Exploring Immortality Cultivation

The Little Dragon mustered her strength to thrust another of her scales into the back of a Peak Level Demon Beast at the Divine Power stage, then let her head droop slightly.

Most of her beautiful pinkish-purple scale armor had been shattered. Dragon scales were an exceptional material for refining; on this planet, it was even hard to find any substance that outmatched them. However, she was but a young dragon, and her scales had not been tempered over thousands upon thousands of years.

In the battle against tens of thousands of Great Demons, her scales were battered and broken, some even pulverized by the attacks. Only a small portion remained intact after they fell from her body, able to bear the weight of those laws.

"Luckily... these brainless fools haven't yet developed the spirit of martyrdom, mostly driven by greed..." The Little Dragon steadied herself from her shaking sensation. She knew that the moment she showed signs of weakness would be when tens of thousands of Great Demons would join forces against her.

But some things, she really couldn't control. When the fighting started, she had already employed the Two-Injuring Technique "Dragon Swallowing Sun" from the True Sun Dao, burning her life and self, and now she was already in agony as if her insides were ablaze. The Essence soared into the skies and formed the "Heaven and Earth Mysterious Well" from the Deep Space Dao, drawing in vast Spiritual Energy, while the Dragon Power inside her body also continuously borrowed strength from the Infinite Sea of Vacuum to produce Essence and nourish herself. Her body was like a fragile equilibrium continuously teetering between destruction and recovery.

It was thus that she could barely fend off two Demon Gods.

"It's really... very..."

She thought, feeling her consciousness growing dim.

The Dragon's Majesty was faltering.

Now, she couldn't really say what she was still hoping for. Perhaps for a Human Demon to descend from the heavens to help her complete the Holy Emperor's task?

This vain hope inexplicably became her last reason for fighting.

The Transformation Dragon Clan was comparable to the Unification Cultivator and other clans' Demon Gods or the Mahayana Primeval Spirits of the Modern era. That she could hold her own against tens of thousands of Great Demons for a while was her limit. This thanks to the billions of years of evolution where the sinuous form of the Dragon Clan had deeply been imprinted in the bloodline depths of all Sea Demons; even Demon Gods had to concede a three parts' disadvantage when facing the Dragon Clan.

As for escaping... huh. She was originally only capable of facing a Dragon-Like Demon God head-on, mostly on the losing side. If it weren't for this, when she first encountered that Unification Cultivator, she wouldn't have had to run away. That she could severely injure two Dragon-Like Demon Gods in one fell swoop had already been a miracle. All because Qiu Xianke was overeager for merit and Chi Liu was overly cautious.

"How many more waves can I endure... how many waves..."

The Little Dragon flicked her tail, sinking the corpse she was refining into the now frozen surface of the sea. There, she still had one last trick.

Either for a chance to escape with her life or for a last stand.

Qiu Xianke spat out a mouthful of icy blood. He hatefully glared at the pinkish-purple Essence that seemed like a nebula, snarling, "Detestable... detestable... detestable! To think the Holy Clan's inheritance would be so terrifying!"

"Just three to five members of the Holy Clan could sweep across the four seas. Even the ones not of age require the strength of an entire sea to be killed..." Yin Chuiyi had already started thinking about retreating. Yinglong was inherently the closest to a True Dragon among the Dragon Suborder, and he was fortunate enough to have acquired the Ancient Demon inheritance. Given some more time, once he broke through to Mahayana, aside from True Dragons or those above the Demon God Stage, no one in the world could restrain him—or at least that's what he believed. Now, to please Saint King David and a cornered True Dragon by risking his life was not worth it.

Chi Liu smacked his lips, sensing something: "That little member of the Holy Clan doesn't have much strength left, right? That last True Intent was impressive, but the power already seemed somewhat hollow."

Jiao Long Demon God, Jiao Shili, frowned: "Don't be careless. She's from the Holy Clan."

"The Holy Clan is also made of flesh; they too can die," said Chi Liu. "Send some more to test her."

"Send the Charging Camp!" Qiu Xianke said through gritted teeth. Strictly speaking, these soldiers were not his personal property; the position of the Charging Camp's general and its formation were his true possessions. He wouldn't care if all those soldiers died.

Chi Liu nodded. Then Qiu Xianke mustered his remaining strength and bellowed, "Charging Camp! Advance!"

"Fourth to Eighth Guard for the first wave! Ninth to Thirteenth Guard for the second wave! Fourteenth to Seventeenth Guard for the third wave, and so on!"

"We are the fourth wave," Wang Qi murmured softly. "Be careful..."

"No, no, no..." Zhen Chan said, "Perhaps it's not necessary, that little dragon is already at the end of her tether, she can't last that long."

There were no Mahayana Dragons here, and as a former Mahayana Cultivator, he could now freely use his Spiritual Sense. Though he was only a Residual Soul, his quality of Spiritual Sense was still a cut above all the Great Demons present, able to deceive them and probe the condition of that Little Dragon.

"It seems that the absolute skills of that little dragon are from True Sun, Deep Space. She doesn't possess the Fog Demon Path or the Divine Calamity Dao." Wang Qi said in a low voice: "Let's see how it ends... If that little dragon shows any intention to self-destruct, we will interrupt the wait and attack the Demon Gods directly and also inform the little dragon of our intentions through Spiritual Sense Transmission—only you can do that, old man."

"Understood, understood," Zhen Chan muttered. "I hope this time I can earn enough to restore my body..."

"I need to remind you, technically speaking, things like 'Ring Grandpa' are considered the personal property of the owner according to the law, so all your merits are mine..." Wang Qi habitually quipped at his lowest and then said, "If there's enough merit in this, I'll help you order one..."

"Hm..."

"Provided I'm not being pursued to an extent that I have no choice but to throw away the ring and self-destruct it."

"Can't you pick something nicer to say!"

Wang Qi glanced at Mi. Mi nodded, signaling she was ready. The Sea God Type's Refining method required no Hand Mnemonics, no spells, no mantras. When Mi cast spells, all it took was a single thought, which was the true essence of "Static Casting".

Wang Qi took a deep breath and then pressed his hands in the air. In his vision, two divination plates embellished with operator symbols in the Shenzhou style appeared before him.

"The Wanxiang Diagram," Wang Qi whispered, "It all depends on you now..."

After giving his orders to his subordinates, Qiu Xianke submerged beneath the sea's surface, coiling up his body to slowly absorb Spiritual Energy and recover.

At this time, some seeds that had taken root within him started to sprout.

Initially, he merely felt a bit warm. He didn't mind it, thinking it was just the residual warmth from other's spells heating the sea. But soon, he detected something abnormal within his body.

"What's going on?"

This peculiar sensation wasn't necessarily bad. On the contrary, Qiu Xianke felt like he was in the best condition he had ever been in, with his strength climbing steadily. Many previously incomprehensible aspects of cultivation suddenly became clear as if he had an epiphany.

"This is not normal."

After all, Qiu Xianke was a Great Demon of the Demon God level, his consciousness and Essence perfectly intertwined, making him extremely sensitive to his own condition. External forces and external thoughts made no difference to him. Letting out a long chant that resonated with nine tones, he circulated his Essence to shake his being. Soon, he pinpointed the source of the odd feeling.

A strange, pink alien power.

The Heart Demon Curse—Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell.

"Resisting, are you?" A virtual panel in front of Wang Qi suddenly filled with garbled characters. He quickly made corrections, directing the Heart Demon Curse along with the Divine Plague Curse Technique, inching forward, disintegrating the opponent's defenses bit by bit.

As the Heart Demon Curse advanced, Wang Qi began to see the full picture of Qiu Xianke's cultivation.

"So this is the path of the Demon Clan..."

Even though the Human Clan's initial cultivation method was modelled after the Demon Clan's, the paths of the two were distinct.

The Demon Clan's path began with strengthening the Divine Soul, unlocking the Spirit Wisdom, and using intelligence to seek ways to become stronger. During the Qi Storage Stage, they accumulated demonic power, constructing a system for the circulation of Spiritual Energy. In the Core Formation Stage, they condensed a Demon Core to serve as the system's core. The Transformation Stage was about mastering bloodline expressions, freeing oneself from innate constraints and forming Innate Divine Seals at will.

And in the Divine Power Stage, it was about uniting all the previously accumulated Innate Divine Seals into a "Divine Power Body." Before this stage, Innate Divine Seals were merely a means to provide combat strength for the Demon Clan, and their cultivation could proceed without them. But in the Divine Power Stage, the Innate Divine Seals of a Demon Beast played a decisive role; it was the Innate Divine Seals and Innate Divine Powers that forged their path.

Hence, this stage was called "Divine Power."

For the Human Clan, it was as if the Demon Clan first formed cores and then established their foundation.

The Demon God Stage was the process of the Divine Power system eroding the physical body and integrating the life system.

These were the tidbits Wang Qi had specifically ventured to Tianling Ridge in Spirit Beast Mountain to ask someone about. After learning this, he understood the true way to erode a Demon God.

Don't directly confront the consciousness; strike at his Divine Power Body!

Qiu Xianke felt increasingly at ease. The power was just and peaceful yet also mysteriously odd. But he felt more and more that something was off.

"What exactly is this... what's happening..."

A chilling intent of absolute freezing swept over. Little Dragon had swept away the first wave of the Patrol Navy's Sea Demons with a Universal Calamity.

And the next to attack was the second wave!

Summoning the last of her strength, Little Dragon reached out and shattered the head of a Transformation Stage Demon Beast. But simultaneously, nine blades of Demon Qi slashed at her one after another, followed by dozens, then hundreds of Demon Arts. Her already few scale armors completely shattered, leaving only a small patch covering her vital throat area.

"It looks like I'm done for..." Little Dragon uttered with a bitter smile, a will to die arising within her and clearing away all negative emotions, leaving nothing but a spirit of daring.

"I had hoped to save a few more to protect me as I broke through... Since it's no use now, then witness my final retaliation!"

Her tail shattered the ice, and then, the Corpse Refining Monsters hidden beneath surged forth. Under Little Dragon's refining, they had transformed into dragon-like shapes.

"Dragon Jade Earring, fire at will!"

Tens of streams of blazing solar torrents rushed towards the Patrol Navy. Several Demon Gods stepped forward to intercept, but not all could be stopped. Chaos erupted among the group of demons. Some of the faint-hearted immediately turned timid, yet others, brave and bold, advanced instead of retreating.

Among them was a yellow octopus.

Faced with Little Dragon's overwhelming counterattack, all the Demon Gods had solemn expressions, each summoning their mightiest offensive.

Then, Little Dragon, with a herd of refined corpses, charged the formation.

At the same time, Pagoda Li and Zhen Chan bellowed, "Now is the time!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian.com to cast your recommendation vote or monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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