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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

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Chapter 432: An Ominous Fate, Intolerable by Heaven and Earth!

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Days passed, and even after seven days, the celestial phenomenon had not dissipated, signaling to all beings under the heavens a transformation by the Heavenly Dao that was unprecedented in ancient times.

As the seven days came to a close, the golden lotus on top of Kunlun Mountain remained, now so immense it covered the entirety of the Descending Dragon Continent, bathing the entire land in golden light.

Around Kunlun, countless Cultivators gazed at the enormous Golden Lotus caused by Fang Wang, as if beholding the flower of the world, with Disciples of the Way of Hope and Tiangong Sect disciples worshiping even more devoutly, their expressions filled with piety.

Hong Chen and the Solitary Life Elder sat shoulder to shoulder in meditation, both looking towards the summit of Kunlun Mountain.

Suddenly.

Hong Chen seemed to divine something, his expression turning grave.

The Solitary Life Elder also engaged in divination, his face growing increasingly troubled.