Transmigration begins with archery training

"what--"

Xianyou let out a heart-wrenching wail, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from his restraints.

"Brother."

The Phoenix Saint's voice was sinister: "If you don't back down, the treasures left by the Holy Ancestor are only this much."

"cough……"

Xianyou spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a bright blue bead.

This bead, like a guiding light, floated in mid-air and automatically headed northwest.

"Haha~"

Huang Sheng sneered, grabbed the chain that was stuck in Xian You's body with one hand, and then dragged him to chase after the bead.

After flying for about eight hundred miles, they stopped in a valley above a pool of water.

Without warning, a barely perceptible ripple spread across the void three feet above the deep pool.

As if a drop of water had fallen into a mirror-like lake, the space twisted and spread softly like ripples. A warm blue light quietly emerged from the center of the ripples, initially as faint as a firefly, but then its brilliance shone brightly, illuminating half the valley.

A tremor, seemingly emanating from the primordial wilderness, resounded deep within the hearts of all living beings in the valley.

Centered on the jewel, the void silently cracked open.

Within the crack, a chaotic, undeveloped gray mist churned, with faint, flickering phantoms of earth, water, fire, and wind.

Deep within this chaotic, churning fissure, a heavy, weathered bronze hue pierced through the gray mist and slowly emerged.

It was a gigantic door!

This door is a hundred feet tall, cast entirely in bronze, and covered with a thick layer of greenish-blue patina that resembles dragon scales, exuding a dull luster accumulated over time.

Beside the massive bronze gate stands a boundary marker with several large golden characters engraved on it—Wanluo Palace.

"What a magnificent Wanluo Palace!"

The Demon Saint of Ten Thousand Bones sighed, "Even through the barrier, I can feel the terror of the restrictions within. Elder Mei Xiaomei of the human race truly deserves to be called the first Immortal Emperor of the human race since the Primordial Era."

Huang Sheng said, "It is said that the things Elder Mei refined before his death are left inside."

"Brother, do you know how to find those things?"

He glanced at Xianyou behind him.

"Haha~"

Xian You's blood-stained face revealed a mocking smile: "Young man, I advise you not to go in. Over the years, no one who has entered and attempted to inherit Elder Mei's legacy has ever come out alive."

"Yes."

Huang Sheng remained noncommittal: "That's why I hope that after we go in, my clan brother can help us a lot."

Hearing this, Xianyou laughed even more unrestrainedly: "Young man, aren't you afraid of being tricked to death by having your ancestor lead the way? I'll say it one last time, letting your grandpa go and leaving this place will be your greatest opportunity!"

Phoenix Saint was not angry, but said coldly, "You are a tough guy, yet you are willing to be a slave to human cultivators. You are a coward, yet you are so tough on your own kind."

"No need to waste any more words on him!"

The Demon Saint of Ten Thousand Bones said, "There are many cultivators from all walks of life in the Ancient Path of Linquan. We should quickly open the bronze gate and enter the secret realm to prevent others from getting there first!"

As he spoke, he took out a token from his pocket.

It was a golden Luo Xiao Sect elder's identity plaque.

A wooden token, for the chief garrison commander.

The silver tokens were issued to the twelve garrison commanders.

The gold tokens belonged to the elders from various factions.

"Ok?"

Just as Wan Hai Mo Sheng was about to open the door, he noticed that Huang Sheng beside him suddenly exuded a strong killing intent, and only then did he realize that something was wrong.

"A few."

Phoenix Saint's blood-red eyes gazed at the dense forest not far away: "Now that you're here, why hide?"

"I wasn't planning on hiding!"

Venerable Taihua appeared.

He strode forward and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist Huang Xi, this Wanluo Palace is a secret realm left behind by the previous Supreme Elder of my Luoxiao Sect. It is my sect's territory. What are you doing here interfering?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. Since it is a secret realm, it is accessible to everyone."

A long spear appeared in Huang Xi's palm.

This spear, about twelve feet long, is imbued with a restrained yet domineering crimson-gold divine light. It is neither made of gold nor wood; the shaft is forged from the millennia-old essence of the immortal phoenix tree.

Its spearhead was not made of the sharp, cold, metallic sheen of ordinary weapons, but rather of five enormous, divinely radiant phoenix feathers.

The five true feathers are not simply stacked, but are combined and condensed in a profound formation that contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Each feather displays a different primordial divine radiance, carrying a destructive power that can change the very fabric of the world.

The ancient treasure of the primordial era: the Five-Feathered Heaven-Slaying Spear.

rumor.

Once this spear is unleashed, there is no way to dodge it.

It will only stop after killing the target.

Venerable Taihua brandished a Green Dragon Crescent Blade and said coldly, "Everyone says that when Fellow Daoist Huang Xi draws her spear, blood will surely be drawn. Today, I'll see if that's true!"

“Isn’t this Fellow Daoist Hanzhang?” Wan Hai Demon Saint turned his attention to the woman beside him: “You killed my Daoist partner back then, and we haven’t settled that score yet.”

A purple light emerged from between his eyebrows and transformed into a long mace in front of his chest.

The mace is a four-sided prism, but each edge is not straight. Instead, it has a twisted and ferocious curve, like the spine of a dragon that has been forcibly bent by a huge force.

Ancient treasure from the primordial era, the Heart-Devouring Mace that can withstand countless calamities!

The mace seals countless vengeful spirits and heart-devouring demonic sounds within its body. When fighting it, the enemy not only has to guard against fatal attacks, but also has to keep their mind clear. If they are not careful, they will fall into endless inner demonic tribulations.

"Yo~"

Hanzhang Yuanjun looked disdainful: "You demonic cultivators have killed countless people. I thought you were all heartless beasts. It turns out you can also feel sad for the death of your loved ones."

She clasped her hands together.

Nine golden lotus flowers bloomed above his head: "Since you miss your Daoist partner so much, I will do you a favor and send you to reunite with her."

"Alright, then let's see if you have the ability!"

"boom--"

The war is about to start.

Four beings at the Immortal Saint realm were embroiled in a chaotic battle within this valley.

Their casual exchanges can trigger turbulent currents of laws. They may not cause landslides or earthquakes because of the concentration of their power, but it is precisely because their destructive force is invisible to the naked eye that it is even more terrifying.

Any living creature that gets too close without careful attention will be instantly reduced to ashes.

The battles between immortals and saints are not something that can be decided in a short time.

The appearance of the entrance to the secret realm, along with the strange phenomena created by their fight, quickly attracted all the cultivators along the Linquan Ancient Road.

"Junior brother."

Seeing that more and more people were watching, Fang Fuyao couldn't help but say, "We shouldn't delay. While the two elders are holding back the demons and immortals, let's go into the secret realm first."