Born with immortal seed

Chapter 892 Even Chickens and Dogs Ascend to Heaven (Supplement 6.2)

The ephemeral mushroom knows not the dawn and dusk, the cicada knows not the spring and autumn; this is the cycle of life and death.

"The grains of sand that slip through your fingers ignore the principles and reason, causing the target to revert, washing away the strongest supernatural power or technique, no matter how profound the cultivation, returning it to its initial state."

Bai Zichen brought his five fingers together, and the illusory grains of sand slid across them, dancing with the movement of his fingertips.

This time-manipulation technique is extremely fast and stealthy when activated. Grains of time can appear in any corner, and anyone who gets caught in one will be affected.

His Dao realm had already reached the Integration level, which meant that unless the recipient went further and higher on the Dao, even an Integration cultivator could not resist him.

This is the power of the Sand Calamity Divine Power, which ignores the principles and reason; how could the grains of sand that have settled in the long river of time be so easily endured?

"If used properly, it can turn the tide at critical moments... What was thought to be a trump card has suddenly become the same as when I first started cultivating. How can I cope with such a huge contrast?"

The Sandstorm Divine Power cannot specify the effective technique or divine power; it will only randomly select from the strongest techniques on the target.

Whether you can choose the most useful option also depends on some luck.

Bai Zichen didn't like this feeling of being out of control. It was destined that the Sandstorm would not become a decisive divine power like the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword or the Flick of Time, but it was definitely qualified as a unique move.

Immediately after receiving the power of the Sandstorm, the River of Time surged backward into the sky, emitting a terrifying roar, as if it wanted to take the entire Radiant Spring Paradise away.

"Is this... the river of time flowing backward?"

Bai Zichen's gaze sharpened; in the Three Realms, no one was more familiar with the River of Time than him.

Such a miraculous sight is something I've never seen before.

The broken mountain peaks rose again, the shattered riverbed closed up, and the out-of-control floodwaters obediently returned to their course.

Everything returned to the state before the refining of the sacred beast's blood essence; the previous aura of the Azure Dragon seemed to have been just an illusion.

The twelve-winged cicada, now a sculpture suspended high above the cave, stirred for the first time, as the river of time rushing into the sky collided with the silver thread hanging down.

When two needles meet, wings flutter and bring the entire river to a standstill.

Besides gaining an additional Sandstorm Divine Power, the Great Dao Divine Power has also been improved by more than 50%, making it a perfect ending.

Bai Zichen broke out in a cold sweat and felt an overwhelming sense of fear whenever he recalled that fleeting glimpse of that indifferent gaze.

That was beyond words; it was on a level far higher than any other Nascent Soul cultivator he had ever seen.

Who knows what mythical creatures lurk deep within the river of time? Continuing down this path, besides the Heavenly Emperor blocking our way, there are many other dangers we are yet to discover.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't the great divine power that I had expected to be able to change the course of the battle as soon as it was used... However, this experience has given me a deeper understanding of manipulating time. When I am fully integrated, I may be able to successfully cut down the childhood of a cultivator of the same level."

No matter how strong you are now, you were definitely weak and powerless on the day you were born, and the true meaning of time will always find your flaws.

The harvest of sacred beast blood was considerable, but it did not solve the immediate crisis.

If a combined force were to actually come knocking, the only option would be to use the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword to hope that the other party would back down.

This supreme divine power can now unleash nine swords simultaneously, each sword cutting away three hundred years of lifespan.

If one were to sacrifice their own life to unleash this power, burning away three hundred years of their own life force, the destructive power of this sword would double to six hundred years.

It can instantly reduce a person's lifespan by 5,400 years, which even a Nascent Soul cultivator with only one year of lifespan cannot scoff at.

Who can guarantee that the nine sword strikes in the first round were Bai Zichen's limit, and that there will be no second or even third round?

"Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise. After swallowing a river of time, the Twelve-Winged Spring and Autumn Cicada actually accumulated the true meaning of time within its body... With just a gentle expulsion, it can cause time to flow on that small island in the lake, allowing it to enter the Cosmic Light Secret Realm, which should only be visited once every thirty years."

As Bai Zichen stepped onto it, the stars shifted and the light distorted.

The next moment, as he left the island, his face was filled with deep weariness, and a sense of loneliness welled up within him.

It wasn't a matter of spending sixty years on the island, but a full three hundred and sixty years. The abdomen of the twelve-winged cicada shrank, and it fell into a petrified state once again.

“Good, very good… Such mythical creatures are not meant to be mere decorations in my grotto. If they do not show their power, all is well; but once they do, they will make a name for themselves.”

He was confident that in another twenty or thirty years, he would reach the pinnacle of the Void Refinement Realm.

Then they set off towards the ultimate goal of becoming one of the trillions of cultivators in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

As for Mahayana Buddhism, there have only been two practitioners since the beginning of human history, and not many people would unrealistically set their sights on it.

"Then, there is one last item left to deal with... the Azure Dragon bloodline, should the avatar swallow it or bestow it upon Gun Gun?"

It's as if the essence of the sacred beast was split in two, with the Great Dao portion being refined by Bai Zichen and transformed into Great Dao divine power.

After its bloodline was separated, it was left in place, waiting for its new owner.

Considering that the Three Realms Incarnation requires three incarnations to coexist and progress simultaneously, having one incarnation with the bloodline of a sacred beast would actually be inconvenient.

After much deliberation, I decided to go for the cheapest option.

Almost the instant the Azure Dragon Blood Pearl flew into the rolling mouth, the Bai Ze bloodline was defeated in less than ten breaths.

Compared to the Mahayana True Immortals, who are cultivated step by step after birth, True Spirits are born into harmony with the Dao and are the noblest beings in the Three Realms.

Not to mention for the demon race, the true spirit has a deterrent power from the depths of the soul; even a trace of its aura is enough to intimidate a demon god.

Dragon scales began to grow from beneath its thick, bushy fur, and dragon claws extended from its four hooves. You could tell which family's bloodline it carried without even looking closely.

Bai Ze is wise and insightful, able to seek advantage and avoid misfortune. He is the most intelligent of all the demon gods and the most capable of resolving conflicts.

Among the vast array of demons and gods in the Heavenly Demon Realm, they are among the most elite.

But after a few more breaths, the only remaining mark left by Bai Ze's bloodline was the imprint on the palms of his hands and feet.

Judging from its appearance, it looks like a strange creature.

Not long after Gun Gun woke up, it was struck by the Azure Dragon's essence blood and was once again completely surrounded by a blood cocoon.

I believe that when it wakes up again, it will be a sixth-tier demon beast.

This experience also propelled Gun Gun to become one of the most promising spirit beasts in the Immortal Realm.

Even in the Heavenly Demon Realm, he would be no less than the True Dragon Saint.

Back then, Gun Gun was just a mutated Tai Chi bear, and was sold to Bai Zichen as a defective breed.

As a result of following its master through a series of extraordinary encounters, not only has its bloodline been elevated, but its advancement to the seventh rank is practically a certainty.

It's unimaginable what terrifying bloodline powers a demon beast possessing the bloodlines of both the Azure Dragon and the Bai Ze will awaken in the future.

"I wonder what abilities will be added. Ideally, it would be an enhancement of the existing Bai Ze bloodline supernatural powers..."

Thunder crashed down, flames rolled, and a deep, eerie light stabilized the feng shui.

Before even advancing to the sixth-order Demon Saint, various strange phenomena appeared one after another, making the Shaohua Cave Heaven quite lively.

(End of this chapter)