Born with immortal seed

Chapter 132 Wutu Divine Sand
boom!
The powerful fist force collided with the white inner core, creating a terrifying storm that caused the lake surface to sink by ten feet and swirl in all directions.

Those cultivators and demonic beasts who were nearby were all thrown into chaos.

"happy!"

The five-colored light armor shattered, and the figure was pushed back dozens of feet before regaining his balance and letting out a long roar to the sky.

Someone actually managed to fight a third-tier dragon head-on with their bare body, only slightly at a disadvantage.

Ge Cang Zhenren revealed his form, his face showing an abnormal blush.

He took out a pill and swallowed it. His expression changed, and the five-colored light armor re-condensed and reappeared.

The dragon roared and retrieved its inner core.

The two-legged beast opposite him, whose cultivation level was clearly lower than his own, still felt threatened.

The dragon's head shook, and the lake water behind it surged wildly, forming a raging torrent.

"It really is a high-grade third-tier dragon... Junior Brother Ge, use the ancestral treasure to prevent it from having a chance to self-destruct its demon core!"

A gentle breeze stirred, and a gaunt, thin old man appeared like a ghost, dropping thirty-six array flags into the lake.

Thirty-six beams of light shot into the sky, cutting through the waters layer by layer, creating a fragmented and broken appearance.

The cultivators who were trapped inside were immediately teleported out.

The next moment, countless sharp blades surged within the formation, turning any monsters that fell into it into dust.

This included three unfortunate second-tier demonic beasts, who also failed to survive even a moment, leaving no trace of their remains.

As the only third-tier array master in the Qingfeng Sect, Master Yang devoted himself to the art of array formations after losing hope in the path to the Great Dao.

In recent years, he has even mastered the supernatural ability to instantly deploy formations.

The Gengxin Golden Blade Formation, this near-third-order formation, is his masterpiece.

With this formation, killing a third-tier high-grade dragon is of course wishful thinking. Its main purpose is to isolate the inside from the outside, so as to prevent the aftershocks of the battle from affecting the pioneering army.

At the same time, when the dragon wanted to escape, it distorted the void and created a barrier.

Otherwise, if such a dragon were to escape, even if the war to conquer Feiyue Lake were won, it would be far from a complete success.

As for whether he could win, he had full confidence in his junior brother Ge, whose talent was arguably the strongest since the founding patriarch of the Qingfeng Sect.

With his innate spiritual root talent, his cultivation progressed rapidly, and he encountered almost no bottlenecks before forming his core.

Regardless of which method of practice one cultivates, the journey is smooth, and one can even innovate upon the foundations laid by predecessors.

Even the esoteric body-refining technique of the Five Crystal Glazed Body, which is puzzling to most people, was mastered to the third level long ago.

They are already advancing towards the fourth level, a realm that only the founders of a sect have reached.

He also had remarkable good fortune and opportunities. Before he formed his core, he accidentally entered an ancient secret realm and obtained a core-forming spiritual item and a set of third-tier puppet inheritances.

After reaching the Core Formation stage, he also received the inheritance of the Primordial Yang Divine Thunder, becoming a demonic nemesis that struck fear into the hearts of Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators.

With such a junior brother, and the prospect of reaching the Nascent Soul stage, even though he didn't have much time left to live, Master Yang wasn't worried at all about the future of the Qingfeng Sect after his death.

"receive!"

After setting up the formation, Master Yang took out a golden bowl and swallowed most of the raging torrent stirred up by the dragon.

Master Ge Cang then took out a small purple gourd and bowed respectfully.

The purple gourd grew taller in the wind, spewing out a wisp of divine sand that floated in the air like scattered stars, covering the dragon from all sides.

The dragon twisted its body uneasily, sensing a terrifying power emanating from the specks of divine sand.

They dived underwater, hoping to take advantage of their home ground to change their position.

The dragon itself is a third-tier water-type demon beast. It has been born in Jade Moon Lake and knows the underwater caves and currents inside the lake like the back of its hand.

As long as it hides at the bottom of the lake, even three or five beings of the same level cannot take it down.

Bang!
The lake surface was as if it had been covered, repelling the dragon.

Master Yang held a high-grade spirit stone in one hand and converted spiritual power into true essence.

The Gengxin Golden Blade Formation was activated at full power, with thirty-six array flags sharing the attack from the dragon and imprisoning the entire water area.

However, the amount of true energy required every moment was too much for even Master Yang, the ancestor of the Core Formation stage, to handle, and the true energy in his dantian was rapidly flowing away.

One can only use high-grade spirit stones to luxuriously replenish one's true essence.

The dragon was momentarily slowed by the formation, but the divine sand caught up and exploded after hitting it with two grains of sand.

Even the powerful physical body of a third-tier demon king could only offer slight resistance in the face of divine sand.

It pierced straight through the scales of the dragon's body, drilling into its body like a drill, creating a deep wound that exposed the bone.

There are seventy-two such divine sand grains, all refined by the founder of the Qingfeng Sect from the essence of Wutu (戊土) collected from deep within the earth's veins.

After it is refined, it is placed inside the purple gourd, a spiritual object, and nurtured day and night. Once it is unleashed, it will cause earth-shattering events.

After the founding patriarch passed away, this extraordinary treasure was kept in the most secluded place in the sect where the spiritual energy was purest.

Untouched for a thousand years, no one knew the extent of the power that the seventy-two grains of Wu Earth Divine Sand had been nurtured to.

Each grain of Wutu Divine Sand, because it contains the essence of Wutu refined to the extreme, not only has terrifying destructive power but can also stir the earth's veins.

Each explosion unleashed an invisible force that caused the dragon to wail repeatedly. Several of its innate divine abilities were pulled away by a powerful gravitational force, preventing it from continuing.

After one round, the dragon already had five or six holes in its body, and one of its lantern-sized vertical pupils had gone blind.

The dragon, writhing in agony, rolled wildly on the ground, its blood staining the lake red.

"Senior Brother Yang, why don't I use my Divine Thunder Net to take this beast's life?"

Master Ge Cang waved his hands, and divine thunderbolts were hidden all around, their power contained but not yet unleashed. These were his prized divine abilities, the Primordial Yang Divine Thunder.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly calm lightning; with just a thought, it can transform into the most violent bursts of lightning.

The lightning arcs dispersed and connected into one, with the killing range and power of each divine lightning bolt increasing exponentially. This is the highest realm of the Primordial Yang Divine Lightning: the Qian Tian Primordial Yang Divine Lightning Net.

According to the founder's notes, the Earthly Divine Sand carries the essence of the earth, possessing immense power and strength, which is irresistible.

Furthermore, the gravity of the earth's veins has the wonderful effect of interrupting spellcasting, and it is particularly effective against supernatural abilities such as self-destruction and disintegration.

Once upon a time, a late-stage Core Formation demonic cultivator was no match for the founding patriarch of the Qingfeng Sect. With nowhere else to turn, he attempted to self-destruct his Golden Core and die together with his opponent.

It was the Earth God Sand that interrupted his self-destruction process, causing him to die with resentment.

Ge Cang Zhenren was confident in his own strength, but with a third-tier high-grade demon beast self-destructing its inner core, it was likely that no one below the Nascent Soul True Monarch level could escape unscathed.

The wondrous properties of the Earthly Divine Sand far exceeded the expectations of the two True Immortals, causing True Immortal Ge Cang to begin to feel heartache.

With each of the seventy-two grains of Wutu Divine Sand used, one grain would be missing, and neither of the two Core Formation Ancestors had the ability to refine them again.

"No, the Earth Divine Sand is just an external thing. It's not worth it to save a few grains and give the dragon an opportunity to self-destruct."

Master Yang's cultivation level is not as high as Master Ge's, but his age is a factor.

When Ge Cang Zhenren first became a disciple of Qingfeng Sect, Yang Laozu was already a pillar of the sect.

He held this senior brother in extremely high esteem, and could be said to have listened to his every word.

Upon hearing this, Master Ge Cang nodded slightly, pointed at the purple-gold gourd, and two more grains of Wutu divine sand exploded.

At the same time, the Primordial Yang Divine Thunder roared out from the void, with endless lightning surging and plasma bursting, as if a heavenly tribulation had descended upon the world.

The sky darkened, and arcs of electricity crackled everywhere. A thick layer of aquatic beast corpses piled up on the lake.

They were all affected by the residual power of the Qian Tian Yuan Yang Divine Thunder Net and suffered undeserved calamities.

The dragon struggled to raise its head, unable to unleash its powerful water-based magical abilities, feeling extremely frustrated.

As the demon core was expelled, the power originating from the deepest part of the bloodline emerged, and the essence and blood of the whole body gathered, condensing into a small blood-red dragon from the demon core.

The blood-red dragon has five claws, long whiskers, and two horns. As soon as it appears, a terrifying aura sweeps across the entire area, making everyone tremble.

"Oh no! It's going to burn all its essence, blood, and flesh to become food for the Blood Dragon!"

Master Yang's expression changed drastically, not out of fear of the dragon's desperate struggle, but because with Master Ge Cang here, this demon king couldn't cause any trouble.

However, this bloodline supernatural power is clearly activated by absorbing one's own flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon's life essence was almost completely burned away, its body rapidly shrank and withered, and more and more white bones were exposed at the wound site.

Each third-tier demon king's flesh and blood is a treasure, enough to tempt even a Core Formation cultivator.

Moreover, the dragon possesses the bloodline of the dragon race, making it even more valuable than other monsters of the same level.

If the Blood Dragon were to ultimately drain all flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton, then the gains from this battle at Jade Moon Lake would be greatly reduced.

Master Yang clasped his hands together, and dozens of blades appeared in the formation, slashing towards the dragon's vital spot.

The dragon scales, shattered by the Yuan Yang Divine Thunder, were completely intercepted by the golden blade. Only a few scales were cut, and the dragon's main body was not even injured.

Even though he knew that Junior Brother Ge's strength was far superior to his own, seeing the difference between the Gengxin Golden Blade Formation and the Qiantian Yuanyang Divine Thunder Net still made Master Yang feel somewhat embarrassed.

He opened his mouth and spat out a small flag, which he then held in his hand and shook. The flag unfurled, and a beam of dark divine light flew out from it, landing very slowly on the dragon's body.

It was as if a mountain of immense weight was pressing down on it. The already severely injured dragon was firmly suppressed, and even the powerful beast's physique could not withstand the strain, with the sound of bones breaking audible.

"Senior Brother's Yuan Magnetic Divine Light is becoming increasingly powerful..."

Master Ge Cang praised it.

This is Master Yang's natal magic weapon, the Yuan Magnetic Demon-Slaying Banner, which contains a Yuan Magnetic Divine Light that he obtained by chance two hundred years ago.

Although there is no method to manipulate the primordial magnetic divine light, by using this magic weapon specially crafted by a master craftsman to absorb the divine light and nurture it into his natal magic weapon, he can indirectly control it to some extent.

The Primordial Magnetic Divine Light refines two levels of magnetic force, which can overcome all five elements in the world. It is one of the top-ranking divine abilities in the cultivation world.

Master Yang's Yuan Magnetic Divine Light cannot be cultivated or enhanced, nor can it be controlled like an extension of one's own arm, but in terms of sheer power, it is equally formidable.

However, it is extremely difficult to activate, and after nearly two hundred years of nurturing, it can only be barely controlled.

No living creature could possibly be struck by this slow-moving magnetic divine light.

But when dealing with immobile targets, it's just like a fish in water, perfectly suited for it.

Ge Cang Zhenren sprayed another breath of his natal pill energy onto the Yuan Yang Divine Thunder. This divine thunder multiplied from one into three, and from three into countless, with electric arcs and lightning intertwining to directly envelop the blood-red dragon.

The crimson dragon charged left and right, but whenever it touched the electric arcs and lightning, it would emit a wisp of green smoke and retreat rapidly.

After several attempts, the blood-red dragon shrank even further.

A quarter of an hour later, the blood-red dragon finally let out a venomous dragon roar under the encirclement and suppression of the Qian Tian Yuan Yang Divine Thunder Net, and turned into green smoke and disappeared completely.

The third-tier superior-grade dragon, suppressed by the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light and struck by two grains of Wutu Divine Sand, had its only remaining golden vertical pupil close weakly, and its demon core fell vertically to the ground.

"Hmph! You think you can escape from us?"

Master Yang snorted coldly, and a miniature dragon was shaken out, revealing a human-like panicked expression, and was directly sucked into a jade bottle.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother! With this dragon essence, you can now refine another third-tier array flag."

Ge Cang Zhenren reached out and grabbed the entire dragon, which was lifted up by a giant five-colored hand and placed into the brocade pouch at his waist.

Master Yang put away the thirty-six array flags, glanced at the scorching battlefield outside, and smiled faintly: "Let's deal with these demonic beasts for the juniors first. We can discuss how to use the dragon materials later."

(End of this chapter)