Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

The godlike man gradually grew desolate; his skin became dry, his hair withered, and his eternal essence was exhausted. He began to age like a mortal and gradually approach death.

But within this death, a different kind of new life is being conceived. The vitality of creation flows slowly from the limbs and bones, surging into the chest. A certain shimmering membrane shines between the flesh and blood, flowing with the divine patterns of the Great Dao, infinitely mysterious.

Now that the method of becoming an immortal through the Yang God Path has been created, all that is needed next is to complete the nurturing of the new body, reopen the five great secret realms, and then begin the process of severing the three corpses to become an immortal.

The final transformation!

To truly reach the pinnacle of immortality.

The five secret realms of Yang Shen transformed into an innate Dao seed, taking root in his chest. It absorbed the original essence of his old body, like a divine embryo. With each breath, each expansion and contraction, the Dao rhythm was evolving.

The roots of the Dao spread and take root in the torrent of cause and effect.

Qin Tian's judgment was slightly flawed; the difficulty of the ninth generation was extraordinary.

This is because the ninth life is a transcendence, an unprecedented rebirth, and a dilapidated old body is clearly insufficient to nurture a new embryo.

Therefore, Qin Tian must find new power to power his new body.

In the end, he went around in circles and discovered that the backlash of cause and effect was actually his best source of energy. As long as he existed in this world, the influence he had created would continue to affect the past, and history would be changed.

The long river of time stirs up ripples, bringing endless karmic backlashes.

Therefore, Qin Tian chose to use cause and effect as new fuel and his old body as a furnace to temper the newly born Dao seed and lay the foundation for becoming an Immortal King.

This power is almost inexhaustible, continuously transformed by the black and white intertwined cause and effect into resources to nourish the divine embryo.

Qin Tian's aura became strange, constantly growing stronger and weaker, a state of being both powerful and frail, which was quite awkward to watch.

For a moment, Qin Tian seemed to have two perspectives: one was the perspective of his old self, where the mortal immortal origin was gradually being completely lost; the other was the perspective of the innate Dao seed, as if returning to the innate womb, reenacting the birth of a living being, and changing the innate Dao.

"The Great Dao is formless, yet it gives birth to heaven and earth; the Great Dao is without emotion, yet it governs the sun and moon; the Great Dao is nameless, yet it nurtures all things..." The sacred Daoist voice echoed in Qin Tian's ears.

He reenacted the birth of life, a perspective unseen by the world, the moment when the tangible and intangible Dao truly converged.

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is vast and boundless!

It is formless and intangible, without a specific scale or real body; it is supreme, incomparably sacred, and unattainable.

Everything is beyond our grasp; everything belongs to the natural world. Forcing it is useless; non-action brings freedom!

Qin Tian followed the natural course of events, revealing a trace of the "Dao".

This is one aspect of the "Tao," merely the side responsible for the growth of all things and the evolution of living beings.

Even so, its essence is supreme.

The so-called Immortal Emperor of the End of the Road is said to have reached the end of his path.

It only constitutes one side of the ancient path!

At this moment, Qin Tian felt as if he were seeing an Immortal Emperor!

"Time truly changes!" Qin Tian was in a special state, existing both before and within time, watching the endless tributaries of the Chaotic Ancient Era flow ceaselessly.

His own long river of time gradually solidified, governing many tributaries and transforming into a true chaotic ancient era.

"The path I have laid out is undoubtedly more in line with the wishes of the Desolate Heaven Emperor," Qin Tian thought to himself.

Although for the Desolate Emperor, everything in the past is still the past, and there is no point in changing it.

He is the One who transcends all things, who has passed into His heart and remains eternally unchanged.

But this is not the case for others. Their past is their reality, such as Tianjiaoyi, Gegu, and Huoling'er. Their past is not pleasant and has too many regrets.

If he could, He would be willing to make amends for them.

Previously, the Desolate Emperor was restrained by the Mysterious Immortal Emperor and could not change the past, but now with Qin Tian's help, the past can be changed and a brand new perfect world can be created.

The Desolate Emperor was also willing to give him a chance.

.........

A wave of damp, salty air rushed towards them as they arrived at a coastline. Their feet sank into the golden sand, and before them stretched the vast, surging ocean.

"Ah, this is...so magnificent!" The kid's eyes widened as he stepped onto the soft sand, feeling utterly awestruck.

The sea rises and falls, the waves are majestic, the waves roll in, the sound of the waves is like thunder, the vast white sky, the sea and the sky line, make people feel excited and feel their own insignificance.

Having grown accustomed to the vast wilderness, towering mountains, and the roars of ferocious beasts, Shi Hao found the sight of this boundless sea quite novel.

"Is this the new training ground?!" the little one asked curiously.

After completing the creation of the technique, Qin Tian sent Xiaobudian and Ge Gu to the North Sea. Judging from the timeline, the inheritance of Kunpeng should also begin.

Compared to the True Dragon Treasure Technique, the Kunpeng Treasure Technique is the most suitable for Little One.

Having experienced life and death, prosperity and decline, and transcended the deathly aura, he had already internalized the profound mysteries of Yin and Yang, achieving a high degree of compatibility with the Kunpeng Technique.

As for safety, with the True Dragon's obsession, the North Sea is nothing more than a small pond near his home.

"Awoo!" Ge Gu plunged headfirst into the water, creating towering waves on the sea surface, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Dragons are inherently connected with water. While they can stay in other places, they are not as comfortable as in the water.

"Let's go, let's set off!" The little one jumped onto the dragon's back. They hadn't brought any seafaring equipment with them, or rather, with a dragon, what need was there for ships?!

No need, absolutely no need!

……

A magnificent golden ship sailed on the sea, radiating a shimmering light, like a small mountain in motion, rumbling and cutting through the waves at an extremely fast speed.

Some exceptionally talented and promising young people chatted idly on the boat.

At that moment, a wave surged and a red streak of light surpassed the large ship.

One of them caught the streak of light, rubbed his eyes, and said, "What just flew by?"

"It seems to be a real dragon?" he asked hesitantly.

Upon hearing this, his companion immediately laughed and said, "Fool, how could there possibly be any real dragons in this world?"

"That's right, how could there possibly be a real dragon in this world? I must have seen wrong!" Hearing this, he also gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Little did they know, ahead of them lay...

The red dragon's true head, topped with dragon horns, is supporting the little one as they ride the waves on the vast ocean.

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Chapter 560 History Changes, The Vanished Black Paper Boat, The Eighth and a Half

"Kunpeng Treasure Technique, here I come!" The little one rode the dragon and broke through the waves, looking at the gradually emerging light of the sky in front of him, and shouted.

Although Qin Tian mastered all ten of the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques, he did not pass them on to Little Dot and Ge Gu.

Not to mention that with their current primordial spirit strength, they are simply unable to bear all the Immortal King's treasure techniques.

Even if their primordial spirits are strong enough to withstand all ten of the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques, Qin Tian will not teach them them.

Only when they themselves go through countless hardships and dangers to finally obtain the Kunpeng inheritance will it be meaningful to acquire the Ten Fierce Treasures.

It satisfied my own needs and also provided me with experience and growth.

This is the most important thing.

.........

This journey is not safe; the deep sea harbors many powerful forces that are no less formidable than those of Xiling.

As soon as they approached the land of Kunpeng's inheritance, they encountered obstacles. The sea was boiling, its azure waters surging, and runes intertwined like bolts of lightning, making the battle exceptionally fierce.

Various sea monsters rose and fell, densely intertwined to form a protective net. Runes and divine light ran in parallel, array patterns condensed into a field, and even a Venerable One watched from afar.

They must prevent the people of the Great Wilderness from reaching the Kunpeng Divine Nest.

The phrase "Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques" is incredibly alluring.

There is a kind of magic to it; anyone who knows this concept cannot let go of this supreme treasure.

The mere whistleblower's message drew countless creatures rushing to the scene.

A pure-blooded being from the Great Wilderness, a descendant of the sea god from the ocean...

They clashed with each other, engaging in battle before even truly seeing the Kunpeng's divine nest.

The great battle stretched for dozens of miles, resulting in the deaths of countless lives. The sea turned red with blood, and numerous corpses of all races floated on the surface.

Clearly, actually seeing the Kunpeng's nest is not an easy thing.

Fortunately, Little Dot and Ge Gu were small targets and had the True Dragon Horn protecting them, so they easily tore apart this man-made magic field array.

They broke through the defenses by leaving only a few dozen corpses along the way.

Soon, they saw the legendary Kunpeng's nest.

A massive, barren cliff lies deep in the sea, even more magnificent than the ancient Demon Mountain. It rises above the surface of the ocean, and on the cliff face is an ancient bird's nest, simple and unadorned, without any runes or divine light.

But wisps of chaotic energy continued to fall, creating an extremely terrifying scene.

"Something's not right about this Kunpeng Divine Nest. How come it's so much worse than my own?" The True Dragon looked up at the Chaos Divine Nest in front of him, even though this Divine Nest looked incredibly sacred and majestic.

However, it is somewhat inferior to the Chaos Dragon's Nest.

It doesn't seem like the habitat of the Kunpeng.

“This is not the real Kunpeng Divine Nest; it should just be a teleportation point,” Ge Gu concluded. As a legitimate descendant of the Ten Fiends, he had inherited knowledge about Kunpeng.

Ge Gu confirmed that this was not the Kunpeng Divine Nest, but the others did not know.

Countless people went crazy after just seeing a corner of the divine nest.

A fierce battle ensued, with countless powerful figures falling, all because a strange field filled the forbidden sea, suppressing everyone's cultivation.

It makes it difficult for cultivators above the Spirit Transformation level to display their divine power here, as they need to replenish a massive amount of essence, energy, and spirit.

As time went on, this field grew stronger and stronger, like a prehistoric life form breathing, resonating with the entire world, fluctuating and spreading ripples in the void.

This fluctuation is a form of suppression, the will of the ancient Kunpeng, suppressing the cultivators' realm and preventing them from surpassing the Spirit Transformation realm.

Ultimately, this caused some powerful individuals to fall from the sky, besieged by schools of fish at sea, and perish, their blood staining the blue sea.

The little guy, who was already at the Cave Heaven Realm, became a tyrant. Fighting across a major realm was not a difficult task for him.

The little one emerged from the shadows and took center stage: "Let the battle begin!"

"I can not wait any more!"

The little one's fighting spirit surged, and the ten grotto-heavens opened, connecting with each other to form the most magnificent divine ring, dazzling and radiant, its divine light illuminating the nine heavens.

The tiny figure is placed in the very center, like a blazing sun, radiating an incomparably grand aura.

He couldn't wait to inherit the Kunpeng's legacy and tell his older brother about his achievements.

He and Ge Gu took the initiative to fight the descendants of the sea god on the ocean and confront pure-blooded creatures on the islands. They were invincible all the way, eating and eating along the way.

They slew many enemies, and even fought against the spirit body of a Venerable One. Together, the two of them crossed a major realm to kill him.

The two of them became tyrants in the vast blue sea, occupying a golden island and approaching the Kunpeng Divine Nest through a series of traversing formations.

Finally, they truly saw the Kunpeng's Nest. One after another, divine trees were used to build this vast and boundless nest, which shocked the past and present. Chaotic energy permeated the place, and the scene was truly amazing.

"I didn't sense the aura of the Kunpeng."

"It seems that senior has also passed away." Ge Gu, with his dragon horns, explored the Kunpeng Divine Nest, sighing with regret.

As one of the Ten Fiends, Kunpeng's situation seemed no better than that of the True Dragon; he too passed away early, leaving behind not even a trace of his obsession.

"I wonder if any of Kunpeng's descendants have survived." Ge Gu's mind was filled with thoughts. As the losers in the ancient battle, the ten most renowned bloodlines had all been ambushed by alien creatures.

In order to cut off the chance for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to rise again, the descendants of the Ten Fiends either died in the womb or barely hatched, but lost their supreme potential.

Ge Gu pondered the past and the future here, while the little one stared blankly at the enormous gate.

This portal of light sits atop the island, its entire body blazing brightly, as if connecting to the realm of gods, from which a river flows into the vast ocean.

To the little one's surprise, a black paper boat floated out of the golden portal.

The paper boat is no bigger than the palm of your hand, delicate and exquisite, existing between illusion and reality. The image of stars falling from the sky can be faintly seen, foreshadowing the unpredictable power of this small paper boat.

This small boat seemed to exist in the void, yet it also resembled a precious treasure that drifted from the future, ethereal and uncertain, sometimes dissipating, sometimes coalescing.

Like two different timelines vying for anchoring to the past, no one but him saw the existence of that black paper boat.

Finally, when the little one's fingertip touched the black paper boat, the black paper boat disappeared, turning into droplets that dissipated into the passage of time.