Born with immortal seed

Chapter 887

The dark shadow rolled to the ground and transformed into a monstrous dragon, its chin bearing terrifying scales, its entire body covered in black scales, and black flames erupting from its gaping vulture.

Its eyes flashed with golden lightning, and its opening and closing were accompanied by the appearance and disappearance of thunderbolts, like two large lamps illuminating the way ahead.

Looking around in surprise, they saw the True Dragon Clan of Zhenchi Island who had been imprisoned.

With the Buddhist kingdom in turmoil and Kongwen weakened, he was naturally unable to contain the dragon Ananda any longer.

Without hesitation, he revealed his true form, not launching an attack immediately, but instead cautiously locking onto the people in the arena.

He had witnessed Kong Wen's strength firsthand; to be able to beat this monk like this, the opponent's strength was unimaginable.

Zhenchi Island is a frequent visitor to Danya Cave Heaven, and based on past experience, it is impossible for it to attract such a luxurious lineup.

Even if there are cultivators outside of the Five Dragon Sea, they will not constitute the main force.

The direct descendants of those top powers wouldn't make a special trip for such rare and precious materials.

But this time it was clearly different. They had all reached the top of the cliff, and none of the three people left behind looked familiar.

Furthermore, having confidence in its own bloodline, it restrained its violent nature and waited for an opportunity to strike.

"So it was the Xue family of Qingdu..."

Bai Zichen suddenly realized that as someone who walks the path of time and is very likely to be related to the physical body of time, how could he not have a deep understanding of this matter?

The Xue family of Qingdu is a name that cannot be ignored.

No wonder it can also use the power of time travel, yet it is slightly different from its own.

However, his carefully concealed identity as the true body of the Guangyin has now been exposed by outsiders. Fortunately, he is only an incarnation of Qingxiao Jing, and no one will be able to contact the real person in the short term.

It's not surprising that Xue Wugao decisively offered his assistance; there's a very reasonable explanation for it.

Each luminous yin being is qualified to study the lineage of the Eternal Heavenly Venerable and compete for the throne of one of the Six Emperors.

Legend has it that among the first generation of the Six Emperors, only the Celestial Venerable of Longevity was personally taught by the Heavenly Emperor, making his identity the most special.

As the borrowed path of time receded, Bai Zichen once again swung his sword, its graceful movement sweeping across the cave.

The rapidly flowing river of time shrank to a single point, propelling the lifespan of the grotto-heaven forward by a considerable amount of time.

A bitter look appeared on Kong Wen's face. Without a space talisman like the Void-Breaking Divine Talisman, Dan Cliff Cave Heaven was a closed prison.

There was no way to leave before the battle was decided and the passage to the cave was opened.

He simply opened his mouth wide, actively facing the sword light, feeling the life force in his body rapidly draining away.

His physical body even began to burn impatiently, and pieces of his bones crystallized and fell off, scattering relics all over the ground.

Only a rainbow light remained, intertwined with a strand of gold, as it burst out of the Dan Cliff Cave.

"Has the rainbow body transformation and return to the Buddha's seat reached such a level...?"

The evil dragon was stunned, not understanding why the monk from the Saha Buddha Land had made such a choice.

Rainbow body transformation is a phenomenon that occurs when eminent monks pass away, or when they are desperate and choose to burn their physical body and soul to protect a wisp of their true spirit and return to the Buddha's Pure Land.

The Buddha forged a twelve-tiered lotus platform, a supreme treasure passed down through generations in the Saha Buddha Land. The soul of every Buddhist practitioner who has attained rainbow body and passed away can be found within it.

It's already remarkable that a mere fragment of a soul could survive for a hundred years.

After a while, it will become a ball of spiritual light and merge with the twelve-petaled lotus platform.

Only when Buddhism reaches an extremely profound level can it be refined into gold through countless trials, allowing the Buddha himself to retrieve the true spirit, reshape the physical body, and allow it to be reborn for another lifetime.

This can be viewed as a cycle with a controllable scope but a smaller scale, where the chances of success are limited, and one's fate is still left to destiny.

No Buddhist practitioner would gamble on such a slim chance unless they were extremely pessimistic about the situation.

'Bear the sword blow head-on, then use your bloodline power to conceal it within a mustard seed. What does it matter if it's some kind of Soul-Slaying Mushroom... For the sake of our ancestor, I doubt anyone will bother to pursue it further.'

Having regained its dragon form and reclaimed its ancestral bloodline, the evil dragon still possesses confidence. How could its physical body, comparable to that of a Void Refiner, not withstand a single blow?

Among the top bloodlines of the demon race, Ananda Dragon is not known for its physical strength. It is not as good as the Great Sun Demon Ape, which drinks heavenly fire and feeds on cosmic spiritual light, nor as good as the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, which is closest to the bloodline of the true dragon and has an indestructible body from birth.

However, among human body cultivators, it ranks among the top, with few lineages able to compare.

Moreover, a dragon's body that has been blessed by the Dragon King Ananda is no ordinary creature.

The seemingly ordinary sword light swept towards me, but instead of the expected sharpness that would pierce my body, it only brought a slight chill.

After a moment of hesitation, the dragon's body, which was brimming with boundless power, suddenly went limp, completely unlike the body of a demon at the Void Refinement level.

The entire dragon exuded an aura of decay, as if it had just crawled out of a dragon tomb, devoid of any vitality.

"The power of time, severing one's lifespan..."

The dragon's voice was intermittent, and it finally understood why even the disciples of the Saha Buddha Land could not muster the thought of resistance, and were so desperate that they had to use the rainbow body technique to preserve a glimmer of hope.

This Great Dao of Time appears peaceful, but in reality, it is extremely domineering, making even top-tier magical treasures and supernatural powers as fragile as they are in its presence.

It felt like returning to the world within the well, still trapped in its cage, struggling desperately with no trace of one's bloodline.

An unprecedented feeling of weakness welled up inside me, and an idea inevitably flashed through my mind:
'Perhaps it's a good thing that he's hidden in the Buddhist realm, not struggling to come out...'

With a flash of sword light, the dragon's head fell to the ground, rolled twice, and its flesh dried up into a wrinkled old skin.

The dragon's body crashed to the ground with a creaking sound as it succumbed to its weight, before shattering into ruins.

"What a pity, this sword was originally meant for that monk..."

Bai Zichen still owed that True Dragon a favor. Both sides knew very well that it was just using the aura of a sacred beast as a pretext to give the other side a reason to leave the scene.

The essence of the sacred beast is crucial for another breakthrough in the Great Dao and divine powers. Such a rare treasure, unique in the Three Realms and unlikely to be found again, is not to be given away.

At most, he would tell the truth about the sacred beast's essence blood; whether the true dragon believed him or not was none of his concern.

"I, Lü, am very grateful for your help, fellow Daoist."

Bai Zichen bowed to the other person still standing on the cliff top, expressing goodwill.

Regardless, without the intervention of this Xue clan member, achieving his goal would have been extremely difficult for him.

Whether they can stand here intact at this moment is still unknown.

"All time under heaven follows the same path. I am Xue Wugao from Qingdu... Where are you from, sir? I had no idea that there were such outstanding talents in the Immortal Realm who had traveled such a long and arduous path of time."

Xue Wugao returned the greeting with a smile and asked.

"Those who ascended from the lower realms are no match for the noble descendants of the immortals."

Bai Zichen understood immediately; they were indeed the family he had imagined.

This incarnation of Qingxiao Jing only appears on Zhenchi Island, and since it is not afraid of calculation, it is hard to associate it with Lü Zhengyang on Lanke Mountain now.

Even if it were to spread, it wouldn't matter, as the Qingdu Xue Clan was far away in the Central Immortal Realm, beyond their reach.

When cultivators from the Central Immortal Realm come knocking on his door because of this, he will soon have to face challenges from several forces on the Five Dragon Sea. He has many debts, so he has nothing to worry about.

"With your talent and ability, establishing your own school is a piece of cake... If you have time, you can come to Qingdu Blessed Land to find me and discuss the supernatural powers of time."

Xue Wugao said a few words in a serious tone, and seeing the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven above his head slowly separating, he directly transformed into a beam of clear light and escaped.

It was clean and efficient, with no attempt to take advantage of the situation or to further cultivate a relationship.

"Could it be that the Xue family truly believes in the idea that all time flows in the same direction?"

Bai Zichen fell silent. This behavior was strange. Could it be that such refined qualities truly existed in the Immortal Realm?

"Whether you play hard to get or plot against me in secret, nothing can shake my resolve."

"No one knows what I rely on, no one understands what I really want, so the results are naturally vastly different!"

With a wave of his hand, the Soul-Slaying Mushroom flew up by its roots, and in mid-air, a three-foot-tall black-clad youth appeared, his expression fierce, and he thrust a demonic spear forward with force.

As expected, it was a primordial spiritual root that had already taken human form. It had been bound by the Dan Cliff Cave Heaven and unable to leave the ground, but now that it had been plucked, it began to fight desperately.

However, those with innate spiritual roots are already at a disadvantage in terms of combat power when they take human form, not to mention that they were suppressed by the restrictions of the cave heaven in the past, so they never had the opportunity to cultivate supernatural powers.

They can only rely on their own inherent Daoist wisdom to deal with their enemies.

These tricks were no match for Bai Zichen. He raised his sword to parry a few moves, and with a swirling of sword light, he shattered the black-clad youth's body, turning it into a wisp of black smoke that retreated back into the Soul-Slaying Mushroom.

Having secured his target, he draped the Ghost God's Position Map over his body, preparing to leave the cave to avoid anyone lying in wait outside trying to take advantage of him.

Suddenly, a faint sword sound reached his ears, so faint as to be almost imperceptible. If he hadn't had a different sensitivity to flying swords, he certainly wouldn't have noticed it.

"It wasn't completely destroyed; it still retains the basic sword embryo..."

Bai Zichen slammed his palm through the ruins, and a broken sword jumped into his hand. It was the Hundred Spirits Immortal-Slaying Sword that Ye Huan had used earlier to display its divine power.

By using special secret techniques to forcefully enhance the power of the flying sword, even without external force to destroy it, the sword will eventually be rendered useless.

Moreover, he was struck twice by Kong Wen and Xue Zhongru using techniques imbued with divine power, and Ye Huan himself was shattered into dust.

Unexpectedly, this flying sword, which was intended to be a disposable consumable, displayed amazing vitality. Even though it was broken into hundreds of pieces, an invisible force still managed to bind them together.

Holding it in my hand, I can feel the sword spirit pulsating indomitably.

Even though it was like a candle flickering in the wind, it stubbornly maintained its flying sword form and did not completely disintegrate along with its rider.

"What a strange state. The flying sword, which was originally only a fifth-order sword, was forcibly elevated to the sixth-order level by a secret technique... Moreover, it has devoured too many cultivators' flesh, blood, and souls with this sword. It feels like there are multiple sword spirits present at the same time, which is very chaotic."

Bai Zichen weighed the matter for a moment, then put the Hundred Spirits Immortal-Slaying Sword into his pocket, intending to go back and see if he could salvage it through the Supreme Pure Micro Sword Box.

Once things stabilize, I'll have another sixth-tier flying sword.

After finishing up, he rushed out of the cave and disappeared without a trace.

……

Outside the Dan Cliff Cave, chaos reigned.

All the surviving Nascent Soul cultivators quickly formed small groups based on their background and the closeness of their relationships.

Everyone tacitly refrained from making a move, simply gathering together in silence.

It was soon discovered that the damage rate in Danya Cave was much higher than in previous years.

Once the various factions arrive with their reinforcements, there will be further turmoil.

"Coming to the Six Blessings Immortal Realm, I unexpectedly stumbled upon the Heavenly Emperor's Tribulation Body... The Time Imprint he cast will strengthen his connection with the Great Dao, causing him to unconsciously increase the frequency of using the Great Dao's divine powers, and slowly reveal the unparalleled elegance of the previous Time Yin Bodies. Such a person advances a level every hundred years with ease; if I have the chance to see him again next time, he will surely be at the Refinement of Emptiness stage."

Xue Wugao activated a floating ship, which was completely silent and without light or shadow.

As dawn broke, cultivators at the Void Refinement stage began to appear, but none of them could discern the trajectory of the airship.

"This encounter, coupled with my assistance, is enough to entangle my fate with this person. This is the destiny of the Xue clan... If I can truly awaken the Heavenly Emperor, it will be a great blessing from Heaven. This opportunity will allow me to directly reach the Integration stage. If not, the so-called Radiant Yin Body of the Tribulation Body is still beyond my reach. Being associated with it will at least provide some benefit in cultivating the Radiant Yin Divine Power."

Xue Wugao didn't care at all whether the middle-aged man in the green robe told the truth about his identity or background.

No one who has undergone tribulation can disobey the Heavenly Emperor's arrangements; all will proceed toward the predetermined goal.

Just look at this seed; imagine how bountiful the harvest it will eventually yield.

(End of this chapter)