Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

The Imperial Scripture circulated within the deity's body, initially with immense difficulty.

The way the Flying Immortal Technique operates is completely different from any other cultivation method Xu Jinhuan has ever encountered. It does not follow the meridians or the divine treasure, but rather brute forcefully compresses divine power and Daoist essence before releasing it suddenly.

"Sizzle!"

The Flying Immortal Technique was too domineering; when the Lung Metal Deity activated it for the first time, it nearly tore the entire Lung Dao Palace apart.

"The gourd will help me!"

The sword energy that cleaved immortals and the Heavenly Dao Tree moved simultaneously, surging into the body of the deity and suppressing the rampaging pure white light feathers.

Xu Jinhuan gritted his teeth and continued to urge the scriptures on.

Once, twice, three times.

With each rotation, countless tiny bloodstains would explode all over the body of the Lung Metal Deity.

That was a divine injury, which, when reflected on Xu Jinhuan's true form, caused excruciating pain in his internal organs, as if they were being stabbed with knives.

But the vitality hidden in the Azure Gold bloodline immediately surged in and repaired the injury.

Shatter, heal, shatter again, heal again.

This happened repeatedly, countless times.

Gradually, the platinum light emanating from the Lung Gold Deity began to take shape.

The pure white feathers of light started from the deity's brow, passed through the chest, the dantian, and then ascended along the spine, returning to the brow.

With each complete cycle, a wisp of white-gold aura, as thin as a spider's thread, would appear around the deity.

That was the prototype of the power of immortals.

At the same time, the other four deities also sensed something.

The azure light of the Liver Wood Deity slightly subsided. The vitality of the Wood element and the killing power of the Metal element are inherently incompatible, and the appearance of the Ascension Power made it feel uncomfortable.

The reaction of the five elements' mutual restraint came faster than Xu Jinhuan had anticipated.

If the metal element is excessive, the liver wood element will be suppressed. Wood cannot generate fire, and fire cannot generate earth. The entire cycle of the five elements will then begin to collapse from its source.

"It wasn't that simple after all..."

Xu Jinhuan did not stop, but instead diverted a wisp of his mind to simultaneously activate the Liver Wood Deity.

He didn't let the Liver Wood Deity cultivate any imperial scriptures; that was for later. Instead, he made it accelerate the absorption of dragon energy, using the growth of the Wood element to counteract the suppression of the Metal element.

The five elements can counteract each other, but they can also restrain each other.

As long as the balance is maintained, it will not collapse.

This is like dancing on the edge of a knife; one wrong step and you're doomed.

But Xu Jinhuan had the Heavenly Dao Tree as a safety net, so he could afford to gamble.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

Xu Jinhuan slowly opened his eyes and spread out his right hand.

A wisp of white-gold light appeared in his palm, hovering quietly.

The power of ascending immortals!

Although it is only in its rudimentary form and far from the supreme realm of the Ruthless Great Emperor, where "a single strike from the Immortal Realm can shatter all laws," it is still incomparably sharp.

"It's done."

What's even more remarkable is that the Lung Metal Deity and his original self share the same origin.

When encountering enemies in the future, the deity will internally activate the Flying Immortal Technique, while the true self will externally unleash the Flying Immortal Power, cultivating both internally and externally, resonating with each other.

With a single strike, it's as if two immortals have combined, doubling the power.

"Achieve twice the result with half the effort."

He closed his five fingers, and the wisp of platinum light disappeared into his palm.

"Dead Tree, you really mastered it?"

Zixia also obtained the scriptures of the Flying Immortal Technique, but she has never been able to understand its secrets.

Seeing the wisp of pure white light condense in Xu Jinhuan's palm, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

Who is the innate Dao embryo, and who is protected by the Great Dao?

"What a stroke of luck! What a stroke of luck! It's all thanks to the fairy's guidance. The innate Dao embryo is an eternal god, helping people cultivate with twice the result with half the effort!"

Stop being so cheeky!

"There are still a few strands of this dragon energy left. Each strand is worth tens of thousands of catties of source energy. It is very pure. You can try to absorb it," Xu Jinhuan suggested.

"Whatever." Zixia shook her head helplessly. "Just don't blow up my Tian Shu Peak."

"What are you saying, fairy? When did I ever blow up your Tian Shu Peak? The strange phenomenon of the Dao Tree last time was an accident, and this time cultivating the Flying Immortal Technique was also an accident..."

"When have you ever escaped an accident?" Zixia glared at him. "Ever since you took root in my sea of ​​suffering, accidents have never stopped."

……

On the other side, Duan De took out a talisman from his pocket and stuck it to his chest.

This is a treasure he dug out of an ancient tomb, called the "Hidden Heaven Talisman," which can erase a person's life force and Dao aura in a short time, and can also foresee danger.

The downside is that it doesn't last long and can only be used a few times.

"My darling, I'm here!"

Duan De has lived for so long, he has entered more tombs than most cultivators have walked roads, and he has seen countless rare treasures.

But on that day, the Dao tree covered the eastern wilderness, and he had never seen it before.

That extraordinary phenomenon, with its countless Dao patterns, stirred the very essence of heaven and earth, and was by no means ordinary.

Duan De crouched low and climbed along the mountain wall.

Although the protective array of Tian Shu Peak is of a high grade, it still has many flaws in the eyes of a professional "archaeologist" like him.

The higher Duan De climbed, the more he could feel the faint, elusive Daoist aura.

"My darling, my darling..."

Duan De's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He had already planned it out in his mind: touch it to see where that Dao tree came from and whether it had a real body.

If it can be transplanted, then dig up the whole plant.

If transplanting is not possible, then break off all the branches and remove all the leaves; you can't go home empty-handed.

When has Duan De ever made a losing deal?

However, just as he reached the vicinity of Fairy Zixia's cave, he stopped in his tracks.

Ahead, a thin, purple membrane of light, as thin as a cicada's wing, was faintly flowing.

That was a concealment formation, far beyond the work of an ordinary disciple. The formation patterns were ancient and profound, subtly blending into the earth veins of the entire Tian Shu Peak.

Duan De squinted and examined it for a moment...

This cave dwelling is probably the former residence of some sage from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and its level is definitely no lower than that of a Dao-Slaying King.

"This is no challenge for me."

Duan De grinned and pulled out a bunch of odds and ends from his pocket.

Black mud, talisman paper, array plate, half a broken jade ruler, and several bones of some unknown monster.

He squatted on the ground and fiddled with things for a while. His technique was skillful, and he pieced together the odds and ends in his hands, gradually creating a hazy gray light.

Then, he stuck the gray light onto the purple light membrane.

The light membrane was lifted, revealing a gap just big enough for one person to squeeze through sideways.

His technique was skillful and his movements were swift; he was clearly a repeat offender.

However, before he could even stand firmly, his nose twitched suddenly.

"Um?"

Duan De's eyes widened.

Fairy Zixia suppressed it with the Purple Mansion Mountain and River Map and concealed it with the Primordial Dao Embryo Origin. Even if ordinary cultivators stood nearby, they would not be able to detect anything unusual.

But who is Duan De?

Duan Pangzi has traveled all over the country, and his nose has long been more sensitive than Hei Huang's.

That aura, a faint wisp, carried a unique Daoist charm.

It was not ordinary spiritual energy, nor the essence of source stones, nor the common fragrance emitted by elixirs.

"This is... the marrow essence of the dragon vein?!"

He twitched his nose sharply, sniffing hard to make sure he wasn't mistaken.

The essence of dragon veins can only be condensed in the most unique and powerful places in the Central Plains, such as the ancient dragon caves of the Qinling Mountains and the true dragon holding a pearl, after countless millennia of gestation and sedimentation.

But this place is the Eastern Wilderness, the sacred land of the Purple Mansion. Where would you find dragon vein essence?

"When did the Purple Mansion Holy Land develop a dragon vein?" Duan De wondered. "That's not right. When I came back to scout the place last time, it was definitely not there."

Duan De would never have imagined that this aura, though resembling the marrow of a dragon vein, was actually the essence that Xu Jinhuan had stolen from the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

Both originated from the same source and share similar auras, yet they are worlds apart. One is born of nature and nurtured by the earth, while the other is formed from the essence of an imperial weapon.

He muttered to himself, but his feet had already quickened involuntarily.

who cares.

Anyway, we have a connection!