Born with immortal seed

Chapter 376 The Demon Sword of Avici Hell
"No matter how high a Core Formation cultivator's talent or how great their potential, there is a fundamental difference between them and a Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Zengguang Immortal City connects four kingdoms, gathers independent cultivators from the Northern Region, and is also a commercial center.

It has an innate advantage in intelligence gathering in the cultivation world, and almost no events, large or small, in the Northern Region are kept secret from it.

The details of Bai Zichen's life have long been compiled into a file and placed before the elder of the Du clan, who is in charge of information collection.

After he reversed the death of the Nine Lotus True Monarch, his name came into Du Heng's sight, and the intelligence level was upgraded to the highest level, with details so detailed that even Bai Zichen himself might have forgotten his deeds were recorded.

Previously, Du Heng vaguely sensed that Bai Zichen posed a threat to him, guessing that it was a supreme sword technique. The Nine Lotus True Monarch died under the flying sword because of his carelessness.

Therefore, he created distance and won by using the power of the Demon Dragon Cone Heaven-Piercing Spiritual Treasure, without worrying about any risk of a comeback.

The two fourth-tier flying swords underwent a strange transformation, forming an effect almost equivalent to fifth-tier flying swords. Several Nascent Soul True Monarchs rushed forward one after another, sparing no effort to display their abilities.

None of this surprised Du Heng. What surprised her was that Bai Zichen was completely unharmed by the attack of the Demon Dragon Cone, and it did not affect the state of the dual swords combined at all.

"The Demon Dragon Cone contains the true meaning of shock, which is difficult for even a Nascent Soul cultivator to withstand... Even if others share the pressure, just a trace of the aftershock should shatter all the bones in his body."

"It's impossible that a sword cultivator like him could have a physical body stronger than a Nascent Soul cultivator, or that he possesses a treasure capable of withstanding the true meaning of the Great Dao of the Heavenly Treasure... That's utter nonsense. It's better to say that Bai Zichen is a reincarnation of a True Immortal from the Upper Realm!"

A black river unfolded around Du Heng, coming from the void and flowing back into the void.

The Black River is composed entirely of dark, heavy water, flowing slowly and emitting a muffled roar that seems to stop the clouds in their tracks, as loud as thunder.

Each stretch of river carried an immeasurable weight, causing the Nascent Soul Realm to sink and slowing Du Heng's movements.

The Du family's accumulated wealth over generations, such as sea stones, was largely spent on this Black River.

Zengguang Immortal City welcomes all Xuanming Heavy Water; as long as it comes to them and they ask for a price, they will accept it all.

If the quantity is large enough, one can also gain the status of a VIP in the Immortal City, allowing for greater freedom of movement within the city.

There's an anecdote in the cultivation world that says ninety percent of the Xuanming Heavy Water in the world has entered Zengguang Immortal City, and even the Du family themselves don't know exactly how much Xuanming Heavy Water they've stored.

Today, Du Heng revealed this secret to the public and forcibly used Xuanming Heavy Water to create a black river that was dozens of miles long.

At this moment, the Black River was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless Xuanming Heavy Waters burned, turning into specks of ink that adhered to Du Heng's right hand holding the Demon Dragon Cone.

At the same time, the true demon clone behind him dispelled the thousand-foot-tall demonic body of the Law of Heaven and Earth. Maintaining this form, the true demonic energy would soon be exhausted.

When the detained Master Cheng Tuo was thrown into the Demon Dragon Cone, this renowned Nascent Soul cultivator from the Great Phoenix Clan was instantly annihilated without even uttering a wail.

Its physical body was drained, its nascent soul melted away, and it was completely devoured by this magical treasure from head to toe.

The spirit of the Demon Dragon Cone transmitted a wave of joy, and their cooperation improved by two points, as a surge of overwhelming demonic intent gathered once again.

If there were no other way, Du Heng would not have chosen to use the flesh and blood of a Nascent Soul True Monarch to stimulate the Demon Dragon Cone again. He would have definitely chosen to let his avatar absorb it and break through to the late Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the Demon Dragon Cone were to awaken again, he would have even less chance of controlling and wielding this magical treasure.

"This is the place! Who killed my junior brother?!"

Suddenly, a blood-red trail appeared on the horizon, and from hundreds of thousands of miles away, a sound filled with the stench of blood could already be heard.

The bloodstain quickly spread into a mass, then into a continuous cluster, and finally a streak of blood-red lightning tore through the sky.

The blood shadow materialized into a handsome middle-aged man with a sinister expression and eyes like those of a venomous snake; a light touch from his gaze caused a dull ache on the skin.

"The blood curse mark is on you; it seems you're the one who killed my junior brother..."

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Du Heng, or rather, on the true demon avatar behind him.

"Who are you? Perhaps there is a misunderstanding between us."

Du Heng's expression was solemn. The newcomer was at the same mid-stage Nascent Soul realm as his own body.

He didn't really care about ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators; he just killed them all to provide nourishment for his growth.

But this person gave off a very dangerous feeling; even the true demon clones sensed that they were evenly matched.

He only softened his stance and didn't attack immediately because he knew that the newcomer was another cultivator whose strength couldn't be judged by their cultivation level.

"There's no mistake. My junior brother is very arrogant, believing his talent surpasses mine and wanting to make a name for himself... But this Blood Curse Bloodmark is the first spell I taught him, and it's also the first spell all Blood Sea Sect disciples must master upon entering the sect. All our teachers taught us not to expect the sect to avenge you, but the Blood Curse mark cast from the bottom of your heart before you die contains your purest essence blood. Once refined, it's equivalent to someone who comes after you possessing all the bloodlines you've collected in your lifetime."

The middle-aged man seemed to be reminiscing, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

“You tell me, how could we, who regard blood as the source of everything and spend our whole lives pursuing a powerful bloodline, not take action after seeing the Blood Curse Mark? My junior brother was very obedient back then. I made him practice the Blood Curse Mark technique properly, and he studied it seriously for two whole years.”

"You know, the blood curse mark on your body is so thick that I can see it from thousands of miles away, let alone with it guiding me..."

The middle-aged man slowly raised a blood-red longsword, from which wisps of blood floated, pointing it at the true demon clone.

"Blood Sea Sect, are you Blood God True Person's senior brother?"

Du Heng's expression changed drastically as he thought of the Blood God True Man, whom he had the upper hand in, and who took half a year to kill without using the Continuous Demon Dragon Cone.

Before his death, the Blood God True Man glared at him with venomous eyes, saying that he would wait for his senior brother to come and take his life.

"Oh, so you admit it... Remember, the one who took your life was Blood God Child of the Blood Sea Sect!"

The middle-aged man pointed his longsword, and blood light scattered, revealing a flying sword with an aura as deep as the abyss, vaguely similar to the Demon Dragon Cone.

"Doesn't the Blood God True Monarch call himself the Blood God Child? Where did this other Blood God Child come from!"

Du Heng was on high alert. His demonic clone shifted, its center of gravity completely tilting towards the newly arrived middle-aged man.

Only after the bloody light dissipated did the flying sword reveal its full sharpness; it was actually another fifth-tier flying sword.

Unlike the newly forged Killing Demon Sword, this one had clearly been refined in this person's hands for a long time and could be freely activated and controlled.

"Blood God Child is the title of the sect leader, and every successor can use it... Junior Brother is really lawless in the Northern Region, and he has no regard for the sect's rules."

The true Blood God Child drew his sword and swung it down. For the first time in ten thousand years, the Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword, which had left the sect's sea of ​​blood, struck down, causing the heavens and earth to lose their color.

For a moment, apart from this magical light, there were no other colors.

Everything within a radius of a hundred miles turned gray and white, and everything froze.

Only after the sword light disappeared did things return to normal, back to their previous state.

Before Du Heng could think too much, the Demon Dragon Cone, poised to strike, met him head-on. After a deafening roar, it actually forced both him and his True Demon clone to retreat several steps.

His right hand, which was gripping the Demon Dragon Cone, was covered in blood, and his demonic body's right hand was gone, severed by the Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

"A treasure from the Demon Realm! Your flying sword also comes from the Demon Realm!"

The moment the two demonic treasures collided, Du Heng understood where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from. The demonic energy emitted by the Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword was something that demonic cultivators in the human world could not cultivate; only supreme treasures born in the demon realm could possess it.

Although Blood God Child was not a sword cultivator, the Abyssal Prison Demon Sword could only unleash half the power that a fifth-order flying sword should have in his hands.

However, having mastered the fifth-tier flying sword, his advantage against the not-fully-awakened Demon Dragon Cone became immediately apparent.

Even when fighting two against one with his avatar, he couldn't gain the upper hand. In addition, he suffered a hidden loss because he didn't expect that the opponent's flying sword also came from the Demon Realm.

"What, is the treasure of the Demon Realm some kind of rare object...? The source of my sect's Blood Sea is in the Demon Realm, and this demonic sword has been deep within its core since the birth of the Blood Sea."

The Blood Sea Sect's Hundred Fiends Blood Sea Great Technique originated from a blood skin that the sect's founder found in the Blood Sea, on which was recorded the Blood Scripture of the Demon Realm.

The founding patriarch resisted the temptation and did not cultivate the Blood Nerve, which was quick to develop and extremely powerful. Instead, he used it as a foundation to create a path suitable for cultivators in the human world.

Subsequent generations of founders of the Blood Sea Sect improved and enhanced this technique, which led to the current Hundred Fiends Blood Sea Great Art.

Blood God Child saw through the true nature of the Demon Saint Body at a glance, and used a demonic weapon against another demonic weapon, severing one of the demonic body's arms with the Avici Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

Du Heng remained silent, and with a wave of his wide sleeve, thirty-six battle flags flew out from Meili Snow Mountain and entered his sleeve.

He transformed into a beam of demonic light and vanished without hesitation, leaving behind not a single harsh word.

The true demon clone unleashed its Thousand-Mile Soaring Light Divine Power, its two demonic feet taking a step forward and rushing in the opposite direction from its main body.

Blood God Child looked in both directions, then transformed into a blood shadow and continued chasing after the original body.

He tossed aside the avatar bearing the blood curse mark, ignoring it completely.

"In one day, I saw two fifth-tier flying swords and a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure... When did fifth-tier treasures become so abundant in the cultivation world?"

Bai Zichen watched as the two top experts disappeared, leaving only horrifying traces of destruction on the snow-capped peak, and a group of Nascent Soul True Monarchs looking at each other in bewilderment.

In the blink of an eye, what started as everyone working together to fight Du Heng with their lives on the line turned into him fleeing in a sorry state.

The dramatic ups and downs have left even the most knowledgeable Nascent Soul True Lords with mixed feelings.

"The Blood Sea Sect is in the Southern Region, right? I didn't expect Blood God True Monarch's senior brother to be so powerful... Although he relied on a fifth-tier flying sword, being able to refine and subdue a treasure of this tier is also his own skill."

As a sword cultivator, Yan Yuanzai couldn't help but envy the fifth-tier flying sword.

Especially when he saw that Blood God Child, who clearly knew nothing about swordsmanship, could make a fifth-order demonic sword submit to him and use a clumsy, fire-stick-like method to drive the flying sword.

Her longing for him reached its peak.

(End of this chapter)