Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 1374 - 402: The Renown of the Longevity True Immortal—Suppressing Dozens of Immortals with a Single Thought

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The Giant Axe Immortal, having become a True Immortal, seeks refuge in the Tianyuan Ancient Immortal Battlefield. Pursued by other Immortals for his Eight Treasures Golden Light Shield, he hesitates to enter the dangerous Fourth Stage. As he prepares, dozens of Immortals arrive, intent on stopping him from escaping into the treacherous space, but it may already be too late.

In essence, it’s futile.

Faced with a relentless charge from countless Immortals, the Giant Axe Immortal found no time for contemplation; only a single thought consumed him: escape! He desperately needed to reach the Fourth Stage, regardless of its potential dangers. His immediate priority was survival.

"Whoosh."

The silhouette of the Giant Axe Immortal transformed into a streak of light, aiming to break into the Fourth Stage.

"Buzz."

Abruptly, a radiant burst of seven-colored light erupted, forming a colossal net that ensnared the Giant Axe Immortal.

Upon colliding with this seven-colored barrier, the Giant Axe Immortal was repelled, thwarted in his attempt to enter the Fourth Stage.

"Huh..."

A collective sigh of relief swept through the ranks of the Immortals.

"It’s the Seven-Colored Glaze Cover! With this Immortal Treasure, the Giant Axe Immortal cannot possibly escape."

"That was incredibly close; we would have been in dire straits."

"Fortunately, we possess this Immortal Treasure, otherwise, we would have been..."

A wave of relief washed over the Immortals.

They understood the severe consequences if they failed to safely extract the Giant Axe Immortal from the Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield; Lu Changsheng would surely not be lenient.

However, this sense of relief was absent in the Giant Axe Immortal, who felt anything but at ease.

Almost instinctively, he deployed the Eight Treasures Golden Light Shield to defend himself.

As the throng of Immortals surged closer, the Giant Axe Immortal was overcome by despair.

In the past, the Eight Treasures Golden Light Shield had served him well in numerous escapes. Yet, no matter its power, it could only effectively fend off one, two, or at most three Immortals.

But now?

The Immortals numbered not merely two or three, but twenty or thirty – a veritable swarm!

Among them were some truly formidable Great Immortals.

How could he possibly escape such an overwhelming encirclement?

Even with the entrance to the Fourth Stage a mere stone’s throw away, it was sealed by the Seven-Colored Glaze Cover, an insurmountable barrier, like an impassable abyss.

This stark reality plunged the Giant Axe Immortal into deep despair.

Was this to be his end, his demise within this very battlefield?

The Giant Axe Immortal knew that even betraying the secrets of the Eight Treasures Great Immortal would not grant him salvation in his current predicament.

He resolved to guard the secret closely, clinging to the faintest sliver of hope for survival.

While the Giant Axe Immortal was lost in these grim reflections, the contingent of Immortals closed in.

They formed a circle around him.

Just as the Giant Axe Immortal braced for an assault, the Immortals suddenly clasped their hands in a respectful greeting, proclaiming in unison, "Greetings, Giant Axe Immortal."

"Hmm?"

"What do you..."

The Giant Axe Immortal was utterly bewildered.

Their demeanor was surprisingly courteous. Why would they be so polite when he was clearly cornered?

If their sole intention was to extract secrets, such politeness seemed unnecessary.

He recalled past encounters with other Immortals, none of whom had displayed such deference.

They typically sought to capture and interrogate thoroughly.

After all, the Immortals possessed secret techniques capable of compelling even reluctant subjects to speak.

"Giant Axe Immortal, you misunderstand. We are not here to apprehend you, but to escort you safely from the Heavenly Abyss Ancient Immortal Battlefield," one of the Immortals stated calmly.

The Giant Axe Immortal recognized him instantly – Yuan Ling Great Immortal, a figure of considerable fame and renown.

Yet, he addressed him with such respect?

Furthermore, what did this talk of protection entail?

Were these Immortals genuinely here to safeguard him?

The notion seemed almost unbelievable.

Observing the Giant Axe Immortal's evident disbelief, Yuan Ling Great Immortal elaborated, "Giant Axe Immortal, you have a friend, Immortal Lu Changsheng. It was Immortal Lu Changsheng who entrusted us with your safety and with ensuring your secure passage out of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield."

"Immortal Lu Changsheng awaits you outside."

The name "Lu Changsheng" struck a chord within the Giant Axe Immortal, causing his heart to falter.

Lu Changsheng – how could he not know him? He was his sole "friend" in the Heavenly Realm, a companion with whom he had faced trials of life and death.

But now, were these Immortals truly acting on Lu Changsheng's behalf to protect him?

It felt surreal.

And when had Lu Changsheng attained the title of Immortal Lu Changsheng?

Could it be that Lu Changsheng himself had ascended to become an Immortal?

The Giant Axe Immortal was swamped with questions.

However, he reasoned that meeting Lu Changsheng outside would undoubtedly clarify everything.

Thus, bewildered, the Giant Axe Immortal found himself being "escorted" by dozens of Immortals out of the Three Realms.