A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality and I Become a God

"Interesting. Is this the Chaos Realm?"

As the secret realm gate slowly emerged before him, Wu Hao's deep gaze lingered on it, as if trying to discern everything within.

But Wu Hao quickly shook his head. He could sense that the Chaos Secret Realm was constantly evolving, which meant that the Chaos Secret Realm was no longer a typical Great Emperor-level secret realm.

However, such secret realms are extremely rare, even in the upper realms.

There is only one possibility for this to happen: it was set up by the Chaos Emperor himself.

"I wonder if this Chaos Emperor is the same person as the Chaos Emperor who founded the Chaos Holy Land in the Upper Realm. It's just that it's been too long, otherwise it would be worth taking a look."

Wu Hao shook his head. He had learned from the sect master of Chi Liang Sect when he was in the Upper Realm that the Chaos Holy Land had existed for at least 10 billion years, while the Chaos Emperor had only ascended to the Upper Realm 5 billion years ago. So, judging from the timeline, it was unlikely that the two were the same person.

Of course, unless the Chaos Emperor of the Xuantian Realm is a reincarnation of the Chaos Emperor of the Upper Realm, which is a very small possibility.

"Well, this should be Wu Yidao's opportunity. I hope he can seize it."

After getting a general idea of ​​what was happening inside the Chaos Secret Realm, Wu Hao turned and left.

Although the Chaos Secret Realm is evolving, due to the limitations of the Xuan Tian Realm, the strength of the demonic beasts within it has not increased significantly. It's more about the opportunities that have increased than the risks.

Upon returning to the venue of the Four Saints Grand Competition, Wu Hao noticed the array surrounding the venue and was surprised.

Clearly, he hadn't expected the Blood Soul Sect envoys to be so audacious as to disrupt the Four Saints Grand Competition. However, after sensing the function of the formation, Wu Hao understood their confidence.

"So they're planning to teleport everyone away? The destination seems to be the Valley of Burial Gods. There's probably some great terror lurking inside."

Looking across the vast distance towards the Burial Valley of Gods in the Western Regions, Wu Hao's expression grew solemn.

Clearly, he hadn't expected that there would be places in the Xuan Tian Realm that even he, with his Great Luo Golden Immortal strength, couldn't see through. But thinking about it carefully, there are now five Chosen Ones, so it would be strange if the Xuan Tian Realm were simple.

After accepting the situation, Wu Hao sensed the formation again and learned about its specific effects. He then abandoned the idea of ​​destroying the formation himself. This was the spotlight of the Chosen One, and as the ancestor, how could he possibly steal the limelight from his grandson?

As for Wu Yifan, he sneezed, rubbed his nose, and was a little puzzled. Why would he sneeze for no reason? Could it be that his wife was missing him?

"Brother Yifan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Wu Yifan's unusual behavior, Wu Yidao asked him curiously, as did Wu Li.

Wu Yifan simply shook his head, then looked at the two of them and asked curiously.

"It's nothing. But you two, are you both here to participate in the Four Saints Competition?"

"Yes, I will represent Tianwu Mountain in this battle."

Wu Yidao readily admitted it, while Wu Li gave a wry smile.

"Brother Yifan, please stop teasing me. With my current cultivation level, I probably wouldn't even last one round before being defeated. I'm just here to accompany my senior brothers and sisters to take a look."

Upon hearing this, both Wu Yifan and Wu Yidao nodded in agreement.

Indeed, in their perception, Wu Li was only at the peak of the Void Refinement stage, while the lowest cultivation level of those participating in the Four Saints Grand Competition had reached the Tribulation Transcending stage. If Wu Li were to go up, he would surely lose and be imprisoned.

This was also the first time that the three chosen ones had met together. Wu Li looked at Wu Yifan and Wu Yidao in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but show longing.

After all, Wu Yifan and Wu Yidao were often away training, so Wu Li never had the chance to meet them. However, he could often hear their stories within the Wu family.

Now that they've met, Wu Li only wants to say one thing: these two are indeed the face of the Wu family. They are both over a hundred years old, yet their cultivation levels are at a height that he could never reach even if he worked hard for another hundred years.

Wu Yifan and Wu Yidao were unaware of Wu Li's thoughts. The three of them had only come to see him after learning that he was participating in the Four Saints Grand Competition.

"Alright, it's about time. Go back and get some rest. See you in three days. If it's your turn, I won't hold back."

Wu Yifan stood up and looked at Wu Yidao, teasingly.

Wu Yidao's eyes were filled with burning fighting spirit.

Me too.

However, with Wu Yidao's current cultivation level, he is far from being a match for Wu Yifan. After all, Wu Yifan has cultivated for more than ten years longer than Wu Yidao, and with his profound foundation, his strength far surpasses that of ordinary geniuses.

Not far away, Wu Rulong watched this scene and shook his head slightly. These three grandsons were the pride of the Wu family. It was just that Wu Li was unable to participate in the Four Saints Competition because of his age.

Otherwise, Wu Rulong would really like to see all three of them achieve a top 100 ranking.

Wu Rulong had already learned the rules of the Four Saints Competition earlier: there was a three-day registration period, and registrations made after three days would not be accepted.

After registration is complete, another day is spent randomly assigning opponents, fighting, eliminating, then randomly assigning again, fighting, eliminating.

This process continues until only one hundred outstanding contestants remain.

These one hundred prodigies will continue to fight to determine the final King of Prodigies, who will then receive generous rewards from the four holy lands.

Meanwhile, inside the Myriad Flowers Holy Land, Lin Yahuan hesitated for a moment before finally asking Lin Tianyi a question.

"Holy Lord, am I really not allowed to participate in this Four Saints Grand Competition?"

Looking at Lin Yahuan in front of him, Lin Tianyi sighed and shook his head.

"You should know that people from our four holy lands absolutely cannot fall below the top 100 in the Four Saints Grand Competition. Your cultivation is only at the late stage of Sainthood. There are more than 200 Great Saints in this Four Saints Grand Competition. If you participate, you will only be eliminated."

Although Lin Yahuan worked very hard after becoming a saintess, her talent had become a shackle that limited her, so Lin Yahuan, who was only at the saint level, could not participate in this Four Saints Competition.

Although Lin Yahuan was very frustrated, she had no choice but to accept the decision.

Watching Lin Yahuan's dejected figure, Lin Tianyi sighed helplessly, but then he quickly remembered something and spoke to Lin Yahuan.