Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

Chapter 246 The Three Ancestors of the Bai Clan, There is a Heaven Beyond the Mountain

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From the deep ravine, Gu Qing crawled out of the pit, his body tattered and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

With only a seventh-grade upper-level cultivator, there is indeed a significant difference between him and a sixth-grade grand cultivator. This is determined by the characteristics of the Four-Nine Immortal Path.

Those who cultivate this path have almost no weaknesses.

Although the breakthrough is very difficult, those who can reach this point must have been exceptionally talented individuals.

It is not the same as the path to immortality depicted in biographical novels.

To fight beyond one's level, one usually needs to surpass the superior in a certain aspect, form a unique advantage, and then amplify it through combat techniques. This is the fundamental reason why geniuses and prodigies have fought beyond their level throughout history.

Essence, Qi, and Spirit—any of these three paths is acceptable.

However, the Four Nine Immortal Path, which appears to cultivate the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit in sequence, is actually a relationship of mutual dependence where "you are in me and I am in you".

After a major breakthrough, a sixth-grade cultivator undergoes a complete transformation, becoming known as a true immortal. Their essence, energy, and spirit all experience significant improvement, which means that Gu Qing is inferior to the Clown Master in every aspect.

Being suppressed and severely injured seemed only natural.

If it weren't for his spiritual and physical foundation, which also exceeded the upper limit of the seventh rank, he would have been killed in a single exchange. The fact that he has been able to hold on until now precisely demonstrates the depth of his foundation, which far surpasses that of ordinary people.

"You're surprising me more and more."

Spitting out a mouthful of foul blood, Gu Qing remained calm, ignoring the enemy's praise. His eyes were fixed on the clown, but his peripheral vision was fixed on the Bai Clan's seventh-grade cultivators in the distance. Just the sight of these people exerted immense pressure on him.

If they get ambushed, the outcome is hard to predict.

The fact that Patriarch Baohua has not yet made a move must mean there is some other problem. Perhaps it is due to the situation with True Person Fuliu, or perhaps the Situ family has sensed something and sent people to help.

At this point, there's no time to delay any longer.

He had already reached his limit with fire and lightning magic alone, and he did not want to expose his mastery of the Devouring Dao in front of everyone.

"There are mountains beyond mountains, and skies beyond skies..."

"Is it."

"But you... are going to die soon."

The clown master made a mudra with his hands, forming a trumpet shape, and placed it near his mouth.

"Today, I will show you the ultimate technique I created over a thousand years—the Brahma Saint's Demonic Sound!"

"Hiss~~~"

"Sizzle~~~"

"Meow~~~"

"Nini~~~"

Each sound wave was more powerful than the last, causing Gu Qing a splitting headache and making his magical power surge uncontrollably.

Flames erupted all over his body, and the Dragon Transformation Technique was no longer hidden.

Amidst the endless flames, crimson dragon scales appeared and disappeared, with fire forming clouds and the sky serving as a framework. The dragon's body stretched for thousands of meters, and its head was raised high, spitting out jet-black light.

This secret technique originated from the method of dragon and snake transformation.

Although the method created by imitating the true form of the demon race and the great supernatural power of the law of heaven and earth was a clumsy product, it had already undergone a qualitative change after Gu Qing repeatedly burned his lifespan to refine it.

Aside from lacking demonic energy, it is no different from a mutated fire dragon. If it were to wear the fake artifact, the Demon's Lament Robe, it would be indistinguishable from a true demon.

The jet-black light spewed from the dragon's mouth transformed into a black ring, completely annihilating the sound waves—this was the supernatural power, Devouring Wheel!

Riding the clouds and flames, a sudden burst of purplish-black venomous flames erupted.

Accompanied by the Nine Absolute Thunder, as if the heavens were raging, Gu Qing's Black Demon Thunder, which he had never used before, was displayed to the world for the first time, with astonishing destructive power.

The pitch-black, destructive lightning instantly pierced the clown's chest, the wound continuously dissipating, while poisonous flames, like maggots clinging to bones, burrowed into his flesh and marrow.

The foul-smelling, blackened poison threads spread across the enemy's body.

The sudden outburst caught the Clown Master completely off guard, who exclaimed in shock and anger, "Monster!"

"What the hell is your original form?!"

"Original form? Fuck you."

Simple foul language, ultimate enjoyment, with a flick of the dragon claw, Gu Qing summoned the Heavy Mountain Seal and smashed it directly at the Clown Master.

The magical bamboo staff that had been used to stalemate with them was also recalled by the opponent.

The two sides began a simple yet brutal clash of magical artifacts. Relying on ten times the magical power of the same level, Gu Qing continuously activated the Devouring Technique, absorbing the spiritual energy of the vast天地 (heaven and earth) to quickly recover his magical power and injuries.

His stamina even surpasses that of a sixth-grade Grand Cultivator!

This is what he relies on: his mastery of the Devouring Technique, which is close to its peak, allows him to grind down the Clown Master to death.

Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose; even the most cunning can be caught off guard.

Gu Qing deliberately guided the battlefield toward the Bai family members who were watching the battle. Cracks spread through the void, the earth cracked, and mountains collapsed.

The changes in terrain can surpass the natural evolution of oceans and mulberry fields in an instant.

Many Bai clan members were affected by the aftershocks, suffering heavy casualties.

The clown was filled with shock and anger, but as the suppressed party, he had no way to control the course of the battle and could only defend!
Gu Qing unleashed his full power in a fierce battle against Bai Erzu, a seven-day, seven-night bloody fight that finally exhausted Bai Erzu's resources.

At this moment, there are not many survivors left on the battlefield.

On Lian Chutiangong's side, his natal magic weapon, the unknown furnace, was already dilapidated, but it still confined Hanshan Daoist inside, turning it into a contest of strength.

However, the situation is very unfavorable, and it is expected that they will be completely defeated in ten days to half a month.

On the other hand, let's look at Gu Qing's side.

The clown was barely breathing; his magic staff was full of cracks, and the Chongshan Seal was also riddled with small dents, indicating significant damage.

Gu Qing's arm turned into a mushy mess, hanging from his armpit and completely unresponsive; his life force also reached its lowest point.

Of the twenty or thirty seventh-rank cultivators from the Bai family, almost all of the lower and middle ranks were killed or wounded, with only three extreme-rank and five upper-rank True Persons surviving by sheer luck.

"You... lost."

The clown spat out a mouthful of blood, his ugly old face bearing a maniacal smile.

"I still have eight men. You've reached your lowest point; you're no match for them..."

"Yes."

Gu Qing didn't refute it; instead, his expression was even calmer than before, because he saw the familiar green light appearing from the void.

Master Baohua has arrived!

A burst of green light erupted, and countless vines shot into the sky, binding all the cultivators of the Bai family tightly, including Daoist Hanshan.

The delicate and charming Bao Hua Ancestor, with a cold and stern expression, approached Gu Qing, carrying two severed heads in her hands.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's nothing, it's just..."

"The head of the Bai Clan's Great Ancestor, and the other head belonged to Situ Jing, a traitor of the Situ Clan from a thousand years ago, a sixth-rank high-level cultivator, the Extreme Yin Demon Lord."

"The Extreme Yin Demon Lord?"

"Yes, this person practiced the demonic art of absorbing male essence and had harmed countless female cultivators in the Southern Wilderness. He was expelled from the Situ family and exiled to the harsh and cold land of the far north. Unexpectedly, after mastering the art, he actually colluded with the Bai family."

The reasons behind this require further investigation; the Bai family of Cangshan is hiding many more secrets.

"it is good."

Gu Qing slowly stood up. Demonic cultivators are completely forbidden in the Southern Wilderness. This kind of thing is similar to the characteristics of the ghost race. Both humans and demons deeply hate it.

All the demonic arts on the surface were burned down by Baiyue Mountain, but some remained.

(End of this chapter)