Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 503: Coming Out in Full Force

Inside the Xuantian Dao Palace, since Han Xuanji’s last sermon ended…

From Xiao Hong, who was at the Celestial Golden Immortal Realm, down to the ordinary Disciples with Golden Immortal cultivation, everyone had gained immense benefits.

Among them, many Disciples who were already at the Peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm broke through to the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm one after another.

This did not come as a surprise to Han Xuanji.

He had originally reconstructed them to have Chaos Physiques.

Although their Aptitude could not compare to the formidable Chaos Demon Gods, it was still an exceptionally superior talent.

Combined with his sermon, achieving the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm was a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, knowing the grand events occurring in the Land of Reincarnation in the Sea of Nether, the group of Disciples was becoming a bit restless.

Particularly the Personal Disciples who had just broken through to the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm; their surrounding auras had not yet been fully restrained.

The surging dao-rhythm and the powerful sense of strength from newly entering the Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal Realm left their hearts pounding, eager to test what they had learned.

The sudden changes in the outside world did not make them feel fearful; instead, it ignited a raging Battle Intent within their chests.

The first to be unable to hold back was naturally Jiang Hao.

Having created the Path of the Invincible God of War, he naturally craved battle.

Immediately, he went to find Li Taiqing:

“Eldest Senior Brother, why don’t we enter the world and make a name for our Xuantian lineage?”

In the Immortal Realm, all living beings knew of the Xuantian Dao Venerable, but they didn’t actually have much knowledge of the Xuantian Dao Palace.

They only knew that under the Xuantian Dao Venerable were many Personal Disciple prodigies, each a dragon or phoenix among men.

“What Junior Brother Jiang says is indeed true. We cannot hide under Master’s wings forever.”

Sword Intent emerged around Nangong Wenjian’s body; he clearly had the same intention.

Lin Potian’s blood-qi circled like a dragon, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure as he rubbed his palms together.

Sometimes, even those who aren’t particularly keen on fighting will look for someone to vent on.

“I’ve just broken through and was worrying about having no place to test the hardness of my fists! Those so-called Ancient Fiend are perfect for practice!”

With their opinions unified, they no longer hesitated.

Led by Li Taiqing, they tidied their appearances, lined up solemnly, and went outside the Xuantian Hall to seek an audience.

The hall doors opened silently.

Han Xuanji was still sitting cross-legged upon the chaos green lotus, as if the changing winds of the outside world and the agitated moods of his Disciples were all within his observation.

His peaceful gaze swept over the high-spirited, determined Disciples below, and a faint smile touched the corners of his mouth.

After nurturing them for so many years, they had finally achieved something.

“Master!”

The crowd saluted in unison.

Li Taiqing took a step forward and, representing the group, clearly stated their desire to fight:

“Master… in this time of upheaval in the Immortal Realm, we Disciples of Xuantian are mindful of your kindness. Now that our cultivation is initially established, we wish to request permission to go to the Land of Reincarnation in the Sea of Nether. Firstly, to help the Heavenly Court stabilize the situation and sweep away the stubborn evil; secondly, to temper ourselves and verify our Great Dao; and thirdly, to spread the name of our Xuantian Dao Palace, so as not to fail your teachings!”

“We hope Master will grant us permission!”

Han Xuanji listened quietly and did not answer immediately.

After a moment, he finally spoke slowly, his voice clear and carrying a calming, steady power:

“It is good that you have this heart.”

“The Great Dao is not something that can be comprehended by sitting alone; only through tribulations can true gold be seen.”

“The changes in Reincarnation Purgatory are indeed a catastrophe, but they are also an Opportunity.”

His gaze swept over every Disciple:

“See the true nature within the slaughter; understand the mind and see the self.”

“This journey is permitted.”

Han Xuanji’s words settled the matter.

Upon hearing this, the Disciples all showed joyful expressions, their spirits greatly bolstered.

“However,” Han Xuanji’s tone shifted, still peaceful but carrying a hint of concern:

“First, act within your capabilities and preserve yourselves. Second, work together and support one another. You are from the same sect; your Dao techniques complement each other, so be each other’s help.”

“When facing a strong enemy, do not take risks alone.”

“Your Disciples respectfully obey Master’s command!”

The crowd responded in unison again, firmly etching Han Xuanji’s exhortations into their hearts.

Their Master’s permission and concern made them feel more grounded, and their fighting spirit soared even higher.

Han Xuanji nodded slightly and flicked his finger, sending several rays of protective spiritual light into the foreheads of the Personal Disciples.

He then looked at Li Taiqing: “Taiqing, you shall lead this journey and coordinate the overall situation.”

“Yes, Master!”

Li Taiqing accepted the command solemnly.

“Go then.”

Han Xuanji waved his hand, and the group saluted once more before departing.

Seeing their figures vanish, he continued to immerse himself in cultivation, in no hurry to take action himself.

After stepping into the fifth level of the Limitless Primordial, he still felt his strength steadily improving.

He already knew of the existence of the Lord of Ten Thousand Voids, so he would not slacken, increasing his strength at every moment.

Outside Xuantian Hall.

“Let’s go!”

The other Disciples, though their cultivation was not as high, also possessed profound Luck and lofty pride.

Hearing these words, their blood boiled as they shouted in unison:

“We are willing to follow the Junior Martial Uncles to spread the prestige of Xuantian and protect the stability of the Immortal Realm!”

Jiang Hao’s Battle Intent surged to the heavens, with a faint momentum of sweeping across the eight directions:

“Those Ancient Fiend are the best whetstones for us!”

One aura after another erupted from the Xuantian Dao Palace without concealment, merging into an eye-catching torrent that surged grandly toward the Land of Reincarnation in the Sea of Nether…

On the other side.

Just as the living beings of the Immortal Realm were discussing fervently and the Heavenly Court was waiting in full battle array, outside the Reincarnation Purgatory.

Tianyuan Old Ancestor’s figure appeared silently in this area, known as the most dangerous part of the Land of Reincarnation.

He didn’t care about the eerie auras or the wandering figures around him; these were the resentful thoughts of powerful beings who had fallen in the Primeval era.

“The time has come.”

He whispered to himself, extending a withered palm, and the deep purple light in his palm suddenly flared up.

“With the power of Reincarnation… Open!”

Before him, a towering purple gateway suddenly broke open.

Boom—!

An explosion of energy sufficient to shake the entire Land of Reincarnation and even the Sea of Nether occurred, drawing the attention of countless people.

Outside the Sea of Nether, the various immortals and gods all waited solemnly.

Within the Reincarnation Purgatory, figures emitting terrifying auras were packed densely everywhere, their hearts incredibly excited.

“It’s open! It’s really open!”

“The eternal cage is shattered today! Freedom!”

“Roar—! Ants of the Immortal Realm, feel our wrath!”

“Rush out! Take back everything that belongs to us!”

“Move! Don’t block the way!”

The scenes in the first few layers were much the same.

However, the ninth layer, the “Bottom of the Return to Ruins,” remained deathly silent.

Only that Innate Chaos Prison-Suppressing Stele, which had spanned countless eons, still stood tall, though its light was somewhat dimmer than in the past, and several cracks even seemed to have appeared upon the stone tablet.