Born with immortal seed

Chapter 229 Physical Showdown
The three disciples of the Arhat with the alms bowl rose up, and a thick Buddhist light rose from their bodies, causing the entire Burial Valley to shake.

Disciples and Masters: Three monks in yellow robes and red shawls entered a golden arena and stood quietly in a corner.

He remained silent and motionless.

Two other newly arrived Core Formation Perfected True Persons were also present. One of them looked like an old farmer, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a spirit hoe. After bowing, he walked directly into the fourth arena.

The last person was extremely vicious and shirtless.

From head to waist, the body is covered with ferocious beasts, and upon closer inspection, one can see that they are nine different dragons.

The nine-headed dragon seemed to be alive, writhing and climbing on his body, and even letting out hissing and roaring.

"Arhat with the alms bowl, I'll fight a battle for you in exchange for a top-grade Buddhist treasure that can dispel evil spirits and calm inner demons... Is this a promise?"

The fierce-looking man did not move immediately, but asked from the air.

“This humble monk does not speak falsehoods. When the time comes, Benefactor Lu may come to the Faxiang Sect to choose a magic treasure.”

The Arhat holding the alms bowl showed no anger or resentment, and clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Lu Rugao, who called himself 'holding the sun and moon in his hands'?"

Nine Lotus True Monarch's eyelids twitched, clearly indicating that he had heard of this person's name.

“That’s right, this person has committed too many murders… Although the power of his cultivation technique increases with the amount of malevolent energy he cultivates, the malevolent energy at the Nascent Soul level exceeds his control limit, and he is at risk of going into qi deviation at any time. That’s why he asked me to exchange it for a Buddhist treasure to eliminate the malevolent energy and reduce the risks in his cultivation.”

The Arhat holding the alms bowl spoke truthfully.

Lu Rugao, who holds the sun and moon in his hands, is known as the number one rogue cultivator in the Northern Yuan Dynasty. He has never joined any sect and has reached the perfect Core Formation realm through his own cultivation.

He is also a body-refining cultivator, and the cultivation technique he practices is suspected to be an ancient secret, which allows him to obtain baleful energy by continuously killing opponents.

It can rapidly improve one's cultivation level and make one's physical body increasingly powerful.

The deaths of dozens of Core Formation cultivators and third-tier demonic beasts at Lu Rugao's hands created such a towering aura of malevolence.

However, he is very careful in choosing his targets and never targets the direct disciples of the three major Nascent Soul sects.

So despite having countless enemies, he has managed to live to this day.

'Perhaps Fang Tiansheng would fare better against him; being able to borrow the power of his natal spirit beast, he wouldn't be at too much of a disadvantage physically...'

Upon realizing this, True Lord Nine Lotus was about to send a telepathic message to arrange the order of battle.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he abandoned any further action and quietly watched as the five Core Formation cultivators from the Liang Kingdom each chose their opponents.

……

Apart from Blood God True Man, the others all looked rather grim.

Despite having nothing to do with him, he was summoned to the Burial Immortal Valley by imperial decree to fight against the high-ranking cultivators of the Northern Yuan.

Especially after receiving a telepathic message from True Lord Nine Lotus, who informed him that this was a duel where life and death were irrelevant according to the rules of the Northern Yuan.

Apart from Peng Zefeng, the others are all considered founders or ancestors in their respective sects.

Who would feel good about being forced into a life-or-death struggle that offers no benefit whatsoever?

"Everyone, I'll take my leave first... With True Lord Lotus Seed here, if you feel you're no match, just admit defeat. At most, you'll just lose face."

Peng Zefeng received a telepathic message from the Nine Lotus True Lord, learning that Lu Rugao possessed astonishing murderous aura and was experienced in life-or-death battles, and that he might not be a match for him.

After looking around, he took the initiative to choose the spirit farmer who arrived later, as he seemed to be the easiest to deal with.

Blood God True Man snorted coldly, his body transformed into a blood-red light, and he landed on the central arena.

Fang Tiansheng and Wan Qi followed suit, each choosing a high-ranking monk of the Faxiang School, leaving only Lu Rugao unselected.

"Brother Yan, please look after these two juniors for me."

Master Ge Cang, carrying Bai Zichen and Qi Yue, stepped forward and stood beside Yan Yuanzai.

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing unexpected will happen."

Yan Yuanzai patted the star-shaped longsword in his hand, laughed loudly, and exuded strong confidence.

"The Supreme Elder sealed a sword talisman within my Star Jade Sword. In critical moments, with his power to take over the flying sword, even a Nascent Soul True Monarch would not dare to accept this sword."

"Brother Yan, you have such a spirit! No wonder you were able to gain the Star Jade Sword's recognition as your master... In a few more years, you will be able to communicate with your sword and control it freely."

Seeing the only remaining golden arena in the sky, Master Ge Cang stepped into it.

The five golden arenas were full. As the Arhat holding the alms bowl slammed his palm onto the golden alms bowl, the Buddha's light shone brightly, and the battle began.

"Uncle Yan, this doesn't seem to be a third-tier flying sword?"

Bai Zichen stared intently at the Starlight Flying Sword. As a sword cultivator, he had a basic sensitivity to flying swords.

"That's right, it's the fourth-tier Star Jade Sword passed down in our sect's secret realm..."

Yan Yuanzai laughed loudly, and half of his sword was drawn from its sheath.

The sword is transparent, with countless tiny starlight points gathering and dispersing, and seven dazzling stars are engraved on the hilt.

"It seems you're also a sword cultivator? It's a pity I don't have any extra sword keys, otherwise I would give you one. Even non-disciples of this sect can enter the secret realm with a sword key. Except for the innermost layer where you can't go any further, you can rely on your sword skills to get to the rest of the place. Let's see what benefits you can get."

"Senior Brother Yan, is this the kind of sword key?"

Bai Zichen's heart stirred, and he took out an ancient bronze sword-shaped key from his storage bag.

“That’s right, it is this item. Where did you get it from… That’s right, back then, when we explored the secret realm together with several sword cultivation sects, we distributed quite a few sword keys. Some of them may have ended up scattered outside.”

Yan Yuanzai took the sword and key, verified their authenticity, and then threw them back.

"With this item, you can enter the Sword Tomb Secret Realm. After this matter is settled, you can come to the Sword Sect to find me at any time."

"Thank you, Uncle Yan."

Bai Zichen never expected that the sword key given to him by Ancestor Yang was related to the Tianhe Sword Sect. However, it seemed that Senior Brother Liang Yu had mentioned that the sword key came from a Nascent Soul sect.

Even a fourth-tier flying sword like the Star Jade Sword could be obtained in the Sword Tomb Secret Realm. Even if he didn't have the identity of a disciple of the Heavenly River Sword Sect, he wouldn't get the best rewards. Getting a third-tier flying sword would be good enough.

'No wonder this Uncle Yan is so confident. With a fourth-tier flying sword in hand, ordinary Core Formation cultivators probably couldn't withstand more than a few strikes from him... Even against a Nascent Soul True Monarch, with the help of the sword talisman power of the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly River Sword Sect, the power unleashed by the fourth-tier flying sword would be enough to make everyone hide their edge.'

In terms of rank, a fourth-tier flying sword is equivalent to a top-grade spiritual treasure.

It has almost reached the pinnacle of magical treasures in this world.

Those legendary fifth-tier treasures are all ancient relics and rare artifacts passed down from the past, which are beyond the ability of current weapon refiners to create.

"You're out of luck. If it weren't for that top-quality Buddhist treasure, I definitely wouldn't be here."

Lu Rugao's eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and his murderous aura surged, forming a thick armor on his body.

At the same time, the nine ferocious dragon beasts transformed into arm guards, breastplates, inner armor, and even two dragon-headed steel whips in his hands.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a whip, its murderous aura sweeping outwards, transforming into a hundred-foot-long whip shadow, its killing intent as tangible as a physical force locking onto Ge Cang Zhenren.

Cultivators whose mental fortitude is not strong enough will often become mentally confused and unable to exert even half of their strength when attacked by such evil energy.

"The clown!"

Master Ge Cang snorted coldly, and thousands of lightning bolts surged across his body.

Upon entering the late stage of Core Formation, his Qian Tian Yuan Yang Divine Thunder Net advanced to another level, no longer limited to the form of divine thunder.

The malevolent energy seemed to have encountered its nemesis, adding fuel to the fire, and was ignited by a single spark of divine lightning.

Not only did it fail to harm Ge Cang, but the divine lightning, following the evil energy, was about to backfire on Lu Rugao himself.

"I see you no longer need to search for Buddhist treasures. Today, I, Divine Thunder, will refine you!"

Lu Rugao decisively shattered the two dragon-headed steel whips in his hands, and all his murderous aura was gathered into his body, making his body grow even taller.

"Do you really think my strength will decrease if I lose my murderous aura? Let me tell you, I should be thanking you... It has long become a burden to me, limiting my performance. True power is the power that I can control."

Lu Rugao wrapped his arms around himself and struck out with both palms, unleashing the purest physical power.

The air seemed to be compressed rapidly, emitting a cracking sound as if it could not withstand the pressure, and even the golden Buddha light on the arena was shaking wildly.

"Let me tell you why I have the nickname 'Holding the Sun and Moon in My Hands'..."

"Comparing physical bodies? Excellent!"

Master Ge Cang laughed loudly. Since he had cultivated the Glazed Fire God Body to the fourth level, he had never fully unleashed the power of his physical body.

boom!
A five-colored, crystal-clear hand collided with a pair of giant, fan-shaped hands. The terrifying collision of flesh stirred up a storm in the entire arena, causing it to tremble.

The chaotic airflow generated between his palms directly dispersed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, turning a small area on the arena into a place almost devoid of spiritual energy.

"Have fun! Come again!"

Master Ge Cang felt that although the force from the opponent's palm was immense, it couldn't penetrate his skin's defenses at all.

Feeling the immense blood and energy within the other's body, the continuous shockwave transmitted from their palms was enough to grind even a mountain into dust.

It was incredibly exhilarating.

After cultivating the fourth level of the Five Crystal Glazed Body, he could almost say that he had reached the highest level of this body-refining technique, since the last level required two fifth-grade spiritual materials that were extinct in the cultivation world.

At the same time, the difficulty of cultivation has reached a level that is almost impossible.

Now, when Ge Cang is fully activated, his physical strength surpasses that of other demonic beasts of the same level.

Only when he encounters a powerful body-refining cultivator can he engage in a pure physical battle and fully unleash the power within his robust physique.

'What the hell? How could this person be stronger than me in physical cultivation... Could it be some fourth-tier transformed demon in disguise, trying to trick me?'

Lu Rugao secretly groaned, unable to understand how a late-stage Core Formation cultivator could surpass him in physical strength.

After a few moves, he was already at a significant disadvantage.

With a single palm strike, the inner armor shattered, transforming back into the dragon and beast tattoo.

However, it lay listlessly on the ground, no longer resembling the ferocious spirit beast it had been moments before.

"kill!"

Lu Rugao spat out a bone dagger, which had a teleportation effect. When it reappeared, it was already stabbed into the chest of Ge Cang Zhenren.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
A series of crisp cracking sounds, somewhat like the sound of ceramics cracking.

A white spot appeared on the five crystal-cast bodies on Ge Cang Zhenren's chest, and cracks spread around it like a spider web.

Even the Glazed Fire God Body couldn't completely block it; the bone dagger pierced about an inch before it was grabbed, and blood splattered everywhere.

"The Jia wood is reborn, a divine tree that supports the heavens!"

Ge Cang Zhenren's feet seemed to take root, and when he stood on the arena, he seemed to transform into a divine tree supporting the sky, and his chest injury was instantly healed.

(End of this chapter)