Imperial Demon Slayer Division

Gu Yan closed his eyes again and began to compress his cultivation. As time went by, his cultivation gradually compressed from the middle stage of Chuitian Realm to the level of just entering Chuitian Realm.

At this time, Gu Che and others who were waiting outside the inheritance hall felt that Gu Yan's aura had dropped to the level of just entering the Chui Tian realm, and before he came out of the hall

A bold guess slowly emerged in everyone's mind.

"The Holy Son... could it be that he wants to suppress his cultivation back to the Tongxuan realm?"

"Ah? It seems that the Holy Son is catching up with the Immortal Lord."

Gu Che's eyes shone with divine light, and the scene in the inheritance hall was projected directly in front of everyone.

"If the Holy Son can really suppress his cultivation back to the Tongxuan realm, then we will train him as the next Holy Lord."

After Gu Che finished speaking, everyone nodded in agreement.

Ever since the immortal king of all laws passed away, the holy land of all laws has not appointed a new holy master.

After the birth of the great man Wanfa Xianjun, the Holy Land really looked down upon the talents of the upper world.

It feels like once you have seen the ocean, nothing can compare to it.

And now, Gu Yan, facing the temptation of soaring to the sky, can still stay sober and not forget his ambition to reach the top. It is really rare

If he could really compress his cultivation from the late stage of Tongshen Realm back to Tongxuan Realm, Gu Yan's foundation would be more solid than a rock, and he might even be able to transcend in the future.

Gu Yan in the hall had sweat all over his forehead.

The crazy compression of the true energy in his meridians made him feel as if his meridians were about to split apart. The pain was no different from countless knives cutting his flesh piece by piece.

But pain is already commonplace for Gu Yan, who has been fighting for many years.

What made him most uncomfortable was his ability to suppress it.

The threshold of the Tongxuan realm was like a mountain, blocking him from entering the door.

At this time, a bold idea emerged in Gu Yan's mind.

Since it is impossible to suppress my cultivation, I might as well give up my cultivation!

After destroying his own cultivation, he quickly absorbed the spiritual spring outside, and before his meridians were completely broken and atrophied, he instantly restored his cultivation.

This method is very bold, and no one has ever done this since ancient times. Everything is just within Gu Yan's imagination.

To be honest, the chances of success are not great, but for the sake of that supreme future, Gu Yan is willing to give it a try.

At worst, he would just waste a few years to rebuild. Anyway, he had enough experience, and he had already broken through the bottleneck of the late stage of the Divine Realm.

Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice

"I have been on the path of cultivation for twenty years and have experienced countless hardships. How can I be stopped here?"

Outside the Heritage Hall, the elders of the Holy Land who were watching through the projection saw Gu Yan sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, and said

"Is the Holy Son planning to give up?"

"It's normal to give up. It's rare to compress the cultivation of the late stage of the Divine Realm to the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. Our expectations are too high."

"Yes, after all, from ancient times to the present, in this endless river of time, there have not been many people like the Immortal Lord."

"Great Elder, after the Holy Son comes out, will the Holy Land still train him like they trained the Holy Lord?"

Just as Gu Che was about to speak, he suddenly saw Gu Yan in the inheritance hall. With a fierce look on his face, he pointed his finger at the Qi Sea.

A deep look of shock appeared on Gu Che's calm face.

"The Holy Son! He wants to abandon his own cultivation and start over again!"

The elders around them also showed extremely horrified expressions on their faces when they heard Gu Che's words.

"The path chosen by the Holy Son is too dangerous. If you are not careful, your cultivation will be wasted."

"After destroying one's own cultivation, one can use a vast amount of spiritual energy to instantly restore it. Why have I never heard of anyone succeeding?"

"No problem. Since the Holy Son has this determination, if he fails, my Holy Land will use the divine medicine to help him rebuild. Although he cannot reach the ultimate state directly, it can save him some days of hard training."

boom!

A terrifying thunderclap exploded in the Heritage Hall, and the sound instantly spread to the area thousands of miles around the Heritage Hall.

In the Wanfa Holy Land covering nearly a million miles, all the disciples looked towards the direction of the Heritage Hall with a feeling.

They knew that today was the day when the Holy Son of the Lower Realm would receive the inheritance.

Inside the hall, the thunder energy in Gu Yan's body was like a deflated ball, gushing out crazily.

Tongxuan Realm… Guiyuan Realm… Banshan Realm… Lianqi Realm… Jianti Realm…

Gu Yan, who had no more cultivation power, quickly began to practice the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sutra, madly absorbing the spiritual spring outside.

The elders outside the hall looked at Gu Yan in the projection nervously.

They are about to witness a miracle!

boom!

The spirit pool around the Heritage Hall began to rotate slowly, and then the speed became faster and faster. Soon, the spirit liquid in the entire spirit pool was swept up like a tornado and flew over the Heritage Hall.

Gu Yan in the hall was like a bottomless pit at this moment, madly absorbing the spiritual fluid above, and his aura began to rise rapidly.

The elder outside the hall looked at the projection with excitement and said excitedly

"The Holy Son succeeded!"

"A new Holy Lord will appear in my Wanfa Holy Land! Wanfa Holy Lord!"

The Body Refining Realm… The Qi Refining Realm… The Mountain Moving Realm… The Returning to the Origin Realm… The Early, Middle, and Late Stages of the Mysterious Mastery Realm…

In the end, Gu Yan's cultivation stopped at the peak of Tongxuan Realm, and more than half of the spirit pond outside disappeared.

Gu Yang, the second elder of Wanfa Holy Land, looked at the spirit pond that was about to run dry, and his eyelids twitched.

Gu Che next to him noticed Gu Yang's distressed look and said lightly

"For the birth of the Supreme Lord, everything is worth it"

Although this spiritual pond was created after five thousand years of existence in the Wanfa Holy Land, it is worth it to exchange it for a Holy Son who can reach the pinnacle.

Moreover, since the Wanfa Immortal Lord ascended to heaven, they have a broader world.

The great elder Gu Che has reached the pinnacle of this world and has plenty of time to accumulate everything.

After Gu Yan accepted the inheritance, he walked out of the inheritance hall. Before he could say anything, all the elders except the chief elder of the Wanfa Holy Land bowed to Gu Yan.

"We pay our respects to His Majesty the Holy Son."

The actions of the elders frightened Gu Yan.

"Elders, please stand up quickly. Why are you suddenly bowing to this junior?"

Seeing that Gu Yan was a little panicked, Gu Che smiled, but this smile was much softer than before.

"Now the Holy Son represents the Wanfa Holy Land. Remember, no matter who you meet in the future, you must not call yourself a junior. Our Wanfa Holy Land is ranked among the top in terms of strength among all the races in the heavens of the upper realm. From now on, you should call yourself this Holy Son, or this Palace."

"Oh, right, Saint Son, you don't know the situation in the upper realm yet, right? The situation in the upper realm is complicated, Saint Son, you need to know it in advance."

After Gu Che finished speaking, he lightly tapped his finger, and a white light instantly sank into Gu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, imprinting all the information of the upper world in Gu Yan's memory.

The information in the upper realm was too huge for Gu Yan to digest in a short time. He could only stand there and read it slowly.

……

In a holy land filled with the charm of Taoism somewhere in the upper realm, a middle-aged man holding a whisk slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the holy land of all laws hundreds of millions of miles away, muttering:

"My Lord, your successor has already arrived in the upper realm, why hasn't my successor come yet?"