Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 859 Bai Yuan's Sacrifice, Chi Mei's Breakthrough

"Crash!"

This land, once bathed in clear blue skies and sunshine, is now shrouded in thick, leaden clouds, with streaks of starlight forming a vast net that seals off all directions.

One after another, invisible forces of fortune flowed, transforming into a Starry Ruler, which, accompanied by the mournful cry of crows, shattered the rainbow light completely.

"Oh!"

Bai Yuan's face was grim, his eyes filled with depression, as he was blasted out of the escape light.

He watched as three streams of energy rose from the Ancestral Hall, Tianji Peak, and Chiyang Cliff.

"Two Great Masters, and one of the remnants of a dead cultivator who practiced the Xuan Yang Scripture."
You, Xuanyang Mountain, have truly accumulated a wealth of cultural heritage.

"If I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have discovered such a secret."

"."

Silver spiritual clouds rolled and churned.

Tian Quezi landed in front of Fang Yi, glanced at the bone-armored Abyss Sea puppet, a satisfied look on his face, and then whispered:

"The fish is trapped in the jar. This seed of a fully formed nascent soul is now being used by an old man like me."

His withered fingers grasped at the sky, and seven precious stars, including Tian Shu, Tian Xuan, and Tian Ji, transformed into the Big Dipper in the shape of a ladle.

"The stars form the handle, and the condensed energy forms the sword; this is called the Big Dipper's decree of death."

The Starlight Ancient Sword's energy receded, transforming into a seven-foot-long sword, which it swung down.

"Zheng!"

"The Big Dipper is the sword of death!"

"Tianji Dao Quasi-Grandmaster, Tianque, when will you take this step?"

Bai Yuan held up the Burning Heart Glass Mirror in his hand, casting a continuous beam of light.

"Tear it!"

The mirror's light was instantly torn apart, and the ancient mirror, which seemed to be made of crystal, was slashed open with a crack.

His face was grim. He patted his storage bag, and a crimson lotus platform unfolded, surrounded by swirling flames, taking the hit.

"Tian Que, you old codger, I truly didn't expect you to break through to the quasi-fourth level in the Heavenly Mystery Path."

Bai Yuan's gaze swept over the rising auras, and Zhang Hengyi, Fang Yi, You Xishan, and the others sneered.

"There are two more Core Formation Stage 7 cultivators, one puppeteer with the combat power of a Great True Person, and one survivor."

You think you can take me by the nose?

joke!

In this remote and desolate place of Great Cloud, not a single cultivator has achieved the Perfect Core Formation in nearly a thousand years. Have they forgotten the power of a Daoist temple and the majesty of a True Monarch?

"Edict!"

He extended his long, slender fingers, which shimmered with layers of white light, and flames rose up, as if a great white sun had appeared.

"Crimson Flame Bright Domain!"

The Crimson Flame Domain instantly spread for hundreds of miles, with raging flames rolling around.

Several spirit peaks surrounded by array formations were burned to ashes, and rolling lava spread across the Xuan Yang Mountains.

"boom!"

One after another, giant white-scaled serpents spewed fire, their scarlet eyes radiating a fierce aura.

The white giant tail lashed down, knocking away the Crimson Light Dragon Smoke Furnace, which was falling like a meteorite.

A giant white-scaled serpent opened its mouth and spewed out flames, incinerating the jade ruler that Zhang Hengyi had thrown.

Its momentum continued unabated, and the white spiritual flames transformed into a giant handprint of flames.

"crack!"

A giant handprint surrounded by starlight emerged from Tianji Peak but was shattered.

Bai Yuan wore a jade crown, his robes fluttered in the wind, and he exuded an arrogant aura, like a god or demon descending to earth.

"Xuan Yangshan has ulterior motives; it seems we cannot let him stay!"

Tian Quezi gazed at the Crimson Fire Bright Dojo with a half-smile, feeling the surge of Bai Yuan's magical power and the gathering of pure fire elemental energy.

"good!
Not bad!

As expected of a Nascent Soul seed, its foundation is solid and its fire element is abundant.
"Dayun is barren; it could not possibly nurture such a person."

He waved his hand and threw out the Eight Trigrams Diagram of the Heavenly Cycle. Twenty-eight large stars leaped out and transformed into silver chains that stretched in all directions.

He immediately refrained from making any further moves, allowing the Crimson Flame Bright Dojo to draw upon the power of fire element to incinerate the spiritual peak and accumulate the power of its origin.

"Fang Yi, Heng Yi, keep a close eye on things."

What constitutes the completion of a Buddhist practice?

To dismantle the cultivation ground of a Nascent Soul seed cultivator who has reached the Perfect Core Formation stage, all three conditions—favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships—are indispensable.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming with a bright blue light, and a six-pointed plum blossom flashed by.

This is a rare opportunity!

Even if Bai Yuan hadn't acted so flamboyantly, he still had a backup plan.

With a fourth-tier escape talisman in hand, if he hadn't entered Xuan Yang Mountain, he wouldn't have been plotted against by the Great Master who had been scheming for over a thousand years.

A fourth-tier escape talisman is enough to allow one to roam freely in the Core Formation realm, and even if several opponents of the same tier attack, one can easily escape.

The Ancestral Hall is shrouded in swirling clouds and mist.

"You think you're bullying my lineage, that I have no one left?"

The eerie locust tree, shrouded in ghostly energy, had its branches unfurling at some unknown time.

Clad in hemp clothing, Huang Guangsheng, whose entire body had turned to wood, emerged halfway out from the tree canopy and cast a spell with his fingertips.

"boom!"

A brown staff, resembling a tree root, rose up, and his voice rang in Fang Yi's ear.

"Young Fang, you've created your own supernatural abilities. Now watch closely, see clearly what the true Azure Dragon Fighting Dragon Technique is."

"Imperial Decree: Azure Dragon Fights the Dragon!"

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a long, drawn-out dragon's roar, it seemed as if old roots had intertwined to form a precious staff, its entire body radiating brilliant light.

As the runes flowed, the staff grew larger in the wind, its head and body transformed into a deer-like creature with antlers and two long, flowing whiskers. Surrounded by a fierce aura, brown scales began to grow.

"Yan!"

A dragon nearly a hundred feet tall was swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, its claws reaching out.

"Tear it!"

Brown, malevolent energy swirled around the sharp dragon claws, and the earth's energy circulated.

"Oh!"

The Crimson Flame Bright Dojo was torn in half.

"Junior Brother Tianque." Huang Guangsheng's eyes were cold, his divine sense flowed, and then he called out softly.

"boom!"

The brown earth dragon split into nine, took root on the ground, and transformed into brown roots that crisscrossed the temple grounds.

"Wow!"

The crimson flames that engulfed the sky and the surging white snakes of the Daoist temple were instantly frozen in place.

"Haha, Senior Brother Guang Sheng, it's been so long since we joined forces after parting ways in the Jianyang Secret Realm."

Tian Quezi took a step forward, starlight swirling beneath his feet, and several afterimages appeared behind him.

His figure vanished in an instant.
Huang Guangsheng!

"Hasn't he already passed away long ago, his lifespan exhausted?"

Bai Yuan's expression changed drastically, his divine sense surged wildly, and he knew something was wrong.

"Um?

Is the Heavenly Flaw also a sign of perfect Core Formation?

Where is the void in the sky?

"no!"

"no!"

"still none!"

"Fellow Daoist Bai Yuan, I am right behind you."

Tian Quezi, draped in starlight, his aura merging with that of the entire Xuan Yang Mountain, gazed at Bai Yuan, who was only a stone's throw away.

His withered fingertips reached out.

"Star Essence God Sealing Finger!"

"presumptuous!"

The White Abyss Protective Scroll unfolds, revealing a crimson fire crow with nine beams of light flowing around it.

A vast and faint divine consciousness rose up.

Time is precious, and I have no time to waste with you.

The Heavenly Flawless Eyes reveal the flow of the Daoist principles of Heaven and Earth, and the fingertips reveal the evolution of the hexagrams in all directions.

"Spirit Sealing Seal!"

He murmured softly, and a black-armored Xuanwu roared, with a tortoise and snake coiled around it. The Daoist secrets flowed, and like a butcher dissecting an ox, he severed the divine consciousness in the ancient crimson scroll.

"A master of divination?!"

Bai Yuan's expression turned horrified. His natal essence in his dantian burned, his qi expanded instantly, and his physical body continued to rise.

"Self-destruction?"

Tian Quezi and Huang Guangsheng's laughter rang out at the same time.

"joke!"

"A fool's dream!" "Crash!"

Brown tree roots, seemingly out of nowhere, emerged from the ground and entered Baiyuan Yongquan Cave.

As it travels along the meridians, it calms the boiling blood and qi.

Tian Quezi transformed his fingers into a palm, surrounded by streaks of starlight, which then fell into Bai Yuan's dantian.

"Oh!"

"You wait... to destroy Bishui." A sense of drowsiness swirled in Bai Yuan's soul. His eyelids grew heavy, his golden core in his dantian stopped rotating, and he could not mobilize his magic power.

He suddenly realized, his gaze sweeping over Fang Yi, Zhang Hengyi, and Wu Hua, finally settling on Tian Quezi and Huang Guangsheng.

"Everything...is...a scheme against me. Are you not afraid of the wrath of a Nascent Soul True Monarch?"

"Noisy."

"Wow!"

Bai Yuan's consciousness was sealed by starlight, and his essence and blood were locked by brown evil energy.

Huang Guangsheng nodded slightly upon seeing this and said in a low voice, "Relying on the protection of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, this mere Core Formation cultivator dares to be so arrogant."

"Junior Brother Tianque, the reins are now in your hands."

Immediately, the energy flowed, the sounds of sacrifice echoed, and a sense of decay and death flowed through it. It merged into the Yin Huai wood once again. He looked tired as he inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy of half of Xuan Yang Mountain was extracted by the Yin Huai wood, which was surrounded by ghostly energy.

"Senior Brother Guang Sheng, please rest. We will have one last battle later."

Tian Quezi's eyes darkened, and he sighed inwardly. If his lifespan had not yet ended and he was still in his prime, how could his senior brother be so exhausted?

With a flick of his sleeve, a talisman fell.

"Boom!"

The earth shook violently, the underground fire veins were activated, and boiling magma gushed out, transforming into a monstrous beast that swallowed Bai Yuan whole.

"Gulu.Gulu"

A blessed land rose up, its gilded light transforming into a necklace, and faintly visible was a cultivator surrounded by rainbow light, with flowing long eyebrows, sitting cross-legged on the altar.

Chi Meizi opened his eyes, his gaze reflecting the ancient locust tree in the Ancestral Hall.

"Junior Brother Guangsheng."

He sighed softly and slowly raised his left hand.

"Wow!"

Unable to control the surging heat, wave after wave, it continuously swept across the hundred-mile-long Xuanyang Mountain.

Sparks appeared, and one after another, the sacred peaks of Wuji Peak, Chunyang Peak, and Tianji Peak were ignited.

"boom!"

Within a radius of a thousand miles, spiritual energy surged, ancient trees were burned to ashes, and mountain rocks melted, transforming into rivers of lava that flowed towards Xuan Yang Mountain.

A beam of light swept Bai Yuan and his magical artifact into the cave.

Red Eyebrows raised his head and nodded to Tian Quezi.

"Thank you for your trouble, Junior Brother Tianque."

"There's no need for such formalities between fellow disciples."

Tian Quezi's spine, which had been hunched over for hundreds of years, has become straight again. The yellowish-brown age spots on his skin have faded, and his pale hair has returned to its black color.
He was surrounded by starlight and ripped off the old skin with a wave of his hand.

He transformed into a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His deep gaze seemed to contain the great secrets of heaven and earth, captivating all who beheld him.

"After three hundred years, its true colors are finally revealed."

"Fang Yi, Heng Yi, Wu Hua." Tian Que called out softly, looking at the four streaks of light descending before and after him, and said:

"Have you juniors gained any insights from observing this Crimson Flame Brightness Dojo?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly. Although he was a Great True Person, he was only at the seventh level of Core Formation, just beginning to reach this realm.

Wood and fire clash, so I don't really have much insight into it.

You Xishan seemed to be deep in thought. As the hexagrams of Qian and Kun changed, he focused his attention on the Tianque hexagram and made a move, gaining many insights into the secrets of heaven.

I have little understanding of this sacred place of crimson fire and light.

Wu Hua frowned slightly, holding a crimson dragon-shaped incense burner in her hand, the wisps of fragrance emanating from her body.

"Unlike the nascent Daoist temple, this Crimson Flame Bright Domain seems to have a different foundation."

Tian Quezi nodded slightly, reached out and starlight soared into the sky, stimulating the flow of the Zhou Tian Bagua diagram runes and drawing upon the mysterious Xuan Yang Qi.

He nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Fang Yi, a hint of anticipation appearing in his eyes.

"Young Fang, you have successfully deduced the Four-Nine Arcane Arts and developed your own wondrous supernatural powers. Have you had any other insights?"

Fang Yi wore a lotus crown, his eyes gleaming with a thoughtful expression.

"Bai Yuan completely integrated the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit into the Daoist temple."

The giant white-scaled serpent in the Crimson Flame Bright Domain seems to possess a unique spirituality, not being an inanimate object, but exhibiting a different kind of bestiality.

This cultivation method of Bai Yuan differs from the [Book of Light] passed down through the Zoroastrian tradition.

Thinking of the accumulation of his two lifetimes, he suddenly realized and spoke in a low voice.

"This Bai Yuan has developed a unique approach in the Book of Light, evolving his own path."
Though veiled by the path of light, it truly possesses its essential nature.

"good!

good! "

Feeling the surrounding area enveloped in a misty starlight, Tian Quezi nodded slightly and uttered a secret.

"What I am about to say is only for my own ears and should not be told to anyone else."

If it weren't for my Xuan Yang Mountain obtaining a portion of the ancient witchcraft lineage, we wouldn't have known such a secret.

The methods for achieving the status of a Nascent Soul True Lord have been numerous since ancient times.

On the one hand, he inherited the lineage of the True Lord of the past, following in his footsteps and making rapid progress.

Ultimately, the Daoist temple evolves into the embryo of heaven and earth, eventually condensing into an infant, passing through the sixty-nine tribulations, and attaining the status of a True Lord.

"Seven or eight out of ten Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the world have followed this path and received the legacy of their predecessors."

"Secondly, based on the cultivation methods of our predecessors, we can forge our own path to condense the Nascent Soul."
After both break through to the next realm, there is no difference in strength, but the ancient Daoist traditions all favor the latter.

Tian Quezi paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly.

"I don't know why this is so, but it must be very beneficial."

In terms of combat skills, Bai Yuan was not the most outstanding in the Zoroastrian sect.

His ability to stand out and gain the favor of the Fiery Old Ghost was due to the fact that he recruited three outstanding individuals from among the practitioners of the Daoist temple.

Seeing the burning desire in the eyes of You Xishan, Wu Hua, Fang Yi, and others, Tian Quezi shook his head slightly.

"Don't try to pave your own way. Such a proud and arrogant person is beyond the reach of even the Great Yun and Great Yu."
Even in the entire Qiongzhou region, such cases are few and far between.

The reason I'm telling you this is so that you can accumulate experience and build your own path.

If one has a great opportunity, one can refine one's nascent soul to be more different from that of one's predecessors, and one's path in the future will be smoother.

Inheriting the traditions of one's predecessors is not necessarily inferior to forging one's own path.

Three days later, the cold wind was biting.

Within a stone city surrounded by thirty-six streaks of gilded firelight on a vast, icy plain, a majestic aura arose.

Three hundred miles away, Nong Su, dressed in hemp clothing, held a brown hoe and frowned.

"What's gotten into this old fiery devil now?"

He took off the old hairpin that bound his hair and threw it out. The energy of the five grains flowed, and a Qingkang beast, with the meaning of profound virtue flowing through its body, stood firmly on the ground.

"roll!"

A large handprint slammed down, and the short-statured Fire Lord, standing on a large red gourd, spewed gray smoke from his bulbous nose.

"Wow!"

Sparks emerged from the gray smoke, transforming into a fire tornado, with waves of heat rising.

"Fire Blaze, are you insane?!"

Nong Su's expression changed slightly. With a flick of his finger, the Qingkang Beast exploded, transforming into five grains: hemp, millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans. He drew upon the fire essence to stabilize the turbulent quasi-fourth-order spiritual vein.

Huo Lie snorted coldly, his robes fluttering in the wind. Though short in stature, his aura was like that of a giant, desolate beast, vast and ferocious.

"Bai Yuan has fallen into the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the Soul Lamp within the sect indicates that he is in mortal danger."
"Nong Su, will you give way or not!"

"Bai Yuan has been lost in the Great Cloud Cultivation Realm?!"
How can it be!

At most, there are only three junior cultivators in the Great Cloud Realm who have reached the seventh level of Core Formation.
Even the three of them combined were no match for Bai Yuan.

Nong Su frowned slightly, then lightly pressed down with his five fingers, causing the earth's energy to gather and transform into a large brown handprint that pressed down on the fire tornado.

Immediately, before Huo Lie could erupt in fury, he took a step back.

With the Nascent Soul seed lost in the sect, Huo Lie would inevitably go mad, especially since he had also seen Bai Yuan.

It has a unique and powerful potential, originating from the Light Book, the supreme martial art of the Zoroastrian sect.

"Humph"

Fire Lord snorted coldly and transformed into a streak of crimson light, shooting out.

He did not get entangled with Nong Su, as they were both Nascent Soul True Monarchs and knew each other well.

The spiritual veins of the vast icy plains failed to advance, and there was no benefit to be gained from the fight.

Xuanyang Mountain has long since been transformed into a hundred-mile-long lava lake, with rolling heat waves, leaving only a few sacred peaks that have not been completely melted.

Tian Quezi raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured softly.

"The flow of Qi is unusual; a Nascent Soul True Monarch has entered the Great Cloud Realm."

"Fang Yi, Heng Yi, Wu Hua, Xi Shan, you all conceal your auras; after this, it will be beyond your control."

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yi waved his sleeve, and a locust leaf was summoned.

"Buzz!"

Strands of gray precious light fell, enveloping his body and sending him crashing down toward Chunyang Peak.

(End of this chapter)