In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

Chapter 1192

?Chapter 1192: 467: Mingguang defeated!

Miserable Holy Maiden!

Congratulations from various Divine Transformation masters (6K)_4 Chapter 1192: 467: Mingguang defeated!

Miserable Holy Maiden!

Congratulations from various Divine Transformation masters (6K)_4 Seeing the sudden rise of Chen Dengming, I was filled with emotion and completely let go of that sliver of greed, sending him a congratulatory mind message.

“Congratulations to Daoist friend Chen on advancing to Divine Transformation, the Longevity Sect has gained a new breath of fresh air.”

Chen Dengming stood tall in midair, receiving numerous congratulations from Deity Transformation Dao Lords.

When the congratulations from Sword Lord Yong Xin arrived, he immediately responded with a polite salute.

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Regardless of whether the Yongxin Sword Sect had friction with the Longevity Sect in past years, as long as they hadn’t gone too far, it was crucial to maintain surface-level peace.

Chen Dengming handled these relationships with ease.

Though Sword Lord Yong Xin didn’t show any intention of withdrawing from preaching in the Eastern Region, after all, one must save face.

But deep down, he made up his mind that the Yongxin Sword Sect would immediately exit the Eastern Region and stop their dissemination there to avoid any conflict.

Among the Divine Transformation beings of the Four Seas and Four Realms, his strength was also in the top five, but at most, he was on par with Venerable Mingguang—there was no need to initiate a conflict with Chen Dengming over preaching matters.

“Ha ha ha, you good lad, now even I must address you as a Daoist friend.”

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At that moment, the familiar and boisterous voice of Dongfang Huayuan turned into a telepathic message, echoing in Chen Dengming’s mind.

“You fought brilliantly just now, it was very satisfying.

That hypocritical old geezer Mingguang, I’ve wanted to hammer him for a long time.

Sadly, whenever he sees me, he just responds with a smile, leaving me no reason to strike…”

He spoke in such a manner, but Dongfang Huayuan was inwardly shocked, unconsciously changing from his usual self-referential “this seat” to “I.”

He asked himself, even if he wielded the artifacts of the Human God Palace and the Human Strength Hall, he was only confident that he could barely defeat Venerable Mingguang—the outcome would likely be similar to Chen Dengming’s.

But how much strength did Chen Dengming possess before, and how much now?

He had only visited the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm once, and returned after six decades, yet his strength had leaped so massively that it was beyond imagination.

Sensing Dongfang Huayuan’s telepathic message, Chen Dengming responded with a smile, “Elder Dongfang flatters me.

I must also thank you for your Human God Palace; without it, I might have been defeated just now.

This Human God Palace, I’m quite reluctant to return it to you.”

Dongfang Huayuan’s heart skipped a beat, inwardly cursing.

However, immediately after, Chen Dengming laughed and said, “But it’s still better to return it to you.

Although the Human God Palace is a wonderful treasure, I’d rather have a good friend, a good elder.

The Inheritance Immortal Halls I own are plentiful enough.”

Saying so, he pointed to his forehead, and the Human God Palace flew out from the stream of his Primordial Spirit, shimmering brilliantly.

This palace, like the Hall of Human Heart, existed between illusion and reality; once it left the stream of his Primordial Spirit, Dongfang Huayuan could quickly take it back with his control over the palace.

Dongfang Huayuan heaved a sigh of relief, then felt self-mockingly amused at the petty suspicions he had just entertained, while simultaneously admiring Chen Dengming’s open-mindedness and lofty integrity, exclaiming with enthusiasm,

“Good lad!

In my life, Dongfang Huayuan, I’ve been arrogant, and very few have earned my respect—the Qu Shenzong can be counted as one, your esteemed ancestor as another.

And now, you are another worthy one, truly a fellow townsman from Nanxun.

You no longer need to call me an elder; it’s too demeaning.

From now on, let us address each other as Daoist friends!

I, Dongfang, honor having you as my friend!”

Hearing this, Chen Dengming couldn’t help uttering a ‘good,’ and laughed heartily.

Both of them burst into laughter, filled with a youthful spirit.

In years past, the two had many entanglements involving the pillars of the Human God Palace, and Dongfang Huayuan might not have thought much of Chen Dengming at the time.

But who would have imagined that today, they would become brothers, and Chen Dengming was no longer the ignorant Amon of Wu—who had earned respect and admiration through his character and capabilities.

Chen Dengming politely bid farewell to the many who congratulated his Divine Transformation, then swiftly flew downwards.

He hadn’t forgotten about the Yin Yang Sun Moon Seal that Venerable Mingguang had left behind.

Even without the ‘Sun’ part, he had witnessed its mighty power, undeniably dominating.

Perhaps, if it were a complete Yin Yang Sun Moon Seal, it would rank among the top Daoist Artifacts.

The treasures of the Divine immortal path were indeed plentiful…

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(6K for two consecutive days, a small plot phase ends.

Next, Laodeng will foresee the tale of stepping out of the domain.

To be continued.)