Born with immortal seed

Chapter 913 First Test of All Things
The swordsman in blue robes continued to grow taller, breaking free from spatial limitations, seemingly standing on an untouchable peak.

Boundless lightning bolts fell, intertwining and merging together.

Fine, hair-like lightning bolts sprinkled across every corner, causing the uninvolved cultivators to retreat dozens of miles away.

His skin and Taoist robe were covered with segments of purple and blue lightning arcs, crackling and moving about.

Many cultivators whose cultivation levels were insufficient had their protective magic treasures activated, with various colored spiritual lights rising and falling. Some even collapsed, their bodies convulsing.

"Stay behind me, don't panic!"

The Seventeenth Prince's Yin-Yang Twin Swords swept across the land, and wherever he went, the lightning faded and everything returned to normal.

"What terrifying sword light! If I were in its midst, I fear the spiritual light of the two swords would be worn away by the lightning, and if I stayed any longer, my primordial spirit would show obvious cracks."

He nervously surveyed the battlefield and blurted out, "Liuxing Sword Lodge!"

The hermit of Taihe Mountain sat in his hut. Although his natal flying sword, Liuxing, had not yet reached the seventh rank, it had been carefully cultivated and was most compatible with his immortal foundation.

The sword light changed constantly, like flowing water, directing the terrifying thunder elsewhere.

The sword hut, built by him, would transmit any attack that landed there, making it somewhat like an absolute sanctuary.

But the Seventeenth Young Master's heart sank. The Flowing Sword Pavilion was the eldest brother's trump card, a divine power.

Back then, when facing the seventh-tier wild beast, the Sky-Splitting Eagle, he didn't even need to use this divine power; he forced the opponent back with just his swordsmanship.

The young swordsman in blue robes only needed to swing his sword twice to force Taihe Mountain Man to use all his skills.

No newly formed fusion can achieve this in just a few decades. Even the most gifted individuals need time to consolidate their foundation and practice their supernatural abilities.

To achieve this, unless...

The seventeenth young master looked terrified, thinking of an extremely frightening possibility.

……

"What a brilliant sword technique! Formless and fluid, yin and yang intertwined. It would indeed be difficult for anyone else to win!"

Bai Zichen flicked his finger at the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword. The thunderous sound was clear but not loud, yet it quickly spread in all directions.

The manifold sword pavilion was affected, and its rate of change slowed down significantly.

"The seventh-tier Purple Star Thunder Sword only played a supporting role; the key was still the Myriad Manifestations Sword Pivot, which allowed my sword intent to improve in ways I couldn't even imagine..."

On the surface, the combat power brought by the Myriad Manifestations Sword Pivot is not significant.

In reality, every cultivation session and every day of sword flight made his connection with the Great Dao become closer.

This is why he could suppress Taihe Mountain Man without urging the Great Dao of Time, relying solely on the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword to manifest the Dao of Annihilation.

However, this only applies to Bai Zichen; other cultivators of the Myriad Manifestations Sword Pivot would not encounter this situation.

"The lineage of Elder Song has rendered meritorious service in guarding the Sword Pass and protecting the wild beasts, and I have never heard of any major evil deeds. We should not humiliate them too much."

Bai Zichen unleashed another sword strike, converging all the minute lightning bolts into a single line, so dazzling it could outshine the sun high in the sky.

With a flash of lightning, the Flowing Sword Pavilion collapsed with a roar, leaving only the Taihe Mountain Man sitting cross-legged on the ground, his clothes intact.

His eyes were blank, and the flowing sword held between his hands was like a handful of clear water swaying.

The forms of things and the flow of yin and yang have no fixed pattern, so in theory there is no true meaning to restrain them.

It can also absorb external forces for its own use. Once the Sword Pavilion is completed, three to five people of the same level will not be able to break through it.

Despite the myriad variations of the Mingxing Daoist tradition, it remains true to its core principles, rooted in the Dao of Yin and Yang. While its branches each have their own emphasis, none are weak in terms of defense.

However, the Yin and Yang energies appear immature before the Primordial Sword. Both sides of this sword lead to a more primordial state, where Yin and Yang are undifferentiated and there is only chaotic Qi.

It's tantamount to being defeated by a higher-level force, so their defeat is to be expected.

"Fellow Daoist's swordsmanship is unfathomable, I am ashamed to admit my inferiority, and this five-colored stone is not meant for me."

Only Gongsun Ke, who faced the sword light head-on, knew the terrifying power brewing within the man's seemingly casual sword strikes. It was a sword technique he had never seen before in his cultivation career, completely overturning his understanding.

The lightning continued to split and spread, as if it would bring true destruction to the real world.

The Earth's core turned into nothingness, continents collapsed, stars fell to earth, and rivers evaporated...

The Earthly Immortal Realm will certainly not collapse, but there will be no hope of survival for any living being within a radius of 100,000 miles. The entire landmass may disappear directly, with its fragments merging into the void.

He himself is very likely to be unable to escape it and will eventually vanish into nothingness.

He had only ever felt such power from the five sons of the human race.

It appeared on the head of a newly promoted newcomer in the fusion team, who was momentarily confused and thought that some senior had disguised themselves to play a trick on him.

"Elder Tie, would you be interested in testing your sword?"

Bai Zichen sheathed the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword. The chaotic world, with its apocalyptic signs, quickly disappeared, seemingly just an illusion.

"Your mastery of the Dao is a hundred times greater than mine; how dare I presume to teach you?"

Iron Wall waved his hand repeatedly, forcing Gongsun Ke to the brink of despair with several sword strikes, leaving him unable to muster any will to resist. No matter how many schemes or tactics such a person devised, they would not be able to succeed.

Moreover, as a Nascent Soul cultivator who had reached the end of his life, Tie Bizhen had just witnessed the image of the Great Dao returning to nothingness and the end of all things, and his immortal foundation was already showing signs of collapse.

If this battle had continued any longer, even a bystander like him could have fallen and died without knowing why.

Only when one's level of mastery of the Great Dao is completely surpassed can this happen.

I felt almost the same way I did when facing my senior brother, the sect leader.

There's no need to investigate further; this person's identity is already obvious. The Heavenly Sword Pavilion has been sending out one secret message after another recently.

As the one who initiated the great rise of swordsmanship and the holder of the Dao Foundation Sacred Treasure, it is no exaggeration to give him even higher attention.

However, digging into his background did not go as smoothly as expected, and the information obtained was too little.

The key is that even with divine calculations and divination, no clear path can be found.

It wasn't until Qin Wulie went to the Six Blessings Immortal Realm that he indirectly confirmed that this person was the mysterious sword cultivator who held the Supreme Pure and Subtle Sword Box in the Heaven-Opening Sword Furnace back then.

This connected the various clues, piecing together a vague image.

"Your esteemed Tianjianzi is the number one swordsman of our time, and I have long admired him. May I convey my intention to pay him a visit?"

Bai Zichen reached out and beckoned, and the five-colored stone spun obediently in his palm.

The originally intense light softened, and the surface felt warm and smooth to the touch, pulsating as if it were alive.

One can clearly sense the strange state in which the true meanings of the Five Elements coexist, both repelling and promoting each other.

Once the sword embryo is forged, it becomes a fifth-order flying sword. In the hands of a cultivator like Song Ding who has mastered the Five Elements Divine Sword, it can be perfectly controlled without further refinement.

With a bit of luck, advancing to the sixth rank is a piece of cake.

If Song Ding ever achieves the rank of "Zhe Gui" (a legendary sword in Chinese mythology) and merges with the immortals, the Immortal Realm will gain another seventh-tier flying sword.

"Fellow Daoist, your arrival is a welcome surprise to our entire establishment."

Iron Wall was startled at first, but then relaxed.

The Heavenly Sword Pavilion headquarters boasts a combined force of dozens of experts, forming multiple sword formations, with Heavenly Sword Master in charge. Even the most arrogant person wouldn't dare to cause trouble there.

This shows that they genuinely want to sit down and have a proper conversation.

"Very well, Kuan Jian will come to see you in seven days at the foot of Tianjian Mountain."

Bai Zichen looked around and stepped into the void.

They arrived suddenly and retreated quickly, effectively halting the fierce battle between the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and the Pine Elder's lineage.

The five-colored stones are gone, and the direct trigger for the conflict between the two sides has disappeared.

Moreover, the sudden appearance of such a powerful swordsman is enough to shock people for a while.

Tiebi led his disciples away without saying a word.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Gongsun Ke raised his hand to stop the seventeenth young master from asking questions, returned to Jian Pass and dismissed everyone, leaving only the two of them, the master and his fellow disciple.

"Seventeen, later I accidentally let a spy from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion get information that I suffered a hidden injury in the battle and need to go into seclusion to recuperate for a while... You and the Extreme Yin incarnation will go to the Ancient World of the Outer Heavens to secretly search for the reincarnation of your master."

Taihe Mountain Man swayed, and a thin, sinister-looking Taoist priest descended, exuding the aura of the early stage of the Integration Realm.

They look exactly the same, but their expressions and demeanor are different, as if they were completely different people.

The aura of the main body also decreased, and could only be maintained at around the early stage of fusion. The kind face seemed to have become more resolute.

His family's lineage of incarnation techniques all involve creating two incarnations, one in Yin and one in Yang, and require extremely high cultivation levels. However, the advantage lies in the absence of any risk of backlash and the ability to replenish the original body's cultivation level.

"Has Master successfully reincarnated?"

This news startled the Seventeenth Prince so much that he forgot the question he had originally intended to ask, his eyes burning with eagerness to know the answer.

The old man's life is coming to an end, and his lifespan is running out. He only has one choice left.

However, apart from Taihe Shanren, no one else knows the details of the reincarnation, including another disciple of Elder Song.

"Eighteen years ago, Master used his natal flying sword to disintegrate and successfully reincarnated by relying on a trace of reincarnation energy obtained from the Underworld... Calculating the time, he should soon pass through the mystery of the womb and be able to remember his past life's wisdom."

“I have used the secret technique of reincarnation to guide the true spirit to be reborn in the world of Gulan. You and the incarnation of the extreme yin must keep a low profile and find your master as soon as possible.”

Reincarnation is an extremely risky matter for any cultivator.

However, with the help of close relatives, and by using personal items from a past life to search for the body, and by spending time and effort, the safety can be greatly improved.

The worst thing is to die halfway through one's growth, leaving behind a bellyful of wisdom and treasures from past lives, but without having the chance to put them to use.

Only the closest and most trusted monks can entrust their reincarnations; there are countless negative examples in the past.

"Alright, I haven't heard of any outstanding figures in the ancient world of Gulan. It's just that the several floating continents that make up it are too vast. If you're unlucky, it might take decades to return."

The seventeenth young master did not ask any further questions. Although the Taihe Mountain Man was called the eldest senior brother, he was in fact no different from a half-master.

"That Bai Zichen has only been in the Body Integration Realm for a few days, how could his strength be so strong? Even the one who started the Body Tempering Great Flourishing Realm took tens of thousands of years to reach the level of the Five Sons of the Human Race, right?"

"In this era of great contention, extraordinary talents emerge. This person is no ordinary cultivator who has achieved a perfected state... Therefore, we must bring our master back as soon as possible. Only when our lineage has three cultivators at the perfected state are we qualified to negotiate with the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. With our master's wisdom, I believe he can analyze the correct path forward."

Gongsun Ke admitted that he was bad at planning, mainly because he was still relatively young in the combined body and was unfamiliar with what happened hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Just like knowing that Bai Zichen has a problem, but not being able to figure out which powerful person he is related to, whether he is a reincarnation or secretly plotting something.

Having a vague guess in one's mind is a far cry from being able to draw a conclusion.

A slight difference in judgment can lead to completely different outcomes in actual practice.

(End of this chapter)