Líng Yīn Xiǎo raised her hand, and a brilliant light struck the beasts, sending them fleeing in terror. She turned to Liè Renwǒ and said, "This realm has reached its extinction point. You, however, have transcended mortality, possessing all 12 tiers within you."
Liè Renwǒ's eyes narrowed, intrigued. "How did you know that? I've concealed my abilities carefully."
Líng Yīn Xiǎo smiled, her emerald eyes glinting. "I am immortal, not mortal. Follow me."
Liè Renwǒ trailed behind her, traversing various portals that led to different fury realms. Finally, they arrived at a grand portal flanked by a golden statue and a silver statue. An inscription above the portal read: "Mortals are forbidden in this fury realm."
Liè Renwǒ turned to Líng Yīn Xiǎo, his brow furrowed. "Aren't I mortal? Why bring me to an immortal realm, especially one as treacherous as this? I'd rather face my fate alone. Farewell."
As Liè Renwǒ flew away, he was intercepted by six immortal gods:
1 *Tiān Fēng*, the Heavenly Wind God, with a cultivation level of _Transcendent God_ (_Chāo Yuè Shén_ 超越神) - 100,000 tons of physical strength.
2. *Huǒ Liú*, the Fire Dragon God, with a cultivation level of _Supreme God_ (_Zuì Gāo Shén_ 最高神) - 80,000 tons of physical strength.
3. *Shuǐ Yīn*, the Water Shadow God, with a cultivation level of _Divine God_ (_Shén Shén_ 神神) - 60,000 tons of physical strength.
4. *Fēng Huáng*, the Phoenix God, with a cultivation level of _Celestial God_ (_Tiān Shén_ 天神) - 40,000 tons of physical strength.
5. *Léi Gōng*, the Thunder Tribulation God, with a cultivation level of _Sage God_ (_Shèng Shén_ 圣神) - 20,000 tons of physical strength.
6. *Bīng Huā*, the Ice Flower God, with a cultivation level of _Mystic God_ (_Shén Mì_ 神秘) - 10,000 tons of physical strength.
The six immortal gods surrounded Liè Renwǒ, their auras radiating immense power. Tiān Fēng, the Heavenly Wind God, spoke up, his voice like a gentle breeze. "You, Liè Renwǒ, possess an extraordinary aura. We sense that you have transcended mortality, but your true potential remains unknown. Come with us, and we shall uncover the secrets of your existence.
Liè Renwǒ shook his head, his eyes blazing with defiance. "I refuse to follow you, Tiān Fēng. I'd rather wander the realms alone, free from the shackles of your 'benevolence.' And as for you gods, I hold you responsible for the devastation of my realm and the slaughter of my loved ones. You're nothing but harbingers of chaos!"
Tiān Fēng's face darkened, his voice thundering. "How dare you defy me! I am the Heavenly Wind God, and you are but a mere mortal!" He summoned a colossal chain, adorned with divine runes, which ensnared Liè Renwǒ.
The chains bound Liè Renwǒ, attempting to subdue him. But he refused to yield. With a fierce cry, he grasped the chains and began to struggle. A crimson flame erupted from his body, and phoenix fire wings materialized on his back. His white hair blazed with an inner fire as he shattered the chains with a burst of energy.
The six immortal gods stumbled backward, their eyes wide with shock. Líng Yīn Xiǎo's gaze sparkled with amusement. "It seems I underestimated you, Liè Renwǒ. You possess the essence of a Supreme Immortal, rivaling our Grand Master, _Xiǎo Mèi Líng_."
Xiǎo Mèi Líng, the enigmatic Grand Master, was a figure of unparalleled power and wisdom. Her existence was shrouded in mystery, and her abilities were the stuff of legend.
Tiān Fēng's face twisted with anger. "You dare to compare this mortal to our Grand Master? We shall see about that!" He raised his hand, summoning a divine artifact to smite Liè Renwǒ.
But Líng Yīn Xiǎo intervened, her voice calm and authoritative. "Tiān Fēng, do not act rashly. We must understand the true nature of Liè Renwǒ's power. Let us not forget the prophecy of the Supreme Immortal's return..."The six gods exclaimed in unison, "The Supreme Immortal returns!" Their voices echoed through the realms, filled with a mix of awe and trepidation.
Tiān Fēng's eyes widened, his face pale. "You mean to say that Liè Renwǒ is...the Grand Master, Xiǎo Mèi Líng?"
Líng Yīn Xiǎo nodded, a hint of a smile on her lips. "Perhaps. Do you recall the tale of Master Xiǎo Mèi Líng's disappearance? She vanished during a dark battle in the Moonlit Sect, leaving behind her infant child."
Liè Renwǒ's eyes grew wide, his voice trembling. "My mother? The Moonlit Sect?"
Líng Yīn Xiǎo's gaze locked onto Liè Renwǒ's. "Yes. And the pendant mark on your forehead is identical to Master Xiǎo Mèi Líng's own mark on her wrist."
The six gods bowed their heads, their faces filled with remorse. "We had no idea, young Liè Renwǒ. We apologize for our transgressions against you, the son of our revered Grand Master."
Liè Renwǒ's eyes welled up with tears, his voice cracking. "All these years...my mother was alive, and she never searched for me?"
Líng Yīn Xiǎo's expression turned somber. "She did, Liè Renwǒ, but our ancestors forbade her from returning to the mortal realm, threatening to destroy the balance of the realms if she did."
Liè Renwǒ's determination burned brighter than ever. "I will go to your realm and find my mother. Nothing will stop me."
With a fierce cry, Liè Renwǒ spread his phoenix fire wings, ready to embark on his perilous journey to reunite with his mother, the legendary Grand Master Xiǎo Mèi Líng.As they entered the realms, Liè Renwǒ saw a diverse array of creatures, some beautiful and others terrifying. The realm itself was a mix of devastation and beauty, with half of it lying in ruins and the other half shining radiantly. With his new phoenix wings, Liè Renwǒ felt exhilarated as he soared through the skies, his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of reuniting with his mother.
They arrived at a magnificent gate adorned with intricate carvings, bearing the inscription "Welcome, Immortal Beings." The six gods and Líng Yīn Xiǎo combined their powers, unleashing a blast of air energy that swung the gates open. As they traversed the vast distance leading to the palace, Liè Renwǒ's anticipation grew.
Upon entering the grand hall, he was struck by the array of esteemed elders and grand masters, their cultivation levels radiating an aura of immense power. However, he noticed a peculiar absence of female figures. The six gods took their seats, while Líng Yīn Xiǎo waited for Liè Renwǒ to sit. But he remained standing, his eyes scanning the room for a glimpse of his mother.
Within a second, a beautiful lady appeared, holding a delicate glass vase filled with flowers. With a graceful gesture, she scattered the flowers on the floor, creating a beautiful welcome pathway. A vision of loveliness emerged from the crowd, and Liè Renwǒ's heart skipped a beat. Liè Renwǒ asked, "Is this...my mother?" Líng Yīn Xiǎo nodded with excitement, and Liè Renwǒ sat down.