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In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】 Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat. Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years. Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams. If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality. Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time. Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation! ...This book was formerly titled "Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life"! (The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, "Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader," rest assured and enjoy)

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315: Remains of the Deep Sea Immortal Sect! The Trapped Demon Star _3

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Meanwhile, in the Bright Cloud Mountain Range of the Southern Region, within the Four Regions.

The once lush and densely populated Bright Cloud Mountain Range had been reduced to something like a scrofulous head, tilled until it was fragmented and broken.

The former Jingxiu Workshop had long been demolished and leveled.

A seemingly indestructible city stood erect within the mountain range, built from massive stones excavated from the land, and surrounded and protected by a grand array.

Gazing at this gigantic Immortal City, ordinary people could only marvel at the power of cultivators. They were completely unaware that numerous human skeletons, both of mortals and cultivators, were piled up within the crevices of the city walls.

Mortal lives are considered insignificant, and cultivators are not spared this harsh reality.

Many loose cultivators, as well as sect cultivators captured by the heretic immortals, led lives that were worse than death.