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Heavenly Court.
It was located in the 33rd Layer of Heaven.
The golden light was like a rolling rainbow.
a thousand streams of auspicious air spray purple mist.
There were many immortal islands here.
There were thirty-six celestial palaces and seventy-two palaces.
Everywhere was exquisitely carved, and layers of dragons and phoenixes soared.
Gold nails are piled up on the jade door, and colorful phoenix dances are arranged on the red door.
Suddenly.
A golden light that no one could see flew over from outside the chaos.
It was like a falling star.
They passed through the 33 Heavens and landed in the Heavenly Army camp.
After a while.
The golden light dimmed.
A Heavenly soldier fell to the ground.
He covered his forehead as he stood up. His head was splitting.
"This is…
Transmigrated?"
Ye Feng's cloudy eyes gradually became clear.
The pain disappeared.
He remembered his identity.
Ye Feng was originally a hard-working programmer from the Blue Star Great Xia Kingdom.
After working overnight for two months.
He finally died in the wee hours of the morning when he was about to clock out.
He thought that his soul would dissipate.
However, he did not expect the punch-in machine to emit a gentle golden light.
It carried his soul and transmigrated to this place.
He had allowed him to possess the body of a small soldier of the celestial heavens with no background, extremely poor aptitude, and low cultivation!
"It really is Ku Shisan.
I've already transmigrated, can't you let me become the crown prince?
The kind that could only go home and inherit billions of miles of land if he didn't work hard?”
Ye Feng howled in his heart.
His predecessor was just an ordinary mortal.
Because he had done good deeds for hundreds of generations, he was brought up.
Although this kind of person did not have any powerful cultivation or talent.
But Heavenly Court still gave him a spot to ascend.
Firstly, it was to teach the mortals of the lower realm to be kind.
It gave hope to those who wished to go to heaven.
Secondly, it was to earn some praise for Heavenly Court.
It would allow humans to have a stronger sense of recognition towards Heavenly Court.
The vast majority of mortals wanted to enter the Heavenly Court.
Everyone thought that they could live forever in heaven, free and unrestrained.
However, reality was much crueler than dreams.
A small soldier like Ye Feng who had no superior and did not have a strong physique and foundation.
After ascending to the celestial heavens for a hundred years, he was only a gatekeeper.
In this Primordial World.
From low to high, the realms were: Refinement into Qi, Refinement into Qi into Spirit, Refinement into Spirit into Void, Refinement into Void into Dao.
And above that was the immortal level.
However, there were many types of immortals.
Ye Feng was only the weakest Worldly Immortal.
There was more behind him.
Earth Immortal, Heaven Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Quasi-Sage, and Sage!
Once one reached the Worldly Immortal Stage, they would have a lifespan of a million years.
In the eyes of mortals, this was already immortality.
Above the Worldly Immortal Stage.
Every time one's cultivation increased by a major realm, one's lifespan would increase by a large amount.
However, as long as he did not condense the three flowers on top of his head, he would become a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
One day, he would face the Five Declines of Heaven and Man.
At that time, if there were no life-prolonging heavenly treasures.
Then, they would only turn into a pile of bones.
The Heavenly Court could recruit itinerant cultivators below the Zenith Heaven Realm.
A large part of the reason was because of the peaches of immortality produced by the immortal peach tree with innate spiritual roots.
Peaches of Immortality could delay the Five Declines of Heaven and Man.
It could extend the lifespan of immortals below the Zenith Heaven realm.
However, the Zenith Heaven realm was not carefree.
When facing the tribulation.
Not to mention Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals, even Quasi-Sages were in danger of dying!
If he wanted to truly live forever…
Only saints would place their true spirits in the Heavenly Dao.
Only then could he ignore the Infinite Tribulation and the Infinite Calamity.
To achieve immortality and eternal life.
In this world.
It was not easy to increase one's strength.
Not only were there only six Saints, but there were also six Saints.
It was the current ruler of the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor.
That was 1,750 tribulations.
Every tribulation lasts 129,600 years.
In other words, it had been more than 200 million years.
Only then did he enjoy the Great Dao of Infinity and the throne of the Jade Emperor.
The God Sealing Ceremony had yet to begin.
The huge Heavenly Court seemed a little empty.
There was no prosperous scene like in the memories of his previous life.
This was because the Jade Emperor's original name was Haotian.
He was the child Dao Ancestor Hongjun had enlightened into the Chaos Spirit Stone.
After the Lich Tribulation.
The Demon Court collapsed.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun let his child Hao Tian take charge of the Demon Court.
It was renamed the Heavenly Court and ruled the Primordial World.
But even if a Daofather came personally…
Ever since Heavenly Court was established, they had never stopped recruiting talents.
Until today.
The Heavenly Court only had Marshal Tianpeng, Mighty Miracle God, and the Southern and Northern War Gods.
As for the other experts, they were Demon Master Kun Peng, Ancestor Netherworld River, Zhenyuanzi, and so on.
Such an ancient mighty figure.
They had all heard Dao Ancestor preach in the Purple Cloud Palace.
In terms of seniority, he was even higher than the Jade Emperor.
He didn't care about the so-called Jade Emperor at all.
The remaining powerful itinerant cultivators had also become disciples of the Three Pure Ones and the other Saints.
In an instant, they were all divided up.
Ten thousand immortals of Jie School came to pay their respects.
There are many treasures Taoist, Three Firmament Goddess and so on.
Chan School was full of talents, and the twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun were famous in the Primordial World.
Only the celestial heavens did not have a saint.
Ancestor Hongjun sat in the Purple Cloud Palace and did not care about the affairs of the Untainted Land.
That was why there was such a bleak scene today.
He remembered his identity.
Ye Feng was unable to suppress the panic in his heart.
He knew.
After that.
There were also three Vicious Lords who wanted to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
Erlang God Yang Jian, Chen Xiang, and Sun Wukong.
They all went from Southern Heavenly Gate to Soaring Heaven King Palace.
Vicious didn't even blink.
In the memories of his previous life.
Heavenly soldiers like them could not live for more than ten seconds.
One slash, one strike, and a large number of people would die.
Even the Green Lion Spirit could swallow 100,000 celestial soldiers and turn them into fertilizer.
This world was much crueler, bloodier, and more direct than his previous life.
"I have to get stronger quickly. Otherwise, I don't know when I'll die without any warning.”
Ye Feng tried to cultivate, but he found that his weakness was indeed very reasonable.
He had ascended from the lower realm.
After experiencing the baptism of the Flying Immortal Pond.
He barely had the cultivation of a Worldly Immortal.
However, their aptitude was much worse than those who cultivated to this realm on their own.
Hundreds of years passed.
He could receive ten immortal essence stones every year.
Those who ascended in the same batch as him and had some cultivation aptitude.
He had already broken through to the intermediate Worldly Immortal Stage.
Only he was still walking on the spot.
If nothing unexpected happened.
Ye Feng was a mere Human Immortal until he died of old age.
Other than guarding the main gate, he was guarding the main gate.
Even a horse raised by the Heavenly Court in a stable might be stronger than him!
"It's too difficult…"
He had no background and his cultivation was extremely poor.
There was no room for improvement.
Ye Feng felt despair.
The transmigration novels that he had read in his previous life.
Which one of them didn't have a constitution?
Becoming a saint and becoming an ancestor would sweep away everything.
He was the only one.
He could be said to be a disgrace among transmigrators and a king among salted fish.
He simply had no face to face the seniors who had transmigrated.
It lowered the average level of a transmigrator.
If all the transmigrators were pulled into the same group.
Facing all kinds of big shots, he could only hide in a corner and did not dare to make a fuss.
He was afraid that he would be spat to death by other transmigrators.
Although Heavenly Court was in a terrible state now.
But Ye Feng knew.
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