Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage Chapter 793
“Boom~”
The words had barely been spoken when several of the chosen fiends surged forward onto the ancient path, making a beeline for the Celestial Altar. Simultaneously, many others turned their attention to those nearest to them, seizing the moment to eliminate potential rivals.
Immortal weapons flashed through the sky, universal laws surged towards the heavens, and Order Runes appeared in dense profusion. A killing aura permeated the Three Thousand Realms.
A diverse array of Immortal Arts and Divine Skills were unleashed. Whether they wished it or not, everyone was thrust into a brutal fight for their very existence.
Battle flags were torn asunder, Immortal Towers crumbled, and even Immortal Swords and heavenly sabers suffered damage. Countless True Immortals met their end, their blood painting the sky.
Dadao Palace had imposed restrictions on the types of Immortal weapons that Cultivators could bring into the trials. Golden Immortal weapons were permitted, but Immortal Monarch Soldiers and items of higher caliber were strictly forbidden.
In the ensuing chaos, at least a hundred Golden Immortal weapons were destroyed on the spot. The number of fallen chosen fiends and beasts reached into the hundreds.
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“Ah~”
A scream echoed in front of Han Li as another peak True Immortal teetered on the brink of death. A long spear, imbued with countless Immortal Runes, pierced his chest, its terrifying power obliterating him instantly.
“I refuse to accept this!”
The dying cultivator’s cry of regret resounded through the heavens and earth, his final moments filled with bitterness and unwillingness.
The victor, brandishing his long spear, retreated with an expression of chilling coldness. He recalled the instructions given before entering Dadao Palace: the trial could begin with a bloodbath to thin the ranks of competitors.
Those who dared to enter Dadao Palace lacking sufficient strength, harboring delusional hopes of obtaining world-altering fortunes, were simply courting death. Yet, he understood that completely annihilating this particular opponent might prove impossible. After all, every chosen fiend who entered Dadao Palace hailed from the major paths across the myriad realms. They had all made preparations, ensuring that even if they perished within Dadao Palace, there was a strong likelihood of their resurrection in the outside world.
Han Li remained at the very back, his brows lightly furrowed as he surveyed the frenzied battle. His position offered relative safety, and since he had not rushed forward initially, no cultivators had yet targeted him.
“The weak are doomed, even after entering Dadao Palace. If they cannot even overcome the initial phase of the trial, they can only depart with the most rudimentary opportunities for fortune—a truly pitiful and lamentable outcome,” Han Li mused to himself.
His own strength was formidable, nearly allowing him to perceive the unfolding situations in all directions of the arena. Among the hundreds of chosen fiends and beasts that had fallen, the weakest possessed the combat ability of a third-heaven Golden Immortal, while the strongest had reached the sixth heaven. Had they not been caught in the thick of the encirclement, they might have at least advanced to the second phase of the trial.
The trials within Dadao Palace had just commenced, and the battlefield was already awash in blood, staining the heavens and earth crimson. This marked the official beginning of the struggle for the fortunes of destiny.
Here, everyone stood at the peak of True Immortal cultivation, and being backed by great power was of little avail. If one’s strength was insufficient, they became a target for elimination—such was the extreme cruelty of this place.
Numerous chosen fiends and beasts, despite their prior preparations, were directly overcome by fear. Having been pampered and revered in their own worlds for so long, they had long forgotten the grim reality of combat and bloodshed.
“Buzz~”
A barely discernible ripple emanated from behind Han Li. An exceptional chosen suddenly materialized, launching a surprise attack with their most potent Immortal Arts and Divine Skills, aiming to annihilate him instantly. This individual had clearly been observing Han Li, stealthily maneuvering to the rear, exhibiting a lack of both courage and strength, thus making them an ideal target.
The overwhelming power swept towards Han Li, the attacker fully convinced that Han Li would be unable to withstand it or even react in time. With the attacker’s combat ability at the fifth-heaven Golden Immortal realm, Han Li was presumed to be as good as dead.
“Bang!”
Without even turning his head, Han Li casually flicked his right hand backward, unleashing all the explosive force outwards. The exceptional chosen who had ambushed him was sent flying, their body disintegrating before dissipating into dust and sand.
The elite fiends and formidable beasts locked in combat around him recoiled; with a casual gesture, this individual had subdued an exceptional prodigy possessing the combat prowess of a fifth-heaven Golden Immortal, indicating he must possess the strength of at least the late Golden Immortal stage.
Han Li's overwhelming might caused the other powerhouses to become cautious, refraining from approaching him too closely and instead opting to engage from a distance.
Han Li remained stationary for a brief moment, awaiting the conclusion of the chaotic melee.
This skirmish was merely a measure to seize the opportunity to eliminate a portion of the cultivators from the arena, a goal that had been successfully met.
Now that everyone else was adequately prepared, further direct conflict would only serve to benefit the remaining participants.
All cultivators subsequently entered the ancient pathways, proceeding directly towards the Celestial Altar.
A number of them cast glances back at Han Li, taking note of this formidable presence.
They resolved not to provoke him unless absolutely necessary, but if a suitable moment presented itself, they wouldn't hesitate to band together to subdue Han Li.
Han Li stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his azure robes billowing gently, showing no haste in his advance.
His gaze was continuously surveying the entire battleground.
Out of the 129,600 cultivators who had commenced the initial phase of the Dadao Palace trial, by this point, over a thousand had already been disqualified, while tens of thousands of chosen fiends and beasts had departed without engaging in any combat, now nearing the Celestial Altar.
According to Han Li's assessment, among these advanced fiends and beasts, a significant number of exceptionally strong individuals were concealed, with at least several hundred possessing late-stage Golden Immortal combat ability, and among these, eight exhibited the strength of peak Golden Immortals.
This figure represented only those he could discern; undoubtedly, many more had either avoided combat or adeptly masked their true capabilities.
"If that is indeed the situation, then for me, they could all be subdued with a mere flick of the wrist," Han Li mused inwardly.
Even in his unenhanced state, he possessed the unrivaled combat power of a Quasi Immortal Monarch, and upon activating his Divine Sense, he could even approach the Immortal Monarch Realm, or perhaps even touch the threshold of a Quasi Immortal King.
Even if these assembled fiends and beasts were withholding some measure of power, achieving the combat ability of an Immortal Monarch would prove exceedingly difficult, let alone surpassing him.
Despite this, Han Li maintained a degree of vigilance, particularly towards those who were reincarnated Quasi Immortal Emperors and Immortal Emperors, as well as the supreme fiends who had partaken in the Dadao Palace trials on multiple occasions.
Chang Xi had, on one occasion, informed him that during her own participation in the grand Dadao Palace event, she had encountered numerous supreme fiends who had entered the trials repeatedly; some had done so a few times, others over a dozen, and a few even dozens of times.