Born with immortal seed

Chapter 633 Bai Zichen Borrows Swords from the Gentlemen
This was the first time Bai Zichen had used the complete version of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword, and before he even drew the sword, he had already injured himself.

He burned through a century of his lifespan to unleash his strongest sword strike.

It looks ordinary and unremarkable, but wherever it goes, even the starlight begins to age and fade.

The white flames parted to the two sides, and the palaces in the illusory image of the celestial court were all covered with a layer of gray, losing their vibrant colors.

It was like a hurricane had swept through; all the buildings were leaning and teetering on the brink of collapse.

After a brief stalemate, the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword sliced ​​through the illusory image of the Celestial Court and struck the Dragon Lord's body amidst his incredulous gaze.

The dragon's body aged rapidly, its scales fell off piece by piece, and the once harmonious and perfect two-colored body was now in strong conflict.

The crimson gold dimmed, the black ink swelled, and even the dragon whiskers turned white and developed large spots, exuding a strong aura of death.

The reason was that this extraordinary treasure was so powerful that even the Purple Star Thunder Sword, when unleashing its full power, was not confident it could cut through it.

In order to resolve the battle as soon as possible, and to completely end the great enemy, the Dragon Lord, who has been entangled with us for hundreds of years.

Only then did Bai Zichen dare to burn a hundred years of his lifespan, instantly elevating his Dao of Time to an unprecedented level.

Strands of time's true essence converged on the sword's blade; never before had such a rich and fulfilling battle been fought.

He even felt that he could use the Time Divine Power without the aid of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword to manifest the cycle of life and death that he had comprehended during his last seclusion.

To truly become the master of the true meaning of time, rather than merely the user of the supreme divine power of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword.

As the Dragon Lord's lifespan rapidly passed, an even purer and more flawless sword intent was hidden within the light of the Time Sword.

After assessment, although the conditions for being killed by the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword were not met, having his lifespan reduced twice was more serious than any physical injury.

It couldn't even maintain its original form; its dragon essence dissipated, and it directly transformed into a half-dragon humanoid.

In a daze, the great fear of impending death surged into his heart, and the Dragon King subconsciously bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of dragon blood from his heart.

A miniature blood dragon roared silently and imprinted itself on his chest. The Dragon Lord's ruthless nature was revealed, and he did not use his original dragon essence to activate his defensive and life-saving divine power.

Instead, five dragon claws on his hands grew rapidly, the Netherworld Dragon Claws flashing with dangerous light, and five points of blood light shot out from his body.

Even when faced with a desperate situation, it will still try to take the chance to perish together with others.

Confident in their powerful physique and vitality, dragons are more likely to survive a fatal attack than humans.

This was not the first time it had encountered such a situation in its life.

In the past few times, I've won the bet.

Unfortunately, this time the Dragon Lord was so distracted by the light of the Time Sword that he failed to see the dazzling lightning sword light that followed behind.

He subconsciously raised his palm, and a dragon claw flew into the sky, its lightning sword light piercing straight through his skull.

After the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword returned to the fifth rank, its unleashed power directly thwarted the Dragon Lord's plans.

As it fell, five ghostly dragon claws pierced Bai Zichen's chest, and even his five crystal-clear body couldn't block them.

But after it had sunk halfway in, a crisp collision sound was heard, and the dragon claw came to an abrupt stop.

It was blocked by the Undying Cave True Bone inside Bai Zichen's body, and only five small holes were made.

After sheathing the sword, the true meaning of time was exhausted, and a sense of emptiness immediately welled up.

Originally, I could stroll freely in the river of time, entering and exiting at any time, and I felt that I was not far from the real road of time.

The ability gained by burning one's lifespan lasts for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. After that, it's like going from a vast ocean to a narrow stream—it's impossible to adapt.

Once you've tasted the essence of the Great Way, you'll never want to let it go.

Not long after it happened, my body reacted, desperately wanting to experience it again.

I have to remind myself to use the 'True Azure Emperor Longevity Sword' as infrequently as possible in the future, and to be extremely cautious.

To avoid becoming addicted and unable to extricate oneself from this addiction.

He tried to activate the 'True Azure Emperor Longevity Sword' against any random opponent, but before he even reached the Nascent Soul stage, he exhausted his own life.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, I never expected you to actually slay the Dragon Lord..."

Yu Ziliang's eyes lit up, and he came over to greet him.

"When the battle between Ancestor Gong and Elder Ao was fierce, a female cultivator who seemed to have been asleep since ancient times suddenly appeared, broke through the void, and embarked on the correct path to ascension. The two humans and the demon all entered the ascension passage, but it is unknown whether they will be able to successfully reach the Earthly Immortal Realm!"

"I could smell the decaying and old aura emanating from that Nascent Soul female cultivator from a great distance. She must be an old woman who is tens of thousands of years old... However, she seems to have mastered the Great Dao of Space, which allows her to effectively bypass some of the void turbulence during her ascension!"

"A female cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, the Great Dao of Space..."

For some reason, the image of the Ice Soul Fairy, whom he had fought before, naturally came to Bai Zichen's mind.

At that time, she had just woken up from the coffin in the underworld. She had the realm but did not know how to use it, and she did not reveal any supernatural powers or secret techniques.

Both of them displayed the Great Dao of Space. They exchanged several moves in a flash, and neither could gain the upper hand for the time being, so they leisurely left.

"So, it seems that Peak Master Huang Ting has already passed away?"

Bai Zichen gazed into the distance and came face to face with the ugly ape standing on the cloud.

Although the monkey was disheveled and covered in wounds, and its emerald green fishing rod was still swaying back and forth, it was not funny at all.

They could only feel the terrifying pressure of the giant ape. Without the other Nascent Soul cultivators to resist and restrain it, its power continued to spread.

"Indeed, the Peak Master was ambushed by an unknown demon, but he severely injured Ancestor Red Ear before he died. If all the Great True Monarchs join forces, they may be able to make it fear and retreat on its own."

Before Yu Ziliang could finish speaking, the giant ape stretched out its intact long arm and suddenly grabbed him.

All I could feel was the darkness of the world, the flying sand and stones, and the walls of copper and iron that stretched to the heavens and the earth, leaving me with no way to escape.

Even the void was completely sealed off, leaving no place for it to hide.

The Taoist Baoxuan tried to stop him, but he covered himself with the Taiping Mother Talisman, and thousands of talismans gathered into a golden hand.

The moment his palm touched Old Ancestor Red Ear, he was sent flying away as if swatting a fly.

It exploded into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, leaving a deep gash tens of meters deep on the ground, and then embedded itself in the mountain wall, its fate unknown.

The fact that it didn't shatter into dust is thanks to the unparalleled defensive capabilities of the Taiping Mother Talisman, which can rival some of the strongest purely defensive treasures in the cultivation world.

Several Great True Lords who had originally intended to intervene all backed down upon seeing this scene.

Even a severely injured fifth-tier demon lord still possesses a Nascent Soul True Monarch-level combat power that is insurmountable; we had underestimated him far too much before.

"They actually attacked me directly, realizing that I was the biggest threat among the remaining human cultivators? It seems that killing the Dragon Lord was too conspicuous, and it will be impossible for me to keep a low profile in the future."

Bai Zichen's brow twitched. However, with the death of one of the old patriarchs of the Moral Sect's Nascent Soul stage and the ascension of another, it was indeed his turn to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

Without a second thought, he drew the Purple Star Thunder Sword and swung it forward.

It was as if thousands upon thousands of swords were swung out simultaneously, combining and changing with each other, frantically dismantling under that furry giant hand.

A single finger was struck millions of times, collapsing and disintegrating like quicksand. The giant hand pushed him hundreds of feet away until he finally exhausted himself.

Or rather, it was completely consumed by the sword light.

"Good, as expected of a legendary immortal. It's a real shame you were born in this world... If you had been born in the Immortal Realm, you would probably have been taken in as a disciple by a powerful being, and you would have been able to cultivate techniques that lead directly to the path of immortality from a young age, without the various natural disasters and man-made calamities that would have distracted you."

The Red-Eared Ancestor slowly rose from the clouds, which didn't even cover half of its body.

"Having killed you here, the reward bestowed by the Demon God must be quite generous!"

The initial attempt failed, causing it to lose face, so there was no way it would hold back the second time.

Despite the pain of the emerald green fishing rod sprouting and growing into the demon's body as she struggled to move, she could not help but endure the agony.

The giant hand stretched out and pressed down, attracting countless rays of light from outer space to fall on the back of the hand.

The palm of your hand corresponds to the ground, which begins to sink and crack, and the land dries up and turns into stone.

All the cultivators buckled at the knees and fell to the ground. Even without direct targeting, they could not withstand the pressure and terrifying gravity of the Nascent Soul stage.

The giant hand, imbued with countless times the force of gravity, slowly pressed down, connecting with the Earth's magnetic field.

There is no way to break this before reaching the level of a deity.

Without needing any fancy bloodline abilities, the Red-Eared Ancestor's thousands of years of collecting and refining extraterrestrial meteorite iron has cultivated his ability to utilize primordial magnetic power.

Those with lower cultivation levels were forced to prostrate themselves on the ground, almost crushed into a meat patty.

It's much better once you reach the Nascent Soul stage; you can still move with difficulty.

The same applies to ordinary areas. In the core area of ​​the palm, even a Great True Lord can only obediently wait for the giant palm to descend and crush everything into dust.

“Fellow Daoist, I can be reborn in the Tushita Heaven after my death. Why don’t I help you break through the giant palm so you can escape? In terms of importance to the human race, you are ten times more important than me. Don’t act rashly and perish here. When you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you will be able to wipe out all the fifth-tier demon lords.”

With a pained expression, Yu Ziliang used the Demon-Slaying Sword to support himself on the ground and spoke with difficulty.

He still has a final trump card bestowed upon him by the Daoist Master. It's impossible for him to use it to defeat the Crimson-Eared Ancestor, but it wouldn't be difficult to create an opportunity for one of his men to escape.

As for rebirth, it's not a lie.

The Dongxuan Hundred Generations True Scripture's techniques are indeed miraculous; it can indeed pre-set the rebirth location and reunite the body with the help of thousands of lights.

However, the prerequisite for the primordial spirit to return to its place and be reborn in the lamplight is that it has not encountered an opponent at the Nascent Soul level, as such cultivators already have the ability to trace the source of their attacks.

If even the slightest disturbance to one's soul occurs, even with the protection of the Dao lineage master, the final outcome remains uncertain.

If the Red-Eared Ancestor refuses to let go, he can only lament his bad luck and choose to believe in the strength of the Daoist Master.

All who are born must die; dying young is not necessarily a sign of an early death.

After a thousand years, who will know of honor and disgrace?

For some reason, this eulogy suddenly appeared in Bai Zichen's mind, as if someone was softly reciting it, in a desolate and lonely place.

As I zoomed in, I saw Senior Brother Liang, whom I hadn't seen in my memories for a long time.

This was the very phrase that Senior Brother Liang liked best when he was alive. He had no relatives or clansmen, no disciples or successors, he took the Qingfeng Sect as his home, and every cultivator in the Law Enforcement Hall as his disciple.

He treated Bai Zichen, a junior disciple with whom he had no relation, as his own nephew and took good care of him. Unfortunately, Bai Zichen died young before he could form his core, and he did not get to witness the glory of the Qingfeng Sect.

"Although the Central Region is vast, there is no place for me to retreat even a step further."

Bai Zichen glanced at Yu Ziliang, staring at the Si Sha Demon-Slaying Sword for a long time, lost in thought.

Today, facing the Red-Eared Ancestor's escape, it's hard to imagine when I'll ever be able to mend my mental state.

Moreover, what better opportunity could a fifth-tier demon lord, who is already so badly injured, have to challenge someone of a higher level?
The next time, even if I become stronger, the Red-Eared Ancestor will recover from his injuries, and the gap between us will widen even further.

It would be better to take this opportunity to have a decisive battle with the Red-Eared Ancestor and see if the myth of reversing the transformation into a god can be achieved.

Bai Zichen reached out and touched the trembling blade of the sword, his anger surging, as he felt a deep-seated hatred for all demons.

With a thought, Little White Nascent Soul leaped out of the Niwan Palace, carrying the Supreme Pure Micro Sword Box. He slapped the sword box, and all the flying swords rushed out, swirling around his body.

At the same time, the aura of the sword box was fully unleashed, elevating the swordsmanship to its peak.

In a hazy moment, he touched upon the supreme realm of "one sword gives rise to all laws".

At the same time, I heard the voices of all the sword spirits.

There were flying swords that he had refined, and there were flying swords that did not belong to him. His sword heart was clear and revealed them as they were.

Take the Demon-Slaying Sword next to me as an example. The sword spirit only has the obsession of "kill, kill, kill, kill all the demons in the world" and is completely unable to communicate with it.

"Black Mountain Bai Zichen requests your swords to slay a fifth-tier demon lord!"

He stood in mid-air, holding the Purple Star Thunder Sword, and entered a mysterious state, his voice resounding across the earth.

The words came from his mouth and were also transmitted and spread by the little purple sword spirit.

All the flying swords followed behind, moving back and forth, and the sword light gradually merged into one.

The greatest gain from the pre-battle seclusion was not the refinement of immortal bones, nor the improvement of swordsmanship.

Instead of simply learning from predecessors, he finally forged his own path of swordsmanship based on the Star River Sword Formation.

Bai Zichen of Heishan requests to borrow a sword from you all!

The sound echoed repeatedly, reaching the ears of all the cultivators. The sword cultivators were astonished to find that their own flying swords were trembling wildly, as if they were about to fly away.

The sword spirit remained where it was, not because it was forced to stay by its master, but because it felt ashamed and unworthy to go.

hum!
The most recent one, the Demon-Slaying Sword, charged forward first, its red and black light flowing across its blade, eager to join the fray.

He circled the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword once and deliberately entered the sword light.

As a fifth-tier flying sword, the sword lights behind it all made way for it, and it quickly rushed to the front line.

Yu Ziliang's hands went numb from the shock, and he was thrown back by the Si Sha Demon-Slaying Sword, staring in disbelief at the scene.

Although he never truly refined the Demon-Slaying Sword, it was bestowed upon him by the Daoist Master after a simple refinement, and he had communicated with the fifth-tier sword spirit, so he could easily control it.

Or rather, as long as the goal is to kill the demon race, this fifth-tier flying sword doesn't need any mobilization; it's very proactive on its own.

Yu Ziliang never expected that Bai Zichen would simply call out and the Demon-Slaying Sword would be thrown to him.

Before it was over, a golden crow swayed and flew in, its blazing heat as if it had arrived on the surface of the sun, in a world of flames.

The next moment, two more sword cries rang out, and two sword lights flew up from the crowd.

These are respectively Kong Bai's Killing Demon Sword and Li Fengzi's Azure Lotus Holy Sword.

The latter was truly refined by Li Fengzi, but after seeing the Five Emperors Golden Crow Sword, he voluntarily gave away the Azure Lotus Holy Sword.

Finally, a sword light emanated from the nascent form of its own grotto-heaven. The Nanming Lihuo Sword voluntarily submitted, releasing its restrictions and becoming a member of the sword light.

The arrival of five fifth-tier flying swords more than doubled the prestige surrounding Bai Zichen.

They all obediently followed behind the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, forming a giant sword light.

Led by the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, fifth-tier flying swords took shape, followed closely by fourth-tier flying swords, their sword light intertwining into an array.

(End of this chapter)