Born with immortal seed

Chapter 510 Hundred Poisons Green Scale Bone

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The tortoise shell finally gave way and split in two, from which emerged a phantom of a black tortoise with clouds above its head and mountains beneath its feet, letting out a mournful cry.

The black aura spread rapidly, instantly covering the entire body of the Xuan Turtle. It cried out in anguish and soon became motionless.

This supreme spiritual treasure, passed down for ten thousand years, suffered the backlash of this divine revelation, resulting in the demise of its spirit and the breakage of its physical form.

Even if it is reforged, it will definitely fall below the level of a spiritual treasure.

Within the Evil Life Sect, only two or three pieces of the Six-Line Tortoise Shell exist. Now that one has been destroyed, Shan Zhi is not alarmed but rather delighted.

"Today I have witnessed a destiny not even recorded in the Six Lines Scripture, and with the help of the tortoise shell and this person's destiny, I have glimpsed the future of the great war between the two races..."

Yamachi coughed up blood while laughing wildly.

"This scene must be real, otherwise how could my omniscient path have made such rapid progress, and the bottleneck that has plagued me for a hundred years has begun to loosen!"

Each time the Evil Fate Sect cultivators deduce the secrets of heaven, the result they obtain is only one possibility for the future.

The fact that it didn't happen doesn't mean his deduction was wrong; it just means that things didn't proceed along that path.

If the prediction is correct, it means that the path of the Great Way is correct, and one deduction can even be equivalent to a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

The cultivators of the Evil Life Sect are not known for their fighting skills, but they are good at planning and have a holistic view.

Because one's destiny can predict one's future, it is clear to the Evil Fate Sect cultivators what kind of disciple can inherit their mantle.

The entire sect has no more than a hundred members, making it unique among sects of the same level.

When Shan Zhi formed the Golden Core, he gained the ability to communicate with others' minds. After transforming into an Infant, he gained the ability to see with his own eyes. At the same time, his spiritual awareness increased at a rate twice that of ordinary people.

With only the initial stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, he already possessed a spiritual strength comparable to that of a Great True Monarch.

His cultivation has not progressed over the years, but when he suddenly has a sudden inspiration, he can sense if anyone within a radius of 10,000 miles is plotting against him.

Shan Zhi left the mountain because he was influenced by the war between the two races and felt that the cultivation world was about to undergo another dramatic change.

He took out the six-line tortoise shell and traveled around, waiting for a suitable opportunity to perform divination.

With the matter involving hundreds of millions of lives from two races and numerous Nascent Soul stage experts, how could he dare to act rashly?

Firstly, it involves too many things and involves too much concealment, making any deductions a waste of effort.

Secondly, forcibly prying into the secrets of heaven will backfire, and even the six lines of the tortoise shell cannot protect oneself.

Shan Zhi had been staying in the black market for several months, and had already consulted the divination for four Nascent Soul True Monarchs, predicting their future paths.

No money is charged for divination; instead, a trace of vital energy is taken from each True Lord using a tortoise shell.

Even today, upon seeing the celestial destiny of the Ziwei Star Lord in the Star Palace, we can use this information to make deductions.

In addition, the energy collected from each Nascent Soul True Lord after descending the mountain is also burned.

This feat was accomplished with the help of many parties.

"This Ziwei Star Lord alone possesses the power equivalent to over a hundred Nascent Soul True Monarchs. No one with such a noble destiny has ever been seen in the records of the patriarchs throughout history..."

Shan Zhi put a perfectly round, translucent white elixir into his mouth, stopping his disordered breathing and preventing his injuries from worsening.

"Unfortunately, our sect's lineage was interrupted once. All the ancestral manuscripts from before ancient times were taken away by that traitor, so we have no way of knowing what kind of fate those powerful figures who left their illustrious mark in the long river of time had."

"Although we can't see his future, his Nascent Soul realm is practically a certainty... The entanglement of their energies can be considered a connection. With the drastic changes in the situation, we might need to ask for their help in the future."

"I wonder where the Star Palace recruited such a member. I will inform my senior brother, the Master, when I return. Perhaps we can trace his origins back from elsewhere."

With a flick of his sleeve, Shan Zhi shrunk the entire shop into a tiny box the size of a palm, disappearing into his sleeve.

Once outside the black market, it transformed into a wisp of dark light and fled westward.

……

Eastern Regions, Duanmu City.

This place was originally a major coastal city, surrounded by the sea on three sides, with a natural harbor.

On this basis, a thriving fishing industry and coastal shipping routes were developed, supporting millions of people.

In the past, a large amount of cultivation resources that clearly came from the outer sea would flow into Duanmu City, and some fleets and groups of monsters would conduct simple transactions.

No single sect could completely control this city. The Jin Yue Sect and several Nascent Soul sects shared the benefits of this overseas gateway, each having its own outposts and trading posts within the city.

Now, everything has vanished like a bubble.

Except for its higher-lying areas, nearly half of Duanmu City is submerged in seawater, with countless pieces of furniture, ruins, and door panels floating on the surface.

Two years ago, there were still countless floating corpses, all brought by the tide. Ordinary people in the city had no time to escape, and they drowned, collided, and were plagued.

In a megacity with tens of millions of inhabitants, half of them died within a few years, and the resentment soared to the heavens, resulting in the creation of countless water ghosts and vengeful spirits.

This prompted several powerful demons to perform rituals and guard the city for an extended period, finally halting Duanmu City's transformation into a ghost realm.

They designated a simple area for the surviving humans to live in.

They also selected strong men and women and sent them to islands at sea to serve as laborers.

The once bustling city quickly became deserted.

Hundreds of miles outside Duanmu City, on the sea, there is a long and narrow island. Facing the city, there seems to be an undercurrent. Every few hours, a sharp cry will be heard, and at the same time, a hundred-foot wave will be stirred up and rolled towards the land.

If experienced fishermen were here, they would know that this island did not exist in the sea ten years ago.

On the island, there are many sea turtles the size of pavilions crawling around, carrying heavy boxes on their bodies, all of which are resources plundered from the land.

In the arts of cultivation, the demon race is far behind the human race in terms of progress.

After all, only third-tier demonic beasts begin to possess higher intelligence, and only fourth-tier demonic beasts can transform into human form and truly master skills.

A few powerful demons alone are simply not enough to support the vigorous development of a skill.

"Dragon Lord, as you said, I have mobilized my clan to form vassal groups, totaling more than 500,000, and have also occupied a considerable amount of human territory. What exactly is the plan after this? You should give us an explanation. We can't just keep saying 'Old Ancestor Ao's orders' forever."

A burly, bald man spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, like rolling thunder.

"It's good enough that Rotten Axe Mountain can hold off the Golden Yue Sect for us. If their Red-Eared Ancestor hadn't consumed a celestial peach in his youth, he would have died long ago. He's barely managing to stay alive now, and he'll pass away as soon as he leaves his cave. He can't possibly make a real move. The Heavenly Fox Senior of the Dead Sea of ​​Qingqiu is in a better situation, but they've already lost all confidence after being defeated by the Morality Sect. Do they really dare to face the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master?"

"I have intelligence sources saying that there was unusual activity at the foot of Qingqiu Mountain last month, with Heavenly Punishment splitting the mountain, and I suspect it was the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master who made the move... As long as the Morality Sect sends two Great True Monarchs with Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasures, and gathers cultivators from other sects, it will be difficult for us to retreat!"

Each of the five peaks of the Daode Sect is presided over by a Great True Lord.

Great peaks like Heavenly Punishment Peak, which enforce sect laws and punishments, even have more than one Great True Monarch.

On the surface, the Daoist sect alone could rival the outer sea demons in terms of high-level combat power.

"What we need is for the Moral Sect to take action. We live far away in the outer sea, with Rotten Axe Mountain and Qingqiu Dead Sea guarding the sacred mountain. There has been no sound of our own race in the inland for a long time... The best way to crush the fighting spirit of the human race in one fell swoop is to break their spine!"

The man speaking had striking features, as if sculpted by a knife and axe, and an arrogant expression. Even when he spoke at eye level, he exuded a sense of superiority.

His forehead was full, his eyes were emerald green, and there was a trace of gold hidden in them.

He is none other than the current master of Xingxiu Sea, the Dragon Lord who has been hiding as the leader of the outer sea demon race.

"Don't be fooled by the many sects that disdain the Morality Sect; deep down, they still acknowledge its status... Seeing this paragon of righteousness utterly defeated by us, he will naturally lose all fighting spirit. We can then easily sweep through the entire Eastern Region!"

"But can we win...?"

The bald, burly man hesitated for a moment. The more he interacted with human cultivators, the more he realized the power of those super sects in the Central Region.

"Within a hundred years, I will conquer the Eastern Region. If I encounter a human god-level being, call upon my name."

The Dragon Lord took out a recording crystal. He could not see the person, but only a dark shadow moving around. His voice was full of majesty.

"Brother Tie, you wouldn't disobey Elder Ao's decree, would you?"

"We will obey the decree of our ancestor and the Xuan Turtle clan will fight to the death on the battlefield."

The bald, burly man was startled and quickly bowed to the photographic crystal.

"Our ancestor has mastered the divine skill and is not afraid of Nascent Soul cultivators, but there are so many Great True Monarchs on the human side. Even if the three of us are made of iron, we can't hold out for long."

"It's alright. The Ancestor bestowed upon me a rare treasure. If those Great True Monarchs don't come, fine. But if they do, let them perish in the sea."

Long Jun patted the bulging belt around his waist, brimming with confidence.

The bald, muscular man was pleased that someone had taken on the most troublesome enemy.

In terms of strength, he dared not boast that he was stronger than the Dragon Lord.

But when it comes to survival, no demon below the Nascent Soul stage can outperform him.

Even if something unexpected happens, he is confident that he can lead his bastards back to their lair.

After discussing their next objective, the bald, muscular man leaped into the sea and rode away on the waves.

"Brother Whale, just bear with it a little longer. Once I obtain the essence blood of the sacred beast, I will definitely share some with you. Then you will be able to break free from the shackles of your bloodline and unleash your true self... Once the entire continent becomes the demon race's backyard, let's see how long he can hide!"

Dragon Lord gently patted a dark reef beside him, his expression sinister, gazing at the distant continent.

The reef actually moved and swam away, and the island beneath it emitted a whale-like cry that lasted for the length of an incense stick. The entire island shook twice, shaking several sea turtles into the sea.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this long and narrow island was actually an enormous demonic whale, its body covered in green moss and shellfish.

Some low-level demonic beasts even established nests on the demonic whale, making it their home.

Aside from the Nascent Soul Dragon, the Demon Whale, which ranks among the top three demons in the outer sea, is indeed surprising that it cannot even transform into human form.

This is because the Demon Whale inherits the bloodline of an ancient wild beast, making it powerful and difficult to control.

The bloodlines of wild beasts are incredibly powerful. They are the darlings of the creation of the world, and from the moment of their birth, they are surrounded by the true meaning of the Great Dao.

However, for demonic beasts, possessing the bloodline of wild beasts is not all good.

The vast majority of demonic beasts are dull-witted due to their wild beast bloodline. They are huge in size but lack intelligence, even compared to third-tier demonic beasts.

The Demon Whale is an anomaly among them, inheriting the bloodline of the ancient Kunpeng, and its growth seems to have no limits.

At the same time, they retained their intelligence and wisdom, but having grown to the peak of the fourth tier, let alone taking human form, even speaking was a luxury.

There is another way to completely refine the bloodline of the wild beast: to possess an even more powerful bloodline.

The most suitable blood essence for this realm is none other than that of a sacred beast.

The Dragon King shared this news with the Demon Whale, thus seizing upon its desire to transform into human form.

This powerful demon at the peak of the fourth tier, although it couldn't even transform into human form and was unfamiliar with magic and supernatural powers.

However, with this physique and physical strength, one might suspect that he had truly encountered an ancient beast, which would be a great help.

"Just be patient a little longer, it'll be almost there, it'll be really almost there..."

……

On Liangjie Mountain, people were bustling about.

Judging from the style of their Taoist robes, they were not all disciples of the Five Elements Sect; there were also quite a few cultivators from the Hundred Skills Sect, the Heavenly Heart Sect, and the Crimson Flame Sect.

These people have one characteristic: they all have several spirit insect pouches around their waists.

Although the Southern Region is famous for its insect-based Gu techniques, the proportion of cultivators who actually practice these techniques is not very high.

This skill was primarily mastered by native cultivators of the Dian Kingdom. Later, as the number of cultivators from the Central Region who migrated there increased, people began to take an interest in it.

It can only be said that those in the Southern Region have a significant advantage in terms of innate conditions for practicing insect and gu techniques.

Using local materials makes cultivation convenient and increases the probability of producing high-level spirit insects.

The fact that each cultivator carries a considerable number of spirit insect pouches must have some other reason; it's not a normal phenomenon.

“My Lord, today we have collected thirteen more types of toxins from the list you provided.”

Master Aoki bowed respectfully, with disciples behind him holding trays containing thirteen different kinds of containers.

"Okay, please copy down their required conditions and submit them. I will do it as soon as possible."

Bai Zichen put down the fragrant tea in his hand, took the tray with a hint of joy, and carefully put away all the containers on it.

"The reward remains in effect. I have other important matters to attend to, so I will have to trouble you with this matter."

Since deciding to come to the Ten Thousand Evil Mountains to cultivate the Hundred Poisons Jade Scale Bone, a piece of immortal bone, Bai Zichen began to study how to collect all nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of poisons.

It would take him decades or even centuries to traverse the Hundred Thousand Evil Mountains on his own.

Sometimes these things have nothing to do with cultivation level; when luck is bad, you can search three feet into the ground and still not find it.

Therefore, he quickly decided to seek help from the cultivators of the Dian Kingdom to collect the toxins.

He concealed himself behind the scenes and, in the name of the Five Elements Sect, issued a ceremony to the three Nascent Soul sects of the Dian Kingdom.

When the banquet was in full swing, Bai Zichen quietly made his appearance and, together with the experts from the three sects, finalized the list of those to acquire the poison.

Previously, such a move would have been considered somewhat high-profile.

His method of hiding behind the scenes wasn't particularly clever; anyone with a keen eye could easily find out the real mastermind.

However, everyone's attention was drawn to the great war between the two races in the Central Region, and even the cultivation world of the distant Dian Kingdom was no exception.

Furthermore, the Dead Sea of ​​Qingqiu is definitely being watched by the Daode Sect cultivators.

For a time, the Dian Kingdom became his most secure rear base, allowing him to fully utilize his abilities.

Bai Zichen claimed that he needed to collect 999 poisonous creatures in order to refine a magic weapon, and within ten days of asking, more than 200 kinds of poisonous insects were delivered.

It mainly consists of common poisonous insects or collections from various sects. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes, and the rate of progress will inevitably slow down.

He offered spirit stones, magical artifacts, and various spiritual materials as rewards... He said that if you wanted poisonous insects, he could negotiate the rest.

The main reason why the disciples of all sects were so enthusiastic was that the three major sects regarded the collection of poisons as their top priority and were pushing it forward with great effort.

This is, of course, because of Bai Zichen's influence.

Bai Zichen's actions in the Central Region of Dali have been reported back to the Southern Region, making the three sects secretly rejoice that True Monarch Bai was too lenient and did not take them seriously that day.

Otherwise, the Dian Kingdom today wouldn't even be able to muster a single Nascent Soul sect.

(End of this chapter)