Born with immortal seed

Chapter 439 Killer

"You jest, True Lord. While we Thirty-Six Demon Caves do cooperate when we encounter external enemies, it's impossible for us to communicate in advance when accepting missions from outside."

The black-robed cultivator felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, fearing that if he answered incorrectly, he would be struck by a sword.

He cursed which evil den hadn't cleaned up the mess at all, thus attracting such a vicious person.

"I don't have the patience to figure out your relationship. Either give me some valuable information, or I'll come and get it myself..."

The lightning sword light had already locked onto the two of them, and Bai Zichen's voice was cold and emotionless.

In the sea of ​​suffering, strong winds blow for eleven out of twelve months, and sandstorms sweep across the land. A safe route yesterday may become a deadly trap today.

Even if he has a map showing the locations of the thirty-six demon caves and enough strength to withstand the sandstorms, the constantly changing routes will definitely greatly affect the time it takes him to find each demon cave.

Inside the demon cave, it was dark and devoid of spiritual energy, making it impossible to set up a grand formation.

At most, it can utilize the natural terrain to set up a few restrictions, which can be somewhat effective against Core Formation cultivators.

But in front of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it's as fragile as paper. No matter how arrogant a demonic cultivator is, they wouldn't think they could block an attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator with this.

"From the outside, the Thirty-Six Demon Caves of the Bitter Sea are all referred to by the same name, but in fact, we have clear distinctions within ourselves."

The black-robed cultivator on the left removed his hood, revealing a pale-faced female cultivator with waist-length silver hair, her features somewhat fierce, and her eyes as white as frost.

She spoke very quickly, afraid that if she hesitated even for a moment, she would be mistaken for hesitating or hiding something.

The terrifying pressure that sent chills down one's spine meant that only two Core Formation cultivators were able to stand, while the rest of the cultivators staggered and fell to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

According to intelligence, this True Monarch Bai disappeared for decades. As the most renowned Core Formation True Person in the Northern Region in the past thousand years, he has always attracted a great deal of attention from the outside world.

Many people speculated that he had gone into hiding and secretly embarked on the path of Nascent Soul, waiting to accumulate enough strength to trigger a heavenly tribulation.

His appearance this time, already at the Nascent Soul stage, confirms this speculation.

However, his strength was nothing like that of a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator; it was far greater than the oppressive aura emanating from many seasoned True Monarchs.

As a demon envoy, the silver-haired female cultivator had seen at least a handful of Nascent Soul True Monarchs from all sides.

But no one else brought her such a sense of oppression that she felt almost hopeless, like Bai Zichen. She didn't even have the courage to fight back and could only cooperate with him throughout.

Her cultivation method is unique in its ability to provide early warnings through spiritual perception. It is precisely because of this that she has escaped many calamities and has been able to live and cultivate in a place like the boundless sea of ​​suffering to this day.

"The Thirty-Six Demon Caves can be divided into the Outer Eighteen Demon Caves and the Inner Eighteen Demon Caves, with significant differences in personnel composition and style of operation... Take me for example, my ancestors were disciples of the Hunyuan Sect. After the sect was destroyed, various forces hunted down the remnants of the Hunyuan Sect, which is why I escaped into the Boundless Bitter Sea. For me, the Boundless Bitter Sea is home, and I grew up here. Many fellow cultivators in the Outer Eighteen Demon Caves have similar experiences to me, some are native cultivators of the Bitter Sea, and some come from unorthodox or even righteous sects. They came to the Bitter Sea to survive in order to escape their enemies, and are not all the evil and fearsome demon cultivators that are rumored to exist."

"The inner eighteen demon caves are more in line with the world's impression. Each demon envoy was once a notorious Core Formation demon cultivator who committed heinous crimes that angered both heaven and man before coming to the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Working for external forces and impersonating plundering cultivators to burn, kill, and loot is commonplace for them... The disappearance of the True Monarch's disciple is very likely their doing."

Descendants of the Hunyuan Sect?
Bai Zichen curiously glanced at the silver-haired female cultivator. The Hunyuan Sect could be considered the only sect in the history of the Northern Region that could be called a super sect.

With the help of the Great Wilderness Sacred Body, the Primordial Ancestor ascended to the Divine Transformation Realm, established an unparalleled foundation, and became a regional overlord at that time.

However, that was all during the medieval period, before the four kingdoms of the Northern Regions had taken shape, so it's hard to say whether they can be included in the history of the Northern Regions.

Because of the Great Wilderness Sacred Body, he had been interested in the Hunyuan Sect for a period of time and made a special trip to check on the fate of this once glorious sect.

The Primordial Ancestor was hailed as the number one body cultivator in the Middle Ages, possessing extraordinary strength. Unfortunately, he ultimately could not escape the exhaustion of his lifespan and passed away peacefully.

Without the Zijin Beam of Jiahai, the Hunyuan Sect first fell into internal strife, with several disciples of the Hunyuan Ancestor fighting each other with their respective supporters.

Later, with the addition of external forces, the various factions of the Hunyuan Sect grew weaker and weaker, eventually disappearing into history.

At its peak, it was a super sect that controlled the entire Northern Region. However, with the passing of its founding patriarch, its glory has faded, and now there is not even a lineage of its own in the cultivation world.

The world changes rapidly, and this is just one example of how things can change unpredictably.

"I don't care about the distinction between inside and outside, I just want to know where I can find Huo Feiyan the fastest."

"Among the eighteen inner caves, including the Nine Nether Cave, the Underworld Fortress Cave, and the Pixiu Cave, these three families are the leaders. Even if they didn't do it, they must know the inside story."

Without any hesitation, the silver-haired female cultivator fluently recited several names.

"It's better to die for a fellow Daoist than for me," so the relationship between us is not harmonious, and there are often conflicts.

In the boundless sea of ​​suffering, resources are scarce, and even the smallest discovery can ignite conflict, with neither side willing to yield.

"Alright, I will investigate. If it is found to be false, you two will only face death, and your souls will not even have the chance to be reincarnated."

Bai Zichen casually shot out two sword energies, piercing the collars of two Core Formation cultivators, before flying away on his sword.

"Don't even think about making the sword energy disappear faster or changing your clothes. I can always sense it... When I return, I will still pass through here. You might as well just move away from this sea of ​​suffering."

"Respectfully seeing off the True Lord."

The two black-robed cultivators bowed in unison until the sky was completely still, before daring to raise their heads.

“Junior Sister Chen, how could you tell this person the locations of the Nine Nether Cave, the Underworld Fortress Cave, and the Pixiu Cave so directly? These forces are far more powerful than ours. If they find out that you have revealed the inside information, I'm afraid you will be retaliated against.”

Another black-robed monk also removed his hood, revealing a young man with delicate features and a hoarse voice.

"Let's see if they can survive a raging Nascent Soul sword cultivator first. They were probably the ones who did this, thinking they could do whatever they wanted because of the natural barrier. They've clearly kicked a hornet's nest this time."

The silver-haired female cultivator smiled faintly, her smile as bright as spring, dispelling some of the fierce aura.

"It's a pipe dream to think that a few late-stage Core Formation cultivators can stop this god of death... The Eighteen Inner Demon Caves are different from us. Some of them are even audacious enough to plunder mortals and low-level cultivators in the outside world to cultivate magic... Perhaps after this incident, there will be fewer demon caves in the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

“These three demonic caves each possess unique abilities, especially the Nine Nether Cave’s curse-killing secret technique, which is extremely difficult to defend against. I’ve heard that a Nascent Soul True Monarch once died at the hands of this technique.”

The effeminate, black-robed cultivator was cautious, his eyes filled with fear.

"If this senior is caught off guard and falls victim to the curse technique, it will be difficult for him to unleash his full potential at the Nascent Soul stage."

"It's just nonsense and boasting. If the Nine Nether Cave really had the power to curse and kill a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it wouldn't have stayed in the Bitter Sea Demon Cave for hundreds of years. It would have gone out to explore long ago."

The silver-haired female cultivator had a clear mind and felt that the strength of the inner eighteen demon caves was not as powerful as rumored.

All sorts of bizarre rumors, and the claim that the Eighteen Demon Caves are incredibly powerful, could all be self-directed and staged, in order to gain a reputation for ferocity and make it easier to do things.

……

On the second day after Bai Zichen flew out, he encountered the infamous gale. The sky was dark, and boulders and sand on the ground were blown into the air.

With his physical strength, even the fierce winds that felt like knives couldn't pierce his skin.

However, being caught in the fierce wind, unable to distinguish up from down from left from right, I could only keep my body steady.

"Don't wander around, lest you go in the wrong direction..."

Several days later, the gale gradually dissipated, revealing a completely different appearance from before.

What was once a flat area in front of me has now become a mound, as if it had been abruptly moved there.

Bai Zichen finally understood why the Boundless Sea of ​​Bitterness had become a forbidden zone in the Northern Region; unless one truly couldn't survive there, very few people would enter it.

If one's cultivation level is even slightly lower, and without a magical treasure to withstand the fierce winds, one could very well be directly torn to pieces.

The map of the thirty-six demon caves in the sea of ​​suffering that I had been holding was extremely important at this moment.

Bai Zichen overcame numerous obstacles and finally found the Nine Nether Cave two months later.

"Who goes there? The passage ahead leads to the Nine Netherworld. No one may enter without authorization!"

Four demonic cultivators, each holding a slender token, blocked the approaching person who had made no attempt to conceal himself.

Bai Zichen raised his hand, and a circle of sword light sealed all the acupoints and magical power of the four people.

With another reach, two disciples fell into his palm.

He activated the Taiwu Soul Searching and Soul Severing Technique, and began to skim through the past scenes. As the two demonic cultivators twitched, fragments of memories were transmitted to him.

Bai Zichen only wanted to get the result as quickly as possible. He pushed the Soul Searching Spell to its limit, and the two of them convulsed violently, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Even if they could be saved, they would be half-dead, devoid of consciousness and reflexes.

They discarded the two like old garbage bags and replaced them with two demonic cultivators to search their souls. The images were similar to those found in their sea of ​​consciousness.

A large, kind-faced old man arrived at the Nine Netherworld Palace, looking travel-worn, and placed a water droplet on the table.

"Bai Zichen of Qingfeng Sect has been missing for a long time. As long as you can discover the secret behind him and find out what he is doing now, these ten jellyfish pearls will be your reward... If you can make a big enough commotion in Black Mountain and get Bai Zichen to take action, I will give you another twenty jellyfish pearls."

“Okay, but we need more information…”

The scene shifts to several Core Formation demon cultivators seated at the head of the table, with the core forces of the Nine Nether Cave below them.

"Even this couldn't provoke Bai Zichen to take action. It seems he's a heartless and ruthless person who doesn't care about the lives of his fellow disciples. Or maybe he's in the middle of a crucial period of seclusion and can't spare a single moment."

"Then let's find an opportunity to kidnap one of his disciples and see how he reacts."

The screen went black again, and then two Core Formation demonic cultivators were seen returning with an unconscious female cultivator.

This person's facial features were exactly like those of Huo Feiyan, who had disappeared several years ago.

These Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators all participated in the raid on Black Mountain to varying degrees, and he naturally skipped over the rest of the irrelevant memories.

"Good, very good! My first choice of the demon's lair actually led me to the right target!"

Bai Zichen was puzzled as to why the soul lamp in his hand hadn't reacted even though it was so close.

But his burning rage compelled him to immediately activate the Purple Star Thunder Sword, transforming it into a dragon-like bolt of lightning that roared as it charged toward the Nine Nether Caves.

The dark, demonic clouds they encountered along the way vanished the moment they were touched by the lightning, failing to hinder them even for a second.

The Purple Star Thunder Sword was magnificent and imposing, and its lightning and electric light dealt extra damage to evil demons. The Nine Nether Cave was like snow exposed to the sun, melting away one by one.

One restriction after another was swept away by the lightning sword light.

"Which esteemed senior has graced the Nine Nether Caves with their presence and played such a joke on us!"

A giant treasure umbrella was raised, protecting the three Core Formation cultivators as they rushed out of the demon cave; the lightning sword light was unable to pierce through it with a single strike.

The first sword strike destroyed the umbrella's surface, leaving only the bare ribs.

The second sword strike, seemingly light and airy, brought down the lightning-like sword light, shattering the umbrella ribs one by one.

The phantom images of demons above shattered under the sword light, turning into wisps of smoke with mournful cries.

"A joke? Hand over Huo Feiyan, and I might spare your lives, only punishing you with the abolition of your cultivation!"

Bai Zichen recognized one of the Core Formation demonic cultivators as the one who had taken Huo Feiyan away from the scene he had obtained through soul searching, and his voice turned cold.

However, for the safety of his disciples, he did not let his murderous intent be revealed.

"Senior, you must be mistaken. We don't know any Huo Feiyan at all... Has someone framed the Nine Nether Cave and pinned the blame on us?"

The Core Formation demon cultivator had a conspicuous cross-shaped scar on his forehead, making it impossible to mistake him for someone else.

"I have already searched the souls of your subordinate cultivators and seen the images. Do you still want to deny it?"

Bai Zichen flicked his fingers lightly, and lightning bolts formed threads, about to pierce through all three of their limbs.

With a flash of sword light, a Core Formation demon cultivator screamed as his hands and feet exploded into a bloody mist, leaving him no chance to retaliate.

But Bai Zichen's body swayed, and it felt as if thousands of fine needles were being pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him unspeakable pain.

"Blood Soul Curse Killing Technique, hit!"

The leading Core Formation demon cultivator glared angrily, only to see all the Foundation Establishment demon cultivators behind him explode into a mass of blurry flesh and blood.

Even the blood essence of his injured Core Formation companions was absorbed, forming a blood-red character that was extremely dense.

The crimson characters flashed and appeared on Bai Zichen's back without anyone noticing, reflected on his Taoist robe as if they were already there.

"So what if you're a Nascent Soul True Monarch? Every time I activate my Blood Soul Curse Killing Technique, it takes the lives of a hundred cultivators and burns a hundred years of my own lifespan... But even if your cultivation is a level higher than mine, I can still successfully kill you with the curse. Even if you kill me, you still can't break this curse killing technique."

The Core Formation demon cultivator laughed wildly, extremely pleased with himself.

"The Blood Soul Curse will haunt you for life. What kind of genius is the number one in the Northern Region? He'll be drained of his life essence and become a walking corpse in less than a few decades... How is that possible!"

His wild laughter abruptly stopped, and the man stared blankly at the scene before him.

The bright red "kill" character on Bai Zichen's back was forcibly peeled off his body as the bones on his shoulder emitted starlight.

The crimson killing character spun around, backfiring on the caster and instantly swallowing him whole, leaving only a bloody scabbard on the spot.

Bai Zichen's gaze turned cold, and the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword trembled, its lightning roaring as it rushed towards the remaining demonic cultivators.

(End of this chapter)