Born with immortal seed

Chapter 882 The Old Man on the Wall

Xue Wugao flew all the way to the Five Dragon Sea. The sky was dark and gloomy, with countless storms and thunderbolts frozen in place, tearing the void into thousands of cracks.

"The strange phenomena in Dan Cliff Cave Heaven are so magnificent... I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain during my visit to the Three Immortal Islands in the Six Blessings Immortal Realm."

He was of noble birth, and even though he was only at the Nascent Soul stage, he could still meet the three immortals on the island because of his status as a direct descendant of the Xue family.

Having conveyed greetings from the clan elders and learned the true attitude of the Three Immortals towards the mysterious death of their descendant in the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm, the mission was considered complete.

The underlying meaning and the subsequent actions of the two families are something the elders will take care of.

What he needs to do is to thoroughly explore the magnificent ocean of the Six Blessed Realms and broaden his horizons.

It's not that the Xue family doesn't have members with higher cultivation levels, it's just that their identities are sensitive, and every move they make will attract attention from all sides.

Xue Wugao's status is high enough, but his cultivation is still shallow, making him the most suitable candidate.

Upon leaving the Three Immortal Islands, I heard that the Dan Cliff Grotto had appeared in the world, and I rushed over with great interest.

He didn't care about the spiritual herbs and immortal plants; he mainly wanted to see the Nascent Soul disciples that various forces had cultivated in order to compete for the resources of their grotto-heavens.

Let's see how amazing and brilliant the heaven-defying combat power gained by overdrawing one's foundation and severing one's path can be displayed at the Nascent Soul stage.

pat!

As he was pondering this, several dark figures fell down in front of Xue Wugao, scattered pieces of corpses.

"The competition has already begun before we even enter Dan Cliff Cave Heaven...?"

Xue Wugao felt a chill run down his spine as endless darkness rushed towards him, forcing him into an environment where he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face.

From the outside, one can see the inky sea sinking, with dark clouds mixed with torrential rain and thunder pouring down from the sky, forming a closed space.

Occasionally, a few flashes of lightning would pierce through the darkness, revealing glimpses of what lay within.

The light revealed rugged mountains on the seabed, as well as countless monsters, some unconscious there, others swept into the sky.

To enter the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven, one needs a page of Dan script as proof of entry; the script consists of nine hundred pages.

Once you enter using this method, the cinnabar book will disappear.

Once the grotto is hidden from the world, the seeds will be randomly scattered throughout the Five Dragon Sea.

Major powers could use this time to collect alchemical texts, thus gaining an advantage in the number of their own cultivators within the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven.

The Dan Shu Seal has no concept of recognizing a master; if it is killed before entering the cave, the next holder can still use it normally.

In previous years, everyone still maintained a certain level of decorum, but this time, due to the current situation of the Soul-Slaying Mushroom or the Five Dragon Sea, the mutual hunting has started much earlier.

"Since there's only one person here, it's better to keep a low profile, lest we be forced to use several of our trump cards before even entering the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven..."

Xue Wugao took out a talisman and slapped it on his body, which gradually became transparent.

……

Amidst a pile of jumbled rocks, a Taoist priest in a green robe landed and expertly flipped over several boulders.

Facing the exposed white sand, he slashed with his sword, and a silver-white alchemical book floated up, covered with fragments of alchemical formulas.

Legend has it that in the Five Dragon Sea, whoever can collect nine hundred pages of alchemical texts will obtain a supreme alchemical scripture.

Over the years, many sects have accumulated thousands of pill formulas and seals, yet they still can't piece together even a single pill formula.

This only raises suspicions that the text on the alchemical text appears randomly each time, rather than being static.

"Qingxiao Jing's incarnation is not good at fighting, but his ability to deduce and calculate is beyond what one should have at this level... He can obtain it without any effort, even when many people are fighting and fighting for it."

After some calculation, Bai Zichen figured out that among the many Nascent Soul cultivators who were about to enter the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven, there were no fewer than ten who could pose a threat to him.

If it were Zi Fu Jing's incarnation, with the same late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, I'm confident I could easily kill them both in the cave.

But Qingxiao Jing's incarnation is not suited for this job.

"I fear that someone might be carrying fragments or imitations of rare treasures from the Heavenly Palace, yet they are unable to see the secrets of heaven or grasp their destiny..."

If you don't have an absolute advantage in strength, you naturally have to change your style of doing things.

Bai Zichen took out something and covered himself with it. His figure and aura disappeared, and he flew towards the black clouds.

After a while, several people rode in on golden-winged rocs.

A moment later, an angry shout rang out.

"Who stole the imperial seal and seal that our sect had kept here!"

The leader, a sinister-looking cultivator, glared fiercely at his fellow disciples. Sects like theirs, at the Void Refinement level, were terrified of leaking the information and being demanded back by powerful forces, so they simply hid it in one place using the most primitive methods.

Without setting up formations or imposing restrictions, there are countless such small, rocky islets exposed above the sea.

The spiritual energy is murky and the land is barren, so independent cultivators don't even look at this kind of place; in fact, it's safer there.

The sinister cultivator became suspicious of his companions, wondering if information had been leaked by higher-ups within the sect.

He exchanged a glance with his confidant, and together they sprang into action, unleashing their magical weapons to bombard the others.

They had long harbored grudges against each other, and this was a good opportunity to eliminate their internal rivals.

Several screams rang out, and blood appeared.

……

The seawater surged back, dark clouds loomed overhead, and when the two black lines overlapped, a vast and terrifying aura emanated, and a black hole expanded outwards.

Inside, there is a towering cliff whose top cannot be seen, covered with exotic flowers and rare herbs, generating all sorts of auspicious and wondrous phenomena.

Each sheet of cinnabar script transformed into a stream of light, drawn by an invisible gravitational pull towards the black hole—the legendary Dan Cliff Grotto.

There was a figure clad in full armor, with dragon horns on his head, and a snarling smile revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth;
There was a fat man with a big belly, who swaggered around carrying a tattered fan on his back.
A handsome monk with red lips and white teeth, hands clasped together, surrounded by auspicious light and Buddhist chants, smiling broadly;

Another majestic and heroic figure, with pale gold skin, three heads and six arms, charged to the front and was the first to climb the red cliff.
Behind all the shimmering lights, there was a young man with a dark aura and shimmering light, as if he were walking in another dimension...

The above-mentioned people do not seem to be people who have transformed into spirits.

Each has its own origin, and they can almost represent the strongest combat power in the Nascent Soul stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Top-tier forces may have disciples with superior talent and aptitude, but they prioritize the cultivation path and would never hone their combat abilities too early, sending a Nascent Soul disciple to the front lines.

Long after all the cinnabar scrolls had flown in, another page slowly drifted by, deceiving everyone.

"After figuring out the true purpose of the Ghost and God Position Chart, the Bewitching Veil originally used to conceal our whereabouts was long forgotten... Although it was a waste of its potential, it was still useful in front of a group of Nascent Soul cultivators."

Even if Qingxiao Jing's avatar cultivates rapidly, he has only just reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Bai Zichen's willingness to venture into Danya Cave Heaven must be due to other means.

With the map of ghosts and gods in hand, he can protect himself without showing himself.

"When it comes to the level of fusion, my deductions are chaotic and the images are messy... But looking at myself, I know that there will be a calamity within fifty years, and someone will take it away with a treasure bottle and suppress it in a dark and sunless world."

The fact that Qingxiao Jinghua embodied in this way indirectly proves that the original body also suffered a calamity, and that the combined entity directly attacked him.

With his avatar captured and his true self not appearing, the reputation of Lü Zhengyang, as rumored, could no longer be maintained.

If it weren't for this Bihai Tian ascended cultivator who had attained the Unity Realm thousands of years ago as a decoy, how could Lankeshan have established itself so quickly in the Five Dragon Sea?

From small clues, we can see the bigger picture. Fifty years later, Bai Zichen will face a severe test.

His cultivation level couldn't be broken through in a short time, so he was determined to obtain the Soul-Slaying Herb.

Zi Fu Jing's transformation into a powerful being is nothing compared to the combined cultivation level. At least it proves that Lü Zhengyang's combined cultivation level is genuine, thus buying more time.

At the same time, there is also an opportunity to verify an idea in one's mind.

"Man proposes, God disposes? I'll see if I can defy fate in the next fifty years..."

Under the cover of the Ghost God Position Diagram, Bai Zichen's aura completely dissipated, and he calmly watched as fierce battles erupted before his eyes.

Without asking why or needing any pretext, if someone is not on the same path, they will strike ruthlessly upon meeting them.

Hesitating for even a moment will only lead to your own downfall.

The ferocity of the sea monks was displayed in full force.

They had only climbed a hundred feet high when more than a hundred cultivators had already died.

The magical artifacts roared, and the swords clashed; this happened every moment.

"Transformed demon race?"

Bai Zichen showed a slight look of surprise, but quickly realized that there was a True Dragon Island in the Five Dragon Sea, so it would be strange if the demon race didn't get involved.

The burly man wore armor, looking fierce and menacing, with dragon heads swirling and dancing around him.

With his palms swelled, he captured the two cultivators like chicks in his hands. Both were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, yet they could not offer the slightest resistance.

His true energy, sealed within his body, surged wildly, his face flushed red, and then exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The dragon demon ignored the filthy blood and bits of flesh that clung to its arm, opening its blood-red maw to greedily lick its lips.

This demon is arrogant and dismissive of everyone. Anyone who stands in its way is slapped away with a single palm strike.

Regardless of which school of disciples they belong to, anyone who can withstand the second blow can be considered to have formidable strength.

They basically killed them with a single slap, turning them into clumps of bloody mud, not even able to preserve their complete corpses.

"This physical body is comparable to a sixth-level Body Tempering cultivator; without a counter-magic weapon, it would be really difficult to kill it..."

Bai Zichen calculated for a long time, then followed behind with a determined mind, watching the mighty dragon man sweep away all obstacles, until he encountered a young monk with an otherworldly air.

The handsome monk had just picked up two handfuls of rice ears laden with jewels when he looked up at them, moved by their beauty.

But his gaze lingered over the burly dragon man, circling around the open space.

"How strange! How could a mere little dragon trigger such a frantic warning from the Heavenly Heart Path? Could it be hiding some unknown bloodline supernatural power...?"

The handsome monk raised the precious bottle and poured it in front of him. The clear water swirled gently, just enough to block the dark shadow.

“I am Kongwen, from the Saha Buddha Land, and I am a disciple of Master Baoping… You have too much malevolent energy, and I don’t know how many sins you have committed.”

"Before setting out, I made a solemn vow before the Buddha's lotus throne to build a hundred temples on the islands and to educate the monks there to uphold goodness and worship the Buddha."

"Since we are short of a mount to travel, you may come with me to listen to the teachings of the Buddha and cleanse your sins as soon as possible, and be promoted to a guardian dragon of the Dharma."

The burly dragon remained silent, his body transforming into a dragon, and a dragon claw descended from the sky.

With each piece of armor peeled away, the aura emanating from it grew stronger.

It turns out that these armors were not meant to enhance strength, but rather to restrict and confine.

Now that it was free from its restraints, the powerful demonic body of the Ananda dragon clan was revealed.

Each strike contained power beyond the Nascent Soul realm, capable of easily tearing apart a Nascent Soul Perfection cultivator.

But before the water in the bottle, all sounds become illusions, no different from being blown into the air.

"In the Buddhist realm, I alone am supreme!"

Kong Wen lightly pointed a finger, and flowers bloomed and withered, as if returning to the Saha Buddha Land, his whole body radiating a pure and crystal-clear light.

A strange smile appeared on the face of the burly dragon, his eyes glazed over, and his demonic body, which was about to transform into a dragon form, regressed.

(End of this chapter)