Practice begins with immortality

A month later, Wang Bai returned to Xizhou.

"Hmm?" Wang Bai looked ahead in confusion, feeling a little surprised. He discovered that a large group of people had gathered around the mountain where he had been practicing in seclusion. Upon closer inspection, he realized these people weren't cultivators, but an army of 50,000 mortals. They stood there in neat, uniform formation, appearing extremely solemn and serious.

To be more precise, this was a large and well-equipped mortal army, wearing various armors and helmets, holding sharp weapons, with solemn and determined expressions.

"Who are you? Why are you here where I'm practicing in seclusion?" Wang Bai frowned and asked coldly. His voice was as loud as thunder, echoing throughout the valley.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe walked out of the military camp. He had a dignified face and a noble temperament. He was obviously the leader of this army. When he saw Wang Bai, his face showed a hint of awe, but more of respect.

"Little Wang greets the Lord! Please forgive me!" The middle-aged man knelt down and saluted sincerely when he saw Wang Bai descending from the sky. The others followed suit and knelt on the ground to show their respect.

Wang Bai glanced at the middle-aged man, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes. According to his observation, this man did not have spiritual roots and was just an ordinary mortal.

However, he was a cultivator who had entered the Dao after birth and had already reached the state of perfect Qi Refining. He must have relied on some special power to break through the bottleneck.

"The dragon energy on this person is so strong, he must be an emperor in the mortal world." Wang Bai thought to himself.

He noticed that the middle-aged man exuded a powerful dragon aura.

After some observation, he speculated that this middle-aged man might have unified half of the mortal world.

Back then, Wang Bai almost killed more than 90% of the cultivators in Xizhou. This killing was not limited to the cultivators, but also affected many evil people in the mortal world, including some officials, aristocratic families and royal members in the mortal kingdom.

As a result, the world was in chaos, and people from all over the country rose up in rebellion, trying to establish their own hegemony. Some even ambitiously attempted to create a vast empire and achieve transcendence with the help of dragon energy.

"Although this man is considered a great man, he is still slightly inferior to the emperors of the ages. I believe there must be some cultivators helping him." Wang Bai pondered to himself. Later, after asking around, he learned the identity of the man in front of him.

It turned out that the man in front of him was named Zhao An, and he was a leader among the mortal descendants of the Qian Dynasty royal family.

In order to seek immortal fate, he resolutely decided to leave his family and took the initiative to come to the mortal world of Xizhou, hoping to practice with the help of dragon energy like Emperor Longwu.

In fact, it was not just Zhao An who held this idea. There were also many mortals and low-level cultivators from various major sects.

Today, the emperors and generals of several great powers in the mortal world of Xizhou mostly share the same origins as Zhao An. With a desire to cultivate immortality, they plunge into the strife of the mortal world, hoping to stand out in this chaotic world and transform into dragons.

"If you have something to say, tell me quickly. If not, leave quickly." Wang Bai said to him.

As long as these people don't block the way, Wang Bai doesn't bother with them.

“…Yes, several ancestors have important matters to discuss with you, Lord.” Zhao An said cautiously.

"Fortunately, this venerable is not a bloodthirsty person." Zhao An thought to himself. He originally thought that he would never come back this time.

"In that case, go back and tell them. If you have anything important to tell me, come find me directly on the mountain!"

After saying that, Wang Bai flew directly to the retreat place on the top of the mountain.

.........

“…Did he really say that?”

Inside the magnificent palace, an old man wearing a long robe embroidered with five golden dragons asked Zhao An.

This old man was the Qian Dynasty's God Transformation Patriarch, Zhao Qian, who had reached the peak of the early stage of God Transformation.

Hearing this, Zhao An knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Ancestor, that is exactly what the venerable said."

"Xuanzu, it seems this person is one who practices asceticism. In that case, we have found the most important keel of the treasure ship."

As the words fell, a middle-aged man in a golden robe walked in and spoke respectfully to Zhao Qian.

This middle-aged man was none other than Zhao Huang, another powerful god-transforming cultivator from the Qian Dynasty.

Hearing Zhao Huang's words, Zhao Qian nodded and said solemnly, "Yes, it is true. However, we can't let our family pay the price. Go, contact the other old guys."

.........

It’s still that mysterious place.

"In that case, this person must be a person who practices asceticism. Well, this way we can also exchange the skeleton of the giant whale from him." One of them said.

"Yes, since he is a cultivator who practices hard, he must be very interested in treasures that can enhance his strength. How about we each offer some spiritual objects that can increase our spiritual cultivation in exchange for the skeleton?" another person echoed.

"Okay. I have no objection." The others expressed their agreement.

"Fellow Daoist Qianfeng, I remember that not long ago, a spirit was born in the South China Sea and then went to Nanyanzhou. Fellow Daoist, have you known him? After all, one more person means one more guarantee." One person said.

"Fellow Daoist Tianxuanzi? He was a cultivator who appeared in Nanyanzhou over a thousand years ago. However, I'm not familiar with him. I only know that he came here for revenge."

"revenge?"

"Yes, more than a thousand years ago, he achieved a breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. At a critical moment, he was ambushed and killed by three Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators. He was forced to waste so many years, so he wanted revenge."

"Of the three, one has long since perished, his family uprooted, and the other has passed away, his sect also seized."

"The last man transformed himself into a special kind of zombie in order to survive, intending to possess his own offspring. However, he and his family are now gone."