full strength.

The void, like a shattered mirror, suddenly reveals cracks, seemingly unable to withstand such terrifying power.

"With my current power, even without using the Celestial God Ant True Body, I could probably lift the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod directly."

Lu Yuan muses to himself.

If the Taichu Saint Son were still alive.

Within three moves, he could easily subdue him!

Subsequently.

Lu Yuan shakes his arms, his body shoots into the sky, like a Kunpeng, traversing above the firmament, moving freely amidst the stars!