Born with immortal seed

Chapter 356 A Shocking Turn of Events in the Ruins
The seventh level of the Fire Dragon Returning to Origin Scripture finished its operation, and wisps of red mist rushed into Bai Zichen's body, filling him with a satisfied expression.

"This feeling is unprecedented... I never thought that as long as I circulate the cultivation technique without deliberately refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it will fill me up and make me feel full and saturated through my acupoints."

The cultivation effect of the mid-grade fourth-level spiritual land was much better than he had expected.

This is probably related to the fact that he has majored in fire-type cultivation techniques and currently has the most outstanding fire spiritual root in his body. The Flaming Mountain is full of fire-type spiritual energy, which saves him the trouble of conversion.

Another point is that he didn't care at all whether absorbing and refining fourth-order spiritual energy would damage his meridians.

Bai Zichen's five-crystal glass body allowed him to move with ease in this environment, and even if his meridians were damaged, he would recover within a day.

You can focus solely on cultivation without any worries.

Having adapted to the cultivation efficiency of Flaming Mountain, I fear I will have to discard Thunder Cliff like a worn-out shoe in the future.

While circulating true essence and refining spiritual energy, Bai Zichen also practiced the newly acquired Copper Coin Divine Calculation.

He had always been extremely curious about divination and fortune-telling spells.

As a person with many secrets, he did not expect to deduce any information about others through coin divination; he only hoped to have some understanding of such magical abilities.

In the future, if there is an opportunity, I will cultivate the secret technique of confusing the heavenly secrets and eliminating deduction.

To prevent high-level cultivators who have comprehended the Great Dao of Destiny from using divine algorithms to deduce his whereabouts.

“Everything has its own body, and within that body lies a universe… The first level of the Copper Coin Divination can only predict things. I wonder what will happen when I use it to find a ball of innate Nine Yang True Fire and a fourth-order flying sword after I have mastered it.”

Bai Zichen played with the green copper coins, feeling that the Copper Coin Divination technique wasn't too difficult to learn.

"No, fourth-tier flying swords are equivalent to top-grade spiritual treasures and have already come to life, so they no longer belong to the category of divination objects. Only by cultivating the third level and using divination techniques can they be effective."

The content, consisting of several hundred words, is simple and straightforward, without any hidden meanings or veiled sarcasm.

After watching it twice, I had already learned almost everything.

As for the techniques and hand seals, and the secrets to circulating true essence, they are far too simple for a cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation.

After all, it's the first level of cultivation for Foundation Establishment cultivators. For him to come and cultivate it now is truly a case of being outclassed.

In just three days, he mastered the first level of the Copper Coin Divine Calculation.

Now that it's complete, it's time to test the practicality of this divination technique.

He made a hand seal with his fingers, chanted incantations, and channeled the information from the Thunder Sound Bamboo into his body. The green copper coin was then tossed high into the air.

It spun twice in the air before falling, making a rapid, vibrating sound, and finally settled steadily in the palm of your hand, giving you the divination result.

"Ten thousand miles to the southeast, there may be thunderous sounds... I filled in all the information about the characteristics, habits, and refining effects of the Thunderous Bamboo, as well as the so-called copper coin and spiritual item bonuses, and this is the answer I got?"

Bai Zichen's lips twitched. No wonder divination-type supernatural abilities are unpopular and are even contemptuously called charlatans by many.

He had described the Thunder Sound Bamboo in as much detail as possible, even incorporating the plant's preferred environment into the divination parameters.

If that's still not enough, I might as well just tell the copper coin thunder bamboo to be planted on thunder cliff.

With so much information, the divination only yielded such a vague result.

If I were to rely on such a divine calculation to search for the Thunder Sound Bamboo, it would be quite normal to find nothing in three to five years.

If we replace it with other items that contain even less information, the results of the divine calculation would likely be even more elusive.

Now that we've started, let's continue practicing.

The second level of the Copper Coin Divination technique allows one to predict people's fates, and the difficulty of mastering it is clearly on a completely different level.

It's also possible that the second level is meant for Core Formation cultivators, so he no longer has the advantage of having a higher level of vision.

Three months later, the hidden fires on the two spiritual lands at the summit of Flaming Mountain have been brought under control, and the sect disciples are transporting building materials to the summit one by one.

The second level of the Copper Coin Divination technique has only just begun, and he has grasped a sliver of the secret to deducing the whereabouts of people.

……

Five hundred miles to the west of Burial Immortal Valley.

A dark and damp underground tomb, the passageway leading downwards, from which the wailing of ghosts could be heard from an unknown source.

Countless torches were lit, and dazzling light pearls were used to illuminate the tomb, but none of these methods could dispel the darkness within. Everything beyond ten feet was pitch black.

Even the divine sense of a Core Formation cultivator is greatly restricted, unable to extend beyond a hundred feet.

Thousands of cultivators were stationed outside the tomb, each with a spirit beast. There were no roars or cries of beasts, and the order was impeccable.

Most of the cultivators were wounded, and over a hundred of their spirit beasts had died in battle. They were silently weeping, collecting and offering sacrifices to the dead spirit beasts before putting them back into their spirit beast pouches.

At the very front stood several Core Formation cultivators.

The two leaders were a man with white hair and beard, a lion-like face and a broad nose. He had the imposing presence of someone who could lift mountains and take down tripods, like a majestic mountain range.

The other was dressed in an eerie purple robe, with handsome features and an indescribable charm.

"Master Fang, is there really a Nascent Soul stage treasure here?"

Zhong Ge raised his thin eyebrows, showing no mercy to the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, his former adversary.

If it weren't for the Blood God True Monarch's order, and the fact that the Blood Demon Sect alone couldn't fight against so many sects, and had to rely on the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's power in many areas, they would have reluctantly cooperated for so many years.

This ancient ruin was discovered and reported by the Blood Demon Sect disciples, but the restrictions are obscure and complex, and almost every step forward requires the lives of dozens of cultivators.

The Blood Demon Sect had just handed over the task of exploring the secret realm to the Myriad Beasts Sect, but they didn't expect that the sect would actually discover something extraordinary.

The underground tomb was left behind by an ancient powerful being, who cultivated a demonic technique. Several bone ornaments were imbued with pure demonic energy and were also attached with the power of the void.

Recently, they finally broke through most of the restrictions and arrived at the deepest part of the tomb, where a huge coffin was placed.

Outside the coffin, the nether energy spun into snakes and coiled in the sky. A Core Formation cultivator from the Myriad Beasts Sect was nearly knocked unconscious when he approached within ten feet of the coffin, almost throwing himself into it.

After reporting this matter to the Blood God True Lord, he became extremely interested in it.

It just so happens that the Blood River transformation has reached a certain stage and needs more high-level cultivators' essence blood to continue, so he simply came here personally.

After entering the tomb and seeing the enormous coffin, Blood God True Lord whispered "Underworld Coffin" and then dismissed everyone, while he alone cast a spell to refine the Netherworld energy.

"Young friend Zhong is still questioning this?"

Fang Tiansheng's gaze was deep, as if he could see through the long passage to the coffin at the deepest part. He turned his head and looked at Zhong Ge meaningfully, saying, "If it were not a treasure left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator, why would the True Lord be so out of control and so eager to refine the Netherworld Qi? It is probably a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure left behind by that Nascent Soul cultivator of the Demonic Path, which can allow the True Lord's strength to increase by leaps and bounds."

"The Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure... I hope everything goes well for Master, and that he will dominate the Northern Region!"

A fervent, bloodthirsty glint flashed in Zhong Ge's eyes. He was born in the Southern Region, but in his youth he came to the Liang Kingdom with the Blood God True Monarch.

He had little interest in returning to the Blood Sea Sect.

He would rather Blood God True Monarch take over the cultivation world of Liang Kingdom and become a local emperor in the Northern Region.

The Hundred Fiends Blood Sea Technique can enhance its strength by sacrificing special bloodlines.

This resulted in Blood Sea Sect cultivators who practiced the same cultivation method ultimately developing cultivation methods with different power characteristics.

Zhong Ge himself did not possess any special bloodline. He only obtained the essence blood of two third-tier demonic beasts after he formed his core, which gave his cultivation technique two additional derivative spells.

If he truly wants a fundamental change, he still needs the Blood God True Monarch to intervene and refine a powerful bloodline to help him break through.

Zhong Ge, who is over three hundred years old and only at the mid-stage of Core Formation, sincerely wishes his master success in obtaining the Heavenly Treasure.

boom!
Just as Zhong Ge was about to speak again, a loud noise came from the tomb, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

Blood shot into the sky, passing directly through the thousand-foot-long tunnel to the ground, accompanied by the roaring sound of rushing water.

In the pitch-black tunnel, the river of blood flowed back, instantly turning into a vast, blood-red ocean.

"It's you again! Targeting me twice, I will kill you!"

Blood God True Lord's voice was low and hoarse, but one could hear the boundless rage he was suppressing.

As long as the River of Blood remains, the body will never die.

Even the forbidden techniques that seal off the void and prevent Nascent Soul cultivators from escaping cannot isolate the Blood River.

As long as a few drops of essence blood are left in a safe place beforehand, one can be reborn from the blood, but one's strength will be weakened to the extreme.

This is also the reason why the Blood God True Lord is fearless and confident that he can save his life under the Tongtian Lingbao.

A colossal, indescribable demonic figure appeared above the tomb, its eyes pitch black and devoid of any emotion, like two bottomless black holes.

The demonic shadow was so tall that it filled everyone's view, seemingly reaching the sky above and standing on the earth below.

Its entire body was engulfed in indigo demonic flames, its demonic patterns were ferocious, and it exuded a monstrous demonic aura, bearing some resemblance to the ancient demons in the Burial Valley.

He clasped his hands together, completely covering the soaring blood-red light, preventing even a wisp of blood from escaping and plunging the tomb back into darkness.

The river of blood lashed out wildly, causing the entire tomb to shake.

In a pool a thousand miles away, unseen by the public, in the blood pool at the Blood Demon Sect's mountain gate, at the foot of a snow-capped mountain in Northern Yuan...

Each drop of dragon's blood, just as it was about to swell, quickly withered away, losing its brilliance and vitality, and became a pool of ordinary blood.

"What's going on? Quickly, help Master..."

Zhong Ge's expression changed drastically, and his words were cut short as a thick arm covered in dragon scales pierced through his chest.

The dragon was still clutching a pounding heart in its hand, and when it squeezed it hard, it left a bloody mess.

"Leave no Blood Demon Sect cultivator alive!"

Fang Tiansheng threw Zhong Ge hard to the ground, smashing him to pieces like a tattered sack.

With his perfect Core Formation realm, he used the power of his natal spirit beast and the true meaning of the Great Dao to deliver a blow that was both calculated and unexpected. In an instant, Zhong Ge's soul and body were destroyed, and his body had become a mess.

The cultivators from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect on both sides unleashed their magical treasures: crimson-gold fire crows, giant snakes as large as small mountains, and eight-legged cloud camels...

One after another, third-tier demonic beasts transformed into their true forms, and with the cooperation of a thousand cultivators, they instantly overwhelmed the Blood Demon Sect cultivators, who numbered only a few dozen.

Even with two Core Formation cultivators and the rest of the team consisting entirely of Foundation Establishment cultivators, the disparity in numbers meant they couldn't hold out for long.

Moreover, the cultivators of the Myriad Beasts Sect were well-prepared, and with their first move, they severely injured two Core Formation True Persons from the Blood Demon Sect.

Half an hour later, as the last Core Formation cultivator self-destructed his Golden Core, it was blocked by several Wan Shou Sect cultivators activating their magic weapons. Finally, the aftershocks were absorbed by the Gold-Devouring Earth Dragon Beast.

Outside the tomb, all was quiet, except for the hundred or so corpses lying on the ground.

"Senior brother, the bodies of all the fallen disciples of our sect have been collected..."

Master Fire Crow walked over, looking somewhat disheveled. He had been at the forefront when defending against the self-destruction of the Golden Core cultivator and had sustained minor injuries.

"Junior Brother Black Wind, let these heads serve as a sacrifice to you... Return to the Blood Demon Sect and kill every last one of them!"

Fang Tiansheng turned around, two lines of tears streaming down his face, just like an ordinary old man.

(End of this chapter)