Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Four hours later.

A craggy, fathomless canyon came into view.

Not far away was a lake as clear as jade, its surface mirror flat, extraordinarily beautiful.

Under the guidance of Senior Brother Qi.

The four of them landed directly on one side of the canyon.

No sooner had he set foot on the ground than Zhang Jing seemed to sense something, his gaze fixed directly on the azure lake.

However, the next moment.

His attention was drawn back by the voice of Senior Brother Meng.

Senior Brother Meng craned his neck to look down the canyon and asked:

"Senior Brother Qi, is the treasure-hoarding demon spirit under the canyon?"

"Exactly, the beast is down there, incredibly powerful. I hope the three of you could lend me a hand," said Senior Brother Qi sincerely, distributing the prepared Dao Enlightenment Tea to Zhang Jing and the other two.

"Whether we succeed or not this time, this Dao Enlightenment Tea is a gift to you three."

"Senior Brother, you're too kind."

Zhang Jing and the others replied in unison.

"Senior Brother Qi, let's go in quickly and strive for a swift resolution. This is the border between Dragon Lake and the Xuanguang Region, and things could change if we delay," reminded Senior Brother Qiu.

...

Senior Brother Qi led the way, and the four of them flew deep into the canyon.

Soon after.

Zhang Jing came to a halt on a protruding rock face, his body's spiritual light quietly extinguished.

Under deliberate suppression, his Spiritual Sense also became extremely weak.

Accompanied by thunderous breaths in succession...

An oppressively intense atmosphere began to creep in.

"Junior brothers, don't hold back!"

The voice of Senior Brother Qi rang out instantly in Zhang Jing's ears.

The next moment...

Zhang Jing saw a cluster of blue-purple flames appear in his hand, the sensation of blistering heat gradually spreading in all directions.

The blue-purple flames shot out...

The spiritual power pervading the entire canyon began to riot instantaneously, as if drawn by some force, converging into the cluster of flames.

In just an instant…

The flames surged, turning into a sea of fire, pouring downwards.

Simultaneously...

A trace of indestructible intent began to manifest, rapidly intensifying.

The flames turned viscous like liquid, burning whatever it touched, presenting a terrifying state of unquenchable and relentless combustion.

Everything visible to the naked eye was engulfed in the raging fire...

Even the stones were not spared.

Roar—

A painful roar echoed from below.

"Is this a Tao foundation?"

Zhang Jing's black pupils reflected the sky full of flames.

He saw it very clearly...

When Senior Brother Qi just made a move, it was just a regular spell, but on the way out, it turned into this terrifying form.

The power was amplified tens of times...

There was no other possibility; this must be the effect of the Tao foundation.

As Zhang Jing was contemplating...

Senior Brothers Meng and Qiu also took their turns to act.

The fluctuations of the spells, the ferocity of the spiritual power, and within an instant, the valley was turned into a boiling pool of magma.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but chuckle.

He, too, had taken something from others, so how could he not put in any effort?

He summoned the Five Treasures Ling River, and the powerful Taiyin Sea Dragon Tao Intent instantly covered it, transforming it into an icy, relentless giant serpent-black sea dragon.

After a deafening roar…

The dark sea dragon transformed into a ray of darkness, carrying icy, yin, and violent malicious aura, moving with the wind and rain, targeting the lizard-like demon spirit below, and pounced straight on it.

The horrific surge that exploded...

It was not inferior to the previous spells, and it even seemed to be stronger.

Boom—

The weakened demon spirit was directly flung away, and the icy aura quickly penetrated into its internal organs...

Making it unable to move!

Upon seeing this scene...

Senior Brother Qi and the others turned to look at Zhang Jing in sync. A somewhat heavy word suddenly occurred to them.

Tao Intent!

...

Time passed slowly...

The large body of the demon spirit began to fade away, leaving behind a robe wrapped in spiritual light in its original place, faintly exuding a powerful aura.

"Another Dharma Seed of a mystic artifact? And it's at least middle-grade!"

Desire appeared in Zhang Jing's eyes.

A robe of the mystic artifact level...

"Thank you, Junior Brothers!" Senior Brother Qi said excitedly.

...

On the outskirts of the gorge, four unfamiliar figures abruptly appeared.

Two men and two women.

They seemed to be attracted by the intense fluctuations of the spells from inside.

"Senior Brother, it seems that someone is hunting Demon Spirits down there. Shall we go in and join in the fun?" The young woman in the red skirt at the back looked at the man in the black robe leading the group with a sly smile.

Upon hearing this.

The man responded in a nonchalant manner:

"A soon-to-be-dead treasure Demon Spirit, let's just wait a bit."

"It should be people from Dragon Lake down there. Even though they killed the Demon Spirit, this is after all the boundary between Xuanguang and Dragon Lake, so the ownership of the treasure Demon Spirit should require further negotiation."

"Yes, Senior Brother Hao."

The other three respectfully responded.

....

At this moment.

Zhang Jing and the others were slowly flying upward along the cliff.

"Senior Brother, what's the name of your robe?"

Senior Brother Meng occasionally looked at the robe on Senior Brother Qi with eyes full of envy, and finally couldn't help but ask.

As his words echoed.

Zhang Jing and Qiu Xiujun both pricked up their ears.

They were also very curious.

"Haha," hearing the question, Senior Brother Qi delightedly tugged at his pale yellow robe and answered with a grin: "I won't hide it from you, Junior Brothers, this time your senior brother made a fortune. This robe is called the Three Yellow Wutu Robe, it's a middle-grade magic treasure near the top-grade level. It's incredibly powerful!"

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!"

The three Zhang Jing congratulated him in unison.

In less than half an hour.

The four slowly flew out of the gorge.

Unexpectedly, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Seems like it's a bit dodgy, what you guys are doing."

"The items at the intersection of Xuanguang and Dragon Lake should logically be jointly controlled by both parties, then why did you guys run away once you got the items?"

Zhang Jing couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

The speaker turned out to be a thin man, who looked frail but gave Zhang Jing a sense of danger all the time.

Behind the thin man, a man and two women stood quietly.

There was some mocking in their eyes as they looked at Zhang Jing and the others.

"So it's Senior Brother Hao."

Senior Brother Qi stepped forward, steeling himself, and asked:

"Don't know what you want, Senior Brother Hao?"

At that time.

"Junior Brother, this is the strongest person from Xuanguang Daoist Temple in the Sixth Void, whose name is Hao Muzhao. This man is currently on the ninth steps of the Sixth Void, and we are no match for him."

Qiu Xiujun introduced Hao Muzhao to Zhang Jing through Spiritual Sense.

"Is the competition between the three Dao Institutes intense?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Very intense, especially when it comes to the division of each region."

Qiu Xiujun paused, then explained:

"The Xuanguang Daoist Temple is exactly due to the existence of Hao Muzhao, so their delineated area is the largest, and also where the most Demon Spirits reside."

So that's how it is!

Zhang Jing nodded in understanding.

In the end.

Under the forceful request of this 'Hao Muzhao', Senior Brother Qi had no choice but to agree to sell the robe he had just obtained to the other party.

Although they obtained a large sum of Spiritual Pith.

Generally speaking, it was a profit from this Demon Spirit hunting.

But the gloom on Senior Brother Qi's face just couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

After all, the value of the magic treasure robe, how could it be measured by these Spiritual Pith?

Zhang Jing, who was standing by, quietly watched everything from beginning to end without saying a word.

Time gradually passed.

Hao Muzhao and his group had left for quite some time.

At the original location.

"Alas, this is the only way."

Senior Brother Qi forced a smile, then said:

"Junior Brothers, let's go home, thank you all for today."

"Senior Brother, you guys go first, I'll go back after hunting some Demon Spirits." Zhang Jing said with a smile.

As his voice fell.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the other three.

"Junior Brother is really...diligent. No wonder he could achieve such success today!"

Qiu Xiujun sighed, looking at Zhang Jing with a look of genuine admiration in his eyes.

"Junior Brother, take care!"

"Junior Brother, take care!"

...

Only when the figures of the three people completely disappeared.

Zhang Jing slowly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and looked at the lake not far away.

When he first arrived here.

He felt a slight disturbance in his Heart's Eye Dharma Seed.

And the source was that azure lake.