Born with immortal seed

Chapter 658 Turtle Clan Cemetery
Stimulated by the essence of the sacred beast, the Yin-Yang Eyes of the Candle Dragon displayed divine power far exceeding normal levels.

Originally, it only allowed me to break through the barrier and see the scenery hundreds of thousands of miles away.

But at this moment, the light shooting from his pupils illuminated a small part of the Chongming Sea.

In this ocean, which was deeper than ink, turtle demons frantically dodged the beams of light and dived deeper into the ocean.

Two auras that had reached the fourth rank flashed by, and no tortoise dared to resist, only wanting to avoid the terrifying human cultivator behind it.

The status of the Primordial Longevity Turtle in the Deep Sea is no lower than that of the Red-Eared Ancestor in Rotten Axe Mountain.

Although it has not reached the level of a demon lord, its long lifespan of tens of thousands of years has allowed it to witness the growth of generation after generation of its race.

For the other turtle demons, as long as the Primordial Longevity Turtle still exists, the sky will not fall, even if the two demon lords of the demon race are no longer there.

The ancient tortoise, a symbol of near-immortality, was killed by human cultivators at the gates of its own territory, plunging these tortoise demons into a nightmare.

The ancient tortoise once said that as long as it didn't want to die, even a Nascent Soul demon lord couldn't do anything to it.

Considering the terrifying rumors circulating from the front lines—that a peerless swordsman had reappeared among humans, single-handedly slaying a demon lord—all the turtle demons were now convinced.

The beam of light continued to extend, passing over these bizarre turtle demons, and illuminated a crystal palace.

The palace is majestic, with a base of cold jade and pillars of black ice, and the whole structure looks like it was carved from a piece of pure and flawless crystal.

The interior features winding corridors and crisscrossing waterways, with magnificent and enormous coral reefs scattered throughout.

The dome is inlaid with countless rare gems, emitting a soft glow, as if the starry sky has fallen into the deepest part of the vast ocean.

"Such a wonder exists in the vast ocean, a scene straight out of a celestial realm..."

Some Core Formation cultivators were so engrossed in watching that they were muttering to themselves with their mouths open.

"Judging from the style and scale, it doesn't seem to be built by the demon race, but rather by the human race... However, since the first day of its birth, the Chongming Sea has been in the hands of the demon race, and no human has ever set foot in it. Even if it was built by kidnapping human cultivators, it is not something that can be done by just a few people. There is no reason for it to happen so quietly."

Chen Ze was slightly better; he was able to make a calm analysis.

"It is possible that this crystal palace existed before the arrival of the demon race."

Bai Zichen's gaze moved forward again, to a graveyard filled with white bones, where one turtle demon after another had passed away.

Each of the stark white bones was covered with a tortoise shell.

Some were as large as hills, others as small as baskets; their numbers were countless.

Everyone shuddered, shocked by what they saw.

"The tortoise cemetery is where all the turtles crawled to their final resting place at the end of their lives."

Bai Zichen became interested and unleashed a sword light that encircled the cultivators following him.

"Don't leave the sword circle, and I'll be able to protect you. I'll go check out the cemetery ahead."

Unlike humans, even in the sacred lands of the demon race's royal court, there may not be many overt gains.

For demons, no amount of material possessions is as useful as a strong physical body, and they rarely have the habit of storing spiritual materials.

This cemetery should contain the remains of all the great turtle demons who died of natural causes throughout the history of the Chongming Sea.

Fourth-tier great demons are fine, but unless it's a rare species like the Primordial Longevity Turtle that has reached the pinnacle of the fourth tier, I have little interest in them.

However, if there were the remains of a fifth-order demon lord, then it would be completely different.

Upon entering the cemetery, the atmosphere changed drastically, with gusts of cold wind blowing and ghostly figures seemingly lingering.

Too many powerful demons have slumbered here, altering the nature of this place and transforming it into a realm of the dead.

"Sabertoothed turtle, if it had come ten thousand years ago, these bone spurs would have been excellent materials for forging swords..."

Bai Zichen strolled among them, even taking the time to comment on the tortoise shells on both sides.

"Golden coin turtle, I didn't realize there really was such a turtle. It's a pity, otherwise I would have been very interested in keeping one as a pet."

This is a tortoise demon the size of a millstone, with bones that gleam with gold, as do its shells.

The ground near the remains was a reddish-gold color, which was distinctly different from that ten feet away.

The Golden Coin Turtle is a type of turtle that only exists in folk tales.

When limbs crawl across a place, the soil turns to gold.

The place where they reside will accumulate veins of red gold.

Those who possess this turtle will have abundant wealth, hence its name "Golden Turtle".

This story is widely circulated in the cultivation world, but everyone treats it as anecdotes, and no one has ever actually raised a golden tortoise.

Seeing this today, it's very likely that the rumors are true.

The golden coin turtle's ability to alter the landscape and gather mineral veins is not unfounded.

After thinking for a moment, he collected the remains of the golden tortoise and sent them into the cave.

Further along the way, the remains of the tortoise demons were all at least level four in life, as can be seen from the texture of their shells.

Bai Zichen didn't accept them all; he only picked out a few special turtle demon remains to take away.

For example, a tortoise shell covered with pearls is filled with pure water-based energy.

Even if he didn't know the origin of this tortoise, he knew that these pearls, once refined, would be of great benefit to cultivators practicing water-based techniques. They could be said to be better than any pills that could enhance cultivation, because there was no pill poison or pill resistance involved.

There was also a thick tortoise shell, like a door panel, which produced a crisp metallic sound when tapped with a finger.

He infused a wisp of true essence into the key, and as he turned around, two wisps of sword energy shot out, knocking away the two skeletons from afar.

"A giant tortoise capable of transforming sword energy, that's truly extraordinary..."

The vengeful spirits that jumped out from the road would have caused an ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarch to be flustered for a while, but for Bai Zichen, it was just a matter of a slight twitch of his fingers, and a sword thread would leap out and kill them.

It instantly turned into wisps of smoke, making it impossible to even get close.

Reaching the very end, I vaguely sensed a sense of oppression, knowing that I was getting close to the remains of the Demon Lord I was looking for.

Turning past a wall of bones, above a pile of white bones, lay a green turtle, no bigger than the palm of a hand, as green as jade.

Its entire body is emerald green, translucent and flawless, allowing one to see the other side through its body.

Unlike other remains, it showed no signs of decay.

If it weren't for the rigid pressure and the complete lack of vitality, it could truly impersonate a Nascent Soul Demon Lord.

"A turtle demon who has reached the level of a demon lord, and the current master of the Chongming Sea..."

Bai Zichen stopped in his tracks, maintaining a certain degree of awe towards the Nascent Soul Demon Lord.

"However, it still retains its demonic body and has not merged with the mountains and earth. It seems that not every demon lord is like the Red-Eared Ancestor."

He used the Yin-Yang Eyes of the Candle Dragon to scan the Jade Turtle back and forth to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Even if a powerful being at the level of a Demon Lord is dead, and only their remains exist, one should not be careless.

After confirming that there was nothing amiss, Bai Zichen summoned the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, and with a flash of sword light, he prepared to bring the Azure Turtle back.

Boom!
The Azure Turtle suddenly opened its eyes, which were the size of mung beans, and bit down hard on the sword light. A green light instantly transmitted to the Purple Star Thunder Sword.

"Such a potent toxin!"

The little purple sword spirit only had time to utter this sound before it stumbled and staggered as if it were drunk.

Another emerald light, transmitted to him through some unknown connection, also reached him.

It might only be one percent of the total toxins, but that would be enough to kill a Great True Lord.

Bai Zichen raised his left arm and calmly wiped away the emerald light, erasing it with a pinch of his fingers.

He even reached out to touch the Purple Star Thunder Sword, and a suction force came from his left arm bone, sucking all the green light away.

Is there still any problem?

Bai Zichen was concerned about the little purple sword spirit, and he regarded the deadly poison, which was enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, as nothing.

"It's alright now. This fifth-tier poison has been brewing for ten thousand years and came on too strong... If it had been refined for several months, it would have been able to wake up."

Having been ambushed by a dead Nascent Soul demon, the sword spirit was almost poisoned, and the little purple sword spirit's voice clearly showed some embarrassment.

It would be beneath its master's intervention to save it, as it is the foremost sword among all swords and transcends the boundaries of this world.

"That's best."

Bai Zichen has refined the Hundred Poisons Jade Scale Bone, making him fearless of all the strange poisons in the world.

It's unclear whether poisons in the Immortal Realm can be blocked, but at least fifth-order poisons in the Human Realm are effective.

It was precisely because of this immortal bone that he dared to act so recklessly.

After absorbing all the toxins, the Hundred Poison Jade Scale Bone emitted a faint green light and gave a feeling of fullness.

It seems that for it, consuming toxins is a form of feeding.

Once it's full, the digestion time needs to be reset.

The jade turtle had been dead for so many years, and all it had was this one skill; it still obediently fell into his hands.

It was only the size of a fist, but the jade turtle weighed a thousand pounds. I could feel something was wrong as soon as I picked it up.

"I don't recall any fifth-tier turtles like this. It's obvious that they're known for their venom. It's a pity I don't cultivate venomous supernatural powers, otherwise I could master venomous arts just from this turtle shell."

Bai Zichen cast several restrictions, enveloping the jade turtle in layers.

Although the probability is extremely low, we still need to be wary that it may still have a poison attack that hasn't been launched yet.

He himself was not afraid, but he couldn't withstand the fact that just a little bit of this poison could kill all the other creatures in the cave.

Having obtained the remains of the first fifth-tier demon lord, Bai Zichen's interest was greatly increased, but after searching the entire tomb, he did not find a second demon lord's remains.

Under normal circumstances, the remains of a Nascent Soul Demon Lord would definitely become the core item that all demons would fight over.

If it weren't for the special properties of the Jade Turtle, other demons would most likely have been affected by the poison if they rashly used it, and it wouldn't have survived to this day.

The history of Chongming Sea is the youngest among the three major holy lands of the demon race in the Black Sea.

The ancient tortoise said it witnessed the life and death of several demon lords, which should refer to the entire Black Sea region, rather than just the Chongming Sea.

"Huh, this can also form a spiritual eye artifact... That's really strange, even the remains and tortoise shell can take shape. However, unlike normal spiritual eye artifacts, it actually leans towards the Netherworld."

Bai Zichen looked at the withered nest made of several white bones in front of him, which was connected to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth above and the netherworld energy below.

Like the conventional spiritual spring eye and spiritual eye wood heart, it exudes a faint spiritual aura.

However, it is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that ordinary cultivators are accustomed to, but pure nether energy. If ghost cultivators were to see it, they would be overjoyed.

"Even if we don't use it after moving it to the cave, let's just consider it as adding variety to the place."

Bai Zichen pulled out the withered nest of white bones, and countless ghostly figures roared in the cemetery.

Unmoved, he moved it to the edge of the cave, whereupon dark clouds pressed down and a chilling wind swept through.

Several cracks appeared on the ground, and countless skeletal hands squeezed out, filled with thick, dark energy.

All the spiritual herbs that were originally growing there have died out, and the Netherworld White Flowers have bloomed again on the ground. There is no way that there could be any color other than black and white.

If Bai Zichen hadn't intentionally controlled it, the area of ​​this underworld would have continued to expand.

After all, the White Bone Nest is a spiritual object of much higher quality than the previous Spirit Eye Spring and other similar items.

But with a promising future and no intention of switching to the path of ghosts, he naturally wouldn't expand the area of ​​the underworld within his cave by even an inch.

Unless one reaches the level of a deity and the cave world expands a hundredfold, there will be no further adjustments.

"Let's leave the remaining tortoise shells to the younger generation. It would be a waste for me to take them all... We'll notify Li Guizhen and the others to come over later. The Qingfeng Sect will take the lion's share, and the Yulong Sect will take the smaller share."

From an emotional perspective, Bai Zichen joined the sect when he was in the Qi Refining stage, went through life and death together, and had good teachers and helpful friends, as well as a personally taught disciple.

The Fish-Dragon Sect, which has absolutely no connection to the other sects, is naturally incomparable.

However, when he dug open the ancestral hall, he took out the essence blood of the sacred beast left by the ancestor and read Bai Muxing's jade slip legacy.

Even though Bai Muxing had traveled to the Black Mountain thousands of miles away, he had no lingering attachment to the Fish Dragon Sect, but he had endless longing for his master who had sacrificed himself for his disciples.

Even on his deathbed, he was thinking about returning to Chilong Island to tell everyone that the Chiming lineage had not been severed and that it would be carried forward and flourish under his leadership.

Unfortunately, due to limitations in cultivation, it was just a fleeting dream.

Therefore, in his will, he repeatedly instructed the descendants of the Bai family that if they cultivated to the Core Formation stage and extracted the essence blood of the sacred beast, they must pass on the Chiming lineage.

The ultimate goal, of course, is to return to Chilong Island and make the Chiming lineage the main lineage.

Bai Zichen has already accomplished all of this, and has far exceeded expectations.

Those descendants of the Bai family who practiced the Crimson Nirvana Technique all became leaders of the Fish-Dragon Sect, while the other main branches became auxiliary branches of the past.

However, the karma of the sacred beast's blood essence was too heavy, and Bai Zichen still felt that this reward was insufficient.

At the very least, the Fish Dragon Sect must be restored to its status as a Nascent Soul level sect, so that it can have a place in the Black Sea and successfully pass on its legacy.

For Bai Zichen now, this is not difficult to do; it's simply a matter of allocating resources.

Just like this tortoise cemetery, any piece of remains could change the fate of a Core Formation cultivator.

Besides the fifth-tier Azure Tortoises, Bai Zichen only took four or five, leaving at least several hundred intact tortoise remains lying quietly in the tomb.

With this resource alone, both the Qingfeng Sect and the Yulong Sect could be stuffed.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Fish-Dragon Sect only has a few members now; it won't be a hundred years before it returns to its former glory.

If it develops well, it will far surpass others.

This is the foundation of the three holy lands of the demon race. They may not seem to have any rare and precious materials, but the demon beasts themselves are the greatest treasure.

After leaving the Turtle Clan Cemetery, Bai Zichen glanced at the Crystal Palace, preparing to wait for the main force to arrive before slowly conquering it.

There are many obvious restrictions above, and it would take too much time to break through them, but anyway, the things inside can't escape.

Just as I was about to turn around, a sudden flutter of emotion stirred within me.

"Is something amiss in the Crystal Palace?"

Bai Zichen dared not be negligent and looked again with the Candle Dragon Yin-Yang Eyes.

For him to have this feeling, either there is a powerful demon on par with the Primordial Longevity Turtle hidden inside, or there is a treasure that even he would be tempted by.

Zhulong scanned the area with his Yin-Yang Eyes several times, but saw nothing unusual. He only knew that there was an indescribable darkness at the very bottom of the Crystal Palace.

Just looking at it makes me dizzy, let alone entering it.

"Is this the mysterious source of the formation of the Chongming Sea, a divine object from the upper realm that descended from beyond the heavens?"

(End of this chapter)