The Nine Heavens of the Immortal Realm, the Great Luo Heaven.

The world was filled with rich spiritual energy, shrouded in celestial mist and filled with auspicious clouds. Qin Luo gazed into the distance and saw endless celestial mountains and countless magnificent palaces.

As night fell, Qin Luo looked up at the distant sky and saw two towering figures radiating a dazzling light that surpassed the stars in the heavens.

Hua Ying and Dao Zun were fighting on an ancient battlefield, the ruins of the ancient Heavenly Court, which had witnessed many earth-shattering battles. Only this place could withstand their power.

Qin Luo frowned slightly. He discovered that Dao Zun also possessed fragments of the Heavenly Dao. Dao Zun's Heavenly Dao power was no weaker than Hua Ying's, and he even had a better grasp of the Heavenly Dao power.

"Master Daoist, where are we going now?"

"Let's go to the Hall of Immortality first."

Qin Luo wants to settle the old scores once and for all.

Zhong Quan steered the immortal ship toward the Immortal Palace. Qin Luo sensed this world and detected many powerful auras, more than all the other eight heavens combined.

The forces that can establish themselves in the Great Luo Heaven all have extremely strong foundations. In the center of the Great Luo Heaven is the White Emperor City, where powerful people are everywhere. In the north, there is the Jade Capital Mountain, which is known as the first gate, the White Jade Temple. The Qilin clan lives in the Qilin Cliff in the west, and the Golden Crow God Clan lives on the Fusang Divine Tree in the east.

The Immortal Palace is located in the south of the Great Luo Heaven.

In the south, at the Thunder Pool, surrounded by thick, golden tribulation lightning, lies a forbidden area that even true immortals cannot cross. Even Zhong Quan, who is skilled in lightning magic, has a solemn expression.

Deep within the forbidden land, there stands a magnificent golden palace, bathed in tribulation lightning, dazzlingly brilliant.

A tall figure emerged from the hall, his body shrouded in immortal aura. He cupped his hands in the direction of Qin Luo and said, "Fellow Daoist, what happened back then was all the fault of the Immortal Hall."

"The main ingredient of this elixir is Tribulation Liquid, which has been refined over nine thousand years. I hope you will accept it, fellow Daoist."

The Lord of the Immortal Palace took out a celestial pill that was shrouded in golden mist and had golden tribulation patterns on it. It contained a vast amount of life energy, and even smelling it could prolong one's life. Even a powerful Immortal Venerable would be tempted by this celestial pill.

Zhong Quan swallowed hard upon seeing it, which shows how precious that elixir was.

Qin Luo said calmly, "I am not here to threaten you, nor to get anything from you. I just want to tell you that a family that accumulates good deeds will surely have abundant blessings, while a family that accumulates evil deeds will surely have abundant calamities."

“Fellow Daoist is right.”

The Immortal Palace Master bowed and said.

Qin Luo said meaningfully, "Does the power of eternal immortality truly exist in this world? Perhaps true immortality is an achievement worthy of being remembered by the world. Until we meet again."

The Immortal Palace Master watched the immortal ship depart. After a long while, he looked down at the immortal pill in his hand and said with a bitter smile, "Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan, the Immortal Palace was almost destroyed in your hands."

In the central part of the Great Luo Heaven, there is the White Emperor City.

The walls of Baidi City are made of white jade, and from a distance, they resemble towering, ancient snow-capped mountains.

Dressed in white, Qin Luo walked alone into Baidi City. The streets in the city were even wider than those in the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty. The long street stretched as far as the eye could see, and both sides of the street were lined with a dazzling array of goods, some selling rare treasures and others selling street food, with shouts rising and falling.

This was the first time Qin Luo had seen such a lively scene since arriving in the Immortal Realm; he felt the warmth and vibrancy of everyday life here.

At the end of the long street stood a tall statue, the White Emperor holding a sword, looking heroic and dashing. Qin Luo had seen the White Emperor herself in the river of time, and her unparalleled beauty was far beyond what this statue could express.

Behind the White Emperor statue lies the residence of various immortal clans, which is part of the inner city and inaccessible to ordinary people. On a street corner near the square, there is a teahouse called Yixianglou, which is very lively and filled with laughter.

When Qin Luo entered the teahouse, it was packed with people drinking tea and listening to an old man in a faded yellow robe tell stories.

When the waiter saw Qin Luo walk in, he could tell at a glance that he was no ordinary person. He quickly and warmly greeted him, "Immortal Master, please come upstairs with me."

Qin Luo smiled and said softly, "I'll just look around here, I don't need to pay, right?"

The waiter waved his hands repeatedly and said respectfully, "Master, it is our honor that you have come to our teahouse. There is no need to pay. Please take a seat."

"That's troublesome."

"No trouble at all, Immortal Master, please come upstairs."

The young waiter led Qin Luo to the second floor, where the view was expansive and overlooked the storyteller on the stage.

"Master, please have a seat."

As soon as Qin Luo sat down, a beautiful maid brought him tea and fruit, and said softly, "Immortal Master, please feel free to ask if you need anything."

Thank you.

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

The storyteller, dressed in yellowish clothes, waved his old, blackened paper fan and said angrily, "That evil dragon feeds on children and is bloodthirsty by nature. The people around it suffer greatly. The young White Emperor was cultivating in the mountains. When she heard about this, she drew her sword and rushed into the Blood Dragon Pool, and cut the evil dragon in half with one stroke."

"good!"

Cheers erupted from inside the building.

The old man was unkempt, with a face full of wrinkles and a beard, but his voice was loud. "The East Sea Lord at that time was a distant relative of that evil dragon. The evil dragon used the East Sea Lord to threaten the White Emperor. If the White Emperor dared to harm its life, the East Sea Lord would definitely not let it go. Faced with the evil dragon's threat, the White Emperor did not waver in the slightest and split the evil dragon's head open with a sword."

"Well done!"

The cheers inside the building were deafening.

After the building quieted down, the old man continued, "That evil dragon always served the East Sea Lord and helped him plunder the people. The East Sea Lord turned a blind eye to its actions. After the White Emperor killed the evil dragon, the East Sea Lord was furious and sent out patrol yakshas to hunt down the White Emperor, wanting to kill her to establish his authority."

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