Born with immortal seed

Chapter 408 The Second Sword of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword

Although he was overjoyed at obtaining the Five Crystal Divine Iron, Bai Zichen did not let his guard down.

The ancient demon land was sealed off, but Du Heng intervened and used it to cultivate the True Demon Saint Body, adding many uncertain and dangerous factors.

If the Five Crystal Divine Iron weren't so important, he definitely wouldn't have risked coming to a place like this.

The darkness came strangely and inexplicably; I didn't sense any fluctuations of true energy.

All light was taken away, the five senses were sealed, the eyes could not see, the ears could not hear, and the nose could not smell.

My intuition was screaming warnings, like thorns in my back. In the darkness, several glints of cold light, like venomous snakes, were silently approaching.

The Moonlit Sword automatically leaped up and slashed into the darkness, producing a sound like a sudden storm of metal.

A tremendous force surged from the flying sword, continuous and unstoppable, catching Bai Zichen off guard and causing him to stumble back several steps.

"Ok?"

A surprised voice came from the darkness, clearly astonished that an ambush that seemed certain to succeed had failed.

With just that one sound, the darkness returned to a terrifying silence.

If it weren't for the constant darkness, one would have wondered if the attacker had already fled.

"Only at the Core Formation stage, at most the Perfected Core Formation stage, how is that possible!"

Bai Zichen exclaimed in surprise. Although the cold light contained immense power, the true essence attached to it was only at the Core Formation level.

It was extremely strange, with layers upon layers, and a corrosive and penetrating quality, causing the blood in one's body to boil.

He was surprised that someone could force him to retreat despite having the same or even weaker cultivation level.

The Supreme Pure Sword Box flew out and slapped upwards, causing the Moon Spin Sword to drill into it, scattering moonlight all around.

But even in this deepest darkness, the silvery moonlight cannot be seen, as if a layer of silver-gray has been smeared onto the inky pool.

It was still a chaotic, dark place.

'With such keen insight, no technique of lower rank than the Moonlit Sword could conceal his presence and hide his form… This person is merely at the Core Formation stage; could it be that he has mastered a fifth-tier concealment technique or possesses a powerful spiritual treasure?'

Deprived of his five senses, Bai Zichen simply closed his eyes, focusing only on the information fed back by the Moonlight Sword Light, which was then truthfully reflected on the mirror in his mind.

'It doesn't resemble the effects of a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure; it's more like the utilization of the true essence of the Great Dao...'

The night sky was moonless and starless, and boundless darkness enveloped the earth, where all things were silent.

Bai Zichen could clearly hear his own strong heartbeat, and the sense of powerlessness he felt when he first embarked on the path of cultivation surged back into his heart.

Since he established his foundation, his advantage in cultivation breakthroughs has truly manifested. He has also realized his talent in swordsmanship and has never suffered a loss among those of the same level.

The so-called "walking on thin ice" and "being in awe" are all directed upwards, never taking fellow cultivators of the same level seriously.

He didn't linger in Zengguang Immortal City but came directly to Burial Immortal Valley, fearing that after the Du clan was destroyed, some people would be curious about the relationship between Du Heng and the ancient demon and come here to investigate.

If Nascent Soul cultivators frequently come and go from here in the future, or even if the cultivators of Heavenly Punishment Peak have the idea of ​​reinforcing the ancient restrictions and sealing off the entire Burial Immortal Valley, that would be a real problem.

Unexpectedly, after successfully obtaining the Five Crystal Divine Iron, they fell into an ambush set by a Core Formation cultivator.

This kind of utilization of the true meaning of darkness surpasses that of many Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Swish!
Three marks appeared on the mirror of his mind. Even though he could not sense anything in his divine sense, Bai Zichen still activated the three Thunder Sound Swords without hesitation to meet them.

Click! Click! Click!

Three bolts of lightning lit up, but the booming thunder that should have accompanied them seemed to be absorbed by the darkness and did not travel through the darkness at all.

The fleeting glimpse of swords clashing was reflected in the mirror of my heart with exquisite detail; it revealed three slender finger bones, with a thin layer of flesh attached to them.

"Refining a sword with one's fingers...it's like I've heard of this divine ability somewhere before...one of the thirty-six divine abilities of the True Demon Saint Body!"

Bai Zichen glanced down at the three Thunder Sound Swords; all of them had obvious cracks and their spiritual energy was greatly diminished.

Without a second thought, he put the Thunder Sound Sword back into its sheath, and another invisible sword, the Green Maple Sword, fell to either side.

Not to mention that the pure energy in the Supreme Pure Sword Box has the ability to repair flying swords, the Thunder Sound Sword, as a bamboo and wood flying sword, can be repaired by the sword-nurturing technique.

All three Thunder Sound Swords were destroyed, but the three finger bones were also in pain.

After being blasted by three bolts of lightning, the final scene appeared to show finger bones cracking and many fragments flying out.

"How can it be!"

That indistinguishable voice, whether male or female, young or old, rang out again. Even without seeing the person, one could imagine his furious expression.

Two more finger bones came thrusting at him, but Bai Zichen, now more prepared, slashed with his twin swords, severing both finger bones in two.

The Azure Maple Sword nimbly leaped away, spun around, and returned safely to his hand.

Only one invisible sword was broken, but the White Bone Cold Light Sword replaced it.

"It must be difficult to refine finger bones, right? Does it take ten or twenty years to refine just one?"

Bai Zichen closed his eyes and sneered, taunting the cultivator in the darkness.

"Why don't you guess whether you have more fingers or the number of flying swords in my bag!"

The cultivator in the darkness seemed stunned by his actions of continuously summoning flying swords, and remained silent for a long time.

After a stalemate lasting several hours, the moon in the sky trembled, as if it could no longer withstand the depletion of its true energy from prolonged use, and even the silvery moonlight in the darkness swayed.

call out!
A dark shadow, like a venomous snake in the darkness, patiently waited for an opportunity to blend into the night and move forward.

puff!
The shadowy figure felt the magic weapon in his hand pierce his opponent's chest, and the blood splattered, revealing a cruel smile.

A divine being in the making, a sword genius, cultivating both fortune and wisdom, on the path to enlightenment...

What good are all the accolades? Before this magical treasure forged from the Demon-Proof Dragon Cone, being pierced through it means dying no differently than anyone else.

Having absorbed the essence of such a peerless genius, his True Demon Saint Body will surely reach true perfection, surpassing even his own ancestor, and he will also inherit this person's terrifyingly numerous flying swords.

The smile lasted only a moment before the shadowy figure realized something was wrong. Although the pseudo-demon dragon cone had struck the opponent, it had not pierced through his body.

It also lacked the pure true demonic energy derived from the blood and essence of the demonic treasure that killed cultivators in the past.

"I've finally caught you!"

Bai Zichen's body shone with a bright crimson light, and platinum-gold flames clung to his palm as he grabbed the Demon Cone.

Five-colored crystals burst forth from the broken bones, miraculously healing them together. Flesh and blood grew rapidly, effectively imprisoning the demonic cone within the body.

At the same time, the Platinum Glazed Fire burned wildly, actually blocking the true demonic energy from corroding and dissolving the flesh and blood.

"To die by this sword is an honor for you!"

A burst of lightning flew out of the sword case, transforming from extreme stillness to extreme motion in the blink of an eye.

The Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword was swung a second time, accompanied by an even greater power of time than the first time, and the river of time reappeared.

With a single swipe, the shadow, which had blended seamlessly with the darkness and was unassailable, was thrown out and fell to the ground.

His once black hair turned white in an instant, and his face became covered with wrinkles, making him look like an old man in his eighties.

Among her facial features, one can still see some resemblance to Du Heng.

"Ho, ho ho, what kind of supernatural power is this..."

This cultivator, despite being struck by the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword, was still alive and did not die immediately.

His throat felt like a leaky bellows, his two claw-like hands waved helplessly in the air, and his bewildered eyes stared into the sky, filled with disbelief.

The darkness that had enveloped all sides receded quickly, revealing a sky where the demonic clouds churned but visibility was still normal.

"This sword was meant for me to wield against a Nascent Soul True Monarch, I never imagined I'd use it on a Core Formation cultivator. It'll be enough for you to boast about even in the underworld..."

The hand, covered in platinum and glazed flames, yanked the demonic cone out of his chest, tearing open the healed flesh once more, causing blood to gush out and waves of excruciating pain to follow.

This person possesses a spiritual treasure similar to the Demon Dragon Cone, has reached the Nascent Soul level in his comprehension of the true meaning of the Great Dao, and also possesses various powerful supernatural abilities.

Unwilling to continue entangled with him, Bai Zichen unleashed his strongest sword strike, severing the passage of time.

Sure enough, even those who had grasped the true meaning of the night and cultivated what appeared to be a True Demon Saint Body were powerless to resist the Azure Longevity Sword.

When Bai Zichen reached this person, the dying cultivator had already passed away, his lifespan exhausted.

"It seems that even if one has more than two hundred years of lifespan remaining, being struck by the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword is still not easy... This person may have two hundred and some years of lifespan, but two hundred years of lifespan have been lost in an instant. The power of time continues to work on him, and it is normal for the remaining few years to pass in a few breaths to an incense stick's time."

Bai Zichen glanced at the demonic cone in his hand. It looked exactly like the demonic dragon cone, but the power it emitted was on a completely different level.

Burned by his platinum glaze flames, this low-grade spiritual treasure couldn't bounce around. Its spiritual essence hid deep within the treasure, not daring to show itself.

He reinforced it with a layer of enchantment using platinum glaze flames, then put it into his sleeve and kept it close to his body.

He himself couldn't use this magical artifact, but it was still a spiritual treasure. Once it was placed in his storage bag and its spiritual energy was restored, it could easily destroy all the other items stored inside.

For him, it was an extremely expensive but useless item.

"Was this a backup plan laid out by Du Heng? Knowing that his chances of survival against Heavenly Punishment Peak were slim, he arranged for one of his clan's Core Formation cultivators to also cultivate the True Demon Saint Body, and even prepared a replica of the spiritual treasure..."

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Bai Zichen could only make this guess.

"Luckily, I was the one who stumbled upon it. Otherwise, how could the other Core Formation cultivators have possibly handled it? They could have reached the Nascent Soul stage in just a few years... Once the main force of Heavenly Punishment Peak withdraws and their attention is no longer on the Northern Region, and they devour a few more Nascent Soul True Monarchs, they will soon be the second Du Heng!"

He had already witnessed the growth rate of the True Demon Saint Body from Du Heng's True Demon clone.

Since this child was chosen by Du Heng and kept in the Burial Immortal Valley as a spy early on, he must be extremely suitable for cultivating the True Demon Saint Body.

Looking at his understanding of the true meaning of darkness, if left to develop, he could probably reach the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm within a hundred years.

Moreover, with the thirty-six divine abilities and seventy-two transformations of the True Demon Saint Body, he is definitely a powerful figure with astonishing combat strength, capable of dominating his peers.

Unfortunately, Du Heng's secret plan came to an abrupt end before it could truly begin.

“Heavenly Punishment Peak has clearly checked them one by one. All the Core Formation cultivators of the Du family, including those from other families and guest cultivators, have died without exception… Yet another late-stage Core Formation cultivator has appeared here. It seems that the Du family had this plan in mind long ago, and it is definitely not something that has only arisen in the last hundred years.”

A ball of platinum-colored flame, a ball of spiritual fire, burned the last hope of the Du family on the ground into ashes from the inside out.

Bai Zichen rolled up the few relics he had left behind and quickly flew away on his sword to avoid running into other cultivators.

(End of this chapter)