The battle ended and everyone inside Holy city heaved a deep sigh. But the after effect of the tragedy still remained fresh.
Be it man or woman, children or adult, almost everyone from the city kneeled and prostrated infront of Li Shenrong with tears of gratitude.
"Long live your majesty!" The sonorous voice of thousands of people echoed at once.
A scene of grandeur indeed.
Looking at the masses kneeling and prostrating, Li Shenrong smiled and said. "Get up everyone."
He quickly dismissed the crowd and went away with Wu Han and the rest.
"Young noble, what should we do with the remaining assassins?" Wu Han asked respectfully.
"Do as you see fit." He said in a lazy voice.
A ruthless light flashed across Wu Han's eyes as he nodded.
When Wen Lingxiao saw Li Shenrong strolling away without even glancing at her. She felt her eyelids twitching slightly as she snorted inwardly.
As a dignified demigod being neglected to such a degree was indeed embarrassing.
"Go, tell the Nine fox King if he dares to commit such demonic acts again, i will personally visit the Nine fox king pavilion and pluck his feathers one by one." Wen Lingxiao could only vent her anger on the strange masked man.
"Yes, yes, your excellency!" The masked man bowed head his slightly and also pulled Yu Ning as well and left hurriedly as if someone was burning a candle down his bottom.
Seeing her master flying away Wu Xia bid her farewell from afar.
Wen Lingxiao grabbed Wu Xia and vanished from the spot.
The Wu clan members started to clean up the battlefield after everyone left.
….
Li Shenrong sat cross legged within a secluded courtyard of the Wu Clan, silently healing his injuries.
Inside his sea of consciousness, seven majestic pillars of light towered toward the sky, as if carrying the weight of the heaven itself. The seven pillars of light exuded a strong suppressive aura and strange characters intertwined around the seven pillars and occasionally giving off faint draconic roar.
Li Shenrong's spiritual body emerged within this inner world.
His gaze fell on the majestic seven pillars and followed upward.
At the apex of each pillar, a golden chain extended skyward, seven in total, all converging at a single radiant sphere of light that hovered high above. Upon that luminous orb grew a tiny plant, basking in a gentle white glow. This plant exuded an air of divinity. The golden chains, thick as mountains and interlocked like celestial armor, carried torrents of energy from the seven pillars into the orb. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't the orb that devoured the energy.
It was the plant.
Li Shenrong appeared beside it, silently observing. The small plant shimmered under the white radiance, greedily absorbing the energy like a newborn drawing life from the cosmos.
"The Ultimate immortal physique." He whispered, while looking at the small plant growing. His face was full of smile.
The Ultimate immortal physique was the fruit of his hard work through millions of years.
Since ancient times, cultivating even two immortal physiques was considered nearly impossible. As for all seven? That was nothing short of madness. Unprecedented. Undreamed of.
Li Shenrong had toiled for era's to find a solution to merge all seven physiques and create an ultimate immortal physique.
Now, each immortal physique formed the foundation, the very pillars, that supported and nurtured his creation.
After million years of research and hard work he found success. Even if he was an old monster from the ancient era, how could he not smile after creating his own immortal physique which will surpass the predecessors.
"This time… failure is not an option," he murmured, before his spiritual body slowly faded from his sea of consciousness.
Back in the real world, Li Shenrong opened his eyes.
His injuries had fully healed. Not only that, but his cultivation had also advanced. He clenched his fists and felt the power surge through his veins like a dragon awakening from slumber.
In his earlier battle against a Heaven Congregation Realm expert, he had refrained from using the Ultimate Immortal Physique. His current body was still far too fragile to endure its might.
Before he could unleash its power, each of the seven supporting physiques needed to reach Small Completion, a basic level of harmony and awakening.
During his earlier stay at the Wu Clan's VIP guest residence, he had only just begun cultivating the seven physiques, awakening them one by one to feed the root of the ultimate physique in his consciousness. He didn't get enough time to reach small completion achievement in all seven immortal physiques.
Li Shenrong walked out of the courtyard and saw Wen Lingxiao was waiting for him.
Seeing him coming out, she approached him with a smile.
"Your injuries healed completely?" She felt astonished while looking at his body full vibrant aura.
If he was an expert with high cultivation base like her, she wouldn't be surprised because at her cultivation it was easy as flipping one hand to heal injuries of such level.
Keep in mind his cultivation was only at the bone tempering realm. Even if his cultivation base increased and became a spirit accumulation realm expert, it was still too low to be healed completely from such terrifying injury.
Li Shenrong nodded and smiled at her. He didn't explain that his Ultimate immortal physique gave him almost an infinite amount of vitality and healing power.
"It must feel nice to have talent." She joked and teased him.
"Sigh, my talent is so overflowing that I don't know where to spend it…" Li shenrong put on a lamenting expression and sighed as if having too much talent was a burden.
"Humph… shameless..!" Wen Lingxiao felt speechless and snorted.
"I am just telling the truth." Li Shenrong sniggered.
Wen Lingxiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
There was a minute silence between them.
Gentle breeze blew making her hair flutter slowly. She looked extremely beautiful as a fairy but Li Shenrong didn't glance at her beauty.