Born with immortal seed

Chapter 703 The Strongest Nascent Soul
"Since we can't even set up a sword formation now, why don't we push the Supreme Pure Micro Sword Box to its limit and test its attraction to this flying sword?"

Bai Zichen spread his five fingers, and sword light flowed between them, alternating between light and darkness.

He searched high and low, even using the highest-ranking Ziwei Xuanlei Sword with its penetrating insight, but still could not find the sword's whereabouts.

If a fifth-tier flying sword deliberately conceals its tracks and remains uninterested, it is truly impossible to harm it.

Although the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword is of a high rank, it is currently only at the fifth rank. Although there are differences in the power it displays, there is no qualitative difference.

Just as he was thinking about whether to try a different method to lure out the flying sword, a great danger suddenly arose behind him, and a chill crept up his neck.

The clouds overhead remained motionless, the air currents stopped rotating, and the entire world seemed to have encountered an extremely terrifying entity, with everything frozen in time.

The sword light in Bai Zichen's palm flickered wildly, like a candle running out of oil, on the verge of extinction.

Within his dantian, the little white nascent soul stretched uncontrollably, his eyelids drooping, and he couldn't help but yawn.

In the blink of an eye, Little White Nascent Soul had already collapsed to the ground. He cast a calming spell, but still fell into a daze.

Only a sliver of clarity remained, which I struggled to maintain.

But despite calling out repeatedly, there was no response.

The true energy within the body also sank into silence and became sluggish.

When the Dongxuan Slaughtering God Sword Scripture was used at 120% power, it was like a wind tunnel, with howling winds pouring into it.

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, no, even normal Great True Monarchs, would be knocked down to mortal status at this point, unable to wield any supernatural powers or spells.

It is only because of the toughness and sharpness of the true essence cultivated by the Dongxuan Lushen Sword Scripture, and perhaps the intangible effect of the Cantong Qi, that it can also mobilize strands of true essence.

Bai Zichen slowly turned around, as wave after wave of overwhelming fear swept over him, growing and spreading uncontrollably.

The only way is to rely on a firm resolve and tenacious perseverance.

His eyes, raised just an inch above the ground, seemed to be carrying a massive mountain, making a cracking sound as if he couldn't bear the weight.

In my line of sight, there was a glimpse of a white robe.

Without warning, this person closed in within a hundred feet of him, without any prior warning from his divine sense.

It's only when changes occur within the body and the senses warn that one realizes something is wrong.

'A Nascent Soul cultivator! And not just any ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator!'

Bai Zichen screamed inwardly. After arriving at Penglai Immortal Island, he tried his best to keep his distance from people related to the Nascent Soul stage, which was exactly what he was worried about. But he didn't expect that he still couldn't avoid it.

Even just coming to Kufeng to seek the opportunity of a fifth-tier flying sword, one can still run into one of the only five Nascent Soul Venerables.

Logically, since nothing major has happened, why would a spirit wander around arbitrarily, which would be tantamount to wasting its life?

Whatever the matter, my disciples will take care of it.

Moreover, the influence of such power on the surrounding area is something that ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot achieve.

This wasn't the first time he'd encountered a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even at his peak, the Crimson-Eared Ancestor couldn't have suppressed him like this.

This effect can only be achieved through the overwhelming advantage of the true meaning of the Great Dao.

'I'm afraid even against the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master, he's nothing special...'

Bai Zichen shifted his gaze little by little, supported by three parts sword intent, three parts the strangeness of the Candle Dragon Yin-Yang Eyes, three parts the turning point of the true meaning of time, and one part of indomitable fighting spirit.

Following the intricate patterns on the white robe, wisps of white mist rose and transformed into various golden tadpole spirit characters. Finally, he saw the person who had put him in such a predicament before even making a move.

"Late Nascent Soul stage? That's interesting. How come I didn't know such an outstanding cultivator had appeared on the sea..."

The white-robed youth took two steps closer. His face was delicate and his voice was clear and cold, as if it came from beyond the heavens and landed on a jade plate.

His white robe was of an unusual and ancient style, quite different from the currently popular monastic robes, and its rustic appearance was somewhat unfamiliar.

'Late stage of Nascent Soul, or even the peak of Nascent Soul!'

Bai Zichen shouted loudly, his voice hoarse and strained.

The white-robed youth's Dao seemed to be able to dissolve the true essence of others, somewhat similar to the winds of the end of Dharma, but of course, the effect was much stronger.

He could ignore the winds of the Dharma-ending Age and let them blow as they pleased, but in just a short while, his true essence in his body dropped by two inches, and he had already overdrawn the last bit of remnant in his meridians.

These great Dao supernatural powers may not be so useful when facing opponents of the same level, but they are truly outstanding against Nascent Soul True Monarchs who are a whole realm apart.

Of course, a Nascent Soul cultivator should be able to defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator with a flick of their finger.

However, Bai Zichen was an anomaly, instinctively using his swordsmanship to defy the heavens.

Unfortunately, they encountered the most effective counter to the supernatural power, and the ten pavilions could not unleash even one pavilion's full strength.

Information about the two demons and three immortals flashed through his mind, and within a few breaths, he confirmed the person's identity.

"Yin Zu An Qisheng! The Nascent Soul cultivator on Penglai Island is so powerful that he is at least on the same level as the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master in terms of cultivation level... If the Two Demons and Three Immortals are all of this strength, then the assessment of Penglai's strength will have to be raised several levels."

The difference between the late stage and early stage of the Nascent Soul realm can be seen in the comparison between the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master and the Lord of Qingqiu.

Even if the latter hid on Mount Qingqiu, relying on the accumulated resources of the demon race's holy land for tens of thousands of years, they could only barely hold on and dared not leave for even a moment.

Otherwise, even if the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master were to strike from the ends of the earth, he could severely injure the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, and it might even risk its demise.

Of course, the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master here possesses unparalleled strength, a once-in-ten-thousand-years talent even among those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage. However, it also reveals the enormous gap between the late Nascent Soul stage and the early Nascent Soul stage.

If the two demons and three immortals can be mentioned together, it's likely that there's no distinction in their levels among them.

"Junior Su Wuming pays respects to the Yin Ancestor..."

Bai Zichen didn't need to pretend; he looked weak and spoke in a voice barely audible.

The white-robed youth was one of the two demons, Yin Zu Anqisheng.

"This place is desolate, devoid of both spirits and human habitation. What brings you here? Perhaps it's also for that sword? Forget it, questioning is too tiring. Soul searching is much clearer and faster."

Yin Zu extended a long, beautiful hand from his wide white robe, and with a gentle gesture, it transformed into a giant hand to capture Bai Zichen.

"Why be so aggressive! There are many paths in the world, wouldn't it be better for us to go our separate ways?"

Bai Zichen's eyes twitched, and without hesitation, he struck the dantian with a palm, causing a storm to erupt in his sea of ​​consciousness and waking up the little white nascent soul.

Blood tears streamed from Xiaobai's eyes as he exhaled and roared, while the Supreme Pure and Subtle Sword Box in his arms emitted a spiritual light that soared into the sky.

The three flying swords circled once, breaking through the Yin Sha giant palm, and returned to their tightly guarded state.

"Okay, very good!"

A flash of blue light appeared on Yin Zu's face, and his tone was as cold as if it had flowed from an ancient iceberg.

"Who do you think you are, thinking you can negotiate with me just because you have a few fifth-tier flying swords protecting you..."

The Yin Sha Giant Palm reformed, becoming even more solid and massive, transforming into a finger and striking down fiercely.

This finger gesture clearly conveyed true meaning, and behind Yin Zu, a ghost realm rose up, with countless eerie halls standing tall, and ghost messengers and demon generals patrolling back and forth.

The appearance of the grotto-heaven immediately affected the real world, as if one had fallen into a true ghost city, with screams and eerie whispers filling the air.

Those ancient trees, which had maintained a fragile balance, were attacked and withered instantly, falling to the ground as a pile of debris.

Let alone the Nascent Soul stage, even those in the early stages of the Deity Transformation stage cannot resist without using the power of their own celestial abode; they would be dragged into the Ghost Realm.

The finger stopped about ten feet in front of Bai Zichen, motionless. It wasn't that Yin Zu had a change of heart, but rather that Xiao Bai's nascent soul leaped out of the Niwan Palace and revealed a starting stance.

The physical body did the same, and sometimes the river of time rushed behind it, becoming the only exception color in the ghost realm.

"The Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword!"

Yin Zu uttered each word with a complex mix of shock, disbelief, and fear.

"I am only so-so in swordsmanship, but I happen to have some knowledge of the Dao of Time, which allows me to use four swords together... I wonder if I could have a talk with you on this basis?"

At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Bai Zichen's lips. The True Meaning of Time had already locked onto his opponent and could evolve into the next stage at any time.

He won his gamble. Not only did Yin Zu recognize the power of the Sword of Time, but he even directly called out the name of this supreme divine power.

Combined with Yin Zu's words about searching for a sword, it made him think of an extremely terrifying idea.

His Azure Emperor Longevity Sword was not yet ready; it was far from being fully formed. Even if he forced it to activate, it would have little effect.

But holding back the attack only shakes the long river of time; even the Azure Emperor's Longsword, which is in the middle of its sword-making process, can achieve this.

This method is only effective against those who are clueless and don't understand the terrifying power of the Time Sword Intent, and still charge headlong into the fray.

Then Bai Zichen's empty city strategy would have to be abandoned.

He was betting on Yin Zu, who was in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm; there was no way he wouldn't recognize the power of the Time Sword Intent.

Regardless of how he attained the late-stage Nascent Soul realm, the question is whether he dares to withstand the simultaneous attack of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword, which strikes four swords at once.

Most Nascent Soul cultivators, once they leave their grotto-heavens and return to the real world, often have less lifespan left than Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Even someone as powerful as Yin Zu couldn't withstand having four hundred years of lifespan cut off in one go.

"The Sword Intent of Time... It's quite an eye-opener that someone in the mortal realm can actually walk this path. You certainly have the qualifications to talk to me. I'll let you go this time, and we'll settle things another day!"

Yin Zu lowered his voice and remained silent for a long time before speaking.

He turned and left, taking a few steps before stepping on a demonic eagle, flapping its wings and disappearing without a trace.

"He's really leaving?"

Bai Zichen was stunned for a moment, mainly because the pressure from Yin Zu was too great, and he felt that he was powerless to fight back.

They had already prepared for the worst-case scenario: sacrificing their fifth-tier flying sword in exchange for a temporary boost to its power through the Void Splitting Sword Technique.

Even if a fifth-tier flying sword isn't upgraded to the sixth tier, it can still possess a trace of the aura of a creation-level spiritual treasure.

One bite isn't enough, then two or three bites; even if we have to pool our resources, we'll still scare away the Yin Ancestor.

He can withstand injuries and dares to push his limits with every strike, treating it as if it were his last moment.

Even if Yin Zu dared not, and even if he used the secret treasure to travel outside for a short time, one or two strikes would be the limit for him.

If you unleash your full power while the grotto-heaven is manifested, the secret treasure will instantly become ineffective, and every subsequent attack will result in a significant loss of lifespan.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yin Zu left decisively without any hesitation.

He was simply shocked that Yin Zu, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, could actually submit like this, which was tantamount to bowing down to him, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

No matter how sweet or harsh the words, they are not as effective as the sight of someone fleeing in a disheveled state as proof of the truth.

"It doesn't seem like a trick; it's a genuine attempt to distance themselves... Could it be that they suffered a loss with the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword in the past, causing a stress reaction and leaving a lingering trauma?"

Bai Zichen made his guesses, but did not immediately conceal the River of Time, lest the Yin Ancestor still be observing from afar.

“This person is the strongest god I have ever faced. Judging from his tone, he came to Kufeng to search for the sword as well, and he also knows about the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword... All signs prove that, just as I guessed, this Yin Ancestor is very likely an ancient cultivator!”

In the intelligence he bought, the cultivator said that his ancestor was the only person who knew the exact location of a fifth-tier flying sword.

Before the old master passed away, he burned scrolls and books. One scroll, due to its special material, did not burn completely. He picked it up while cleaning the room. It described the story of Kufeng searching for the sword.

That person swore with a sincere heart that this matter was true and that he would never tell anyone else, so the credibility of the statement is extremely high.

There is only one last possibility: the Nascent Soul cultivator himself also knew the location of the Dry Peak.

But that deity had already passed away four or five thousand years ago, and the day he died caused a great calamity that grieved heaven and earth. How could he possibly be resurrected?

Unless, Yin Zu is his reincarnation!
"This small Penglai has produced five Nascent Soul cultivators whose advancement does not conform to the laws of Nascent Soul... and their cultivation levels are beyond reason... They know about events from thousands of years ago, the secrets of Nascent Soul cultivators... Even though the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword had never been circulated before the Fish-Dragon Sect, they saw through it at a glance and knew the power of the Sword of Time..."

The more Bai Zichen thought about it, the more his hands and feet trembled, connecting the dots with a terrifying truth.

"If the so-called Two Demons and Three Immortals, and the generations of deities before that, were all the same five people, then all these things can be explained!"

After witnessing the awakening of the Ice Soul Fairy, he withdrew his body and finally flew straight to the upper realm.

Bai Zichen knew that reincarnation might be uncontrollable and wouldn't meet the requirements of an elderly cultivator.

It does exist, but it's just that ordinary people can't access it, and the transmission of the secret technique of reincarnation has been severed.

If the Nascent Soul cultivators on Penglai Island are not newly cultivated, but rather rapidly improved based on their past lives' accumulation, then all questions can be answered.

"It would be safer to quickly master the Azure Emperor Longevity Sword before making a public appearance... Next time we encounter the Yin Ancestor, he will definitely come up with a way to deal with it, and he won't be like today, not daring to even try and fleeing in a sorry state in front of a Nascent Soul junior."

Not only Yin Zu, but if the speculation is correct, the other members of the Two Demons and Three Immortals are also very likely to have problems.

It would be terrible if these people were prepared or could see through his true intentions.

When facing cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, whose Great Dao Divine Powers are naturally countered by those in the Nascent Soul realm, the role that the sword path can play is quite limited.

Only the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword treats every life equally, regardless of its value.

Whether it's a hundred years for a Qi Refining disciple or a thousand days for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it makes no difference in the eyes of the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword.

With a single sword strike, aside from relying on the Great Dao of the same level to mitigate some damage, the outcome depends entirely on the lifespan of the user.

Long life, living long.

Life is short, death.

It's that simple and straightforward, without any of those complicated twists and turns.

"Let's leave first and talk somewhere else..."

Bai Zichen put away the River of Time and prepared to leave Penglai altogether, go to a distant island to finish repairing the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword, and then return.

But from where the fallen, withered tree had fallen, a hazy, gray sword light emerged, peering out.

"Is it that fifth-tier flying sword?"

Bai Zichen's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't rush forward, afraid of startling it.

I just felt that the design of this flying sword looked familiar; I was sure I had seen it somewhere before.

(End of this chapter)