Born with immortal seed

Chapter 692 The Arrival of the Heavenly Demon Realm

"The successor of the Taibai Sword Sect, Yao Yao has the right to kill him. Does she really think that the Holy Clan has let go of the past ten thousand years?"

Ying Guang seemed to be facing a mortal enemy with whom he shared a deep-seated hatred; his hatred did not appear feigned.

"So it turns out they're relying on the Myriad Demon Banner to imitate the treasure. No wonder they're so confident... But in the mortal realm, non-native creation-level spiritual treasures can't unleash their power above the fifth rank. So what if they have this treasure?"

Bai Zichen's gaze fell on the black banner, on which countless demonic beasts rolled and swam, seemingly alive.

During the war in the Upper Realm, the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword had caught a glimpse of this supreme treasure of the demon race from afar and immediately alerted its master.

This treasure can command all demons in the world and drive the demonic beasts on the banner to materialize.

With a banner in hand, one can command an army of demonic beasts, capable of withstanding thousands of troops.

Of course, the most powerful aspect of the Myriad Demon Banner is its effectiveness against demons; any demon with the bloodline can only surrender in the face of this banner.

Even if it were in the hands of a fourth-tier great demon, it would still deter a sixth-tier demon saint from acting rashly.

So when the little purple sword spirit told him this, he didn't pay too much attention to it. This treasure couldn't possibly be like the Mountain and River Cauldron, allowing the holder to directly leap to a higher level.

However, Bai Zichen had some thoughts about why he was so hostile to the identity of the successor of the Taibai Sword Sect.

If we're talking about tracing back to hatred, the Moral Sect, which launched numerous extermination campaigns against demons, is far more hateful, as countless ancient demons perished during those campaigns.

The rise of the Taibai Sword Lord occurred in the late ancient times, and the ancient demon race had already disappeared. There shouldn't be any direct conflict between them.

However, the scenes he witnessed upon entering the Sword Washing Cave Heaven, coupled with what the Star Lord Po Jun said later, revealed that the destruction of the Tai Bai Sword Sect was closely related to the demon race.

In their efforts to destroy the Taibai Sword Sect, the demon and monster races nearly exhausted all the ancient beings lurking in the human realm.

Since then, ancient demons and ancient monsters have become a thing of the past and rarely appear in the cultivation world.

'Could it really be as I suspected, that the Cave Profound God-Slaying Sword Scripture is actually a demon race technique...?'

Bai Zichen recalled the scene when he received the Sword Sutra and the sword seed was planted. The person demonstrating the sword was an obvious demon bloodline.

Combined with their relentless, all-or-nothing attitude, the relationship between the Taibai Sword Sect and the demon race is worth exploring.

"Yes, all of you disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect are like this, arrogant and disdainful of others. You were like this back then, and you are still like this today... But in the end, your lineage was cut off, and you couldn't even keep the sect."

Ying Guang's eyes turned into vertical pupils, as red as blood, and he thrust the imitation Wan Yao Banner into his chest with his other hand.

"Your talent is exceptional even in the Earthly Immortal Realm, a sight rarely seen in ten thousand years. Killing you is already a great achievement, and coupled with my identity as the successor of the Taibai Sword Sect, a demon god will one day resurrect me! Remember, the one who kills you, the one who destroys the realm, is the true dragon Yingguang!"

Ying Guang's blood and qi gathered in his chest and poured into the imitation treasure of the Myriad Demon Banner. The originally pitch-black banner surface appeared with blood-red light, and several demonic beasts jumped down from the banner and surrounded it.

Explosions echoed from every corner of the Dragon Palace, and massive beams of light shot out of the water eyes, piercing straight to the surface of the sea.

The sky was dark, and crimson blood filled the heavens.

Standing outside the eye of the ocean, one can see the entire sea boiling, with beams of light piercing the surface and even obscuring the sun's radiance.

In less than fifteen minutes, a huge shadow appeared overhead, as if the sky had collapsed.

But deeper still, an even more expansive land is approaching.

Even through countless layers of space, one could feel its immense power, shattering layer after layer of void and rapidly approaching it.

At this distance, it is impossible to see the entire mainland.

Roar!
The wild beasts lost their former tranquility and could no longer maintain their leisurely demeanor.

The sea serpent was sucked into the whirlpool, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't escape the situation of getting closer and closer to the water's eye.

The so-called pride of the sea, those who are close to water, are completely useless at this time.

The one whose half-body was shaped like a large island was a nine-headed black tortoise, which, with a long cry, plunged straight into the water's eye.

Only that giant Kun, with its wings flapping repeatedly, was able to ride the wind and move forward.

But with the dark shadow pressing down on them, their wings gained an extra burden, and their flapping speed noticeably slowed down.

They could only barely stay where they were, but as the continent in the shadows drew closer, they would inevitably face this calamity sooner or later.

As for the other wild beasts, their performance was even worse; they had long been swept into the water eye and their whereabouts were unknown.

"Sacrifice your own blood to establish a coordinate, and summon the Heavenly Demon Realm to descend!"

When the Great True Lord of September opened his eyes and saw this scene, he exclaimed in surprise.

A pure-blooded true dragon saint, along with the imitation of the Myriad Demon Banner, and the location of the Dragon Palace that Ao Laolong had managed for ten thousand years, were all sacrificed together.

A confluence of factors resulted in the achievement of an effect that would normally require the sacrifice of countless lives.

Although it's just a severely weakened version, it's still enough.

This allows the Heavenly Demon Realm, separated by countless worlds and layers of void, to remotely lock onto a target and shorten the distance between them.

Both the demon and monster realms want the human world to become a subordinate world.

But to achieve that, one must occupy the entire continent, build a Heavenly Altar through blood sacrifices, and then connect them into a super array to permanently solidify the passage between the two realms.

Ying Guang's current actions can only provide the Heavenly Demon Realm with a coordinate; it cannot be accomplished overnight.

The process of the Heavenly Demon Realm descending may last for a hundred years.

However, within the next hundred years, the restrictions on the descent of demons from the upper realm will gradually decrease, and they will no longer have to pay such a huge price as before.

It's possible that in less than sixty years, the Nascent Soul Demon Lord will be able to freely travel between the two realms.

Until the two realms merged and it became a complete subordinate of the Heavenly Demon Realm, a sixth-order demon saint could enter this world without sealing their cultivation.

The Great True Lord of September had not expected that the True Dragon Saint Son's strength was beyond his imagination, making it difficult for him and his group to cope.

I wondered if it contained a mysterious treasure with unparalleled power.

Unexpectedly, Ying Guang admitted defeat right from the start and resorted to such a self-sacrificing trump card.

If they truly had such a determination to sacrifice themselves for the greater good, they could have acted much earlier; why wait until they reached the bottomless pool before taking action?

But there was no time to think about it now. The only way to break the deadlock was to kill Ying Guang as quickly as possible and then try to stop the arrival of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

It is highly likely that the Heavenly Demon Realm uses Ying Guang as a coordinate; killing him would solve everything.

He pulled out three blood-stained, charred thunder talismans, smeared them with his fingers, and mixed the bright red blood with the brown bloodstains before lighting them.

Three bolts of divine lightning descended from the sky, striking Ying Guang's head with perfect accuracy. Unlike ordinary divine lightning, these bolts, imbued with a strong sense of destruction, also contained a trace of void power.

As lightning passed by, it created cracks in the void, tearing apart any defenses that stood in its way.

This is a relic discovered in the cave after the passing of a Nascent Soul ancestor of the Five Thunder Sect. It must have been painted at the last moment of his life, embodying his lifelong mastery of thunder magic.

This Thunder Talisman is the Five Thunder Sect's trump card, only used in critical moments, and after so many years, only the last three remain.

Worried that he might lose his magic treasures while out and about, the Great True Lord of September didn't bring any inherited treasures other than his natal magic treasure. Instead, he carried three Ancestral Thunder Talismans with him, but he didn't expect to need them right away.

The divine lightning struck in front of Ying Guang, and a cloud leopard leaped up, only to be blasted into pieces.

Another blood crane flapped its wings, and a rock tortoise raised its stone armor, perishing together with the remaining two divine lightning bolts.

The divine lightning, capable of severely injuring a Great True Lord or even causing his death, was easily neutralized without even touching Ying Guang's clothes.

It didn't even pay attention to this side; it was completely focused on dealing with the sword light coming from the front.

On the banner of ten thousand demons, demonic beasts descended like a revolving lantern, one after another, all at the peak of the fourth rank.

In a short time, ten heads had already fallen amidst the flashing swords.

"Bai Zichen, I admit you are indeed strong. Even some Nascent Soul cultivators cannot slaughter chickens and dogs like this... But the power of the Myriad Demon Banner is beyond your comprehension. Even if the manifested demonic beasts can only reach the fourth rank due to the limitations of the laws of heaven and earth, there will be no problem with the number of them!"

A flicker of fear flashed in Ying Guang's eyes, but it was quickly overshadowed by hatred.

"As long as the Myriad Demon Banner is indestructible, my soul can rely on it to exist and witness your world being submerged by the Holy Clan's army... And you, as the successor of the Taibai Sword Sect, will receive the highest treatment. Your flesh and blood will be used as food, your bones will be ground into powder, but your primordial spirit will keep you conscious. You will have to endure all the cruelest tortures in the world before you can be completely worn away in this world."

Even though his flesh and blood had been drained by the imitation of the Myriad Demon Banner, leaving only an empty shell swaying back and forth, this True Dragon Saint Son was full of energy.

"The imitation of the Myriad Demon Banner might last for a hundred years, but does your soul possess that level of resilience?"

Bai Zichen spoke, his hands moving without slowing down, the sword light changing in countless ways, and another blood deer was cleaved into pieces by the Si Sha Demon-Slaying Sword.

"You are the coordinate. Once your soul is completely obliterated, how can the two worlds be connected... Since you know that I am a successor of the Taibai Sword Sect, you should know that a protracted battle is not a weakness for a sword scripture practitioner."

His conversation with Ying Guang was an attempt to break down the other man's defenses, because once he lost his faith, he couldn't hold on for long.

It demonstrates the fighting spirit to extinguish Ying Guang's spirit even if it takes a hundred years of sleepless nights.

Unfortunately, there seems to be a special arrangement in the Dragon Palace, which caused this space to have a strange connection with the Heavenly Demon Realm and was locked by an immense force.

This part of the sky collapsed and could not be replaced, so the space was occupied by the Heavenly Demon Realm Continent.

The Star River Sword Formation is not yet of a high enough rank to condense the starry sky under the shadow of the Heavenly Demon Realm, so the sword formation cannot be formed.

"It does take a hundred years for the two realms to merge, but guess why I waited until you arrived before starting the final plan?"

You could tell from Ying Guang's tone that he was full of smugness.

“The successor of the Taibai Sword Sect! Only if you are present and transmit this identity back to the Heavenly Demon Realm can you attract the attention of the Demon God and draw his attention immediately… If I am not mistaken, this amount of time is enough for a Demon God to discover that there are still living mortal enemies of the Holy Race in the human world.”

"Do you think the demon god will accelerate the approach between the two realms, or will he be unable to suppress his anger and launch a vicious attack from across the realm?"

"The Demon God has made a move? Although I consider myself extraordinary, I don't think the Demon God even cares about me. You're really putting me on a very high level... Besides, how much power can a cross-realm attack retain? If it could really do that, why didn't it crush those Earth Immortal Realm cultivators in ancient times?"

Bai Zichen was startled, but he didn't back down verbally, trying to see if he could provoke Ying Guang into revealing more information.

(End of this chapter)