Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Time quietly passed.

On the stage.

Zhang Jing stood still, a calm look in his eyes.

The next moment.

Seeming to sense something, he couldn't help but turn his head to look to one side.

In his line of sight.

In the wide-open middle of the stage.

A beautiful figure silently appeared, standing quietly in the air about three feet off the ground. A small silver bell at her round ankle was gently shaking, producing a faint, pleasant jingling sound.

In her ethereal, aloof demeanor, a few strands of majesty were mixed, along with a touch of playfulness.

One moment she was like a sprite walking between heaven and earth, and the next moment she seemed like a goddess coming into the world.

Varying and complex.

Just like the fog shrouding her face.

Layer upon layer, making it hard to see clearly.

As if sensing something.

Chang Jin turned her body and met Zhang Jing's gaze, nodding slightly.

Vaguely.

Zhang Jing seemed to see a pair of eyes brimming with laughter and as bright as the full moon.

Seeing this.

He couldn't help but smile and nod in return.

Tap, tap--

A soft sound of footsteps abruptly reached his ears.

Getting closer and closer.

"Brother Qu is coming up."

Zhang Jing said softly without turning his head.

He didn't even have to guess.

At this point, the only person who could appear on the stage, besides Qu Junhou, who was his opponent for this match, was no one else.

"Haha, I haven't congratulated Brother Zhang yet on your victory over Ji Changyu! Now you are only one step away from being number one in the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Qu Junhou's figure slowly appeared beside Zhang Jing, congratulating him.

At this moment, his face was completely composed.

"Brother Qu, you flatter me, but... only one more step? Have you forgotten about yourself?"

Zhang Jing asked jokingly.

Hearing this.

Qu Junhou shook his head, a smirk flashing across his face.

"Brother Zhang, you're joking. I'm far from your strength right now, I'm not going to humiliate myself."

"A wise man helps others realize their full potential. Besides, you have a big fight coming up, Brother Zhang. Why not use this time to adjust a bit more?"

"Brother Qu, you--"

Zhang Jing looked at him in surprise.

He didn't expect that the Qu brother in front of him would make this decision.

If Zhang Jing remembers correctly.

Because of the protection of the spirits of the secret realm.

So in this month-long ranking battle, up to now, no one has ever voluntarily given up.

His reason for doing so...

Thinking of this.

Zhang Jing's face could not help but flash a smile.

"Brother Qu, you seem to have done me another favor."

"Brother Zhang, don't worry about it. After all, there's a gap between our strengths. I'm just going with the flow."

In the midst of conversation.

A confident color suddenly appeared on Qu Junhou's face.

"However... Brother Zhang," His heated gaze immediately turned to Zhang Jing's calm eyes, "I'm just temporarily admitting defeat. When I reach the Dharma Phase Realm or Unity Realm Stage, we will compete again!"

"Haha, I'll be waiting anytime. I'm sure I won't disappoint Brother Qu."

Zhang Jing gave a faint smile.

In his gentle words, there was a hint of unmistakable confidence.

"By the way, Brother Zhang, I know a place of great opportunity, after we reach the Golden Core Divine Skills Realm, why don't we go and explore it together?"

Qu Junhou seemed to have thought of something, looking at Zhang Jing at his side with anticipation.

"A place of great opportunity?"

Zhang Jing was slightly taken aback.

...

At this moment.

Within Qu Junhou's sea of consciousness.

A broken old figure quietly emerged.

"Yes! That's it. The more talents that enter that place, the greater your gains will be. Not only you, but also the people who go with you to the place of opportunity."

"The stronger the talent... the better..."

In his voice.

There was a faint hint of temptation.

...

On the other side.

A rainbow beam gently landed on the stage next to him, transforming into Ji Changyu, dressed in a dark golden dragon robe.

Upon landing,

His gaze became serious as he looked at the ethereal figure standing in front of him, his mind tensing up at once.

After his defeat to Zhang Jing,

This battle had become his last lifeline.

If he won, there was still a slim chance of competing for the top rank within the Foundation Establishment Realm; if he lost, it would be a direct declaration of his elimination.

The innate divine ability "Jiaoyang Qingyun" would then have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this,

Ji Changyu's gaze became even more focused, and he took a deep breath.

"This battle, victory is a must, and defeat is not an option!"

He repeatedly reminded himself, his vigilance reaching an all-time high.

"May I learn from Daoist friend!"

Chang Jin's voice, crisp and melodious, yet carrying a hint of majesty, rang out.

"May I learn!"

Ji Changyu responded in a deep voice.

No sooner were the words spoken, than

A vast and fierce aura of terror exploded from within him, spreading out in all directions.

Immediately after,

Thin strands of Human Path True Flame seeped from his nostrils, converging into a vast lake in an instant.

The crimson gold light illuminated the sky.

The terrifying, oppressive aura even rendered the surrounding area, spanning dozens to hundreds of miles, silent and lifeless.

At this moment,

Under Ji Changyu's full efforts,

The power displayed by the Human Path True Flame was far stronger than when he had previously confronted Zhang Jing — more than ten times as powerful.

The gap in power was so vast.

On one hand, the circumstances were different.

On the other hand, knowing Chang Jin's identity, Ji Changyu dared not be the least bit arrogant.

On the opposite side of Ji Changyu,

Chang Jin glanced at the terrifying crimson golden divine fire, which was rapidly spreading towards her.

Not only was she not panicked, but her aura became even more peaceful.

In an instant,

The light dimmed.

Moonlight appeared all around Chang Jin.

These strands of moonlight began to expand and spread outwards, the speed of their expansion increasing rapidly.

Wherever they went,

The domineering and intense Human Path True Flame retreated.

In a moment,

The stage seemed to be divided into two completely different worlds by some power.

In one, a clear moon cast its light, peaceful and serene; the other was blanketed in flames, resembling a purgatory.

"That is——"

Ji Changyu, covered by the crimson golden divine fire, suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the lunar silhouette above Chang Jin's head.

In just a few seconds,

The crimson golden divine fire that was burning furiously on the stage disappeared without a trace.

A flash of white light.

Ji Changyu's figure vanished once again.

Throughout the course of the battle,

He seemed to have no strength to fight back at all.

...

On the viewing platform outside the Jiaoyun Secret Realm.

A moment ago, numerous cultivators were debating about who was superior. Their ears were filled with lively discussions.

However, in an instant,

All the voices disappeared.

Those present fell into a daze, their eyes full of confusion, as if they couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.

The Prince of the Immortal Dao in the Emperor's Way Court of the Human Race, a true prodigy, was eliminated by a woman from the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp without even a single move to defend himself!

"Haha, I must be dreaming, right?"

"Didn't they say the three had equal strength? How could..."

"Ah~ Looks like we celebrated too early. How could the Human Race compare with the terrifying tribes of the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp in the Foundation Establishment Realm?!"

"Don't be discouraged. Isn't there still a prodigy in the Boundless Taiyi Taoist Gate? He also defeated..."

Someone tried to boost their confidence by mentioning Zhang Jing who had also defeated Ji Changyu.

However, as they spoke,

their voice gradually became weaker and weaker.