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The two could indeed gain the upper hand in a two-on-one attack. However, the eldest son's massive size meant he could withstand a huge amount of damage just by taking hits. He couldn't be taken down in a short time.

As more and more deadly attacks landed on the eldest son, the two also saw the power of the attacks diminish.

The Five Elements Mage had previously summoned a meteor-like object that struck the eldest son. Normally, meteors posed no threat to the eldest son; even without using a killing move, his magical abilities would have allowed him to easily reach the target unharmed. Back in Holletta, the eldest son had been able to instantly destroy a meteor summoned by the Great Demon with a single beam of light.

But here, his shield was destroyed by the killing move first. Under the combined attack of two eighth-level experts, he was unable to resist for a short time after being hit by the killing move and could only take the blow. The meteorite immediately opened a big hole in his body, and large pieces of flesh were knocked away and burned when they collided.

But the eldest son was like a slime. It stretched out its tentacles to catch the charred flesh and blood, quickly absorbing it back into its body and turning it into part of its own. Despite appearing severely injured, its overall size didn't decrease much.

What troubled them even more was that the same type of attack, when it hit a second time, had already reduced to half the power of the first. This super life form could still adapt to the environment. If the same type of attack was used continuously, it might eventually be unable to hurt him at all.

The eldest sons are indeed quite adept at adapting to their environment. After all, they were created specifically to sow the seeds of life on celestial bodies with diverse environments.

Theoretically, even if a planet were to explode and disintegrate, they would have the ability to forcibly reassemble themselves. In worlds with extreme environments, the eldest son could continuously modify his body to adapt to harsh conditions, and even create creatures capable of adapting to such environments.

That's what the eldest son was doing at that moment: releasing crimson blood that soaked the grassland, then transformed into countless Gu worms. According to the eldest son's judgment, the most suitable creatures to survive in this world were Gu worms, followed by humans. However, he was currently driven by a mad will, and he wouldn't intentionally create humans, these rational and intelligent beings.

So, a massive number of Gu worms appeared on the grasslands, devouring the grass like locusts. They then multiplied rapidly, parasitizing wild beasts. These beasts, as if infected with some kind of disease, began to attack each other recklessly and wildly, or migrated blindly in swarms, turning into torrents that left devastation in their wake.

After a large number of Gu worms were created, they flew back into the eldest son's body. Half of the Immortal Gu House Black Prison was still stuck in the eldest son's body. At this time, this half of the Black Prison was being replenished by countless Gu worms and was growing back to its original form. Although it was different from the original Immortal Gu House, it seemed that the eldest son had actually repaired the Black Prison into an Immortal Gu House that was different from the previous one without any blueprints.

The black prison grew on his body, seemingly becoming an organ. Thousands upon thousands of Gu worms of various shapes moved in and out between the Immortal Gu House and him. Huge scales were produced and then transported to various parts of his body, forming a scale armor. Because the Immortal Gu House had limited production capacity, the expansion rate of the scale armor was actually very slow.

After half a day, it had only covered an area of ​​a few square kilometers. Compared to the eldest son's enormous size, the area covered was negligible. However, the layer of jet-black scales was almost immune to all attacks. Old Ancestor Xuehu tentatively used his most proficient offensive immortal technique to try and break the scales. As a result, the burning strike only shattered a few scattered scales, while the rest remained completely unharmed.

"These scales have the ability to absorb our immortal essence. After absorption, they will be converted into their own defense. The stronger our attack, the stronger their defense will be. This conversion speed is very fast. We can hardly break through the defense of the area covered by the business card."

The Five Elements Mage was more adept at switching between attributes, so after careful observation, he had already noticed something amiss. At this moment, the area covered by the scales was still very small compared to the eldest son's entire body.

However, the coverage area continues to expand as the scales are produced at a rapid pace. This creates immense psychological pressure. If it takes dozens of days or even months to defeat the eldest son, the scales may gradually cover most of its body. At that point, most of its body will be immune to most attacks—how can you possibly win then?
"We must dismantle the Immortal Gu House on his body. Although this guy doesn't have any Immortal Apertures, he can somehow activate the Immortal Gu House using his True Essence. What's even more terrifying is that his True Essence is almost inexhaustible. It's completely different from the True Essence that we convert from Immortal Essence."

Both refer to inexhaustible true essence, but there's a difference between the two. Both mean there's so much that it's inexhaustible. However, in reality, it's not truly inexhaustible. The quantity of true essence can still be described using scientific and technological methods.

Both are astronomical figures, but the difference in their astronomical figures is nearly eight orders of magnitude, which is tens of millions of times.

The eldest son's true essence was almost equivalent to draining the life essence of tens of millions of Qingti Immortal Essences, which was even more abundant than that of an eighth-level expert. However, because he lacked an Immortal Aperture, he couldn't cultivate true Immortal Essence, thus limiting his strength and causing him to fall behind despite being ranked first or second. But with such tenacious vitality, if he continued to push himself, recklessly adding defenses to his body, he would eventually upgrade his defenses to invulnerability, turning him into a super catastrophe that was impossible to deal with.

"We absolutely cannot let him devour other complete immortals. Otherwise, once he figures out the formation rules of the immortal aperture, if he were to become an immortal himself, it would be an apocalyptic catastrophe." As the Five Elements Mage spoke, he scattered a large number of seeds. This was also his killing move. The seeds took root on the eldest son's body and then frantically absorbed the eldest son's flesh and blood as nutrients, growing and multiplying at an extremely fast speed, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, instantly covering an area of ​​several square kilometers.

This was one of the best ways he could think of to deal with his eldest son. Life expands exponentially in suitable environments. If there were a life form that could feed on the eldest son's flesh and blood, then theoretically it could expand to the entire eldest son, completely draining him.

If it were truly possible, reclaiming the life forms one created would also allow one to simultaneously reclaim a terrifyingly powerful army.

The imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Competing with the eldest son in the realm of life is like trying to teach a fish to swim; his mission was to create the biosphere. While these seeds could initially parasitize the eldest son and cause some harm, the parasitism quickly became ineffective over time.

After these seeds had grown for a period of time, they quickly encountered reproductive problems. Upon closer inspection, one could see white spots appearing on the plants that grew from these seeds, and these spots were growing rapidly at a visible rate. The plants parasitized by these spots would wither and stop growing, unable to reproduce. In fact, almost all of these plants were affected, and the first offspring spawned a fungus specifically targeting that particular plant. And this process took only a few minutes. Creating life was second nature to him. He could easily create venomous insects in large quantities; creating fungi that could control certain organisms was a piece of cake.

Even more astonishingly, as some of the Daoist cultivation knowledge from the Shanhe Republic was infused into the eldest son's consciousness, he gradually reached the level of a Daoist cultivation master through trial and error. While this level is relatively weak among immortals—basically, anyone who has reached the immortal realm can hone their Daoist cultivation to the master level with some resources—personal energy is limited. Even at the master level, one can only multitask at most, perhaps refining a few high-level Gu worms simultaneously.

But how could humans compare to the eldest son's calculation and thinking speed? He could create the basic Gu worms directly through life synthesis, while the high-end ones could be mass-produced in the millions. Second-level, third-level, and even fourth-level Gu worms began to appear in large numbers in the eldest son's body, and even fifth-level Gu worms were being refined in the thousands.

This means that with prolonged passive defense, the eldest son has gradually built up the foundation for a counterattack. If left unchecked, given its status as a massive ecosystem in itself, it could accumulate enough resources within a few months to refine the Immortal Gu. This is assuming it doesn't devour other resources; the Northern Plains already possess abundant resources. Devouring these natural resources would further accelerate its accumulation.

Old Ancestor Xuehu felt like he'd had the worst luck imaginable. Even with the two of them working together, they were already struggling to suppress this monster. Although they still had a trump card up their sleeve, a little thought told them it was pointless. Even if the eldest son stood still, offering no defense, and let him attack, could his ultimate move instantly clear an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers? That's equivalent to a country of considerable size on Earth. And it's three-dimensional, meaning its length, width, and height aren't that different.

To say that their attacks could cover such a large area of ​​the earth and wipe out all life on it was something the two of them were confident they could do; if an eighth-level powerhouse couldn't destroy a country in one strike, then they'd be doing a disservice to their strength. But if it were a three-dimensional structure of similar thickness and width, then forget about it. Destroying a country with a land area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square kilometers and blasting that country into a crater hundreds of kilometers deep are completely different concepts; the energy required differs by more than ten orders of magnitude.

"Are those guys in the Golden Court crazy? We've already been pushed to this point. And they still don't intend to make a move? Are they really going to just watch the entire Northern Plains be destroyed?" After consuming a large amount of immortal energy, Ancestor Xuehu was already a little flushed.

He was completely unaware that if his birth point hadn't been blocked, he would have remained a spectator and not actively hindered his eldest son's growth.

For immortals, immortal essence is, in a sense, equivalent to currency. No one can afford to be careless when they consume too much.

Just as the two eighth-level immortals were at a loss, a young figure suddenly appeared on the eldest son. His appearance was somewhat familiar. The Five Elements Mage and the Snow Beard Ancestor could not recognize him, but a few members of the Northern Plains Golden Family who had escaped to the outskirts had an impression of the figure. However, only a very few Gu Masters skilled in reconnaissance could observe the battlefield from such a distance.

On the mirror-like surface of the water, the figure of the extra person on the battlefield was reflected.

"Chang Shanyin? How is that possible? Didn't he perish together with his opponent long ago? And he was only at the fourth level back then. How come he already has the demeanor of an immortal with this strength?"

The higher-ups in the Golden Family were puzzled. Could it be that Changshan Yin's long absence wasn't due to death, but rather a period of seclusion to prepare his own plan to become an immortal? Perhaps, in the process, he had obtained some invaluable inheritance, which would have given him the opportunity to achieve immortality in just a few years.

At this moment, Chang Shanyin appeared on the back of the eldest son, his hand holding a divine sword forged from countless Gu worms. It was actually a sword-shaped immortal Gu house. With a single slash, a light blade spanning dozens of miles pierced directly through the eldest son's body. Immediately afterwards, he was seen running rapidly on the eldest son's body. The speed was so fast that it caused a series of explosive sounds.

During this process, the light blade swiftly sliced ​​through the eldest son's body, carving a deep trench into it.

Changshan Yin was traveling at a rapid speed, covering tens of kilometers in the blink of an eye.

If you look closely, you can see that he ran in a circle, while the blade cut in a cone shape, as if a huge cone-shaped chunk of flesh was dug out from the eldest son's body.

If the cut could be made successfully, the damage to the eldest son would be enormous. If it were an ordinary wound, the eldest son would have healed in no time, but Changshan seemed to have been prepared in advance. The attack not only failed to heal, but it was as if a membrane had been applied, making the two halves of the eldest son's body seem to be separated into two different worlds.

"What's wrong with this guy? I can't sense his immortal energy." Old Ancestor Xuehu's expression was strange. Chang Shanyin's strength had definitely reached the level of an immortal, and even among immortals, he was an extremely powerful existence. However, the two of them could not sense the aura of an immortal from him. It felt like he was an ordinary person who had inexplicably mastered powerful strength.

"This guy, could he have been stuck at the peak of the fifth level all this time, cultivating his strength to this extent? Even the Venerable Ones of all time weren't this exaggerated."

[To be continued]

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