Born with immortal seed

Chapter 403

Several hundred disciples from Heavenly Punishment Peak formed a group and flew into the Immortal City.

In the outer city, countless palace buildings collapsed, and charred corpses littered the ground, resembling a scene from hell.

How could the few remaining cultivators possibly withstand the disciples of Heavenly Punishment Peak?

Wherever the battle formation passed, the crying ceased.

They quickly reached the edge of the inner city, where the Wuji Ship unleashed seven or eight different killing restrictions, bombarding them relentlessly.

In addition, the Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Northern Region in the air would occasionally drop one or two spells to attack the formation. By the time the battle formation arrived, the second fourth-order formation of the Immortal City was already in grave danger.

Without a Nascent Soul True Monarch in charge, even a fourth-order grand formation cannot exert its full effect, let alone withstand the attacks of such a Nascent Soul level cultivator.

Moreover, activating a fourth-order grand formation at full power consumes top-grade spirit stones.

This war has been going on for several years. No matter how wealthy and powerful the Du family is, the quantity of top-grade spirit stones, the hard currency among all high-level cultivators, will not be too large.

After several rounds of attacks, there shouldn't be many intact top-grade spirit stones left.

"The number of dead in this battle is countless. It will probably take a hundred religious ceremonies to save the countless wronged souls..."

Bai Zichen gazed at the Immortal City from afar, and the tragic scene made his eyes twitch as he witnessed the ruthless methods of Heavenly Punishment Peak.

A paragon of righteousness, the number one sect in the world, is never associated with being soft-hearted or soft-hearted.

The Great True Lord of Propagation of the Dharma will spare no effort, even at the cost of a precious century of cultivation, and reduce his chances of achieving the Divine Transformation stage, in order to save millions of people.

Despite the fact that several times more cultivators and mortals died in the process of conquering Zengguang Immortal City, his heart remained as firm as a rock and he did not waver in the slightest.

With just a few words, Yuan Mo labeled the Zengguang Du family as an unpardonable family of cultivators, deeming them utterly wicked and deserving of death. The massacres in the city were naturally the work of the Du family, no wonder they were on Tianfa Peak.

The Du family had produced many high-ranking officials and emperors, and with no external threats or internal troubles, their expansion was naturally astonishingly rapid.

Over thousands of years, mortals in the immortal city can trace their lineage back several generations and find that they are related by blood.

The Du family strictly implemented the system of major and minor lineages. The direct lineage of the True Lord and the direct lineage of the True Man within three generations constituted the major lineage, while all other family members were minor lineages.

Since there are no Foundation Establishment cultivators in this branch, it is immediately downgraded to a side branch.

As for descendants who have lost their spiritual roots, unless they are direct descendants of a True Lord, they cannot even be included in the family genealogy.

Several generations later, even if someone achieves success in cultivating spiritual roots and returns to their family, they will be required to change their name to their mother's surname to distinguish them from others.

If Tianfa Peak wants to eradicate the root of the problem, it basically means that it will wipe out all the mortals in Zengguang Immortal City and dozens of surrounding towns and villages.

However, the meaning revealed by Tianfa Peak should be that only the main evil master will be punished, and no one in the major or minor clans will be able to escape.

The number of off-line cultivators is too numerous to count, as they are rarely purged.

The glory of the Du family is mainly enjoyed by the direct descendants. Other members of the Du family are only slightly better off than the rogue cultivators. After showing their talents, they will at least not lack basic inheritance.

But as for wanting a more exquisite inheritance or additional cultivation resources, that's out of the question.

“Fellow Daoist Bai, why don’t we enter the city together… The Du family, as one of the most prominent families in the world, has a prestigious reputation and is willing to provide cultivation resources. There are quite a few non-Du family members who have reached the Core Formation stage.”

With his red hair and yellow eyes, Tang Yuan, whose appearance was unlike that of an ordinary person, took the initiative to invite him, eager to try.

"As local cultivators, we cannot sit idly by and watch the situation change; we should also do our part... Since the Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Immortals has been scheduled, some of the treasures should have already entered the Immortal City, as well as the Du family's ten-thousand-year-old treasury!"

Seeing that Bai Zichen remained unmoved, Tang Yuan had no choice but to reveal his true thoughts, his eyes filled with urgency.

The inner city is the essence of the immortal city, home to various auction houses, shops, and the Du family's various businesses.

However, the items Tang Yuan mentioned were either kept on Du Heng's person or hidden in the Sky Tower, making it impossible for them to appear in the inner city.

Inviting Bai Zichen to accompany them was clearly an attempt to curry favor with a powerful figure and leverage his strength.

The Du family originally had thirteen True Immortals who had reached the Core Formation stage, two True Immortals who had changed their surnames, and seven True Immortals who were guests from other families.

Several cultivators were lost in the years of war, but there are definitely still a dozen or so Core Formation cultivators in the inner city.

Searching for treasures in the enemy's hometown, facing fellow cultivators of the same level who could attack at any moment, and with ubiquitous restrictions, Tang Yuan had no confidence in escaping unscathed.

"Alright, let's enter the city together!"

Bai Zichen didn't expect to acquire any treasures prepared for the Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Immortals, but the wealth of the Immortal City was known throughout the world. As long as he could plunder an auction house, he could double his wealth of spirit stones.

Unused spiritual items and magical treasures can be sent to the sect's secret vault to give the Qingfeng Sect disciples some motivation.

To be honest, the level of Qingfeng Sect disciples is still too low.

Even the magical treasures that Old Ancestor Bai discarded were almost piling up like a small mountain in the secret hall.

Apart from him, the entire sect only has two Core Formation True Persons, Wei Dao and Zhou Suqing. Why would they need so many magic treasures?

Moreover, both of them had some ambitions and were not like those cultivators who had exhausted their potential by forming their core; they still wanted to refine their own natal magic treasures.

There's no difference between one person entering the city and everyone entering together; the wealth in Zengguang Immortal City is far too much for just a few people to plunder.

After all, the Tianhe Sword Sect had a relationship with him, and Tang Yuan was a disciple of True Monarch Tang Fei, so it was only right that they looked after him.

Several people arrived in front of the formation in the inner city, and drew their swords in unison, causing ripples to spread across the fourth-order formation.

This frosty atmosphere filled the sky, and anyone who got close felt a chill run down their spine and shiver, even their true energy couldn't keep them away.

Once the sword light entered the array's ten-zhang range, it moved as slowly as a snail, as if it had been frozen in place.

In other words, the great formation was severely damaged, and 99% of its attention was diverted by the Wuji Ship and the Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the sky. Normally, anyone who entered within a thousand feet would freeze into an ice block and fall straight down.

The combined influence of so many Core Formation cultivators from the Northern Region and the Tai Su Dao soldiers and disciples from Tianfa Peak on this fourth-order formation was negligible.

Under normal circumstances, even if they were allowed to bombard the formation for three to five years, they still wouldn't be able to break through the outermost defensive line.

Of all the people, only Bai Zichen casually managed to create an effective attack by piercing through snowflakes with his Moonlight Sword Threads and cracking the seemingly eternal glacier.

It's a pipe dream to expect these people to break through a fourth-order formation.

They only needed to expend additional power of a fourth-tier grand formation and draw upon the spiritual energy of the earth's veins to repair the formation.

With this ebb and flow, the duration of a fourth-order grand formation becomes shorter.

It is unclear whether the addition of Bai Zichen and others was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Half a day later, the cold smoke of the inner city's great formation dissipated, revealing the magnificent palaces and pavilions inside, which were so splendid and magnificent that they made people feel as if they were in a real celestial palace.

As the spirit deer riding the Arhat suddenly thrust forward, the inner city's formation collapsed with a deafening roar, and thousands of cultivators roared as they rushed into it.

Along the edge of the formation, thousands of members of the Du clan sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

A gentle breeze blew by, scattering the remains into fine dust, leaving no trace of the corpses.

Only the leaders, whose cultivation was relatively advanced, retained their intact bodies and leaned precariously against the formation.

They were all lifeless, their magical power completely drained by the formation, and they died from exhaustion.

The main force split into several routes and dispersed into various directions of the inner city, where the sounds of battle immediately rang out.

The inner city was the residence of the Du clan, and there was no possibility of reconciliation; they attacked each other to the death the moment they met.

In terms of both quantity and quality, the attacking side is many times stronger than Du.

However, thanks to the complex terrain of the inner city, the palaces and pavilions are all protected by their own restrictions, and one could easily fall into a trap if one is not careful. They are still struggling to hold on.

Bai Zichen and his companions continued forward, their eyes lighting up upon seeing a magnificent auction house. With a flash of moonlight in his hand, he shattered the two defensive barriers in front of the entrance.

They ignored the front hall, the auction hall, and the upstairs private rooms, and rushed straight to the back hall.

Everywhere you look, there are display items on the counters, mostly third-tier items. Not to mention him, even the Core Formation sword cultivators from the Heavenly River Sword Sect were able to suppress their excitement and not make a move to buy them. Instead, they went straight to the place in each auction house where the items were most likely to be hidden.

Bai Zichen was only responsible for breaking the restrictions. He passed through layers of buildings along the way, and no matter what kind of restrictions were used, he cut them all with a single sword strike.

They were almost at the core storage area, but they hadn't encountered any protective measures that would require him to use his second sword strike.

Besides these, there were also a few auction house guards and members of the Du clan, but others took care of them, and a few Core Formation sword cultivators killed them cleanly and efficiently.

"This is the auction house's storage area. The items that failed to sell this time and those to be auctioned next should all be here."

The auction house was a heavily guarded place, and even under these circumstances, there were still seven Du family guards, one of whom was a fake Core Formation cultivator, while the rest were all in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Bai Zichen didn't even look at it before walking up to the secret treasure, where there was a Tai Chi pattern of restriction.

Several Core Formation cultivators from the Heavenly River Sword Sect behind them joined forces to stop the group of Du family guards who were practically suicide soldiers.

The group had even set up a battle formation, standing in a seven-star formation. Despite Suo Qian's sword flashing and striking several times, he failed to defeat them, as they were all neutralized by the opponents. His sallow face flushed red.

He then summoned another sword scabbard, scattering dozens of points of cold light as they attacked one of the men in the formation.

Even though the battle formation's power had drawn away most of it, a few glints of cold light still managed to break through the defenses, causing tiny beads of blood to appear on his forehead.

A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator collapsed weakly; the battle formation was broken, and he lost all ability to resist.

With a few sword strikes, Suo Qian killed all the other late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. Only one pseudo-Core Formation cultivator remained, but Tang Yuan seized the opportunity and beheaded him with a single sword strike, separating his body from his head.

He put the cold light back into his sword sheath, and only then could he see clearly that it was actually a series of flying needles as thin as ox hairs.

"Flying needles, that's quite rare..."

Even Bai Zichen's attention was inevitably drawn to it; the flying needles could be considered a variant of the flying sword.

Some sword cultivators felt that forging flying swords was too costly and they could not afford it, so they thought of using fewer spiritual materials to forge flying needles to save costs.

However, after truly mastering the technique, it was discovered that the single flying needle had low lethality, and even when controlled by swordsmanship, it was still difficult to achieve any effect.

Unless a complete set can be formed, taking advantage of the quantity, or even forming a flying needle array, it can be considered a truly feasible path.

However, that would also result in high refining costs.

Furthermore, controlling a complete set of flying needles requires even more spiritual awareness and magical power than controlling a sword.

This made flying needles a niche technique, or, like Suo Qian, a technique where one would unleash them all at once to win by sheer quantity.

It's simply impossible to precisely control each flying needle and unleash its true power.

Dealing with a fake alchemist and several Foundation Establishment cultivators was such a serious affair that they almost failed to defeat them, making Suo Qian, who was in charge of the attack, feel extremely embarrassed.

He stepped forward and picked up the storage bags of the group. Just as he was about to say a few words to ease the awkwardness, a fist as white as jade was already in front of his face, and his expression changed drastically.

The fist with its distinct knuckles, exuding an ancient and enduring charm, appeared abruptly, catching everyone off guard and leaving no one aware that someone was hiding there.

The fist rapidly magnified in Suo Qian's eyes, and he could already see the texture of the joints. He didn't know what kind of spell he had been hit by, but his entire body's true energy was frozen.

Even sword light couldn't protect him; one punch would leave him no chance of survival.

(End of this chapter)