The land of the Immortal Race.
In a common mortal family, a baby was born crying.
The baby opened its eyes and looked around calmly.
Years later, an Immortal Race child, in just a few years, had secretly cultivated through Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, and Integration. Now, the child planned to break through the seventh realm and undergo a tribulation to become a Rule Saint.
Crack!
"Becoming an Immortal Race, it's worth a try..." the baby reached out and grasped a Rule Saint, expression cold, continuously refining and imprisoning them, ultimately stuffing them into their abdomen, turning them into a Nascent Soul.
Ah! The Nascent Soul screamed continuously, struggling within the abdomen, but to no avail.
"Red blood cells, suppress him!"
"He's still struggling! Our trillion soldiers can't suppress him?"
"Platelets, don't try to skimp!"
"We're all here to serve the body!"
"Quickly, quickly!"
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