Born with immortal seed

Chapter 940 Azure Dragon Shows Its Claws
"So the senior stayed at Rotten Axe Mountain."

Song Ding was preoccupied with something, and only after taking a few steps did he realize that someone was watching him.

Looking up, he saw a kind and steady middle-aged man, who hesitated and dared not approach.

"Fifth Young Master still remembers me. What an opportunity it is to learn sword techniques at Rotten Axe Mountain! Of course, we cannot miss it... Fortunately, the Island Master is magnanimous and allowed us demons to witness this supreme method."

The middle-aged man looked excited and his face was filled with fanaticism.

This person was none other than the golden turtle. After transforming into human form, he gave himself the name Chongshan Hermit and became one of the many apprentices learning swordsmanship.

However, it miscalculated one thing: there were already demons on Rotten Axe Mountain. On the first day of climbing the peak, it saw two Fire-Eyed Blue-Eyed Monkeys under the Jade Wall.

Before he had shed his original form, he sat cross-legged on the ground, scratching his ears and cheeks, annoyed by the Myriad Manifestations Sword Pivot.

The visiting cultivators did not treat them specially, allowing them to learn swordsmanship and listen to lectures.

Jin Ao's heart sank. Learning swordsmanship was no longer unusual for demons, so he shouldn't expect any special treatment.

Fortunately, Song Ding, who was destined to be its companion, turned out to be a direct disciple of the master of Rotten Axe Mountain, which was the strongest connection it could have.

I've been going up and down frequently these past few days, hoping to run into him.

"Where do you reside, senior? If you have the time, you may come and exchange sword techniques with me."

Song Ding pondered for a moment, then said.

Regardless, the golden turtle's survival was a great achievement; otherwise, it would have been caught up by the five divine ships long ago.

Don't be fooled by its humble attitude; it's just borrowing its master's prestige. In reality, it's a demon saint far beyond its reach.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Fifth Young Master. I am content to be your humble servant, and I dare not presume to be a senior."

Jin'ao was overjoyed and overturned the gold mountain and jade pillar, thus establishing a master-servant relationship.

If one cannot become a disciple of the master of Rotten Axe Mountain, becoming a minor sword immortal spirit beast is not a bad way out.

Judging from the current trend, it won't be long before Rotten Axe Mountain rises to the ranks of top-tier powers.

With the Seven Mountains Sect's gems as a precedent, no one would hesitate on what choice to make.

The Seven Peaks Sect, which existed 500,000 years ago, is now known as Rotten Axe Mountain.

After ascending to immortality, Song Ding finally settled down and could focus on his cultivation.

Only a year had passed, and he had sorted out the Myriad Manifestations Sword Pivot and made full preparations, advancing to the Refinement of Emptiness on a rainy night.

At the same time, by harnessing the power of heaven and earth, the five-colored stones simultaneously surged into the sixth rank.

After several days of practice, I immediately went to pay my respects to my master, but after waiting for a long time, I only received a few instructions.

First, after taking over the general affairs of Lankeshan, Bai Zichen was too busy to appear in person, and Song Ding made all the decisions himself.

Even the charts of positions and duties of gods and spirits were temporarily transferred to them, giving them the power of life and death over all divine messengers.

Secondly, they went to the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm Sword Pass and found a cultivator named Fang Hui who wielded the Great Sun Heavenly Furnace Sword.

As long as one remains sincere in the way of the sword and continues to cultivate, one can be led back to Rotten Axe Mountain, as one of the disciples accepted by one's master on that day.

Song Ding was not a cultivator who only knew how to cultivate diligently but was incapable of management. Back then, he built a tall building on the ground in the North Sea, which made the demons in both Xuanzhou and the North Sea obsequious and dare not cause trouble. In addition to the sword in his hand, his methods of managing subordinates were also superb.

First, the divine messenger was properly prepared, and the divine seed chose its own carrier, so the degree of adaptation was definitely not a problem.

But whether it's appropriate to place them in that position is hard to say. Some are dull and easily deceived, some hate official documents and sign them without reading the contents, and some only have the ability based on likes and dislikes.

There are also some cultivators whose actual cultivation level has reached its current limit long ago, thanks to the help of the divine seed.

Having or not having a divine seed makes no difference; on the contrary, it will limit one's ability to reach higher levels.

However, it has only been a short time, and the divine messengers have not yet noticed anything amiss.

Bai Zichen wouldn't have time to investigate such details, nor would he care.

Song Ding replaced more than fifty Nascent Soul level divine envoys in one go, and also recruited a thousand people from the rogue cultivators, giving them outer sect status.

Dozens of new rules were drawn up and put into management by outer disciples, and the island's order was quickly renewed.

The young master of Rotten Ke Mountain naturally drew people to his side. After selection, he took in several Void Refinement cultivators to serve as stewards on the island.

There were some minor setbacks, but as long as no one dared to cause trouble on Rotten Axe Mountain, they could all be resolved step by step.

Song Ding entrusted Bai Taotao with the junior brother he had never met before, asking her to make a trip and bring him back.

Those disciples accepted by their master in the Immortal Realm must be exceptionally talented and dazzling geniuses.

After this, Rotten Axe Mountain finally began to show signs of becoming a respectable force and got back on track.

……

A star crashed down, clashing with the thousand-foot-tall Buddha palm, its aura of doomsday spreading outwards, pushing the surroundings toward destruction.

"Amitabha!"

The gaunt monk clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer. His sleeves billowed and billowed, obscuring the sky.

Lotus blossoms bloom beneath his feet, and he has traveled tens of thousands of miles in just a few steps.

Just as he was about to reach the Pure Land, his face suddenly turned ashen, and two streams of bloody tears flowed down his cheeks.

The original sense of tranquility faded, and a deathly aura surged forth. With a scream, flesh and blood began to fall away.

The golden skeleton sat cross-legged, resisting for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, before the Buddha's spirit was extracted and absorbed into an ancient and unadorned token.

The card depicts a partially hidden blue dragon, with 90% of its surface already colored.

Once the Buddha's spirit entered, the colors rose slightly again.

"Your Highness's abilities are astonishing no matter how many times I've witnessed them. Is this still a bloodline supernatural power?"

Shuo Hu stared intently. Gaining some advantage at the same level was not difficult, but killing this Buddha was extremely difficult.

Once a Pure Land is established in the Saha Buddha Land, with a single thought, one can return to the main camp.

Xuan Er was in a similar situation before, when he was entangled by a Buddha, and more than a dozen monks risked their lives to stop him.

When the two great Buddhas descended, they forcefully killed the Qi-controlling black dragon. Shuohu and Baiwu could only watch helplessly as the dragon's roar continued for ten days.

The last dragon corpse was carried by two Peacock Kings, its blood spilling all the way back to the Pure Land.

The Demon Emperor's Palace was urging them more and more urgently each day, as if something major had happened in the Immortal Realm and that if the Ascending Dragon Token wasn't forged soon, they would lose the initiative.

Fortunately, the Five Virtues Sacred Dragon, which had been missing for a long time, finally showed up and proposed to use the two dragons as bait to actively attack human cultivators so that it could reap the rewards.

Even if they were unwilling, the status of the Five Virtues Holy Dragon meant they had no choice but to obey.

After several actions, the two dragons had no further objections. As expected of the supreme dragon among all dragons, the Five Virtues Holy Dragon is a creature that can only be born once every tens of thousands of years.

However, in the early stages of the Demon God realm, even a human fusion could not perform a normal attack in front of it, and was defeated inexplicably.

"I've heard that Your Highness's true form is merely a yellow dragon, which shows that the Holy Ancestor was fair and did not solely prioritize bloodline."

Bai Wu was excited. Although she also came from an ordinary background, Hong Zeyunchi was indeed inferior to those with top-tier bloodlines.

As long as the Starry Sky Dragon grows smoothly, it will be a steady and reliable demon god, without knowing what the bottleneck or the upper limit is.

Drinking from the starlight and feasting on the sun's glow, the dragon's body grew continuously until it reached the limit of a demon god.

The longer you live, the stronger you become.

"It's almost here, the Holy Ancestor will finally return..."

The Dragon Ascension Token fell into the hands of a white-haired man, who murmured to himself, exuding an indescribable charm.

It has nothing to do with appearance or demeanor, and his behavior is not particularly outstanding, but he becomes the center of the world as soon as he appears.

Even in such a harsh environment as Lian Tianyuan, evil spirits retreat, malevolent energy dissipates, and pure spiritual energy arises naturally in its presence.

When heaven and earth are in harmony and the universe is in balance, one must possess this body. If one opposes it, heaven and earth will despise him, and he will be abandoned by the cycle of reincarnation.

"Shuohu, Baiwu, are you fully prepared to welcome the Holy Ancestor back to the world?"

The white-haired man ignored the two dragons' congratulations, his gaze unfathomable, and said in a deep voice.

"Naturally, the entire dragon race eagerly awaited this moment, risking their lives for it."

The Five Virtues Holy Dragon initially set off alone, disdaining to travel with others. After Xuan Er's death, it reappeared, acting strangely throughout. Shuo Hu was already used to it.

"Okay, then I'm relieved!"

The white-haired man tossed the Rising Dragon Token into the air, and swirling, chaotic auspicious clouds enveloped Shuo Hu and Bai Wu.

An invisible force squeezed inward, and the two demon gods each groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, revealing their true forms.

Hongze Yunchi was a hundred-zhang-long white dragon. In an instant, it was unable to stop the Chaos Auspicious Cloud and was pressed to the ground, unable to move.

"Lou Elan, what's wrong with you? Stop right now!"

Shuo Hu roared, starlight colliding wildly with the chaotic auspicious clouds. But the moment they touched, everything was calmed down and no waves were created.

The dragon's body, stretching for thousands of miles, was clearly not the limit of the Starry Sky Dragon; it was restricted in most ways.

If they were to return to the outer reaches of space, their size would be even more astonishing.

"You should feel honored to be able to contribute to the return of the Holy Ancestor."

The white-haired man, with disheveled hair, raised his arms and shouted in a low voice. The majestic sky above his head exuded a terrifying aura, causing countless cracks to appear in the void.

From each crack, countless dragon shadows burst forth, pressing down on the Starry Sky Dragon, causing its body to shrink smaller and smaller.

Until it shrank into an earthworm, it was taken away by the Rising Dragon Order, and a bewildered and ferocious starlight dragon pattern appeared on its horn.

The next moment, Hongze Baichi met the same fate.

A wisp of the Black Dragon Essence flew out from his left sleeve, while the Dragon King Ananda appeared in his right sleeve.

With these two strands of spirit ascending to their positions, the Azure Dragon on the Ascending Dragon Token is almost fully colored.

"Ananda Dragon, Xinghan Chuiguang Dragon, Yuqi Black Dragon, Hongze Yunchi, except for the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and Zhaoying Dragon, basically all the noble bloodlines of true dragons have gathered... Step by step, it will take ten thousand years to complete. How can we let the Holy Ancestor fall behind the Heavenly Emperor? The great war that was not finished a million years ago must continue!"

The white-haired man pressed the Ascending Dragon Token into his chest, and of course, the last line of defense had to be made up with the most precious Five Virtues Sacred Dragon Essence Blood.

Like an endless sea, it had absorbed all its life force and collapsed heavily to the ground.

The Rising Dragon Token flew away, its brilliant blue light shooting into the sky, visible throughout the entire Heavenly Abyss.

A dragon's roar resounded throughout the three realms, accompanied by churning clouds, and the phantom of a blue dragon stretching across the sky vanished in a flash.

Although blurry, it carried an ancient pressure that made all living beings tremble.

It is neither a physical entity nor a manifestation of magic, but a sign of the return of some essential nature to the universe.

The beings within the abyss were most deeply affected; everyone lost track of time for a moment, and no one could recall what had just happened.

All that could be known was that something of great importance had occurred. The sky above Tianyuan, which had remained unchanged for countless millennia, was now clear. The blood-red clouds and dark thunder seemed to be afraid of something and dared not fill the void.

The Shakyamuni Buddha Land was most affected, as the layers of pure lands established by the Buddhas collapsed directly, chaos emerged, and the light was extinguished.

Many Arhats turned to ashes, Bodhisattvas could not be saved, and even the Buddha's golden body was cracked and his lotus throne dimmed.

Several great Buddhas, including the Medicine Buddha and the Buddha of Precious Appearance, displayed their supernatural powers to protect as many disciples as possible, but they could not hide the horror in their eyes.

"It's the True Spirit Azure Dragon!"

(End of this chapter)