Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch's Marriage Chapter 798

A Quasi Immortal Emperor who had attained mastery over the ultimate Dao.

The serene voice of the Dadao Palace’s spirit reverberated within Han Li’s mind, bestowing upon him a treasure that was deemed supreme, even amongst Immortal Emperors.

Han Li's gaze flickered, and instead of immediately proceeding to Dadao Palace's fourth trial, he found himself gazing absently at Dadao Mountain.

It appeared he had grasped something profound.

Since his arrival at Dadao Palace, his system had remained ominously silent, only deigning to respond after numerous attempts to summon it.

Han Li experienced a mingled sense of nervousness, unease, and perhaps even relief.

The circumstances felt far too coincidental.

...

"Huff~"

Han Li drew a deep breath, turned, and approached the altar situated at the summit of the mountain.

"Let's uncover the complete truth, then."

A radiant Dao light descended, and Han Li’s form vanished from Dadao Mountain.

At that precise moment, over a hundred exceptionally talented prodigies who were making their ascent up Dadao Mountain were left utterly astonished.

Who was that individual?

The trials within Dadao Palace had been significantly intensified this time around, with many among them, who would have typically cleared the third trial in past attempts, now struggling within the initial segments of the third trial.

Yet, this mysterious newcomer, who had materialized from thin air, had effortlessly navigated through the first three trials without a single faltering step, securing the top position each time and leaving all other prodigies trailing far behind.

…….

Following a dazzling flash of Dao light, Han Li's figure materialized once more.

This time, his appearance was not within some ethereal world, a private dojo, or at the base of a mountain; it seemed he had gained entry into the very inner sanctum of Dadao Palace.

He stood within an immensely vast and exquisitely ornate hall, positioned at its grand entrance.

Han Li peered inside, his vision taking in colossal pillars that soared towards the heavens, each intricately carved with myriad symbols representing the Great Dao.

Occupying the heart of this magnificent hall was an expansive space, designated as an arena.

Just as Han Li prepared to continue his observations, the voice of the Dadao Palace’s spirit resonated anew.

"Han Li, you are most welcome to the fourth trial of Dadao Palace."

"You recognize me?"

Han Li's eyebrows arched in surprise; he had taken great care to completely alter his appearance before entering.

However, realization dawned upon him, and his initial apprehension subsided.

As the very instrument of the fourth trial, the spirit wielded supreme authority, making it unsurprising that it could discern his identity.

"I recognize all beings from the myriad realms," the spirit responded serenely.

Han Li's eyes gleamed, and he felt a measure of his lingering doubts dissipate.

"What does the fourth trial entail?" Han Li inquired directly.

"Ascend the Origin Arena, vanquish all adversaries, and you shall achieve victory," the spirit declared in its characteristic indifferent tone.

"How numerous are the opponents?

From whence do they hail?

What is their battle prowess?" Han Li questioned in rapid succession.

"There are a total of thirty-six individuals, each possessing the combat strength equivalent to that of a Quasi Immortal Emperor."

Han Li's brow furrowed slightly; the spirit of Dadao Palace had remained conspicuously silent regarding the origins of these thirty-six adversaries.

The combat ability of a Quasi Immortal Emperor was a manageable challenge, roughly on par with his own capabilities, thus Han Li harbored no immediate concerns about being outmatched by superior cultivation levels.

Suddenly, an idea sparked within Han Li's mind.

Thirty-six opponents, thirty-six Heavenly Courts...

Could his adversaries possibly be the Heavenly Emperors from the Crimson Heaven Court, Longhan Heavenly Court, Wantong Heavenly Court, and the other thirty-three celestial courts?

Even if they were not in their absolute prime, possessing merely the combat strength of a Quasi Immortal Emperor would undoubtedly render them formidable foes, arguably the thirty-six most potent individuals throughout the history of the Taichu Realm.

Wait a moment!

Han Li's relaxed countenance stiffened once more.

Why would they be the Heavenly Emperors from the thirty-six courts of the Taichu Realm?

This line of reasoning seemed illogical.

The Dadao Palace was an establishment accessible to all beings across the myriad worlds, and the Taichu Realm occupied a relatively low position, ranking merely among the last of the top ten realms.

If the selectors were to choose Heavenly Emperors to serve as guardians, surely they would opt for candidates from the top three, or even the most powerful realms within all the heavens.

Could this be a personalized challenge, tailored specifically to the individual?

Because he hailed from the Taichu Realm, the guardians were, by coincidence, former Heavenly Emperors from the Taichu Realm itself?

Han Li found himself perplexed by this notion; otherwise, how could there be such a striking coincidence of thirty-six individuals…

After posing his inquiry once more, Han Li received no response from the spirit, which appeared disinclined to elaborate further.

Following a brief period of contemplation, Han Li strode deliberately towards the Origin Arena, positioning himself beneath its imposing structure.

Gazing upon the battle-worn arena, he perceived, or perhaps imagined, an immense and glorious world unfolding before him, witnessing echoes of tumultuous and grand spectacles from bygone eras…

"Origin Arena?

Why not designate it the Eternal Arena?"

Han Li murmured, feeling that the arena should perhaps be christened 'Eternal Arena', or possibly even the 'Arena of the Heavens,' considering the Dadao Palace's location within the myriad realms of the Ancient Eternal Realm.

Without a second thought, Han Li ascended the Origin Arena. He discovered that this place possessed its own vast cosmos, imbued with supreme rules that remained unyielding even against the full might of a Quasi Immortal Emperor.

Following a brief period of anticipation, the first guardian finally materialized before him.

“I am Creation. Pray, enlighten me,” the Creation Daoist stated, his voice even and his demeanor serene, while adorned in a white Daoist robe.

Han Li was momentarily stunned; this Creation Daoist appeared to be genuine.

Wasn't he supposed to be a mere illusion conjured by the Dadao Palace?

He recalled the titles of the Heavenly Emperors from the thirty-six courts of the Taichu Realm; none bore the name Creation.

A sense of disappointment washed over him, as it seemed his initial guess was incorrect.

After a moment of contemplation, Han Li emulated the Creation Daoist’s gesture, offering a cupped-hand salute. “I am Han Li. Greetings, Daoist Creation.”

Given that the spirit of the Dadao Palace was already privy to his identity, Han Li saw no reason to maintain any pretense.

He even chose to reveal his true form, recognizing that other cultivators had not yet reached this fourth trial.

A peculiar feeling arose within him: this fourth trial of the Dadao Palace seemed specifically designed for him.

Alternatively, perhaps this current resurgence of the Dadao Palace, with its drastically increased difficulty and entirely altered trials, bore some connection to him.

The confrontation was inevitable.

From the very first moment of engagement, both combatants unleashed their full power. There was no room for cautious probing; the victor would be decided swiftly.

This was not Han Li's preferred course of action, but the sheer ferocity of the Creation Daoist left him with no alternative but to respond in kind.

After three intense rounds, Han Li emerged victorious, vanquishing the Creation Daoist.