Born with immortal seed

Chapter 822

"Five rainbow-colored dragons, three of which are of the lower grade of the fifth rank, one of the middle grade of the fifth rank, and one of the upper grade of the fifth rank..."

Bai Zichen made no attempt to conceal his presence. The moment he pressed down with his sword light, the rainbow dragon in the pool detected him and burst out of the misty fog.

Star beasts like the Rainbow Dragon, born from the essence of dragons and rainbow light, possess intelligence no different from ordinary demon beasts.

The main characteristic is that his emotions are cold, like a piece of refined iron, without any fluctuation.

There is no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness; no hatred or preference; only a yearning for things and a disregard for the essence of life.

Judging from its appearance, it has no relation to the dragon family.

It's like a chopstick magnified countless times, smooth and straight, with no discernible beginning or end.

It has no mouth, nose, eyes, or ears; it is just a flat CD.

A dark hole hangs above, sucking in all the purple mist that passes by.

Without any pause, the rainbow dragon shot towards him.

A slight tearing sensation came from my body, as if I was being locked onto by a rainbow light, which was exerting force in different directions.

All that could be seen was a rainbow, and no one knew where the enemy was.

"The pearls of rice also emit brilliance!"

Bai Zichen snorted coldly. This kind of situation might make other Nascent Soul cultivators panic, but he could handle it before he ascended.

After arriving in the Earthly Immortal Realm, even without an increase in cultivation level, his strength improved significantly.

On the one hand, the Dongxuan Slaughtering God Sword Scripture thrived in the Earthly Immortal Realm, with its operational efficiency and the sharpness of its true essence both improving.

On the other hand, with all five elements present and all upgraded to the Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude, their already exaggerated endurance in battle undergoes another qualitative change.

This doesn't even mention the subtle, gradual progress he made in swordsmanship through constant practice.

The human world version of myself is no longer the same as before.

Five sword lights leaped out, slashing towards the rainbow-colored sky, as if cutting open the sky like a ribbon.

With a crisp tearing sound, the fierce rainbow dragon was torn to shreds in the next instant.

Even if they transform into rainbow light in time, they are frozen in place, like solid crystals.

It shattered into pieces, scattering and crackling all over the ground.

Transforming into rainbow light or being immune to damage are useless against him.

Even the heavens grow old, and countless worlds outside the realm of immortals have been destroyed and decayed.

Even the rainbow, can it escape the changes of time?

Bai Zichen's sword light contained the sword intent of time, which, though subtle and imperceptible, was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

In fact, he had already reached the legendary fifth realm of swordsmanship.

Every sword strike carries true meaning, yet every move hastens one's aging.

However, the true meaning of time is special and not outwardly apparent.

This has also made his swordsmanship increasingly simple and archaic, making him look almost no different from a beginner at first glance.

All complexity and change were discarded, solely to maximize the potential of the sword intent of time.

After the five rainbow dragons died, unlike the demonic beasts, they left no remains.

They came illuminated by the rainbow's light and departed as a rainbow.

Those colorful, crystalline fragments scattered like colorful clouds as they fell, and were blown away by the wind without leaving a trace.

"Interesting star beast. The more of this thing you refine into the Radiant Light Divine Power, the better. Every extra bit will increase the power of the divine power... But is the probability of getting a star core really that low? It's not even one in five."

Bai Zichen reached out and summoned five rainbow threads, which looked as if they would break if pulled too hard.

When placed in the palm of your hand, it stretches and contracts, almost like a living thing.

Approaching the Fairy Pool, one can see dried bloodstains and tattered clothing on the protruding rocks on the water's surface.

It is likely the remains of a cultivator who was caught collecting rosy clouds here and was killed by the Rainbow Flood Dragon before he could dodge.

Just by looking at the bloodstains that lingered on the water's surface, one could tell how many people had perished here.

Don't be fooled by how easily Bai Zichen dealt with it; it would take a tremendous amount of effort for a Nascent Soul cultivator of the same level to win.

Without any means of restraint, one can only watch helplessly as the Rainbow Dragon escapes.

Swish!Swish!
Along the way, they encountered two more rainbow-colored dragons, both of which were slain by a flash of sword light without Bai Zichen even lifting a finger.

Furthermore, they are constantly reducing the power of their swords, attempting to defeat their enemies with less force.

The Enlightenment Sword Technique is all-encompassing, and the effects of its newly integrated sword techniques from the Earthly Immortal Realm are slowly becoming apparent.

Once the true meaning of time is used up, the recovery speed is comparable to a snail's crawl, terrifyingly slow.

The main problem is that one can only move forward with time and absorb true meaning into one's body, but cannot refine it.

Only by controlling the force of each strike can one execute multiple strikes.

Otherwise, with that limited time and true essence, if one encounters a truly formidable opponent, it will be exhausted in just a few rounds.

"Who goes there? Sneaking around like that!"

The rainbow dragon finally left behind a star core. Bai Zichen had just picked it up when he roared, his shout reaching the grandfather and grandson who were only a hundred feet away from him.

A wisp of mist rolled in, and two blurry figures gradually emerged, revealing that there were actually two cultivators there.

Despite having a cultivation level of only Nascent Soul, he almost managed to deceive Chi Zhi, who was at the peak of the Divine Transformation stage. This method of concealment can be described as astonishing.

It should be noted that although his talent for seeing through things could only be raised to the fifth rank due to the upper limit of the flying sword's grade, he was unable to upgrade his sword heart to the level of Void Refinement.

However, among those of the same level, no invisibility or stealth abilities have been seen to take effect yet.

With the added blessing of the Candle Dragon Yin-Yang Eyes and the Rolling Spiritual Sense, even a Void Refiner couldn't possibly approach at such close range silently.

While the fact that Gun Gun is currently asleep does have an impact, it's not enough to make a small Nascent Soul cultivator do that.

The Immortal Realm may have more supreme divine abilities and heaven-defying secret techniques, but the fact that two random Nascent Soul cultivators on the Yao Guang Continent could do it still left him speechless.

"Senior, spare our lives! We didn't deliberately hide to find out any secrets... The Rainbow Dragon came extremely fast, and my granddaughter and I didn't have time to escape. Fortunately, we had an ancestral robe that saved us from disaster."

The old man held a colorful garment woven with shimmering light in his hands. The light moved back and forth on it, and in just a short while, wisps of mist merged with the surroundings, almost disappearing right before his eyes.

Behind him stood a young female cultivator who secretly glanced over with her beautiful, bright eyes.

"It is indeed a unique robe, with rosy clouds as silk and mist as thread, and the Great Dao of a lifetime poured onto it... The Great Dao originates from the same source, but it is intermittent, so it must have been forged by several people."

Bai Zichen picked up Xia Yi, examined it twice to figure out its design, and then threw it back.

It's not appropriate to determine the quality based on grade. The collected rosy clouds and mist can't exceed the fifth grade level, and the cultivators who refine them can only reach the Nascent Soul stage at most.

Yet, the fact that such a magnificent robe could be forged, almost deceiving Bai Zichen, is not only due to its exquisite and flawless craftsmanship, but also because several cultivators who practiced the Great Dao of Radiant Light devoted themselves to its creation, and even sealed their own Dao essence within it before their deaths.

It was because of the combination of various conditions that such a rare treasure was born.

As long as one is in a suitable environment, the concealment effect of wearing the Cloud Robe can be enhanced to the Refinement of Emptiness level.

However, its applicability is too limited, and the refining process requires the activation of essence blood, making it seem like a backdoor left by the refiner for their own offspring.

They can't move around freely, otherwise the movement of the mist will immediately reveal their true location.

If you try to forcibly break through it, the usefulness of this robe will be almost completely destroyed.

"Senior has keen insight. Our ancestors produced three fellow cultivators who reached the Nascent Soul stage in succession. It was through their tireless efforts that this garment was made."

The old man understood perfectly well that a cultivator who could see through his movements while he was concealed by his robes was of unfathomable strength.

Even Rainbow Dragon overlooked the grandfather and grandson.

"Do you live nearby? Do you know where the Rainbow Dragons are most abundant? Report to me immediately."

Bai Zichen didn't care about rainbow lines; he preferred star cores, the more the better.

He'd had enough of not having any immortal crystals; he had to split even a single top-grade spirit stone in half to make ends meet. He was much more strapped for cash than when he was in the mortal realm.

"My name is Zhao Dehan, and this is my granddaughter Zhao Luorui. We have come from the Damengze, hundreds of thousands of miles away, to gather the essence of the rainbow and refine our qi to practice our family's traditional techniques... As for where the Rainbow Flood Dragon is distributed, it is not something that a humble Taoist like myself can know. We have all kept our distance after hearing about this ferocious creature, and we dare not approach it."

Zhao Dehan lowered his head as far as he could, afraid that he would not be able to satisfy this mysterious senior.

The environment of Yao Guang Continent is far inferior to that of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and spiritual energy is not abundant, so cultivating to the Nascent Soul Realm is not so easy.

He had already reached the pinnacle of his ability to transform into a Nascent Soul, having exhausted all his potential, but this granddaughter was the most talented in the family.

The hope of the Zhao family of Damengze to return to the status of a family of Nascent Soul cultivators rests on Zhao Luorui.

"That's enough. Go far away and don't look back..."

Bai Zichen wanted to say something more, but suddenly his expression turned serious, and he waved his hand and turned to the other side.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Zhao Dehan's heart skipped a beat. He pulled the still bewildered Zhao Luorui over, performed several deep bows, and then used his magic weapon to retreat frantically.

The only thing that could make this incredibly powerful senior, who could slay a rainbow dragon like a chicken, change color and feel that a storm was brewing, is the arrival of a formidable opponent of equal strength.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators left on this battlefield wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder; the aftershocks would shatter them into pieces.

“Father, have you been able to identify who that senior is? I’ve thought of all the important figures who fit the criteria, but none of them match in appearance or demeanor, nor should they be here. Could it be some reclusive senior who has lost his name in the world?”

Zhao Luorui's eyes flashed with strange light; even on her escape, she was still thinking about that mysterious senior.

"Of course you wouldn't recognize him! Because he's not a cultivator from this realm at all, but a celestial envoy from the upper realm!"

Several Nascent Soul cultivators had emerged from the Zhao clan of Damengze, and Zhao Dehan, being elderly and insightful, quickly realized the truth.

How could such a powerful figure appear out of nowhere? Unless he comes from beyond the heavens and is a legendary immortal.

"Wouldn't that mean if I befriend him, I'd have a chance to go to the Immortal Realm?"

Zhao Luorui's eyes shone brightly. The Nascent Soul world must have some knowledge of the Immortal Realm, and it was impossible that the ancient books passed down in her family had not mentioned it.

"Don't be delusional!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Dehan decisively said, "The celestial envoys of the upper realm have varying levels of character, and this one clearly carries a great deal of trouble. How could we possibly get close to him? The slightest danger we might encounter could instantly reduce us to nothingness, and even our entire family would be unable to withstand it."

"The previous owner of the Great Dream Marsh was someone who attached himself to a celestial envoy. Later, his whole family helped that celestial envoy to conquer the star beasts, but the entire clan was wiped out."

In the blink of an eye, they had flown over a thousand miles when they finally heard a deafening roar behind them.

Startled, the grandfather and grandson infused their true energy again, further increasing their flight speed.

(End of this chapter)