343: Chapter 343 Isn't it inappropriate to give such a grand greeting right after arriving?

Yue Ningshuang said nothing after hearing this, merely casting a deep glance at him.

A moment later, she withdrew her gaze. Without pursuing the matter further, she coldly warned:

"Recently, all major powers in the Spirit Realm have been preparing for the Immortal Burial Ruins that will open in a hundred years."

"You better restrain yourself and cause less trouble for this Seat."

Supreme Elder Zhan Hong buried his head even lower, cold sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, and loudly replied:

"This subordinate obeys! I will certainly be cautious in my words and actions!"

As her voice fell, Yue Ningshuang's figure transformed into countless petals, dissipating above the dojo and returning to her Cloud-Top Immortal Palace.

Only when that terrifying pressure had completely dissipated did Supreme Elder Zhan Hong straighten his body, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

"What's there to be so arrogant about! You're just relying on having a slightly higher cultivation than this Venerable!"

"Once this Venerable obtains that broken sword and passes the remaining four Heavenly Tribulations, it will be time for me to sit in the position of Sect Master of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect!"

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On the other side.

At the edge of the Spirit Realm, a massive Ascension platform suddenly began to shake violently.

Complex golden Formation patterns lit up in circles, shooting straight into the clouds.

This commotion immediately attracted many passing Cultivators and the stewards guarding the Ascension platform.

"Look! The Ascension platform has lit up! Someone has ascended again!"

"Such strong energy fluctuations! This batch of ascenders is so strong? Judging by the scale, at least seven or eight people are ascending at the same time!"

"Hehe, fresh coolies have been delivered to our doorstep again."

"I wonder if there are any good-looking female Cultivators this time; I just happen to be lacking a Cauldron for Dual Cultivation these past few days."

Boom!

A thick beam of guiding divine light descended from the sky, slamming onto the Ascension platform.

Seven or eight figures appeared on the platform one after another. These people were dressed differently; some wore dragon robes, while others wore tattered Daoist robes.

But without exception, their bodies all exuded the powerful aura of the Mahayana Stage Perfection from the Lower Realm.

In the Lower Realm, they were all peerless Prodigies who could summon wind and rain, suppressing an entire era.

As soon as they landed, these ascenders curiously looked around.

"Is this the Upper Realm? Such rich Spiritual Qi!"

"Truly a blessed land of immortals! My cultivation, which has been stagnant for a thousand years, finally has hope for a Breakthrough!"

One of the burly elders laughed wildly at the sky in excitement.

"Hahahaha! I, Wang Batian, have finally ascended!"

"In the Lower Realm, this old man was invincible under the heavens, lonely as snow!"

"Today, arriving in this Upper Realm, this old man shall draw my blade once more, stir up a storm of blood, and establish an immortal Dao lineage!"

"Fairies of the Upper Realm, tremble! This old man has arrived!"

Wang Batian opened his arms, attempting to embrace the air of the Spirit Realm. However, the next second.

"Bang!"

Wang Batian, who had just been so arrogant, was slammed onto the ground on his knees without warning.

Not just him, but the few ascenders beside him, who had also been full of arrogance just moments ago, were all pressed down as if by an invisible mountain.

They fell to the ground one after another, each in a more wretched posture than the last.

"What's going on? My body... I can't move!"

A white-haired Sword Cultivator desperately tried to circulate the Sword Qi within his body, only to find that the spiritual power in his Meridians was as heavy as lead, impossible to circulate.

"This pressure... it's too terrifying!"

The spatial density and gravity of the Spirit Realm are more than a hundred times that of the Lower Realm.

Although these Lower Realm Prodigies had reached the Mahayana Realm, their Physical Body and Divine Soul had not yet fully transformed.

Upon first arriving in the Spirit Realm, they still needed time to fully adapt.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Spirit Realm Cultivators and stewards burst into laughter.

"Look! Another group of bumpkins who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Hahaha! You're killing me!"

"These hicks actually thought they were big shots just like in the Lower Realm?"

A steward walked up with a malicious grin, a black spirit whip in hand, and lashed directly at Wang Batian.

"Crack!"

"Scream! Old thing, weren't you quite capable of screaming just a moment ago?"

"Still wanting Fairies to tremble? I'll make you tremble properly right now!"

Wang Batian saw stars from the pain and let out a humiliated grunt.

"You... who are you people? How dare you humiliate this Seat!"

"This Seat? Screw your mother!"

The steward backhanded another whip, lashing Wang Batian until his skin split and flesh tore.

"Prick up your dog ears and listen well! In the vast Spirit Realm, trash like you who have just ascended are as numerous as ox hair!"

"You are no longer any Old Ancestors; you are the lowest of slaves!"

"Do it! Put Spirit-Locking Rings on all of them, and drag them to Mining Area No. 3 to dig for Profound Ice Iron!"

However, just as the few stewards walked up with pitch-black collars, preparing to collar them like dogs.

The Formation patterns on the Ascension platform, which had dimmed, began to flash again.

The commotion this time was even more intense than when the seven or eight people had ascended just moments ago!

"Rumble—"

The entire Ascension platform shook along with it, and the faint sound of a Dragon's roar came from the sky.

"What's happening? Is the Formation about to explode?"

The stewards stopped, retreating in shock and uncertainty.

Under everyone's gaze, a golden divine light, far brighter and thicker than before, descended from the sky and slammed directly into the center of the Ascension platform.

Within the divine light, spatial ripples undulated. A foot wearing a black cloud-patterned brocade boot stepped leisurely out of the beam of light.

Immediately following, Cao Kun, dressed in a yin-yang dharma robe, walked out with a tall and straight posture.

The Law of the Spirit Realm, when it landed on him, was as if it didn't exist at all, directly dissipated into nothingness by his Chaos Qi.

Cao Kun looked down at Wang Batian, who was lying at his feet, and gently nudged him with the tip of his shoe.

"Hey, buddy. Offering such a grand greeting right after arriving, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

This scene, radiating absolute badassery, completely stunned the surrounding Spirit Realm stewards who were preparing to come up and take control of the newcomers.

The laughter came to an abrupt halt. Whether it was the ascenders lying on the ground or the Spirit Realm Cultivators watching, a huge question mark appeared in everyone's mind.

What is up with this kid?! Everyone else is lying on the ground eating dust, how is he standing?!

He adapted to the Law suppression of the Spirit Realm so quickly?!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even a peerless Prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years in the Lower Realm must lie on the ground for three days and three nights to adapt to the Laws upon first arriving in the Spirit Realm!"

"This kid must have a Heaven-Defying Magic Treasure that can resist the suppression of the Laws!"

Upon hearing this, the stewards reacted from their initial shock, and the wariness in their eyes was instantly swallowed by greed.

A fat sheep that had just come up from the Lower Realm, newly arrived with no background, carrying a precious treasure capable of ignoring the Spirit Realm's Laws. If they could snatch it, it would definitely sell for a sky-high price!

"Damn it, the timid starve to death, while the bold are stuffed to death!"

The lead steward was blinded by greed.

He sneered, weighed the refined steel chain in his hand, and strode towards Cao Kun.

"Kid, feeling pretty arrogant, huh? Relying on the power of a Magic Treasure, you really think you're something?"

"Now, immediately take off your Storage Ring, Magic Treasure, and even the clothes you're wearing, and hand them all over to me!"

"Otherwise, I'll break your legs right now and make you lie on the ground eating shit just like this bunch of trash!"

Facing this ferocious clamor, Cao Kun tilted his head slightly, revealing a kind smile.

"What did you say? The wind was a bit strong just now, I didn't hear you clearly. Could you trouble yourself to step a bit closer and say it again!"