Practice begins with immortality

After asking about the general situation of this world, Wang Bai thought for a while, and then couldn't wait to ask Lao Gu about the memory that he mentioned was banned.

"Lao Gu, you mentioned before that some information was banned. What exactly is that?"

Hearing this, Lao Gu was startled for a moment, then revealed a look of surprise and asked, "Gu? To be honest, my last name was Gu. I just don't know how you, Old Wang, knew this."

"It's not the 'gu' character, but the 'gu' character for bone."

Lao Gu finally nodded as if suddenly realizing something, and replied, "Oh... I see. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Um... Actually, everything I told you about being banned was a lie! There's no such thing as banned information at all."

"So that's how it is. I knew you were not honest!" Wang Bai said with a gloomy face.

Seeing Wang Bo's angry look, Lao Gu quickly explained, "I was helpless at the time. However, I do know one crucial thing!"

"About seven thousand years ago, I was sleeping when a sudden disturbance in the world woke me up."

"Even though it was only a moment, I still recognized it. It was the power of someone from the Underworld, and it was definitely not weak. He was at least a Hades General!"

"I was so excited at the time that I even planned to go look for him. After all, if he was detained by the underworld, at least he could be reincarnated as a human. But after scanning the entire world with my divine sense, I couldn't find him. He might just be passing by. It's a pity that by then I no longer had the power to jump through time and cause and effect."

"Not only that, my soul was weakened by the forceful outburst of divine consciousness, and I also attracted some of the younger generation from the present world. They fought over this finger bone, but they were too weak and their vision was limited. After realizing they couldn't use it, they just tossed it into a corner, leaving it to gather dust."

"I don't know what happened after that. After all, I was too weak at the time. As for that corpse tree, I don't know who tinkered with it, using a human body to carry a trace of immortal power that was weakened countless times. He was quite a genius. With luck, maybe he could really create an immortal bone. Those guys are quite powerful."

Hearing this, Wang Bo also became interested. "How many realms are there in the Untransformed Bone? How many tribulations did you experience in your lifetime, Old Bone?"

"Kalpa? Oh, that's what you outsiders call it. We don't have that term. We were created by the Lord, and our essence is the product of His power. Cultivation is actually about tapping into this essence."

"As for me, my strength isn't that great, probably equivalent to what you outsiders call the Six Tribulations. The Untransformed Bones are a bit stronger than me. After all, they are only qualified to be second only to the Lord, but I don't know how strong they are exactly."

"Oh my god." Upon hearing this, Wang Bo took a deep breath and said, "Six Tribulations? That guy would be a master anywhere, and you still say your strength is not that good!"

"I'm telling the truth," he said a little aggrievedly. "Among the priests of the Shrine, I'm indeed one of the weaker ones. I'm a civilian priest."

"Priest? Your Lord still likes to play the divine right of kings game?"

"Of course not. The Shrine is merely a place where the Lord conveys His will and selects talents. We priests are the staff, responsible for managing the various worlds. My job is to record the history of each world."

"So, there are still many priests like you who survived?"

"Of course. After all, I survived, so those who were stronger than me must have survived as well. But they are not in this world."

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Since that day's in-depth conversation with Lao Gu, Wang Bai had quietly sought out a perfect place for cultivation—the vast river that connected to the streams of Jinyuan City. Not only was this location extremely secluded and difficult to detect, but the river also harbored numerous powerful creatures, making it a truly rare and precious place for leveling up.

While Wang Bai was concentrating on his cultivation, an earth-shaking event was brewing in Jinyuan City.

Originally, the Jinyuan City authorities had hastily dismissed the sudden incident at Qingyufang as a simple ground collapse. However, for those possessing extraordinary abilities within Gao Country, the situation was far more complex. They keenly perceived that the disaster was the work of a mysterious and powerful unknown individual.

Deep in the capital of Gao State, there is a dimly lit room. Inside, a stern-faced young man sat at a worn desk, a brush tightly gripped in his hand, concentrating on recording everything he had heard and seen. "In the seventy-eighth year of the Xuan King's reign, the Qingyufang in Jinyuan City, located within the Gao Kingdom, was struck by a sudden disaster. An unknown expert, presumably at the peak of the Yin Dan realm, attacked, utterly annihilating the entire Qingyufang with a single blow. Even more bizarre, all the residents vanished overnight." He paused, his brow furrowed as if lost in thought, before continuing, "Although there's currently no conclusive evidence to indicate the deaths of these residents, the absence of bodies and even a trace of blood at the scene is truly puzzling. Preliminary inference suggests the perpetrators were most likely from ancient sects, such as the Sword King Palace or the Jingang Temple, specialized in physical destruction. Of course, the possibility that the perpetrators were a rare Xuanwu master cannot be ruled out."

"Furthermore, subsequent investigations have revealed that most of the missing individuals in Qingyufang are wealthy individuals within Gao Country and their family members. The purpose of their gathering remains unknown."

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed. During these three months, the deep bottom of the Tianmo River has become the place where Wang Bo concentrates on cultivation.

At that moment, Wang Bai sat quietly at the bottom of the river, motionless as a statue. He closed his eyes, controlled his breathing, and circulated his energy throughout his body, absorbing the energy between heaven and earth with all his might. If anyone else were present at the bottom of the river at that moment, they would be astonished to find that as the aquatic creatures gradually approached within a hundred feet of Wang Bai, a mysterious and powerful invisible force suddenly emerged. This force was like a giant mouth, mercilessly swallowing the approaching creatures in one gulp, leaving them no room for resistance.

The next moment, Wang Bai, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Two rays of light shot out from his pupils, seemingly piercing the murky river. He muttered to himself, "After three months of arduous practice, I've finally broken through to the fifteenth level!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Bo's mind moved, and his figure instantly became blurred. In the blink of an eye, he had passed through the layers of river water like a ghost and directly arrived at the surface of the river.

It was the coldest time of the year, the twelfth month of winter, and the weather was bitterly cold, especially in the early hours of the morning. The entire river was shrouded in a hazy white mist, creating a distant, almost ethereal fairyland. The mist sometimes surged, sometimes drifted slowly, creating a dreamlike experience.