Although he is currently only at the level of a Supreme Celestial Immortal, he is far inferior to a Celestial Monarch.
However, after his inner world was upgraded to the Middle Thousand World, Xiao Ning had integrated his true spirit into the inner world, taking control of the inner world's Heavenly Dao and transforming into a creator god.
When faced with danger, he simply hides in his inner world, where even celestial rulers and immortal kings cannot do anything to him.
Even if his physical body is instantly killed, he can be resurrected in his inner world without any risk of death.
Moreover, in this Xuanhuang Great World, and even in the three thousand lower realms, how many beings can compare to him?
What kind of existence are immortal lords? How could those high and mighty figures possibly set their sights on the lower realms?
As for the numerous Immortal Kings above the Heavenly Sovereign, led by the Immortal King of Creation, they can be disregarded.
Since the Heavenly Lord of Lightning took away the spirit of the Gate of Immortality, the Gate of Immortality has undergone changes. Many Celestial Kings have entered it to explore the secrets of immortality, and some even want to seize the Gate of Immortality.
However, none of these Celestial Kings succeeded. Instead, they were trapped inside the Gate of Immortality, unable to escape. They even had difficulty sending out a single divine thought, and were powerless to make a move.
In this way, as long as Xiao Ning doesn't go to the Upper Realm, he has nothing to fear from anyone.
Perhaps, once my cheap disciple Fang Han has grown up, I can let him take the lead and test the waters of the Heavenly Realm.
...
After obtaining the Lesser Destiny Technique, Xiao Ning waved his hand, erasing Fang Qingxue's memory of that time. He then took a step forward, traversing space and instantly leaving the Great Li Dynasty.
He ascended to the highest heavens, his gaze sweeping across the void, landing on a vast expanse of endless mountain peaks.
The continuous mountain range is majestic and straight as an arrow, piercing the clouds. Some of the peaks are covered with flowers and have been built with many palaces.
These mountains are covered with evergreen pines and cypresses, cascading waterfalls and flowing springs, with clouds and mist drifting and ethereal clouds swirling around them, creating an atmosphere far beyond the mundane world.
Deep within these mountains, amidst the drifting clouds and mist, lies a colossal sky city, floating like a mirage, resembling a heavenly palace.
This endless mountain range is the location of the mountain gate of the Feathered Ascension Sect, one of the ten sects of immortality.
The enormous sky city above is the foundation of the Feathered Gate, the Feathered Heavenly Palace.
This is the residence and cultivation place of the sect leader, elders, and supreme elders of the Feathered Ascension Sect, as well as other masters of the Longevity Secret Realm.
A very small number of exceptionally talented disciples will also be granted the right to cultivate here.
...
Xiao Ning's gaze fell upon the Feathered Heavenly Palace. With a thought, he condensed his magic power and transformed it into an avatar ten thousand feet tall. The avatar was tall, majestic, and radiant, exuding an aura of majesty that could subdue heaven and earth. It appeared before the Feathered Heavenly Palace.
In an instant, the entire world stood still!
A powerful and majestic will emanated from this tall and imposing incarnation, sweeping across all directions.
The entire Feathered Heaven Palace trembled violently.
"What happened?"
"What a terrifying aura! What on earth has happened?"
Deep within the Feathered Heaven Palace, many experts who were in seclusion were all startled awake and moved in terror upon sensing this majestic will.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
One after another, figures flew out from the depths of the Feathered Heavenly Palace, their cultivation fluctuations almost reaching the level of the Longevity Secret Realm.
Among these powerful figures, the leaders were three middle-aged men in ancient robes and tall hats, with striking appearances. Their cultivation was unfathomable. Although they were still some distance from the realm of immortals, they were already top-tier powerhouses among the ancient giants of the Longevity Secret Realm, capable of dominating their respective regions.
These three men were none other than the three most powerful figures in the Feathered Ascension Sect: Wang Kunlun, Zhao Shenyang, and Wu Mingkong.
Beside the three immortal saints, there was a young man dressed in white, with an extremely youthful appearance, black hair hanging down, and a gentle and refined demeanor, like a well-read nobleman from the secular world.
However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the white-robed youth's cultivation level is extremely high, second only to the three middle-aged men.
This white-robed youth was none other than Feng Baiyu, the leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect and the reincarnation of Shakyamuni Heavenly Lord of the Buddhist Realm. Within his body was also sealed the End Saint King, one of the three great saint kings of the divine race of the divine realm.
Led by the Three Saints of Feathered Ascension and Feng Baiyu, a number of experts from the Feathered Ascension Sect appeared and immediately saw the ten-thousand-foot-tall avatar of magical power not far away.
Everyone's expression changed simultaneously, revealing a look of horror.
As a master of a major immortal sect, an ancient giant whose cultivation had reached the Longevity Realm, he could clearly sense that the enormous avatar of magic power before him exuded a unique aura of majesty of an immortal.
This is actually the incarnation of an immortal!
How could an immortal appear in the Xuanhuang Great World?
Why did he descend upon the Feathered Gate?
An unprecedented sense of fear and awe arose in everyone's hearts.
"The presence of the immortal has brought great honor to our humble Yuhua Sect. We apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality and please forgive us for our rudeness."
Zhao Shenyang, one of the Three Saints of Kunlun, stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said respectfully.
"Where is Hua Tiandu? Come out and see me!"
Xiao Ning's magical avatar spoke, its voice like thunder, carrying an irresistible majesty.
In an instant, everyone's gaze shifted to the man in the back, who was dressed in very ordinary clothes.
Upon hearing the voice of Xiao Ning's magical avatar, the man was slightly taken aback, then flew forward and bowed deeply.
"Junior Hua Tiandu pays respects to the immortal."