Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

When the Black Mountain Demon broke through to the next level, the strange phenomenon merged with his own body, and a bright yellow seal, as clear as jade, appeared on the top of his head.

This is the inner elixir he cultivated for over three thousand years.

Unlike the inner cores of ordinary demon kings, this inner core is shaped like a large seal, with the seal knob resembling a mountain. Its entire body flows with jade radiance and sprinkles with magical light.

Two divine rings spun around the inner core, representing the two great supernatural powers of the Black Mountain Demon.

One of them is the Yinshan Divine Power, which has the wondrous function of suppressing the netherworld and guiding the yin and yang.

Secondly, the mountain lord possesses supernatural powers, wielding authority over the mountain, intimidating all spirits, subduing demons and ghosts, ensuring the mountain's indestructibility and the immortality of the true body.

At this moment, the two divine rings suddenly collapsed, disintegrating into countless dense runes, which then surged wildly into the inner core of the seal.

"Roar!"

The Black Mountain Demon roared to the sky, his long hair dancing wildly. The faint magical light that had enveloped him disappeared, revealing a handsome young man with a tall, slender figure and fair skin.

He possessed a subtle air of authority, his eyes held a sense of vicissitude, and he looked more like a noble young master from a prominent family, with an innate air of nobility and the majesty of someone who wields power.

His aura was growing endlessly, and the terrifying tide of magical power was even about to crush the void.

He stepped forward and blocked Gu Santong's path.

Wu Tian also blocked Gu Santong's retreat. Behind him, a three-headed, six-armed demon god roared wildly, causing the Yellow Springs water to surge with terrifying waves.

After absorbing part of Gu Santong's Dharma essence, this demonic form increased the age of its divine ring to two thousand years, greatly enhancing its power.

It had already reached its limit in consuming the waters of the Yellow Springs, but now that the age of the Divine Ring has increased, it has the capacity to consume the Yellow Springs again.

This ghost was almost impatient to rush towards the Yellow Springs.

Black Mountain Demon and Wu Tian stared fiercely at Gu Santong, one in front and one behind, instantly turning the Corpse Immortal's face ashen.

The destruction of one of his Dharma forms is equivalent to taking his life, and will cause immeasurable losses to his future cultivation of the Great Dao. Originally, he had a chance to break through to the True Immortal realm, but now it is hard to say.

He was furious and wanted to tear those two wretches apart alive.

But at this moment, the Black Mountain Demon's aura was growing too terrifyingly. The state of a great demon king breaking through to the demon saint level can be said to be the peak state. At this moment, the Black Mountain Demon was even more dangerous than an ordinary demon saint.

One of his Dharma images was destroyed, and he was seriously injured. If the fight continues, the outcome will likely be very bad.

If you stay in the underworld for too long, you may be completely buried there.

His true form was originally subtly restrained by the Netherworld, and he could stay in the Netherworld for a shorter time compared to other wandering immortals.

Continuing to delay at this point would be extremely detrimental to oneself.

After all, he was an ancient being who had cultivated for thousands of years. It was impossible for him to lose his mind because of anger. Seeing that the Black Mountain Demon had broken through in one day, his aura was increasing almost endlessly.

Although he was furious, he still had the intention to back down.

"You brat, how dare you humiliate me like this."

"I will avenge the death of Faxiang today."

The killing intent emanating from this Corpse Immortal was almost tangible, and the flames in his pupils burned fiercely, yet he had no desire to continue fighting.

After uttering a harsh remark, the drought demon's body instantly burst into an intensely blazing flame, the firelight spreading as if to illuminate the entire underworld.

The next moment, the image of the drought demon soared into the sky, disregarding the depletion of its own magical power, and the blazing fire collided violently with the yin energy of the underworld.

boom! boom! boom!
In such a terrifying collision, the Netherworld was thrown into chaos, and even cracks appeared.

Gu Santong threw a punch, directly creating a portal.

Behind this portal, a chaotic void storm could be vaguely seen, seemingly capable of engulfing everything.

This forcibly opened passage has no known destination, and there's no way to return directly along the original path.

But Gu Santong had no other choice but to do this.

"You vicious dog, and you lump of rock, I will make you pay a hundredfold for the grudge we have today."

"Ha, we'll see!"

Without further hesitation, he stepped out into the chaotic void storm and vanished in the blink of an eye.

The rift in the void that had been torn open quickly vanished without a trace.

Neither the Black Mountain Demon nor Wu Tian chose to stop Gu Santong from leaving.

In fact, from the moment the Black Mountain Demon broke through, Wu Tian knew that he would not be able to kill the old zombie Gu Santong today.

Now that the Black Mountain Demon has broken through to the next level, his most important task is to return to the Black Mountain where his original body is located, and then enlighten the stars.

Continuing the fight, while it might be possible to capture or even kill Gu Santong, would be a huge loss for the Black Mountain Demon, and could even directly affect his breakthrough.

Whether it's Gu Santong, the Black Mountain Demon, or Wu Tian, ​​they all share a tacit understanding on this point.

Gu Santong wanted to live, while the Black Mountain Demon wanted to break through to the next level.

Wu Tian alone could not reverse the situation, so he could only let the old zombie go for the time being.

After all, we've already destroyed one of his Dharma forms; next time we meet, we'll just destroy his true form.

This old zombie forcibly broke the boundary between Yin and Yang, and now it is unknown where he has been blown away by the void storm. It is impossible for him to return to the Yin Fire Palace in a short time, nor will it interfere with his next actions.

So he had no choice but to let the old zombie leave for now.

As Gu Santong left, the Black Mountain Demon's gaze fell on Wu Tian. "White Dragon Daoist, I am about to attain enlightenment and wish to return to my original form, Black Mountain, to break through the heavens and adorn the stars."

"This time we have no choice but to let Gu Santong leave. Please don't blame us."

Wu Tian laughed heartily, "Brother, there's no need to be so polite. It's already a great favor that you've come all this way to help me."

"Now that the Great Dao has been achieved and the breakthrough to the Demon Saint realm is a joyous occasion."

"I wish you, fellow Daoist, that your path to enlightenment will be as bright as the stars in the sky, that you will reach the heavens and transcend the mundane, becoming a saint."

"As for that Corpse Immortal, it's nothing more than a minor ailment."

"He has now been forced to abandon one of his divine forms; if he dares to be arrogant again, he will only be courting death..."

The Black Mountain Demon nodded: "In that case, I will leave first. After I break through, I will drink and chat with Daoist again."

His words were filled with composure and confidence, as if breaking through to the Demon Saint realm this time was as simple as eating and drinking.

With three thousand years of accumulation and his own creation of combat techniques, and even his contemporaries having long since become immortals, his accumulation and foundation are too profound.

Now that I have achieved a breakthrough, I will naturally ascend to the heavens and enlighten the stars; there is absolutely no possibility of any unexpected events occurring.

After saying this, the inner core of the seal above his head radiated magical light, and a portal opened in the void, leading directly to his true form, Black Mountain.

The supernatural power he cultivated possessed the wondrous ability to guide Yin and Yang; it would be a joke if he couldn't even return to where his own body was. As for Wu Tian, ​​he didn't take him along, nor was he worried about him.

Because the three-headed, six-armed demon-god form cultivated by this Taoist disciple of Taiqing Temple was completely at ease in this Netherworld, even more so than he was.

In particular, that ghostly figure was so impatient that it wanted to pounce on the Yellow Springs.

Anyone could see that this Daoist had no intention of leaving immediately.

He naturally wouldn't waste his breath or try to ruin someone's chance.

……

As Gu Santong and the Black Mountain Demon left one after the other, Wu Tian no longer held back. His body instantly merged with the three-headed, six-armed demon statue, and he rushed directly into the Yellow Springs.

The moment he rushed into the underworld, he realized he was wrong.

The so-called Yellow Springs, although it looks like water, and like a magnificent long river, actually has not a single drop of water in it.

This Yellow Springs is filled with countless evil and malevolent energies, the turbid, resentful, and malevolent energies accumulated in this world since the beginning of time. These resentful and turbid energies, evil and malevolent energies, have materialized over hundreds of millions of years.

Such a terrifying existence, with just a single drop, can transform into a monstrous tide of malevolent energy that sweeps away and engulfs everything, causing a catastrophe if it falls upon the human world.

Even with the protection of a three-headed, six-armed demon god, Wu Tian could still sense the danger and terror that filled the Yellow Springs. If his true body were to fall into it, he would probably be completely obliterated and his soul scattered in the blink of an eye.

This is a forbidden zone for living beings. No wonder even a corpse immortal like Gu Santong avoids the Yellow Springs like the plague.

However, the three-headed, six-armed demon god was incredibly excited and thrilled when it entered the Yellow Springs. It even had a kind of instinctive tremor and longing. All three heads opened, swallowing and spitting out the water of the Yellow Springs.

It was as if a torrent of water was pouring directly into the three giant mouths.

However, Wu Tian, ​​who was in the Yellow Springs at this moment, could clearly feel that what the three-headed, six-armed ghost god was consuming was not the water of the Yellow Springs at all, but merely the yin and turbid energy emanating from the Yellow Springs.

If it were water from the underworld, a single drop would be enough to burst this ghostly figure.

The Underworld is a realm that only immortals and gods can enter.

Surrounded by the raging torrents of the Yellow Springs, he felt his own insignificance with all his might, and even the Buddha image within him seemed to have become insignificant.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a thought flashed through his mind: "If I were to wash myself with the Yellow Springs and drown the sun, I wonder what the result would be..."

Whether it's the Yellow Springs or the Buddha, they are beings that his all-seeing divine eye cannot perceive, and he cannot deduce or predict them at all.

After a moment's thought, Wu Tian made a decision.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Rather than continuing to delay and searching for the ancient arrow that shot down the sun, he might as well take a gamble.

They also didn't want their own children to suffer any more.

"Roar!"

With a thought, he activated the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Sun Divine Power, and a Heavenly Dog that devoured the sun sprang out from behind him, also beginning to devour the yin and turbid evil energy accumulated in the Yellow Springs over hundreds of millions of years.

The turbid, muddy Yellow Spring fell into the giant mouth, and then landed on Bai Yaochen like silt.

The originally brilliant and dazzling Buddhist light emanating from his body suddenly began to dim, and even emitted a hissing and crackling sound, like cold water being poured into a pot of oil.

"it works!"

Wu Tian's eyes lit up. Huang Quan's essence was extremely high, and he was actually able to suppress the Buddha's Dharma form, even though it was just a reincarnated Dharma form.

More importantly, this torrent of the Yellow Springs is almost endless.

The image of the Buddha was impaled by the ancient arrow that shot down the sun. As long as it is continuously watered by the Yellow Springs, it will eventually be completely extinguished.

Without further hesitation, he began to activate the Heavenly Dog's Sun-Devouring Divine Power, frantically devouring the Yellow Springs and submerging the Buddha's image.

The Buddha's image gradually dimmed, and the Buddha's light seemed to be stained with a layer of filth, becoming increasingly dark.

The ancient arrow that shot down the sun generated an increasingly ferocious aura, tearing apart Bai Yaochen's body and causing the power of the Buddha's Dharma image to gradually collapse.

But what made Wu Tian's expression turn somewhat ugly was that after the Yellow Springs submerged the Buddha, wisps of power permeated his true body, and strands of Buddhist light actually burst forth from his body.

“When I consumed the power of the Buddha’s image, it did not completely destroy the Buddha’s will and principles within it.”

He felt a chill in his heart; if he hadn't unexpectedly been cleansed by the Yellow Springs, he probably wouldn't have discovered this drawback.

Once he has completely consumed the image of the Buddha, perhaps one day the Buddha will be resurrected directly from his body.

This kind of Golden Immortal powerhouse is simply terrifying.

Even with the help of an ancient artifact like the Sun-Shooting Arrow, even though he was just a reincarnated being who hadn't yet matured, and even though he had made countless preparations, he still almost stepped into the land of eternal damnation if he wasn't careful.

"Bath in the Yellow Springs, thoroughly cleanse your body of all hidden dangers..."

Wu Tian hardened his heart, knowing that the Yellow Springs water was an immense opportunity for the three-headed, six-armed demon god.

But to his true form, it was nothing short of deadly poison.

Those wisps of Yellow Spring water not only corroded the Buddha's light, but also eroded his flesh, magic power, and inner core.

If he weren't a three-headed, six-armed demon, he would have turned into a pool of pus and blood and been absorbed into the underworld in no time.

"Come!"

Wu Tian's face twisted slightly, baring his fangs as he violently unleashed the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Sun Divine Power, devouring even more of the Yellow Springs.

The waters of the underworld entered his body, submerging the Buddha's image, while the remaining power spread to his limbs and bones.

He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan as an intense pain surged through him, as if it were tearing his soul apart, as if it were about to slice him into a thousand pieces. Incomprehensible agony erupted from every inch of his flesh.

"Yao Chen is also enduring terrible pain, and it may even last longer. What I am going through now is nothing compared to that?"

Wu Tian's eyes were incredibly solemn. The intense pain emanating from his body actually brought him a sense of relief, as if this could make up for his guilt towards his son.

As time slowly passed, the celestial dog phenomenon seemed to be corroded, tinged with a dim yellow color, and the dog's fur turned a dull yellow, like a country dog.

Wu Tian could feel that his body was riddled with holes from the corrosion of the Yellow Springs, and even the five divine rings on his inner core had become dim, making his inner core look like it was covered in mud.

But he felt increasingly relaxed and at ease, because during this process, countless hidden Buddhist lights were being extinguished by the Yellow Springs.

He truly hadn't expected that he would have so many hidden health problems.

Every corner of his body—his inner core, divine halo, and magical power—was filled with a hidden Buddhist light, densely distributed like a spider web, a truly astonishing sight.

During this process, the three-headed, six-armed demonic figure visibly increased the age of the divine ring.

The Buddha's light flowing from the Buddha's image seemed to be completely extinguished, and Bai Yaochen's body seemed to be submerged in a layer of silt, about to be buried under the earth and into the Yellow Springs.

"In ancient times, people would bury their bodies in the yellow earth..."

Looking at the layer of dark yellow mud on Bai Yaochen's body, Wu Tian had a strange thought flash through his mind. He felt that this scene possessed an indescribable mystique, as if it concealed an extremely ancient secret. (End of Chapter)