Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage Chapter 794

Participants who had journeyed into the Dadao Palace on previous occasions found their progress extending further with each subsequent entry, their combat prowess being sharpened and amplified through every trial they faced. Chang Xi himself had crossed paths with three individuals possessing the combat strength of mid-stage Immortal Monarchs; even Chang Xi, who was on the cusp of becoming a supreme Immortal Emperor, had to tread carefully around their formidable abilities. Many thoughts raced through Han Li's mind as he gathered his focus. He then advanced with measured steps, his hands clasped behind his back, meandering his way towards the Dadao's ritual altar. While he had taken his time, the cultivators who were positioned at the front had already successfully ascended to the initial level of the ritual altar, with others following their lead, and instances of combat had become notably infrequent. The eight ancient pathways leading to the ritual altar, though extensive, did not present inherent dangers; the true perils originated from the exceptional talents hailing from all the myriad worlds and realms. The actual tests were situated within the confines of the ritual altar, with a distinct challenge awaiting on each tier, accessible solely to those who had conquered the preceding one. Following the ancient path, Han Li found himself among the later arrivals at the base of the ritual altar. He also observed fellow cultivators converging from different directions, appearing to be kindred spirits. Han Li offered a subtle smile and paid it no mind. With his hands still clasped behind him, he inclined his head slightly to survey the circumstances unfolding atop the ritual altar. ... At this juncture, the majority of individuals remained on the first tier, a smaller contingent had advanced to the second, and a select few had ascended to the third; however, their numbers were steadily increasing. Han Li's gaze shifted, and he set foot upon the initial level of the ritual altar. "The trial for the first level of the ritual altar requires you to defeat a cultivator of equivalent cultivation realm," the dispassionate voice of the Dadao Palace spirit resonated within Han Li's ears, causing his eyebrows to furrow slightly. By this regulation, an estimated sixty thousand cultivators would be able to pass the first stage. Even if the subsequent levels did not escalate in difficulty, a mere five hundred cultivators would ultimately reach the summit of the ritual altar, with approximately two hundred fifty successfully navigating the initial hurdle. Could the primary trial of the Dadao Palace truly be this arduous? It seemed to directly filter out the overwhelming majority of cultivators, leaving less than one percent. Or perhaps his assessment was mistaken, and the trials at the later stages of the ritual altar might undergo modifications? Han Li's eyes gleamed faintly, and he ceased his contemplation. After all, his success was practically assured; any opponent unfortunate enough to face him was simply destined for bad luck. At this precise moment, an exceptionally unlucky individual materialized. Upon Han Li's entry, the very first prodigy to arrive was utterly stunned, lamenting his misfortune inwardly for encountering such an anomaly. He had personally borne witness to this individual effortlessly dispatching a peerless prodigy, one possessing the combat prowess of the Fifth Heaven of the Golden Immortal Realm, with a mere flick of his wrist; the sheer power of that blow still instilled a sense of dread within him. His own combat capability was only at the Fourth Heaven of the Golden Immortal Realm. Confronting this person would undoubtedly result in his effortless annihilation; however, he had no desire to perish or be eliminated. Gritting his teeth, the peerless prodigy, realizing Han Li was about to make a move, promptly declared, "I concede defeat!" In the ensuing moment, a beam of white light descended, transporting him away. Han Li was momentarily taken aback; so, admitting defeat was permissible. He cast another glance towards the ritual altar above, then surveyed the area below, noting that the number of prodigies eliminated was fewer than he had anticipated. This implied that the Dadao Palace sanctioned surrender. Even if one was incapable of overcoming their adversary, a prompt surrender would result in expulsion from the trial, allowing them to recommence their ascent of the ritual altar, engage other cultivators, and still attain higher levels to reap benefits and opportunities. In this manner, the instances of elimination were minimized, thereby selecting the most gifted and promising prodigies. "Hum~" The impartial voice of the Dadao Palace spirit sounded once more in Han Li's hearing, informing him that he had acquired a certain opportunity at the Quasi Immortal Emperor level and inquiring if he wished to claim it forthwith. Naturally, Han Li had no intention of claiming it, as doing so would signify the conclusion of his sojourn within the Dadao Palace. His ultimate objective was to successfully navigate the fourth-step trial and secure the fabled Against the Heaven's Creation technique, purportedly linked to the fourth step, from within the Dadao Palace. A flash of white light enveloped him, and Han Li vanished from the first tier of the altar, transitioning to the second. The third tier. The fourth tier. The fifth tier. The sixth tier. The adversaries Han Li encountered were not particularly formidable, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that Han Li himself was excessively powerful; the vast majority of them immediately conceded defeat, with only the final opponent daring to engage Han Li in combat.

With a swift motion, Han Li dispatched his foe, thereby ascending to the seventh layer of the ritual altar.

“The seventh-floor trial of the Dadao Palace requires the defeat of three ‘puppet’ Gold Immortals from the Seventh Heaven realm.”

The voice of the Dadao Palace spirit resonated, and Han Li’s gaze subtly shifted, registering that the trials within the Daoist Altar underwent a transformation from the seventh floor onwards.

The geniuses vanquished on the sixth floor merely possessed the combat prowess of a Sixth Heaven Gold Immortal, even after stimulating their Divine Sense. Yet, on the seventh floor, he was tasked with vanquishing three Seventh Heaven Gold Immortal puppets.

These so-called puppets were, in essence, cultivators meticulously crafted by the Dadao Palace, appearing to be past participants. They moved with blank expressions, devoid of any memories, and launched their attacks without hesitation.

The first adversary was a True Dragon, its colossal form exuding an overwhelming aura that surged forth. Its body blazed with the boundless light of the Great Dao; a mere brush against a common Golden Immortal would inflict injury, while a direct hit promised inevitable demise.

The second was a woman clad in yellow, possessing a graceful physique and an icy demeanor. Gripping a supreme Gold Immortal weapon, a pair of phoenix wings unfurled behind her, unleashing Infinite Immortal Light as she charged with astonishing velocity.

The third combatant hailed from the Human Clan as well, a middle-aged man adorned in grey armor. With a simple gesture, thunder erupted, coalescing into a miniature sea of lightning overhead. A thunder pool even materialized, unleashing divine retribution and thundering celestial blades, all aimed at obliterating Han Li.

Han Li remained stationary, his hands clasped behind his back, making no move to evade.

A gentle stomp of his right foot sent tremors through the very fabric of space, instantly immobilizing the three assaulting Gold Immortals mid-air. Their offensive might was utterly neutralized.

With another precise stomp of Han Li’s right foot, three beams of immortal light erupted from the void, piercing through the three formidable Golden Immortal powerhouses and causing them to disintegrate on the spot.

“Is that all?”

Han Li’s head tilted slightly, a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Regarding the geniuses and prodigies of the Human Clan who had entered the Dadao Palace grand event, Han Li resolved not to engage in indiscriminate slaughter as long as they showed no hostile intent towards him; they could be spared.

However, for the puppets meticulously engineered by the Dadao Palace, Han Li felt no compulsion to restrain himself. Obliterating them directly was the most fitting course of action.

A cascade of white light descended, and Han Li found himself on the eighth level of the Daoist Altar.

On this particular floor, Han Li’s adversaries numbered ten peerless geniuses, each wielding the combat capability of an Eighth Heaven Gold Immortal, once again products of the Dadao Palace’s creation.

Han Li simply raised a hand and, with a single palm strike, annihilated all ten peerless geniuses, thereby successfully clearing the trial.

His combat prowess was simply overwhelming, capable of annihilating all in his path, be they mortal or divine. He was a force that cut down gods and vanquished immortals, an unparalleled invincibility.

The ninth level of the Daoist Altar presented an even more formidable challenge. The opponents now comprised fifteen peerless geniuses, each possessing the combat strength of a Ninth Heaven Gold Immortal.

To conquer this stage, participants were required to exhibit a combat ability at least matching the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, even accounting for temporary surges in Divine Sense.

Han Li harbored a genuine curiosity about the number of geniuses and prodigies who could surmount this particular hurdle.

Successfully navigating this trial necessitated the revelation of one’s true strength; any attempt at subterfuge would inevitably lead to elimination.

Employing feigned weakness or deception was simply not an option.

Furthermore, passing the ninth-level trial signified the successful completion of the Dadao Palace’s inaugural stage of trials, granting passage to the subsequent phase.

Just as Han Li’s thoughts were crystallizing, the fifteen powerhouses of the Ninth Heaven Gold Immortal Realm unleashed their individual techniques and launched their assault.

In an instant, the space became a maelstrom of tens of Golden Immortal weapons and Quasi Immortal Monarch weapons, blazing across the heavens with immortal light. Their might was such that it seemed capable of shaking the very foundations of ages.

The fifteen cultivators simultaneously unleashed potent immortal arts and Divine Skills, imbued with terrifying destructive force that warped the void itself and descended upon Han Li.

“Break!”

Han Li uttered a soft command, and a treasured orb materialized. Rays of rosy light erupted from it, intermingling with an endless expanse of blue immortal light that shrouded the sky, directly confronting the onslaught of immortal soldiers, immortal arts, and the immortals themselves.

Boom~

An earth-shattering roar erupted, and all luminescence swiftly faded. Along with it vanished the fifteen peerless geniuses of the Ninth Heaven Gold Immortal Realm.

“Congratulations on completing the first stage of the trials. You have been awarded one ‘Primordial Dao Fruit’.”

As the spirit’s voice concluded, a fruit adorned with intricate Dao patterns materialized in Han Li’s grasp, radiating the profound principles of the Grand Dao.