Begin the path of immortality from mortals

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the emerald green sword light and the golden fireball collided with each other, and the endless explosions swept across hundreds of miles.

The next moment, as a shrill cry was heard, the green sword light in the void dissipated, and the golden fireball suddenly exploded, and a three-legged golden crow that was a hundred feet in size appeared in the void.

The three-legged golden crow was covered with golden-red feathers, and golden flames turned into clouds that swirled around its body. However, at this moment, its originally extremely majestic appearance looked a little miserable.

Not far from its main body, a golden-red wing several dozen feet in size was floating alone in the air.

"I didn't expect that Marquis Jin Yan's true form is actually a three-legged golden crow. Could it be that he is an ancestor of the Feiling tribe?"

This thought flashed through Lu Tiandu's mind as his spiritual sense swept across the three-legged golden crow transformed by Jin Yanhou in the sky.

As for the incarnation of Qing Yuanzi who was not far away from him, his eyes suddenly narrowed when the majestic sword light slashed towards Jin Yanhou.

At this moment, seeing that Jin Yanhou had one arm cut off by a sword light from a mysterious existence, his face was filled with disbelief.

"Who is your Excellency?"

At this moment, Jin Yanhou, who had transformed into the Golden Crow of the Three Tribes, had a look of pain on his face and shouted loudly.

He really had not expected that with his extraordinary physical cultivation, he would have one of his wings cut off by just a flash of sword.

What made him even more frightened was that at the place where the sword light had cut him, a mysterious force that even his true essence could not suppress was still corroding his body.

"The power of law!"

Jin Yanhou understood in an instant that either the mysterious being was holding a Xuantian treasure that could stimulate the power of the law, or he had cultivated the power of the law.

When he thought about how he had offended such an existence for no reason, Jin Yanhou's heart grew colder.

At this moment, with a slight hum, an extremely huge black crack suddenly appeared in the void. The upper and lower sides of the crack were covered with densely packed serrated spikes, like the mouth of a giant beast that swallowed the sky, and suddenly swallowed Jin Yanhou in one gulp.

The next moment, Jin Yanhou, with a look of horror on his face and seemingly without any power to resist, was instantly swallowed up by the pitch-black mouth along with his broken wings, and disappeared without a trace.

"how is this possible?"

When Qing Yuanzi's incarnation saw this scene, his eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

But at this moment, in the dark space, the aura of the underworld demon was floating gently, but no one responded to his fear.

"Great! Looks like I've found my second 'Purple Emperor' puppet!"

Lu Tiandu seemed to be in a good mood and smiled slightly.

Just now, after discovering that Jin Yanhou was actually a Mahayana cultivator of the Feiling clan who possessed the bloodline of the three-legged golden crow, he sent a message to Youluo through his soul, and did not let Youluo kill him directly, but suppressed him with the magical power of "Swallowing the Sky and Devouring the Earth".

His soul can be used to refine into soul crystals in the future, and his body can be used to make the Purple Emperor puppet, which really has many benefits.

In fact, while he was talking with Qing Yuanzi's incarnation, he already knew from his soul that You Luo had refined the spatial force in the stone pillar space, had come out of retreat, and the jade ring had been put away by her.

As a result, just when Youluo came out to look for him, Jin Yanhou rushed over with great momentum. Facing Youluo, whose power of law had greatly improved, a ray of sword light cut his body in half, which was not unexpected to him.

Moreover, according to the information just sent by Youluo, not only has her power of law increased greatly at this moment, but she has also obtained the inheritance of that predecessor. Once she refines this Rāhu crystal core, she will be able to advance to the peak of Mahayana.

As for his combat power, well, with the power of the laws of space in his body combined with the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword in his hand, as an adult true spirit of the top-level bloodline, probably only true immortals can make him fearful.

As for You Luo, who did not show up at this moment, it was because Lu Tiandu's soul sent a message to search Jin Yanhou's soul, and then went to raid Jin Yanhou's cave.

The life savings of a veteran mid-stage Mahayana expert was probably Lu Tiandu's biggest gain this time when he came to the Styx, except for the jade ring immortal artifact that sealed Gan Jiuzhen.

In addition to Qing Yuanzi's incarnation, Ming Luo, who was also in the Demon's Tomb watching the situation outside, was also inexplicably shocked at this moment.

"This Daoist friend You is probably more powerful than the three great ancestors of our Saint Realm!"

Ming Luo murmured something. Over the past three months, as You Luo absorbed the power of space from the stone pillar formation, that spiritual space had been on the verge of collapse.

Now, any sword light containing the power of law can cut through the body of a mid-stage Mahayana strongman. It can be seen that Youluo has gained a lot of benefits this time and his strength has increased a lot.

Even with her former peak strength, she was unable to fight back against an adult true spirit like Youluo.

"I don't know what happened to Sister Baohua after Liuji and the others rebelled."

This thought suddenly flashed through Ming Luo's mind, and he took a deep look at Lu Tiandu who was strolling leisurely across the void, "It seems that when I return to the demon world for revenge in the future, I will have to rely on him..."

At this moment, Lu Tiandu seemed to sense something, and looked back at the Demon Tomb. After transmitting a few words to Ming Luo's soul, he smiled and said to Qing Yuanzi's incarnation not far away:

"Look, Senior Qing Yuanzi, I'm not joking, am I? This Jin Yan Hou really came but never came back!"

"Let's just call each other fellow Daoist friends! I really can't bear the title of senior!"

The incarnation of Qing Yuanzi smiled bitterly and looked deeply at Lu Tiandu, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

The fact that a powerful mid-stage Mahayana cultivator was killed so easily by a mysterious being in front of him was a huge shock to him.

Although he had killed early Mahayana cultivators in the wilderness before, he had used all his strength every time. As a result, a cultivator of the same level died so easily while Lu Tiandu was talking. This made him feel fearful and powerless at the same time.

At this moment, he also understood that Lu Tiandu, who seemed to be only at the initial stage of fusion, could kill those in the late stage of fusion at will, and even decide the life and death of a mid-stage Mahayana strongman with just one word. It was really hard for him to understand.

"Meeting is fate. You and I are both cultivators of the human race. If it is convenient for you, I would like to meet your true form."

Lu Tiandu looked at the gray-clothed man in the air and said, "You invited me to have a chat just now. I guess there must be something going on, right?"

"There are indeed some things that need your help, please!"

After Qing Yuanzi's incarnation finished speaking, he fled away in a flash, turning into a green rainbow and disappearing into the darkness.

Lu Tiandu took a step and followed.

If we can convince Qing Yuanzi to leave with us this time, it will provide the human race with more strength to resist future disasters.

If he was unwilling to leave to avoid disaster, he naturally would not force him.

In the original plot, Qing Yuanzi's next great heavenly tribulation was delayed until one thousand four hundred to five hundred years later, and because he was forcibly fused with the soul of a Chang Yuan clan cultivator, the great heavenly tribulation was several points stronger than that of ordinary Mahayana cultivators.

If he went out now, the great calamity would probably come soon, and it was obvious that Qing Yuanzi was not fully prepared at the moment.

An hour later, in an ordinary mountain belly, as Qing Yuanzi's incarnation cast a spell, a magic circle carved from beautiful jade emerged in the center of the mountain belly with a "crack" sound.

The two stepped onto the teleportation array and appeared on a beautiful jade platform the next moment.

Around the platform stood more than ten green stone pillars, each of which was meticulously carved, with runes flickering on the surface.

Next, under the guidance of Qing Yuanzi's incarnation, the two left the teleportation array and passed through a passage emitting milky white light, and an ancient hall covered with white fine sand appeared.

The hall is not small, about a hundred feet wide. Apart from a few tables, chairs and furniture, there are only a few pots of strange flowers and trees placed in the four corners of the hall.

These flowers and trees were no more than a foot high, but you could smell the scent of plants and trees from afar. Just a few pots of flowers and trees made people feel as if they were in a dense forest or a mountain. Sitting on a chair in the middle of the hall was an old man in a gray robe.

The man had a three-foot-long beard and an unusually ordinary face. He was eight or nine times taller than Qing Yuanzi's Nascent Soul incarnation. He was Qing Yuanzi's real body.

As soon as Lu Tiandu entered the hall, he sensed a flash of golden light in Qing Yuanzi's eyes, as if he was secretly using a secret technique to look at him.

"Lu greets Senior Qing Yuanzi!"

Lu Tiandu bowed slightly.

"No need to be polite, fellow Taoist. Please take a seat!"

Qing Yuanzi seemed to have sensed the spiritual sense that Lu Tiandu had just swept over. His heart trembled, and he said with a smile.

"Daoyou's body doesn't seem to be that of a cultivator of our human race?"

After Lu Tiandu took his seat, he asked casually.

In fact, with his spiritual power reaching his current level, it is not difficult for him to explore certain information revealed by others. Just like Liuzu, Mingluo, Qing Yuanzi's incarnation and other cultivators can sense the abnormalities in his body, he can also sense certain differences in others.

After just one encounter, he sensed that the Changyuan clan body of Qing Yuanzi in front of him was indeed much stronger than the body of a human cultivator.

As for the several great supernatural powers that the Changyuan clan cultivators are born with, they naturally cannot be sensed all at once.

“No wonder you were able to kill one of Jin Yanhou’s spiritual avatars in just one encounter. Your spiritual power is really ridiculously strong!”

Qing Yuanzi did not directly answer Lu Tiandu's question, but sighed, "I'm afraid that Fellow Daoist Lu's spiritual power is not much worse than mine, right?"

"It has only just reached 100,000 miles!"

Lu Tiandu smiled slightly and did not hide anything.

Qing Yuanzi, a mid-stage Mahayana expert, is the strongest person he has ever seen except You Luo.

Of course, Jin Yanhou, who died in a single encounter, does not count!
"Daoyou is really a freak! Your spiritual power is so amazing, and you are also a rare practitioner of Dharma body. With your strength, you are a child of destiny, not to mention in the human race, even in other major races!"

There seemed to be a hint of sadness in Qing Yuanzi's tone.

As an ascended monk, he knew very well how difficult it was for an ascended monk to practice.

He once relied on the sword formation he created by himself to fight against the early stage of fusion cultivators with his Void Refinement level cultivation, and made a name for himself in Tianyuan City.

But eventually, when he entered the wilderness in search of an opportunity for advanced fusion, he was besieged by powerful enemies and his body was destroyed. Later, he was lucky enough to be forcibly merged with the soul of a Changyuan clan cultivator named Jiang. After that, he took advantage of this opportunity, and relying on the talent of the Changyuan clan cultivator, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he finally reached his current level.

Lu Tiandu and he came from the same human world, and were both human ascended cultivators. Judging from his bone age, he was only over a thousand years old, but he had such amazing strength, which made him sigh with amazement.

Even if the two were at the same realm, he, as a cultivator of the Changyuan clan, could not imagine that he could easily kill a cultivator in the late stage of fusion with his cultivation level of the early stage of fusion.

"Fellow Daoist, you have a keen eye. Although I was born into the human race, my current body is not the same as before. Instead, it is the body of a cultivator from the very rare 'Changyuan Clan' that I took away by chance. People of this race are naturally proficient in several magical skills and have several incredible cultivation talents in their bodies..."

Qing Yuanzi stopped sighing and said frankly, "...I happened to meet a member of the Chang Yuan tribe when I was in danger. I occupied his body and forcibly merged with his soul to repair my own spirit. Now half of my memory is Qing Yuanzi, and the other half is that of the Chang Yuan tribe member. It's not wrong to say that I am Qing Yuanzi..."

"I see. I didn't expect that fellow Taoist would have such an opportunity!"

Lu Tian nodded, "I know a few of these secret techniques, and you are lucky enough to have them!"

He had used the "Shenyuan Guiyi Dafa" to refine clones in the human world and allow Dayan God to live a second life. This was also the same secret technique. Later, he had seen similar secret techniques in the spiritual world, so he was not unfamiliar with it.

Although Qing Yuanzi has amazing talent, it is still unclear whether he can eventually advance to the Mahayana stage without this opportunity.

"But fellow Daoist did not return to the Chang Yuan clan as a cultivator of the Chang Yuan clan. Perhaps something went wrong?"

Lu Tiandu seemed to have thought of something and asked.

"Indeed."

Qing Yuanzi chuckled, "After the fusion, I naturally returned to the Chang Yuan Clan with the help of my new identity, and soon successfully advanced to the fusion stage. Unfortunately, someone close to this body eventually discovered something was wrong, and I had to leave the Chang Yuan Clan..."

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever thought about returning to the human race?"

Lu Tiandu asked curiously.

"We humans are just a small tribe living in a remote corner. Even though we have joined forces with the demons, we only have the power to protect ourselves. We are still not worth mentioning on the Fengyuan Continent."

Qing Yuanzi shook his head. "Although the Chang Yuan Clan does not have many members, each of them has a good talent for cultivation, and there are three or four Mahayana cultivators in the clan. If I offend the cultivators of the Chang Yuan Clan, how dare I let them know that I am of human origin?"

"Moreover, the human race has limited resources. Even if I return, when will I be able to achieve such a level of cultivation?"

"That's true."

Lu Tiandu also nodded.

Of course he knew very well that the cultivators of both the human and demon races, in the realm of refining and integrating, had been traveling into the wilderness all year round in order to obtain resources for their cultivation.

However, Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao were only at the early stage of Mahayana cultivation. If they were really attacked by Mahayana cultivators from the Changyuan clan, they would actually be of no help.

Moreover, how much recognition Qing Yuanzi, who possesses half of the human race’s memories, has for the human race in the past 20,000 or 20,000 years is another matter of debate.

"If I and my companions behind me can help you to be a member of the Changyuan Clan, would you be willing to return to the human race?"

Lu Tiandu paused and asked.

When he advances to the Mahayana stage, with Youluo's help, he will be one of the top Mahayana cultivators. However, if the human race wants to rise, it naturally cannot rely on him alone. There must be more Mahayana cultivators as the backbone.

However, Qing Yuanzi, who has reached the middle stage of Mahayana cultivation, is still worth winning over.

"Is this the mysterious person who killed Marquis Jin Yan?"

"That's right. He and Lu have a close relationship and he has now reached the perfect state of Mahayana cultivation."

Lu Tiandu smiled slightly.

"No wonder this fellow Taoist was able to kill Marquis Jin Yan so easily!"

Qing Yuanzi sighed, "If this fellow Taoist takes action, the Mahayana cultivators of the Chang Yuan clan will indeed be nothing..."

After a pause, Qing Yuanzi shook his head again, "If it were normal, it wouldn't be difficult for me and my fellow Taoist to return to the human race, but the next great calamity for this old man is imminent, and I simply can't leave this Styx for long..."

As he spoke, Qing Yuanzi explained the special features of this Styx that isolated it from the outside world, and mentioned several other Mahayana monks who had come here to avoid disaster.

"Because I use this secret technique similar to taking over another body to gain a new life, the great calamity I experience is even more terrifying than that of other Changyuan Clan cultivators. It is impossible for me to leave this place before I survive this great calamity!"

"As for inviting you to meet me this time, it's mainly because I want to make a deal with you..." (End of this chapter)