Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Our lord is mighty!"

In a corner of Renjie Island.

All the creatures from the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp cheered excitedly.

Facing a prince from the Emperorin's Way Court of the Human Race, which ranks among the strongest on the path of immortality, their lord was still able to almost wipe him out.

This scene directly stirred their blood.

"Lord is truly the blood descendant of the divine! Even among all of us from the eleven heavenly realms of the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp, he ranks top in the Foundation Establishment Realm."

"It seems that no matter how exaggerated the talents of the Human Race's prodigies are, they are still powerless to compete with our prodigies from the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp in the Foundation Establishment Realm."

The Water-Avoiding Deer looked proud.

"Isn't it! The first place must belong to our lord this time. There is one more Innate Divine Ability for him to celebrate. It's hard to imagine how strong our lord will be in the future."

"Perhaps he can even match or surpass—"

As soon as the Red-Eyed Golden Peng started to speak, it was interrupted by a creature nearby that looked like a fox.

"Hush, be careful with your words!"

...

On the ring.

Gulp—

The sound of swallowing saliva came from his ear.

Zhang Jing inadvertently glanced at the person next to him.

He saw Qu Junhou, who was lost in thought staring at the enchanting figure on the other side of the ring.

He had never imagined.

The battle between Chang Jin and Ji Changyu would end in such an unexpected manner.

You should know that Ji Changyu is not weak.

Even a strong person like Brother Zhang.

Only after entangling for a while, he found the flaws of Ji Changyu and won the battle with a single hit.

In an instant.

Qu Junhou couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

"All Heavens Beasts!"

Aside.

Zhang Jing's gaze gently shifted from Qu Junhou, and looked at Chang Jin on the opposite side, a trace of surprise flickering in his eyes.

Could the bright moon phantom that emerged behind her just now be a racial talent?

He just isn't sure.

What kind of power does that strange moonlight have?

Can it make Ji Changyu, who can use the terrifying Human Path True Flame, lose this duel without any resistance?

Zhang Jing recalled the scene he had just seen bit by bit in his heart.

But he got nothing from it.

In the end.

"Forget it, I might as well experience it for myself later."

Zhang Jing thought to himself.

His expression remained calm.

Although the amazing scene that just occurred on the ring had caused a great uproar among others.

But it didn't disturb Zhang Jing's mind.

Defeating Ji Changyu in an instant is not a difficult task. If he used the pseudo-intrinsic primeval celestial light, he could easily achieve it.

It's nothing more than whether he wants to and whether it's necessary.

Coming back to his senses.

Zhang Jing suddenly discovered.

Qu Junhou beside him was staring at him.

"Brother Zhang, did you see that? Ji Changyu didn't even put up a fight in front of that woman, this is... this is..."

At that moment.

Qu Junhou's mind was completely blank.

He had no idea what words to use to describe his feelings at this moment.

After a while.

Qu Junhou finally recovered from the shock.

Then he realized something, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be hesitating.

"Brother Qu, if you have something to say, just say it."

Zhang Jing immediately smiled and said, noticing the struggling expression on Qu Junhou's face.

His voice was as calm as usual.

Upon hearing this.

Qu Junhou took a deep breath:

"Brother Zhang, that woman is definitely not ordinary, you have to be careful later... It's okay even if you lose, anyway, you still have Ji Changyu as a cushion."

"As for that Innate Divine Ability..."

He sighed slightly.

"Anyway, we have already earned enough luck movement this time. What Divine Skill is not in the Secret Realm of the Dao treasury in the Immortal Realm when we go back?"

"Jinhou has said all he needs to say, Brother Zhang, take care."

As soon as he finished speaking.

He saw a flash of his figure and disappeared instantly on the stage.

In an instant.

A ray of light flashed across the scroll hanging in the sky.

Zhang Jing's number of wins.

Quietly changed from ninety-seven to ninety-eight.

Qu Junhou's move of forfeiting directly did not attract anyone's attention.

Obviously.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock of Ji Changyu's misery defeat.

Many of them even fell into despair.

No other reason.

The gap between the two has reached an incomprehensible level.

...

Time passed slowly.

The ninety-ninth round of the ranking battle quietly arrived.

This is the round that directly determines the ownership of the first place in Foundation Establishment.

It also determines whether the first place belongs to the Human Race or the creatures in the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp.

It should be.

The atmosphere should be very warm.

But at this moment.

There was silence.

Countless anxious, worried and even desperate gazes were all cast on one of the empty rings.

Two numbers slowly emerged on it.

A1! B1!

The two who have always ranked top two on the victory list in the sky, and also the only two who have full wins, finally hit hard in the last round.

It was originally an exciting scene.

But at this moment, it seems a bit tragic to everyone.

At the same time.

On the other rings.

No matter if it was the spirits of the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp or cultivators of the Human Race, everyone stood silently where they were, looking intently at the fighting stage.

However.

The expressions on both sides were vastly different.

Those creatures from the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp had faces filled with anticipation and excitement; whereas the human cultivators all revealed complex expressions.

It was an expression of helpless despair as if they had already seen the outcome, but still had to face it.

Some even turned away.

Unwilling to look any further.

In mid-air.

His gaze slowly swept over the faces of the crowd.

"What's going on? Even if Ji Changyu had a severe defeat, is there a need to react as if the sky's falling?"

Zhang Jing's face broke into a wry smile.

The next moment.

A rainbow light flashed across, and the place was already deserted.

Meanwhile.

On Renjie Island.

A cold moonlight carrying a silhouette slowly rose.

...

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Jing, I look forward to your guidance."

Chang Jin's voice, sharp yet full of authority, accompanied by the sound of tinkling silver bells, slowly reached Zhang Jing's ears.

"You're too courteous, Fellow Daoist. I look forward to your guidance as well."

Opposite him.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed with surprise, immediately followed by a smile as he courteously replied.

It seemed that he could faintly perceive a sense of seriousness from her words.

This wasn't quite how someone who had just handily defeated their opponent would normally behave.

Nor did it align with outside expectations.

So that meant…

"A keen sense of perception, eh? Interesting."

Zhang Jing wondered to himself, a faint smile playing at the corners of his eyes.

But at that moment.

"Zhang Jing, I know you must have some hidden cards. You're not going to keep them hidden this time, right?"

A voice, somewhat curious in nature, gently resounded in his ear.

He looked across,

His gaze seemingly piercing through layer after layer of fog, once again meeting a pair of crystal-clear eyes, filled with a crescent-shaped smile and radiant like the moon.

"Well… who can say for sure?"

Zhang Jing replied softly.

"Heh, then I'll see for myself! Be… careful." `Chang Jin's voice held a trace of mischief.

The moment she finished speaking,

A familiar image of a bright moon suddenly entered his field of vision.

In an instant.

Zhang Jing saw the image gradually becoming bigger and ascending higher, and in just a blink of an eye, it had already risen to the dome of the sky.

The sky's light instantly dimmed down.

The sun disappeared from view, the bright moon hung high, and boundless cold moonlight showered down onto the earth.

Zhang Jing instinctively looked around.

The stage beneath his feet had long vanished, replaced by a wild, ancient land, emanating a primitive, savage air.

Where was this?

A hint of confusion flashed through Zhang Jing's eyes.

Yet, at this moment.

From behind his head, an illusory, misty five-colored divine light slowly rose. As the five colors circulated, a red ray suddenly shone brightly.

Instantly, Zhang Jing was shrouded in a red glow.

Not long after.

His consciousness gradually regained clarity.

However… the scene in front of him hadn't changed at all—it was still that ancient wilderness.

A thoughtful look flashed across Zhang Jing's eyes.

One thing was certain.

The place he was currently in definitely did not exist in an absolute sense.

Because, such skills were not something a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Realm could deploy.

But if it's an illusion…

Zhang Jing shook his head.

Considering the existence of Dao Element Qingyun, regular illusion techniques simply wouldn't work on him.

The same reason applied here.

Forcing him into an illusion would be impossible with only the power of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Even if the opponent belonged to the All-Heavens Myriads Spirits Camp and was considered a heaven's chosen.

Moreover—

As if he noticed something, Zhang Jing closed his eyes.

The Dao Element Qingyun rose from the back of his head, its five-colored divine light spinning wildly, while his spiritual eye quietly opened.

The Taiyin Dao Intent!

At this moment, in Zhang Jing's perception,

Every speck of dust, every stone, every blade of grass, and every leaf in the region under his feet was as if they were immersed in an incomparably pure and overbearing Taiyin Dao Intent.

Here.

There was no room for any other Dao or principles apart from Taiyin's!

"Dao Domain?"

A light bulb went off in Zhang Jing's head.

He suddenly felt that this seemed rather similar to the description of the Dao Domain that he would eventually condense with his Primitive Genesis heritage.

But the next moment,

Zhang Jing shook his head once again

You could only say that it was somewhat similar to a DaoDomain, but in reality... they were worlds apart.

The terror of a Dao Domain.

Was something this barren land under his feet couldn't hope to match.

Rather than calling this a Dao Domain.

Zhang Jing would rather call it a field, which fitted more accurately.

"A field filled with the principles of Taiyin, is this your natural gift? It truly is fearsome, no wonder Ji Changyu was so easily defeated."

After realizing this,

He couldn't help but give a light smile, his mind suddenly clearing.

Under the suppression of this Taiyin field,

Ji Changyu, merely wielding a bit of a weak and incomplete Human Path True Flame, absolutely wouldn't have had any room to resist.

He was completely suppressed.

Pity... He wasn't Ji Changyu!

Zhang Jing's eyes became deep and profound.

Merely a Taiyin field, just shatter it directly!

All of a sudden,

An Immortal Light flashing with chaotic hues suddenly appeared in his hand, the four forces of earth, fire, wind, and water interwove at the edge of the light, flickering with a strong radiance.

Threads of terrifying opening intent quietly spread around.