Born with immortal seed

Chapter 630: Turning the Sky

"When the tide turns against us, I will turn the tide!"

His slender figure slowly stood up, revealing his short stature, yet as he rose, he appeared towering and imposing.

From the highest heavens to the deepest earth, his true presence can be felt in every corner of the universe.

Even from tens of millions of miles away, deep within the grotto heavens, all cultivators at the Great True Monarch level and above could feel a slight tremor in their hearts.

It is everywhere; it can be reached at a thought.

The Measuring Ruler is a rare treasure in the cultivation world that was not passed down from ancient or medieval times, but was forged in the modern era.

The first magic weapon that Gong Shu, the master of Tianfa Peak, refined after achieving the Core Formation, accompanied him throughout his growth.

Just like its owner, it ascended to the highest level of spiritual treasure.

It could even be said that it is unique in the entire cultivation world.

The right palm is extended, as if pressing down with fingers, or plucking a non-existent string.

A brilliant light shone in all directions, penetrating the layer of gales and illuminating the ancient, silent outer world.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, with millions of cosmic rays of various colors shuttling back and forth, countless stars rapidly contracting and exploding, and in the deepest part, a colossal beast with an immeasurable size and a hideous, ferocious appearance.

Anyone who glances up at it will lose their composure, their senses will be overwhelmed, and they will be plunged into boundless panic.

The Heavenly Ruler, spanning the sky, blocked the way for the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master and Ao Laolong, dividing the entire battlefield in two.

At this moment, it was crumbling inch by inch, withdrawing its boundless light. A long, blood-curdling cry rang out, and a phantom could be vaguely seen exploding.

Points of white light scattered out, and a power that should not appear in this world was born, causing the Mountain and River Cauldron to tremble slightly and fall down a bit.

The invincible and unstoppable Creation Treasure has finally met its true opponent. With a swift turn, countless mountains and rivers appear outside the cauldron.

The mountain range, connected by landslides and collapses, and the long, winding rivers dried up, all dissipated the pressure.

Compared to the cultivation continent that evolved from the Mountain and River Cauldron, it is but a drop in the ocean, occupying only a tiny corner.

"From a magical artifact to the ultimate level of a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, almost becoming one with it, it actually dared to burn its own essence and destroy its own spirit... Old man Gong, have you gone mad?!"

Ao Laolong was shocked; for the first time in his millennia-long plan, an unexpected situation had arisen.

It hadn't expected the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master to be so decisive.

The Measuring Ruler, a natal magic weapon that has accompanied the user from the Core Formation stage to the late Nascent Soul stage, is no ordinary natal magic weapon when it self-destructs; it is almost equivalent to the disintegration of the Nascent Soul and the burning of the primordial spirit.

What's even more unexpected is that the time to advance to the Heavenly Treasure level is only two or three thousand years at most, and it is already rare to be able to advance to the highest grade repeatedly.

It can also ignite its spirit through self-destruction, gaining power close to that of a sixth-tier treasure.

Even in the Earthly Immortal Realm, there is an insurmountable gap between the fifth and sixth ranks.

"As expected of old man Gong, he's just barely clinging to life, only to live a little longer... If it were an ordinary sixth-tier treasure, you might actually be able to fool him, but the Mountain and River Cauldron is a creation treasure born at the beginning of this world!"

Ao Laolong pressed one of his dragon claws onto the Mountain and River Cauldron. The long years had left their mark on his demonic body, and his dragon scales had been worn smooth and dull, like ordinary iron.

It was formed under the terrifying pressure of the deep water, which could turn everything into dust, and was washed by the water again and again, forming a stark contrast with the black and gold scales of the Dragon King.

The dragon claws quickly withered, the flesh disappeared, leaving only a dragon skin covering them, making them look emaciated.

Meanwhile, the Mountain and River Cauldron seemed to have taken a powerful tonic, its map covered in a layer of blood, and it pushed back the Measuring Ruler that had taken the initiative.

Moreover, the Mountain and River Cauldron flew away from Ao Laolong, and the cauldron lid was lifted up. The powerful suction force emitted caused the earth veins of the entire area to tremble and wail.

The earth churned up, making a loud rumbling sound.

"The sky is about to collapse, is it really too late for me to hold it up..."

The Heavenly Punishment Peak Master stumbled, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

The sixth-order power gained from the self-destruction of the Heavenly Ruler was rapidly dissipating, while the Mountain and River Cauldron was inexhaustible, much like the difference between a strong adult and a weak child.

quack!
A golden light shot out from the horizon, occupying a place among the four divisions of the Divine Transformation Qi.

It was a golden crow flying with fireworks dripping from its wings, its feathers drooping down, stretching for miles.

From the moment it came into view to the moment it joined the battlefield, it flapped its wings only once.

An invisible giant hand appeared, reached forward and grasped, revealing the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword, one of the three great divine swords of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect, in its palm.

With a single sword strike, it was as if the sun god had descended to earth, and a new great sun had appeared.

This is a world of pure fire, where nothing else can be tolerated; everything is burned to ashes.

Ao Laolong directly spewed out a ball of Xuanming Divine Water, forming a water curtain.

Only a single spiritual spring can refine a single drop of Xuanming Heavy Water.

Only a million drops of Xuanming Heavy Water have the chance to condense into a single drop of Xuanming Divine Water under special conditions.

In the entire world, apart from Ao Laolong, who is located at the bottom of the eye of the vast ocean, no one else has the conditions and the corresponding strength to do so.

This one thing took a whole thousand years to form.

The golden crow crashed onto the water curtain silently, but a large amount of smoke was generated, which in the blink of an eye turned into a sea of ​​clouds.

The two great paths of water and fire were evenly matched, but the invisible giant hand could not last. After a short while, Ao Laolong seized the opportunity and used his dragon tail to lash it away, only paying the price of leaving a charred burn.

"Fellow Daoist Lü of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect? No, it was merely a lingering spirit, only enough to deliver a single blow with the help of the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword. As expected of a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, his will endures even after death, and he was able to unleash this final sword strike upon sensing the peril of humanity!"

The Heavenly Punishment Peak Master was invigorated, but quickly realized it was merely the lingering sword intent of a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

No wonder he couldn't continue and was knocked away by Ao Laolong after only a short time.

At least it distracted Ao Laolong and bought him some time.

Just as the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword was knocked away, the sea of ​​clouds churned, starlight descended, and two more Nascent Soul auras appeared.

They were two gaunt old men, their robes revealing nothing beneath. Starlight mingled with the sea of ​​clouds, their movements swift and unpredictable, making them impossible for even Nascent Soul cultivators to detect.

Nebula's Twin Saints!

Two fellow disciples of the Tianxing Sect, close in age, shared a deep bond. They entered the sect together, cultivated together, and advanced in rank together.

Even the Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation stages were achieved almost simultaneously, creating a legendary tale in the cultivation world.

It was under their leadership that the Tianxing Sect completed its transformation from an ordinary Nascent Soul sect to a major Deity Transformation sect.

Furthermore, it pushed the techniques of Star Escape and Cloud Escape to an unprecedented level.

They were said to have traversed every forbidden and secret realm in the cultivation world without ever having been there, as if walking on flat ground.

At this moment, they once again appeared together to fight against the powerful demon race.

"The stars shine together, the celestial phenomena are auspicious, and the flowing light is endless... This is the most luminous, the most righteous, the most spiritual, and the most majestic, encompassing all things in the universe!"

The two sages of Nebula exchanged a glance, then clapped their hands together. The starlight and sea of ​​clouds merged into two chains, which appeared directly on Ao Laolong's body.

It sinks into the demon's body, almost imperceptible, and whenever it struggles or moves, the Nebula Chains will appear.

Conversely, it will disappear quietly.

"Good timing! I am not alone on this path!"

The Heavenly Punishment Peak Master laughed loudly, opened his palm, and the Boundless Ruler once again condensed in his hand.

Without even looking, he swung his sword and smashed it towards the dragon's head.

Restricted by the Nebula Chains, Ao Laolong's control over the Mountain and River Cauldron was significantly weakened. He was only able to pass through the illusory image of mountains and rivers with the help of the white mist hidden in the cauldron.

Otherwise, if someone were to be hit on the head by the measuring rod, their dragon head might burst open, and blood would gush out.

However, after doing all this, the already illusory bodies of the Nebula Twin Saints dissipated, and the two passed away peacefully with smiles on their faces.

This is the only outcome of a Nascent Soul cultivator who has reached the end of his lifespan leaving his grotto-heaven and forcibly taking action.

No one can escape the laws of heaven and earth, and the supervision of the Great Dao of Life.

If one lives a thousand years by hiding in a grotto-heaven, then when one is reborn, death will come exceptionally quickly.

Even a powerful being at the Nascent Soul stage would be caught off guard and might not even have time to utter a final word.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, starlight fell like raindrops, as if scattered across the mortal world.

Then, fluffy clouds, like willow catkins, drifted in and floated in the air.

Two silent cries of sorrow filled everyone's hearts, causing them to burst into tears.

This is the story of a deity's demise, a tragedy that grieves heaven and earth.

As is customary, such a scene would last at least nine days and nine nights.

The Nebula Twin Saints have fallen, but the Nebula Chains they brought with them have been preserved, helping the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master regain half of the initiative.

The current situation is that the Mountain and River Cauldron is unable to exert its full power, as it is being held back by Ao Laolong.

The Heavenly Punishment Peak Master can unleash his full power, showcasing the strength of the number one cultivator in the cultivation world to the fullest.

Tell the demon race why it is widely believed among humans that if they had been born tens of thousands of years earlier, the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master would have already reached the peak of the Divine Transformation stage and ascended to the Upper Realm.

The two sides traded blows, resulting in a stalemate.

However, the power of the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master could not last, and the Measuring Ruler was already a fraction shorter than it had been at the beginning.

The difference lies in the fact that the Mountain and River Cauldron can fight for another ten or a hundred years without getting tired.

Just as the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master was pondering a way out of the predicament, he felt another pang of pain in his heart. The high platform in the distance collapsed with a roar, and countless scrolls and shadows spontaneously ignited.

White cranes cried out, auspicious beasts lowered their heads, and rows of figures sat behind, holding books and reciting in unison.

Most of the children here are human, but some are teenagers with obviously demonic appearances, and they are living together peacefully.

After the image flashed by, it shattered into countless afterimages.

Once again, heaven and earth grieved together. In an instant, a torrential rain arrived, accompanied by cries of sorrow, and streams quickly accumulated on the ground.

Without even looking, one can tell that it was the fall of Peak Master Huang Ting.

The Heavenly Punishment Peak Master forbade himself to think about why the Yellow Court Peak Master had been defeated so quickly.

Logically speaking, there is a difference in their realm and strength, but it is not a qualitative difference.

The pre-arranged plan was for Huang Tingfeng to adopt a conservative approach and observe the changing circumstances.

Is this sudden change a sign that Master Huang Tingfeng, who is not good at life-or-death battles, wants to change and actively alter his tactics?

Or is it that the Crimson-Eared Ancestor is hiding his supernatural powers, and his true strength is much greater than it appears?

Regardless, the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master's situation has become much more difficult.

……

"Who am I, who am I..."

A cold and beautiful female cultivator walked through the wind and snow, step by step, as if the battlefield, which had become a human wasteland and was littered with blood and flesh, was nothing to her.

During her journey, not a single cultivator approached her, but a demonic beast attempted to attack her.

Even if the residual force occasionally reaches them and blood splatters, snowflakes will block it.

Dressed in a plain white robe, untouched by the elements, he had reached the very center of the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)