Born with immortal seed

Chapter 659 Crystal Sword in the Crystal Palace

Staying out of it wasn't in Bai Zichen's nature, especially since he was very curious about the formation of the Chongming Sea.

At his level, there are very few treasures in the cultivation world that can significantly enhance one's strength.

The only way to find opportunities is through various forbidden lands, the relics of powerful beings who descended to the realm, ancient treasures, and so on.

The simplest thing is that, apart from the special case of the Killing Demon Sword, he has never heard of any fifth-tier flying swords that have been newly created within the last thousand years.

There are also spatial spiritual treasures that are indispensable for ascending to the upper realms, and the level of Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasures is also hard to find.

Only a handful of Nascent Soul sects possess this treasure, but the Nascent Soul patriarchs within these sects are unable to cultivate to perfection within a limited timeframe and meet the requirements for ascension.

The fact that such a special sea area could be formed in the upper Black Sea, making Bai Zichen feel uneasy and want to stay away, is something that only a rare, powerful spiritual treasure could achieve.

High risks correspond to high rewards.

Bai Zichen hardened his heart and separated ten sacred beast auras in one breath, merging them into his eyes.

Stimulated by an external force, specks of golden light shone from the bottom of the black pupils, instantly transforming them into vertical pupils.

A faint dragon's might followed the movement of his pupils, and wherever they looked, the water stopped flowing, becoming completely still.

The fish that his gaze swept over seemed to be struck by lightning, falling down in droves, their eyes rolling back in their heads.

Excessive intake of the aura of sacred beasts is a rather dangerous behavior; if the degree is not properly controlled, it can easily lead to irreversible consequences.

Knowing that this drop of sacred beast blood possesses boundless power and is closely related to the Great Dao of Time, they have resisted the temptation and have not opened it until today, also taking this into consideration.

One can imagine how many disciples of the Fish-Dragon Sect died in their experiments before they obtained the sacred beast's blood essence crystal and developed a stable method for separating auras.

Bai Zichen grew up under the subtle influence of the essence and blood of sacred beasts, which allowed the Yi Mu Qing Shen Technique to mutate.

Only now that my cultivation level has increased do I dare to make such an attempt.

His eyes transformed into dragon eyes, and from his perspective, the Crystal Palace appeared as a series of dotted lines.

Before and after the palace garden, there was a gate to the palace, with countless illusory shadows above it, almost overlapping each other.

Inside the Crystal Palace, winding and meandering, the deepest darkness is a mound of demonic soil several acres in size, nurturing the most evil and filthy things.

On the second-to-last floor, there was a gourd-shaped phantom in the center. The moment I saw it, my pupils were stung, and I didn't even have time to close them.

"Such sharp sword energy!"

Bai Zichen groaned, his eyes bloodshot, tears streaming down his face.

The main surprise was that the gourd contained a sword aura, and the enhanced Yin-Yang Eyes of the Candle Dragon were too powerful, seeing through everything to its essence.

Otherwise, simply seeing the gourd wouldn't cause any harm.

"In terms of sharpness, I'm afraid even the fifth-tier flying swords in my box can't compare. It's really an exaggeration... How could such a sword energy gourd be hidden in the Crystal Palace? It shouldn't be the work of the demon race. It's more like the supernatural power of an ancient sword cultivator."

Ancient sword cultivators emphasized that the sword should be imbued with one's primordial spirit, allowing one to lock down an enemy from thousands of miles away with a single sword strike.

Therefore, the requirements for flying swords are sharpness and lethality.

Unlike the flying swords that followed, which were spectacular and full of various sword intents that sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Bai Zichen immediately perked up and went to the Crystal Palace to study the restrictions on the palace hall.

His cultivation path was too smooth, and his cultivation time was short. Among the various arts of cultivation, he only devoted real energy to sword forging.

Various prohibited applications can only be skimmed through; in-depth research is out of the question.

The access restrictions on the Crystal Palace are not only profound and complex, but also constantly moving and changing.

These restrictions seem to possess their own sentience; each mode can only be maintained for a few breaths, frantically alternating and changing.

Thousands upon thousands of restrictions spun like wheels, forming different complex restrictions, dazzling enough to make one feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Even experienced practitioners of restrictions would find themselves in a terrible predicament when faced with this situation.

Unlocking a single restriction might take several hours, while a complex restriction would be hundreds of times more difficult.

The duration of the display will not exceed three breaths.

Unless one masters the method of entry and exit, it is virtually impossible for an individual to decipher it.

However, under the Candle Dragon's Yin-Yang Eyes, the complex restriction was clearly simplified, like several dotted lines intersecting together.

In knitting, as one dotted thread exits, a new dotted thread is added, and the arrangement and combination are repeated.

Bai Zichen gently raised his palm, his five fingers landing on the palace hall, each finger wielding a sword thread that severed all the dotted lines one by one.

As all the dotted lines were severed, the palace hall creaked open on its own.

Bai Zichen wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. What seemed like a simple sword thread twisting action was no easier than defeating a Great True Monarch.

Perhaps, he wouldn't need to be so anxious and expend so much energy dealing with the vast majority of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

The twisting of the sword thread required him to have exquisite swordsmanship, moving nimbly among the multiple afterimages without making any extra contact.

The sword threads also need to be sharp enough to sever the restriction without involving the entire phantom.

What appeared to be a smooth and fluid set of movements was actually incredibly difficult. It was only with the aid of the Candle Dragon Yin-Yang Eyes and the extraordinary sword that he was able to barely break through it.

Pushing open the main hall and taking two steps, the Crystal Palace behind me closed again.

Bai Zichen glanced back once more, then strode forward without looking back.

The worst-case scenario would be if he used the Dao Sheng Sword to destroy the Crystal Palace; trying to trap him with it would be wishful thinking.

However, this palace was not easy to build, and it would certainly not be destroyed unless absolutely necessary.

Knowing the layout of the Crystal Palace, they wasted no time and went straight to a short-distance teleportation array, which led to the next level.

We paused briefly on the third floor of the Crystal Palace.

Several wooden puppets wandered back and forth. They were made of ordinary spirit wood, which could be found everywhere, but they had three levels of quality.

The key is that its movements are agile, without the stiffness of other third-tier puppets.

Bai Zichen waved his hand to subdue the puppets, and found a jade slip called 'Five Emperors Six Armor Flying Spirit Puppet Technique' in a jade chamber behind them.

After flipping through it briefly, I found that it was about the Way of the Puppet, with a maximum level of only four.

But the specific details made his eyes light up, even more so than when he saw the fifth-order puppet technique.

Besides recording the ingenious methods of using low-level spiritual materials to construct high-level puppets, it also explains that this puppetry technique was inspired by the Five Emperors and Six Jia Divine Descent Technique.

If there are fellow disciples among those who come after, they can compare themselves to them and perhaps generate new inspiration.

Bai Zichen certainly didn't understand the Five Emperors and Six Jia Divine Descent Technique, but the brief outline at the beginning was like a lightning bolt in the darkness that struck him, giving him a sudden enlightenment.

A variety of ideas popped into my mind, all of which were highly feasible.

Most importantly, it is connected with the diagram of the positions of ghosts and gods, and one can vaguely imagine how this scroll can be used.

"Once this matter is settled, I'll have plenty of free time to catch up on all of this..."

Bai Zichen carefully put away the jade slip containing the 'Five Emperors and Six Jia Spirit Puppet Technique', planning to study it in detail later when he had more time.

The Crystal Palace has five floors, with the last floor being the Demon Land, which even he didn't want to approach.

The sword energy gourd is located on the fourth floor.

Bai Zichen headed straight for his target, and after passing through dozens of restrictions and traps, he finally arrived at an altar.

A yellow gourd floated in the air, with a beast head on each of its four corners, each spewing out four streams of flame that held it firmly in place.

The flames were blazing white and transparent, capable of melting stone and flowing gold; even he, with his acquired fire-type spiritual root, felt an unbearable heat.

The four pillars behind the beast head are made of ancient ice that takes several people to encircle, and they are still melting into liquid.

However, for every inch the ground descends, the ancient ice on the ground will grow back an inch, maintaining the same height.

Under such scorching heat, the yellow gourd did not burn or deform; instead, it emitted halos of light, and the air itself appeared distorted and illusory from the heat.

Without the Zhulong Yin-Yang Eyes to examine it closely, even at close range, one cannot discern the sword energy hidden within the gourd.

"What a resilient gourd! Before it was refined, it must have been a fifth-grade spiritual material, and one of the top spiritual materials in the cultivation world..."

The fact that the yellow gourd could withstand such intense heat for countless years shows that its quality far exceeded his expectations.

I originally thought that this gourd was just a vessel for sharp sword energy, used to nurture its edge and await its birth.

Now it seems different.

No cultivator would be willing to simply refine such a high-grade spiritual object into a storage device; that would be too wasteful.

More likely, the yellow gourd and the sword energy are a pair of treasures that complement each other perfectly.

It is very likely that it already existed from the day the Chongming Sea appeared.

Judging from the exquisite craftsmanship, it's hard to believe this was made by a demon.

For the demon race, it's already quite good if they can refine and forge spiritual materials into a weapon that suits their needs.

Those who can inscribe a few runes passed down through bloodlines on it are truly skilled weapon refiners.

If one also knows how to combine various spiritual materials to borrow the true meaning of the Great Dao, then one is truly a master of this path.

Just as Bai Zichen was pondering how to take the gourd away, four blazing white flames flickered, and a soft, feminine voice came from inside the gourd.

"A human cultivator? Heaven has mercy! After waiting for so many years, we have finally found a human junior!"

The voice was full of excitement, and the speech was extremely fast.

"I am a cultivator from the Earthly Immortal Realm who descended to this realm. Unfortunately, I was ambushed by the demons from the Heavenly Demon Realm. They used this gourd as bait to lure me here. They surrounded me from all sides, intending to kill me here. Heh, unfortunately, I managed to kill two of them, and the other two also suffered irreversible damage to their demonic bodies. They will never be able to return to the Heavenly Demon Realm!"

"However, I was also struck by the top-tier divine power of bone-corroding and blood-devouring, which I couldn't withstand even with my true cultivation at the Void Refining Realm. I had no choice but to completely abandon my physical body and hide my primordial spirit inside this gourd, waiting for the day when I can make a comeback."

"As it turns out, although the information about this Yellow Springs Gourd is true, it is completely different from the body that the Gourd Boy shed. Although it has preserved my primordial spirit and prevented it from being completely destroyed in the past few hundred years, it is no different from a cage, and I am firmly trapped inside."

"Senior is a Void Refinement expert in the Earthly Immortal Realm?"

Bai Zichen exclaimed in surprise, his face showing admiration, but in reality, his vigilance had risen to the highest level.

Back when the Three Realms were sending people to the mortal realm, most of those who came from the Upper Realm were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, with only a very few at the Void Refining stage.

The main issue is that the price a Void Refinement cultivator has to pay to descend to the lower realm is enough to send away twenty or thirty Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, the Refining Void Realm exceeds the upper limit that the laws of heaven and earth in the mortal realm can tolerate, so cultivation must be sealed.

The actual strength they can unleash is only slightly stronger than that of a fully-fledged Nascent Soul cultivator.

Unless one is desperate and borrows a wisp of Void Refinement Power, there will be no essential difference.

Most of these ancient beings returned to the upper realm after completing their missions.

The few ancient beings of the three races who remained in the human realm were mostly swept away by time, returning to dust and ashes.

It was astonishing to find such an ancient being from the Immortal Realm in the Crystal Palace of the Deep Sea.

However, his first thought was not that he had stumbled upon an opportunity to inherit the legacy.

Instead, they guard their sea of ​​consciousness and are wary of hidden forbidden techniques. These ancient beings, who use every means to prolong their lives, will not let go of any opportunity for immortality.

To them, a young Nascent Soul cultivator like themselves was the most delicious food.

As long as one can successfully possess another body, one can live another lifetime.

If it's fake, and not a so-called ancient being from the Earthly Immortal Realm, then it also harbors malicious intentions and has bad plans.

"Indeed... If it weren't for a moment of weakness and the arising of greed, I would have returned to the Earthly Immortal Realm with my fellow cultivators long ago."

The soft, effeminate male voice narrated the story in a gentle, persuasive manner, making it sound very believable.

"It's all this gourd's fault. It endured tens of thousands of years of scorching heavenly fire... In order to survive, I spent more than 90% of the time in slumber. I don't even know the exact dates. I wouldn't have woken up if I hadn't sensed the presence of humans."

"I want you to take my token and leave this place to find the Moral Sect or the Heavenly Fire Sect. When they see my token, they will naturally know my identity and will try to contact the upper realm to rescue me from here."

"In return, I will give you a fifth-tier flying sword that I brought from the Earthly Immortal Realm. This sword is called the Taiqing Crystal Sword. I almost died in the Crystal Palace. Some things are truly destined. It seems that it is not worthy of me and there is no point in keeping it."

The man shook the yellow gourd, revealing a small crack. Unparalleled sword energy shot into the sky, shattering several layers of stone slabs.

The gourd stopper fell back to its original position with a thud, blocking the sword energy again.

"What a fine flying sword! What excellent sword energy!"

Bai Zichen blurted out, and even though he was several feet away, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he shivered.

Unexpectedly, there really was a flying sword inside the gourd, but it wasn't cultivating any sword-nurturing techniques as he had imagined. Instead, the flying sword and its master were trapped inside together.

"This Taiqing Crystal Sword was originally my personal possession. It is a top-quality item even among fifth-tier swords. It was appraised by the Sword Master of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion in the Earth Immortal Realm, who said it had a slight chance of advancing to the sixth tier. Now it has been nurtured in the Yellow Spring Gourd for tens of thousands of years without ever being used. Its sharp sword energy has accumulated to its limit."

Perhaps worried that Bai Zichen wouldn't recognize its value, the soft male voice then gave a more detailed explanation of the Taiqing Crystal Sword.

"I see that you are also a fellow sword cultivator. Once I am freed, I can instruct you on a few sword manuals. If you have the opportunity to ascend to the upper realm in the future, this sword may indeed be able to advance to the sixth rank in your hands."

"I wouldn't even dare to dream of a sixth-tier flying sword; I'd be quite content with a fifth-tier one... Could you please tell me where I should retrieve your token?"

Bai Zichen seemed to have just come to his senses and hurriedly asked.

"Young friend, come forward. I will impart to you the incantation to retrieve the token and enter and exit the Crystal Palace!"

The effeminate male voice seemed more anxious, probably because he saw a glimmer of hope in escaping his prison.

(End of this chapter)