Chaos origin energy? Fragments of innate dao patterns? Wu Lin's consciousness fluctuated slightly, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, causing invisible ripples in the red world inside the womb. The unimaginably majestic and pure source energy and the fragmented information containing the truth were instantly integrated into the depths of his sea of consciousness and body that had been tempered to be as tough as the core of the universe. There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a sense of completeness that came naturally and returned to nature quietly grew. Deep in the Dantian, the Tao Fruit condensed from immeasurable immortal energy and engraved with billions of Taoist runes, its last tiny gap was finally completely closed at this moment, blooming with eternal and flawless brilliance.
The top of the lower realm, the most powerful realm! Just a thought can trigger the ascending tribulation thunder and break through the boundary.
However, Wu Lin's thoughts only lightly brushed against the perfect Dao Fruit, and then completely locked, restrained, and silenced its boundless power. Ascension? No, it is far from time. Bits and pieces of what he had "heard" over the past eighteen years flowed deep in his consciousness.
Yong'an Houfu, Wu family. Lin Tian is a distinguished member of the imperial dynasty. Sounds good? Unfortunately, I was born in the wrong era and in the wrong place. This is a glorious world where immortality is prosperous and thousands of races compete. Seven dynasties stand side by side, and the Immortal Sect overlooks the world. Every ten years, it opens its gates to select talents with spiritual roots who can embark on the path to immortality.
However, the Lintian Dynasty, the land that gave birth to Wu Lin, seemed like an abandoned child that had been completely forgotten by heaven. Century! A whole hundred years
