Born with immortal seed

Chapter 738 Return to the Ancestral Continent
clang!clang!clang!
The iron chains were pulled up, taut and straight, causing rocks to fly everywhere.

The bottomless ravine in the center of the valley roared angrily, as the demonic hand braced itself against the ground, sticking out half of its body.

The magic array set up by the ancient sages, after more than 100,000 years, failed to refine the demon in the Burial Immortal Valley and instead malfunctioned.

The Demon-Sealing Iron Chain, forged from Five Crystal Divine Iron, was missing two links at some point, one of which was broken by an ancient demon.

The formation in Burial Immortal Valley was originally tested by Daode Sect cultivators every hundred years.

At this time, the Central Region was in chaos, with the sects led by the Morality Sect and the Datong Army locked in a fierce battle, igniting multiple battlefields.

Naturally, they had no spare resources to pay attention to the Burial Valley of Immortals, which was far away in the northern region.

In this forbidden area, which no one cared about, the Demon Refining Array, which was thought to have been operating forever, had a corner torn apart by an ancient demon.

The dark red bloodstains on the Demon-Sealing Iron Chains, whether from ancient demons or ancient cultivators, have not faded despite the passage of time.

At this moment, the demonic flames ignited, burning cracks into the Five Crystal Divine Iron, which was known for its hardness.

A low, ambiguous murmur made the sky seem as if it had been splashed with thick ink, and dark clouds pressed down on the valley.

Then, as if a hole had been torn open in the sky, a torrential downpour of demonic rain poured down, and streams quickly formed on the ground.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles of Burial Immortal Valley, anything touched by the demonic rain, whether grass, trees, or beasts, instantly dies, turning into black smoke and foul blood.

This continued for several days, until the demonic water overflowed into the valley, turning it into a swamp.

Asura!
A furious roar snapped the damaged chains one by one, and those words could be faintly heard.

The earth dragon in Burial Immortal Valley overturned, splitting open from the center to both sides, and the ancient demons stood up completely, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Since ancient times, the Asura Demon Lord, who was suppressed and sealed in the human world by the combined efforts of many top-level Nascent Soul cultivators and descending immortals, has reappeared in the human world!
The ancient demon Asura turned its demonic head, its eyes filled with endless killing intent and rage, and every inch of its skin was covered with intricate demonic patterns.

His aura continued to improve, and in a short time, he went from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the middle stage, and then to the perfect Nascent Soul realm.

Its demonic body, a thousand feet tall, had demonic horns that pierced the clouds, attracting several bolts of lightning to strike down.

But compared to the enormous demonic body of the Asura Ancient Demon, it was like an earthworm, leaving not even a trace.

With one step, the broken array behind him was completely destroyed, and countless demonic lights soared into the sky, with demonic flames merging into one.

The Valley of Burial Immortals has become a demonic realm. Black holes dot the ground, from which endless demonic creatures crawl out, shrouded in firelight and demonic energy.

With a swift movement of its giant hand, all the chains flew toward it, and with a quick twist of its hands, it stretched them into a long whip.

With another gentle breath, two balls of demonic flame left twenty-six inscriptions on the whip before dissipating due to exhaustion.

In its hands, the Five Crystal Divine Iron was like dough, easily kneaded and deformed.

"Flesh and blood, the primordial treasure, ascension!"

The ancient demon Asura roared, each syllable of which was like a thunderclap, shattering the clouds in front of him.

A long exhale is like a cloud of demonic energy.

Every moment, thunderbolts seem to strike its head endlessly.

Once you've chosen a direction, take big strides.

Although their pace appeared slow, they actually disappeared into the horizon in just a few steps.

Seven days later, the Northern Yuan Heavenly River Sword Sect was destroyed, and its Supreme Elder Yan Yuanzai died in battle.

Except for a few disciples who were traveling, none of the thousands of cultivators in the entire sect survived.

Sword Mountain was broken in two, blood flowed like a river, and demonic energy soared into the sky. The once sacred land of sword cultivators in the Northern Region had become a dead zone.

Several enormous, exaggerated hand and footprint marks were left at the scene, and all the buildings were burned to ashes by the demonic fire.

A month later, the same misfortune befell the Faxiang sect.

The Faxiang Sect, having made preparations in advance, fared slightly better, managing to send away a group of disciples. Several Arhats and the golden bodies manifested by the relics that flew out from the back mountain joined forces to block the attack.

The Buddha's light shone into the demonic aura, and finally, the invading demonic figure was seen.

"The Ancient Demon of Burial Valley!"

The Arhat riding the deer looked ashen-faced. He had previously thought it was the work of the Wusheng Sect, a newly developed ancient forbidden magic.

If the sect were truly on the verge of collapse, even if the Dharma Aspect Sect mobilized all its resources, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators might not be able to breach its gates.

After Buddhist monks attain rainbow body, they often leave behind Buddhist treasures and relics, representing the culmination of their life's cultivation.

Over generations, this has accumulated to a very large number.

Although it cannot be moved out, as long as it is inside the mountain gate, and with the blessing of the pagoda, it is enough to contend with a powerful being in the Nascent Soul stage.

But when the Arhat riding the deer saw the enormous demonic body hidden in the demonic clouds, his heart turned cold, and his mind, which had been chanting sutras under the green lamp before the Buddha for hundreds of years, was on the verge of collapse.

As a cultivator from the Northern Region, who doesn't know the origins of the Burial Immortal Valley, and how powerful the ancient demon sealed within is? He even ventured into the valley once before he reached the Nascent Soul stage.

There's only one possibility for such an ancient demon to be able to break free: its strength has recovered to some of its former glory.

The Faxiang School had very little power to resist such a demon.

The Arhat riding a deer had a resolute expression and was covered in gold paint. He burned a treasured Buddhist artifact in his hand, which turned into a blazing beam of Buddhist light and crashed down.

The ascetic monks meditating facing the wall in the back mountain, all the relics enshrined in the pagoda... all the power of the Arhats of the Faxiang Sect erupted, the dazzling light illuminating thousands of miles away, even the dark clouds were tinged with a milky white light.

The ancient demon Asura merely extended a finger, and his giant palm pressed down without any noticeable pause.

The Buddhist sect, which had existed for thousands of years, vanished without a trace.

The news of the Asura Demon Lord's appearance in the world spread like wildfire throughout the Northern Region and then rapidly spread to the other four Regions.

The impact was even greater than when the demon race landed in the Eastern Region, sparking a war between the two races.

The sudden appearance of the demon race in the ancient times caused widespread fear, with every sect worrying about whether they would be the next to suffer.

Unlike in a war between two races, where the battle lines are clearly laid out, the flames of war cannot suddenly reach your doorstep.

Furthermore, the Asura Ancient Demon is completely unafraid of divine punishment, acting outside despite the heavenly lightning, which makes it far more powerful than a fifth-tier demon god.

Ao Laolong was able to reveal his true form in the cultivation world by relying on the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron, and Chi Er was able to do so by relying on a divine object bestowed by the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Asura Ancient Demon saw that the fact that the human race could disregard this law of heaven and earth with its terrifying demonic body made it an even more terrifying threat.

When the news reached the Central Region, the Datong Army was so shocked that they halted their offensive and fell into an awkward silence.

Before the ancient demons, they don't care about your stance; they'll still swallow you whole as a blood meal to whet your appetite.

……

"Although the side effects of the Twilight Peaches are significant, the feeling of instant gratification is indeed quite good... After a few attempts, it's really easy to look down on normal asceticism and become intoxicated by this poison of immediate satisfaction."

A hint of fatigue appeared in Bai Zichen's eyes; the intense and exhausting cultivation had taken a toll on his mental and physical well-being.

After consuming the Enlightenment Bodhi and the Twilight Peaches, he cultivated the Pure Bright Dharma Body to a minor level in a very short time, and then set his sights on the Forbidden Techniques of the Pulling Mechanism.

This time, there was a Glazed Golden Fruit that lasted longer, but after three years, it was still just hovering at the threshold of this great supernatural power.

While the difficulty of cultivating the Forbidden Technique of Pulling the Mechanism is certainly a factor, the main reason is that the Pure Bright Dharma Body is a gem in comparison, making the contrast between the two too direct and stark, with too great a gap.

I deliberately stopped my cultivation and spent three whole months adjusting my state of mind.

Compared to other cultivators, his resistance to the Twilight Peaches was strong enough that he was able to keep them in the cave for so long before using them.

The key is to have enough confidence in yourself; in non-emergency situations, there is no need to take such action.

Moreover, the passage of time makes him exceptionally sensitive to every inch of his lifespan that slips away, and each time he takes the medicine, it serves as a wake-up call.

Ordinary cultivators only know that their lifespan is being shortened, but they don't know the specific numbers. They are misled by the appearance of great progress in their cultivation and simply can't stop.

All he had to do was readjust to the normalcy that it takes decades or even centuries to master a great supernatural power.

Being in the Jingming Sect, aside from closed-door cultivation, one can only communicate with two spirit puppets.

Every time I went out of seclusion to relax, I would chat with them for a few minutes, mainly asking about the situation of several patriarchs of the Jingming School.

For example, where does the lineage of Shaoyang Zhenjun actually come from?

When Shaoyang Zhenjun first arrived in the Western Sea, he was just an unknown Nascent Soul cultivator, and at that time he did not even have the qualifications to be called a Zhenjun.

In less than a century, he successfully transformed into a deity, becoming the most dazzling of the ancient sages of the Western Sea, and establishing unparalleled achievements.

After suppressing the Western Sea for a thousand years, he ascended to the Upper Realm and issued three imperial edicts.

According to Tai Xi, Shao Yang Zhenjun found three volumes of heavenly books inside an old clam, which were the lineage of Nan Hua Xianjun, and from then on he embarked on the road to prosperity.

However, this claim sounds rather strange; the idea of ​​a celestial book hidden inside a clam sounds more like a storybook and is too far-fetched.

What kind of clam spirit could bear the Heavenly Book of the Jingming lineage, and just in time wait for Shaoyang Zhenjun to come and retrieve it?

Too much time has passed, and later generations can hardly see the whole picture.

All that is known is that Shaoyang Zhenjun is doing better and better in the Earthly Immortal Realm. In his last imperial edict, he was already highly regarded and his name was listed in the Imperial Register. The edict was signed by the Grand Historian of the Nine Provinces, who was in charge of the affairs of the Thunder and Lightning Province.

Therefore, later generations of the Jingming sect revered him as the Immortal Lord.

Bai Zichen recalled that the Taiping Fu Jing mentioned the Immortal Lord Nanhua, saying that he was a giant in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Judging from this, the disciples of the Jingming Sect must have had someone to take care of them after their ascension, so they must have done quite well.

……

In the twenty-fifth year of the Jingming Sect's grotto-heaven, Bai Zichen's divine thought multiplied into ten, manifesting as a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

After casting the spell, a sudden pain shot through his sea of ​​consciousness, and his divine sense was instantly drained.

After taking two nourishing pills and holding a piece of ice crystal cloud under his lips, he gradually recovered after an incense stick's time.

"The Technique of Forbidden Interactions, what a fine Technique of Forbidden Interactions! Without the Glazed Golden Fruit, it would truly take a hundred years to achieve even a minor success!"

Bai Zichen sensed the ten golden stars in his sea of ​​consciousness, like satellites orbiting each other, scattered in all directions.

The completion of the Qi-Tracing Forbidden Technique coincided perfectly with the opening of the Heavenly Barrier Passage, with only a few months separating the two events.

Bai Zichen left the cave and found Tai Xi and Tai Yi, who were already waiting for him.

"Daozi, we have prepared spatial spiritual objects and can activate the Heavenly Barrier Passage at any time... This passage was drawn by the Immortal Lord with great magical power, connecting the Ancestral Continent. Unlike a teleportation array, the target is not clear. After teleporting there, the exact location is uncertain, so you must be careful."

Tai Xi raised her slender, boneless finger and pointed. It was a tunnel that stretched endlessly through the void, mysteriously winding its way forward.

"However, with your strength, you won't be in much danger no matter where you go."

"Daozi, do not forget your responsibilities."

Taiyi said in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, I will definitely return after I reach the Nascent Soul stage to carry on the Pure Bright Dao lineage."

Bai Zichen turned around, performed the ancient ritual, and spoke gently before stepping into the passageway. He was then propelled by the power of space and disappeared into who-knows-where.

(End of this chapter)