Practice begins with immortality

"We pay our respects to the ancestor!" Everyone in the field shouted in unison, the sound was deafening, and then they all knelt on the ground respectfully.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to show any negligence. Meanwhile, Wang Bo, standing in the middle of the field, looked at the people in front of him with an indifferent expression and cold eyes.

After a while, Wang Bai slowly spoke: "Well, everyone get up!" His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Hearing this, everyone stood up quickly as if they had been pardoned. They were secretly glad that they were safe this time.

At this moment, a man in black in the crowd suddenly raised his head. He glanced at Wang Bai cautiously, then lowered his voice and asked, "Old Ancestor, have you ever met His Royal Highness Prince Yuan?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Bai snorted coldly, his voice as chilling as if it came from the Nine Netherworlds. The man in black felt a chill wash over him, as if he had instantly fallen into an endless, icy inferno. He trembled all over, his teeth chattering, but he suppressed his fear and trembled as he spoke, "Ancestor, what...what on earth is going on?"

Wang Bai scolded in a low voice: "A bunch of ignorant fools! I am practicing in seclusion in the depths of the snowfield in order to break through the bottleneck. I didn't expect that unfilial descendant was so self-righteous and sneaked into the depths of the snowfield. As a result, he attracted evil-minded villains, and not only did he lose his life, but he also almost ruined my ancestor's great cause! He is really incapable of doing anything good and is more likely to cause trouble!" After that, Wang Bai turned away.

"It's his own fault that he ended up like this! Just tell him what's going on when you get back!"

"Yes, yes, I understand."

"Alright, let's set sail and return to Lingtian City!"

"Yes."

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After a period of repairs and debugging, the battleship finally roared again and slowly rose into the air, like a giant beast awakening, and set out on its journey home again.

On the broad deck of the battleship, the legion's men were counting the number of people.

"Oh my god, so many people are missing!" Several lieutenant generals gathered together, staring intently at the long list in their hands, their faces filled with surprise and worry. One of them couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "What should we do?"

The reason for using the term "missing" rather than simply "killed in action" to describe those who hadn't returned was complex and sensitive. This incident was unique, as even a high-ranking general was prominently listed as missing. Faced with such a significant incident, truthfully reporting numerous deaths would inevitably lead to unforeseen consequences and enormous trouble. Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, several individuals decided to remain consistent and report the missing as "missing." After all, without first seeing the bodies of the missing, it was impossible to definitively determine their death.

And among this reported list, there is a seemingly ordinary name - Wang Mu.

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Lingtian City, with its outer city walls tens of thousands of feet high, has been built for nearly 800,000 years, representing the dominance of the ancient country of Sui Han.

"Why is it built so high?" A new soldier on the city wall muttered to himself.

"A capital city is home to the most powerful people in the ancient country, so it must be built taller, otherwise how can we guarantee their safety?" An old soldier sneered and said.

"It is said that this city wall was made by melting together countless extinguished suns. It is engraved with immortal symbols and magic arrays, which are dense and boundless. The entire city wall is essentially a fairy treasure." The old soldier continued to explain.

"Don't think this is an exaggeration. Legend has it that there's a place called Shanhaiguan, the greatest pass in the world. Its walls, it's said, are made up of countless world seas as big as our own."

"To be specific, the Tian'a Realm is just a brick in the wall of Shanhaiguan! It is these bricks that form the walls of the most magnificent pass in history!"

"And inside, there are even powerful immortal kings from the legendary Twelve Levels guarding the place!"

The old soldier said proudly, "It is said that one of my ancestors once served as a servant for a soldier on the expedition to Shanhaiguan!"

“…Uh, is being a servant something to be proud of?” the new recruit complained.

"Oh, you know shit! Anyone who can go on an expedition to Shanhaiguan is at least a Five-Level expert. No one would consider it shameful to be a servant of a Five Tribulations True Immortal!"

"Wait, there's a boat over there!" the recruit suddenly exclaimed.

"It seems to be, King Yuan's warship! What's going on?"

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At the same time, "Stop coming, King Yuan, please come forward and give an explanation!"

In front of the battleship, dozens of figures spoke with unfriendly expressions.

"Could it be that Prince Yuan is planning a rebellion?"

"That doesn't make sense. It won't do him much good."

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Everyone was guessing secretly.

Then, a majestic voice sounded in their hearts, "Why, this ancestor's return is not welcome?"

Before he finished speaking, an old man with white hair and beard appeared in front of them. It was Wang Bai who was disguised as Ling Tianfeng, or Leng Feng!

"We are waiting to welcome our ancestor!"

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Night fell over Lingtian City. Normally a bustling and bustling city, this evening seemed unusual. The news of the mysterious and awe-inspiring "Old Ancestor"'s sudden return spread like thunder throughout the city, and people rushed to share the news. Suddenly, the entire city was ablaze with lights, adorned with colorful decorations.

Within the inner city, the magnificent royal palace stood like a dazzling pearl. Within the palace's Sutra Library, a middle-aged man wearing a crown and a gorgeous brocade robe stood respectfully. He was Leng Yin, the current ruler of the ancient Sui Han Kingdom.

Facing the "ancestor" before him, Leng Yin cautiously asked, "Ancestor, after returning this time, why didn't you go to the palace where you used to live to rest, but instead chose this relatively quiet Sutra Repository?"

Wang Bai raised his head slightly, his eyes as calm as water, and said slowly, "Although the palace is nice, it's too noisy and complicated, which is not conducive to my quiet cultivation. Although this Sutra Library is a bit deserted, it is quiet and comfortable, which is just right for my retreat and cultivation."

Hearing the words of the "ancestor", Leng Yin's heart couldn't help but move, and he hurriedly asked: "Ancestor, could it be that you are about to make a breakthrough after your return this time? If so, it is truly a blessing for our country!"

"Breakthrough is not easy, and I am still far from reaching that level. However, in recent days, I have gained some new insights into the way of cultivation."

"In that case, while you are cultivating here, do you need to arrange for some maids to serve you and take care of your daily life?"

Wang Bai waved his hand and said calmly, "No need. I need to concentrate on my cultivation. Too much interruption will only affect my state of mind." After that, the "ancestor" turned and walked towards the Sutra Library, leaving Leng Yin standing alone. He looked at the ancestor's retreating figure, thinking to himself...