Chapter 293 Immortal Lord Jiang Chen VS He Wushuang! A Battle of Prodigies!
Meanwhile, on the walls of the Imperial Pass.
Compared to the bewilderment of others, Meng Tian, who had just achieved the status of a True Immortal, froze on the spot as if struck by lightning after seeing the white-robed youth's back.
Others couldn't sense it, but the invincible Dao seed within him, which was used to achieve immortality, was resonating wildly at this moment!
He could never forget that primordial aura that shared the same origin and stood high above others!
"He is a great benefactor!"
Meng Tianzheng was very excited and did not hesitate at all.
He withdrew the dazzling immortal light emanating from his body, and even casually placed the iron-blooded longbow in his hand aside.
Then, under the gaze of a group of Imperial Pass commanders and veterans.
The only true immortal in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, who had just killed the immortal elder Meng Tianzheng from another realm, actually jumped off the city wall.
Then he strode across the devastated battlefield and came up behind Jiang Chen.
"thump!"
Without any hesitation, Meng Tianzheng bent his knees and knelt heavily in mid-air.
"This junior is Meng Tianzheng!"
Meng Tianzheng, in a deep and resonant voice, respectfully kowtowed and said:
"Greetings, senior!"
"Thank you so much for the divine grace of bestowing the Dharma and bestowing the opportunity upon us that day. Without you, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would be destroyed today!"
This kneeling gesture completely stunned everyone on the walls of the Imperial Pass.
The Grand Elder actually knelt down?
And why would someone bow so deeply to a young-looking man in white and address him as "senior"?
Who exactly are these two men in white?
...
Meanwhile, in a ruin far from the main battlefield of Diguan.
A thin figure was huddled in the corner, trembling all over.
It was through the rules of the Heavenly Curtain that Tang San was randomly teleported to the edge of this battlefield.
Realizing that this was not the Immortal Realm, he could only huddle here like a rat in the sewers, praying every day that this terrifying ordeal would end soon.
But just now, when he boldly peeked out from the gap to look at the center of the battlefield...
Tang San's eyes widened instantly.
He stared at the white-clad figure standing with his hands behind his back, and his breathing suddenly became extremely rapid.
"It's him!"
"It's the Primordial Immortal Lord from the light screen!"
"He's here! He actually came here in person!"
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Tang San's mind.
Why would the Immortal Lord appear in this desolate battlefield?
Are they here for tourism? Impossible!
"Could it be..."
Tang San's breathing grew heavier and heavier. He looked down at his left hand, where the faint shadow of a small black hammer appeared.
Is it because of me?
It must be because of me!
"I, Tang San, possess twin martial souls and am a master of hidden weapons; my talent is unparalleled throughout history!"
"This immortal lord must have seen my hidden, heaven-defying potential in this desperate situation through the celestial canopy, and knows that I am a rare genius in all the heavens and myriad realms!"
"That's why he personally crossed time and space to come to this dangerous battlefield!"
"He's here to guide me!"
"He came to take me as his personal disciple, to take me to the lofty Primordial Immortal Court, and to help me ascend to the heavens in one step!"
Thinking of this, Tang San was so excited that tears almost streamed down his face.
As long as one can join the Primordial Immortal Court, as long as one can latch onto the coattails of this Immortal Lord.
What Spirit Hall, what Star Luo Empire, what Primordial Immortal Court's Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing!
When Tang San masters the immortal techniques and returns to Douluo Continent, they will all be trampled under his feet! They will all meet their demise!
"My Lord, I'm here! Tang San is here!"
Tang San could no longer contain his excitement.
He suddenly stood up, ignoring the chilling atmosphere around him, and started waving his hands wildly, shouting like a madman, as he ran towards the direction where Jiang Chen and Liu Shen were.
Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
When the screen showed Tang San emerging from the ruins and charging towards the Primordial Immortal Lord like a madman, shouting and yelling.
The entire Douluo Continent did not erupt in laughter as usual.
On the contrary, countless Soul Masters looked at that ragged, emaciated figure and their eyes revealed an extremely complex emotion.
There was shock, there was admiration, but even more so, there was undisguised envy.
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Qian Daoliu stood on high ground, watching Tang San's frantically running figure. Instead of looking down on him, he clenched his fists.
"What a Tang San! What a remnant of the Clear Sky Sect."
Below the main hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged glances.
Chrysanthemum Douluo stepped forward and whispered:
"Great Elder, this kid was hiding over there like a mouse, and now he's running out here shouting and yelling. He's completely disgraced our Douluo Continent."
"What do you know?"
However, Qian Daoliu interrupted Ju Douluo directly.
He looked at the elders below and said coldly:
"You only saw his disheveled state, but you didn't see his cunning and forbearance."
What place is that?
"That's a desolate battlefield where immortals clash! Any wisp of energy there could crush a Title Douluo into dust."
"Tang San was not terrified when he was teleported there. On the contrary, he was able to suppress his fear and survive in the dark and sunless ruins."
"Who among you possesses this kind of adaptability and ruthless mentality, willing to do anything to survive?"
Upon hearing this, the hall fell completely silent.
After speaking, Qian Daoliu looked back at the light screen, his eyes filled with an increasingly heavy gloom.
"He is very smart."
"Although the Immortal Lord descended upon the Imperial Pass, he did not come for a mere ant from the mortal realm."
"But he knew even more clearly that this was the only chance he would ever have in his life, and the closest he would ever get to the supreme ruler of all the heavens!"
"Opportunity always favors the bold."
"Tang San dared to risk being killed by the aftershocks of the battle by jumping out at this moment to attract the Immortal Lord's attention. He was gambling with his life!"
"He possesses twin martial souls, is born with full soul power, and has those strange and unusual hidden weapon techniques."
"In the Douluo Continent, he is already a top genius."
"If that Primordial Immortal Lord had actually glanced at him casually, even if he had only found his twin martial souls somewhat interesting..."
At this point, Qian Daoliu also stopped and said in a heavy tone:
"As long as the Immortal Lord nods in approval."
"Even if you don't accept him as your personal disciple, you can just casually give him a drop of immortal dew or a low-level breathing technique."
"When Tang San returns to Douluo Continent, he will be able to soar to the heavens with ease!"
Upon hearing the Grand Elder's words, the Spirit Hall elders present all changed their expressions.
For a moment, they looked at the boy who was still running wildly in the light screen, wishing they could rush into the light screen right now, kick Tang San away, and then run over to kowtow to the Immortal Lord.
Why should such a tremendous opportunity fall into the hands of a wanted criminal hiding in the sewers?
...
Meanwhile, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest...
Lake of Life.
Di Tian and the other ferocious beasts looked at Tang San on the light screen with their eyes turning red.
"This kid has a deep and calculating mind!"
Di Tian stared at Tang San's back, his chest heaving violently.
Beside him, the Demon King asked, somewhat puzzled:
"Boss, this kid is just a low-level Soul Master. Even if he runs over there, the Immortal Lord might not even notice him, right?"
"After all, our lord, the Silver Dragon King, is at the level of a God-King, and he is still kneeling on the steps of the Primordial Celestial Court."
"Even our Lord hasn't formally accepted a disciple yet, how could the Immortal Lord possibly take a fancy to this human boy?"
Upon hearing the Demon King's words, Di Tian also turned around abruptly and reprimanded him without any politeness:
"You don't know anything!"
"Why hasn't the master successfully become an apprentice yet?"
"Is it because our lord lacks talent? Is it because our lord is not sincere enough?"
Di Tian pointed at the light screen and said loudly:
"Neither!"
"It's because at that time, the Immortal Lord was setting up a grand formation in the Immortal Pool of Creation, wholeheartedly healing Willow Goddess, and then dealing with the siege of the Heavenly Venerable of the Boundary Sea and the Four Immortal Kings!"
"The Immortal Lord is extremely busy with affairs of state, his gaze always fixed on the starry sky and powerful enemies. He never even looked down at the Lord on the white jade steps below!"
"It's not that the Lord is incompetent, it's that the Immortal Lord didn't see her!"
At this point, Di Tian's tone became extremely sour, his golden vertical pupils filled with envy.
"But look at this Tang San!"
"His timing in running away is perfect!"
"The immortal from another realm has just been killed, and the Immortal Refining Furnace has reappeared, so the battle is in a lull."
"If Tang San rushes over now, he'll be directly into the Immortal Lord's line of sight!"
The more Di Tian talked, the more he felt that Tang San had a very high chance of winning.
"Humans are cunning by nature, and this kid is also carrying the gimmick of having twin martial souls."
"As long as he runs up to the Immortal Lord, kneels down and kowtows a few times, and also shows off his hidden weapons."
"The Immortal Lord sees that he has extraordinary bones and a quick mind. He might be so pleased that he might actually take him into the Primordial Immortal Court!"
"When that time comes, this kid will rise to the top in one step. Not only will our Star Dou Great Forest be affected, but the entire God Realm will probably have to act according to his wishes!"
Hearing Di Tian's analysis...
Biji, Xiong Jun, and other ferocious beasts also finally realized what was happening.
For a moment, the entire shore of Lake Life was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.
Looking at Tang San, they felt that this human soul master, who usually didn't even dare to speak loudly in the Star Dou Great Forest, was about to become an unapproachable supreme being.
In a mere instant, in every corner of the Douluo Continent, countless Soul Masters, nobles, and even commoners...
At this moment, everyone was watching Tang San's running figure with the eyes of someone looking up to a god.
Everyone believed that Tang San was truly going to defy fate this time.
...
Meanwhile, Perfect World.
The borderlands and imperial passes.
On the battlefield, the cold wind howled, and Tang San was still running desperately.
He ran while waving his arms and shouting loudly.
"My Immortal Lord! I am Tang San!"
"I'm here!"
He ran with great effort, his face full of enthusiasm for the future.
However, Jiang Chen, standing in front of the Immortal Refining Furnace, didn't even turn his head.
At his current level, a single thought of his can cover the entire universe.
The moment Tang San emerged from the ruins, he had already sensed it.
In his perception.
It was like the most insignificant paramecium hopping around in a mud pit dozens of miles away and making a chirping sound.
Jiang Chen felt no emotion whatsoever, let alone the admiration and respect that the Douluo Continent crowd might have imagined.
Because in his eyes, Tang San didn't even have the right to be despised by him.
If an ant crawls at your feet, will the dragon even bother to look down at it?
Won't.
Jiang Chen's gaze remained calmly fixed ahead, without even blinking.
The same was true for Liu Shen, who was standing to the side.
Her aloof gaze never lingered in Tang San's direction for even a moment.
Their gazes were completely fixed on the immortal refining furnace covered in green rust in mid-air.
Although it was only made by imitating an item from another world, it is still an item of He Wushuang.
"Buzz".
Soon, the Immortal Refining Furnace emitted a muffled tremor.
The dark red bloodstains on the furnace began to burn, turning into layers of eerie crimson flames that enveloped the entire bronze furnace.
Immediately afterwards, those invincible battle intents began to rapidly reorganize under the impetus of the crimson flames.
The furnace lid was suddenly flung open.
A tall and slender figure slowly rose from the furnace opening and finally landed above the Immortal Refining Furnace.
He was an extremely young man.
His long, golden hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his face was so handsome it was almost otherworldly.
He wore an ancient lapis lazuli armor, covered with marks left by swords and blades, exuding a strong killing intent that seemed to have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Even with just a wisp of fighting spirit, blood was still flowing from his hands.
That wasn't the blood of alien creatures, but the blood of countless peerless geniuses from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths back then.
Crane Wushuang in his youth!
Although this was just a wisp of immortal fighting spirit he left in the Immortal Refining Furnace when he was at the True Immortal realm.
But the moment this figure completely solidified, the laws of heaven and earth of the entire border battlefield began to distort.
He Wushuang slowly opened her eyes, without looking at Meng Tianzheng kneeling on the city wall below.
Instead, it directly targeted Jiang Chen and Liu Shen in front of it.
Standing atop the rust-covered alchemy furnace, the young He Wushuang slowly raised his hand.
His golden hair danced wildly in the fierce winds of the Imperial Pass, each strand seemingly pulsating with immortal runes.
At this moment, He Wushuang was merely awakening a wisp of his old fighting spirit, but the invincible aura etched into his bones made even creatures thousands of miles away feel a chill run down their spines.
He first glanced down at the bronze furnace that had stopped trembling, then turned his gaze to Jiang Chen, letting out a faint sigh.
"Has such a level of being actually appeared in this world again?"
He Wushuang muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone indifferent.
He looked around at the desolate borderland where blood rain was falling, and finally his gaze settled on Jiang Chen's calm face.
"You are very strong."
He Wushuang stood with his sword drawn, the bloodstains on his golden armor appearing particularly glaring under the celestial light.
"I sensed an aura emanating from you that transcends all paths."
"Even the will remaining in this Dharma body instinctively reminds me that I am far from being your match now."
At this point, He Wushuang paused slightly.
"But judging from your aura, you are nothing more than a junior who has just risen in the last tens of millions of years."
"If we lived in the same era, if we were in the same realm..."
"Among those of the same rank, I will surely kill you!"
These words were delivered with conviction, carrying an innate arrogance.
Being invincible among his peers was a truth written into his destiny.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, finally smiled, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"To kill me if we are at the same cultivation level?"
(End of chapter)