Top enlightenment at 100 years old Chapter 639 - 626: Lower Realm Situation

"You...!"

A trace of fury surfaced plainly on Immortal Qi Hong’s face.

Evidently, Ji Haoyuan’s contemptuous demeanor had thoroughly provoked him.

Yet, the white-haired Immortal next to him kept a composed look and an aura of dominance.

Right then, he lifted his gaze toward Ji Haoyuan and spoke in a detached tone:

"Are you the Nanhua that Qi Hong and the others mentioned?

Who would have thought that after so many years away from the Lower Realm, even mere juniors like you dare to challenge us Immortals.

It looks like this world’s rules require a thorough overhaul."

While saying this, an immortal scroll abruptly emerged from above the white-haired Immortal’s head.

It lunged straight at Ji Haoyuan without hesitation, aiming to suppress him.

"Junior, since you act so boldly, I’ll teach you a lesson today."

Ji Haoyuan’s face turned icy in an instant upon hearing those words.

He had sensed that although the white-haired Immortal spoke of teaching him,

in reality, this was just a pretext to erase him completely.

Facing such a situation...

Boom!

Suddenly, a brilliant golden divine glow erupted from Ji Haoyuan’s palm.

He clenched it into a fist and smashed toward the incoming immortal scroll.

"How dare you!"

A savage glint briefly flashed in the white-haired Immortal’s eyes.

But the next moment, that savagery shifted to utter shock.

With a single punch from Ji Haoyuan, the immortal scroll that was about to crush him started shaking wildly.

Immediately after, the glow on its surface faded swiftly.

Then, a loud bang echoed.

The immortal scroll shattered under Ji Haoyuan’s fist.

Crash!

It broke apart in mid-air, scattering into countless specks of light.

"What?"

This sight stunned not just the white-haired Immortal but also Immortal Qi Hong at his side.

Immortal Qi Hong was especially taken aback.

He knew better than anyone the immense might of this white-haired Immortal he accompanied.

When Immortals like them descended from the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm, their cultivation and realm were almost crushed to the lowest point,

allowing them to unleash only about one percent of their original power.

However, this white-haired Immortal stood out.

He had managed to retain nearly half his cultivation upon arriving in the Lower Realm.

From what he understood, the white-haired Immortal’s current strength rivaled a Third Layer Heaven Immortal.

What did Third Layer Heaven signify in the Lower Realm?

Practically an unbeatable force.

But now, the result was...

Before either he or the white-haired Immortal could ponder more, Ji Haoyuan’s assault was already upon them.

"Just a Third Layer Heaven Immortal, I figured you were more impressive."

Ji Haoyuan showed no politeness whatsoever.

As he declared this, immense purple radiance burst forth from over his head.

This radiance morphed into spears, flying swords, and razor-sharp blades.

Every one bore the fearsome power of rules.

The white-haired Immortal and Immortal Qi Hong hastily pulled back.

Disbelief filled their gazes now.

"How is this fellow’s cultivation possible...?"

Rumble!

In a flash, the horrifying purple light engulfed their forms.

Explosions of flames burst from their bodies one after another.

All magical treasures and defenses crumbled instantly.

"Wow!"

At last, blood spurted from their mouths, their bodies marred with severe burns.

Right then, Ji Haoyuan’s eyes morphed into a pair of profound abysses.

He launched a Soul Search on them directly.

"You..."

At first, the white-haired Immortal and Immortal Qi Hong resisted fiercely.

Yet their efforts proved pointless soon enough.

Their minds crumbled rapidly, defenses overrun by Ji Haoyuan’s divine sense.

In mere moments, Ji Haoyuan had seized every piece of information he sought.

His expression grew somewhat somber now.

Not long ago, he had ventured to the Upper Realm for less than half a year.

But back in the Lower Realm, years had already elapsed.

In that time, the Lower Realm had undergone massive shifts.

For starters, even more Immortals had been sent down.

Furthermore, these new Lower Realm Immortals far surpassed Immortal Qi Hong and the elder Immortal Shangzhen in power.

Above all, upon arrival, these Immortals seized lands first, vying for the Dao venues of Lower Realm sects.

From the intel he gathered, over ten sects and Star Sky Strong Races had already lost their Dao venues to Upper Realm Immortals.

And this stemmed from some self-imposed limits to prevent all-out war.

In light of this, Ji Haoyuan dared not picture

what the Lower Realm would face once the passage between realms fully opened.

Nevertheless.

What infuriated him above all were the schemes of Immortal Shangzhen, Immortal Qi Hong, and the Divine Ruins folks.

They had now set their sights squarely on his Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.

To clarify, their ambitions encompassed the whole Tianchen Cultivation World.

The sole variance lay in the timing of their moves.

It appeared those Lower Realm Immortals needed a harsh lesson in reality.

With that thought, a killing intent gleamed in Ji Haoyuan’s eyes.

Without any apparent move from him,

the bodies of the opposing white-haired Immortal and Immortal Qi Hong shuddered at once.

The instant after, horror dawned in their eyes.

Their forms began vanishing gradually, piece by piece.

As though erased by an invisible hand.

Within moments, every trace of them vanished from existence.

Ji Haoyuan spared them not even a glance.

By now, he had torn through space, racing toward the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land in the Central Earth Divine Continent.

The Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.

Currently, its Mountain Protection Array blazed at full strength.

Dazzling divine splendor filled the heavens.

These lights manifested as Dao evolutions, endlessly displaying arcane techniques overhead.

Mighty formation patterns swirled about, shielding the entire Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.

Even amid such a mighty Mountain Protection Array, the countless cultivators inside felt no ease.

Instead, grim resolve etched every face.

Particularly at the sight of those figures beyond the array—like Saint Master Luo Changsheng and Spiritual Abyss Saint King—despair flickered subtly in their eyes.