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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 466: Making Heaven and Earth Quiet

In the mysterious and gloomy great hall, the Sect Master of Heaven's Larceny Saint Sect, Wen Li, sat on the throne with a sullen expression, his eyes full of rage.

Before him, a mass of black qi surged, within which an eye emerged.

"Why? Weren't you supposed to be resurrected? Why did you suddenly stop me?" Wen Li asked in a heavy voice.

From within the black qi, a voice replied, "The situation has changed. The Descending Dragon Continent is not suitable for our actions. The being who established the Heavenly Dao is no ordinary entity; his Heavenly Dao is on par with the Saint Dao, the Imperial Dao, and it's impossible to gauge the extent of his cultivation."

It was none other than the Thousand Eyes Great Saint!

Wen Li's face fluctuated between light and shadow, his hands tightly gripping the armrests.