Volume 3 - Chapter 329: Li Hao’s Soul Lifespan - Part 4
Even the Great Dream Master hadn’t anticipated such a move. Her brows furrowed slightly as she realized that the Supreme Emperor's decision stemmed from a desire to prevent them from forming factions and fighting as groups within the secret realm. If such scenes were reflected across the Southern Domain, it would likely become quite unsightly—after all, the purpose of this Assembly of the Peerless was to showcase the brilliance of each individual genius.
“In that case, if you encounter each other within the realm, then travel together. If not, it all depends on your own performance,”
The Great Dream Master said.
Everyone’s expressions turned grave as they withdrew the slight sense of reliance in their hearts. In its place, a burning will to fight flared within their eyes.
After all, with things as they now stood, no one else would be able to group up either—this would be a contest of individual strength!
And that was precisely what peerless geniuses feared the least.
At this moment, the other immortal dynasties had already begun to move, flying toward the entrance of the secret realm.
As their figures passed through the ancient black mirror, a number appeared upon it—revealing their Soul Lifespan.
These soul lifespans rarely reached triple digits; most were four-digit numbers, spanning thousands of years.
Yet if one were to test the age of their physical bodies, some might only be a few decades old, having only recently reincarnated.
“Three hundred years old? There's actually a three-hundred-year-old monster!”
“Who is that? That’s outrageous—at three hundred, they’ve already reached the Tenth Level of the True Immortal Realm!”
“Look! That youth from the Ancient God Clan—only five hundred! Not even ten full cycles of sixty years!”
“At five hundred soul years, I was still in the Saint Realm!”
The reveal of soul lifespans set the Southern Domain's many immortal dynasties ablaze with excitement, stunned by these remarkably youthful soul ages.
“Some of them have soul lifespans of twenty-eight hundred—seven or eight times longer than the youngest ones. That’s just not fair.”
“But soul lifespans around three thousand are already considered relatively short. It’s just the way things are.”
As more figures crossed through the ancient mirror, soul lifespans were revealed one by one, causing waves of exclamations. Those with only three or five hundred years stood out starkly, veritable seedlings among a forest of towering trees.
Soon, the group from the Yan Chu Immortal Dynasty also set out.
However, Chu Tianhuang and the others at the front did not move. They were waiting for the secret realm intended for the Immortal Lord Realm group to open.
Standing beside Chu Tianhuang, Chu Yueli watched coldly as the royal siblings swept past her, her gaze sharp as a blade.
As disciples from various sects began to step forward, it was soon the turn of the Great Dream Nine Abysses Sect.
Gu Yan’s eyes flickered as he glanced at the ancient mirror and leapt forward.
As his figure passed through, a number appeared—286!
Seeing this, even other disciples from top sects turned their heads in astonishment.
Not even three hundred soul years?
That was absurd!
Even Yuexi, who followed beside Gu Yan, couldn’t help the shock in her eyes. She hadn’t expected her little junior brother’s soul lifespan to be this young!
When she crossed through the mirror, her own number was a four-digit figure.
In her early years, she had been forced to hide and flee constantly, burdened by a cursed bloodline, leaving her with little time to properly cultivate.
“Junior Brother, your soul lifespan is ridiculously tender!”
Even Murong Qingwu, who walked ahead, couldn’t resist turning back in astonishment. She looked at Gu Yan with new eyes—this kind of soul lifespan, and he was still able to participate, with combat strength not inferior to hers? No wonder he was hailed as the strongest sword talent of this generation!
Such a soul lifespan naturally drew attention from the other top sects, as well as from the major factions of the Southern Domain and powerful wanderers drifting across the starry sky. In all their eyes, shock appeared—they could see clearly how terrifying this youth's talent was.
To reach the Tenth Level of the True Immortal Realm with less than three hundred soul years... Within a thousand years, he was bound to have a real chance at stepping into the Immortal Lord Realm—reaching an entirely different plane. He might even rival those already waiting in the group of Immortal Lords.
“Such misfortune of timing,”
Someone sighed, feeling that this youth’s short soul lifespan placed him at a disadvantage in this competition.
Gu Yan’s expression remained cold and indifferent. He knew there was no hiding it, but he had long grown accustomed to such stares and whispers.
As he approached the secret realm, he turned his head slightly, eyes falling upon a youth below, currently bidding farewell to Old Man Li and the Dream Master.
A gleam lit up in his gaze. If their soul lifespans were similar, he believed he wouldn’t lose to that person.
“Off you go, off you go.”
Old Man Li said cheerfully to Li Hao.
Li Hao took his leave of the two and soared toward the True Immortal Realm's secret realm.
As his figure crossed the ancient mirror, the number that appeared was a short double-digit—
96.
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