Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Isn't that Young Master Yu? Why is he--"

On the outskirts.

A Loose Cultivator from Three Elements City had recognized Zhang Jing, and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

"Young Master Yu? I've never heard of this character before."

Somebody asked in confusion.

However, before they could finish their sentence,

Someone else took over the conversation and explained:

"Young Master Yu is a powerful Golden Core Realm cultivator who has sprung up in our Qingshen Market in Three Elements City in recent years. No one knows where he came from, but his strength is undeniable. It's said that he even has a Golden Core Realm mount, as well as a Golden Core Realm Immortal Spirit, which is absolutely terrifying."

"Wait a minute!"

"Are you sure... this Young Master Yu only has one Immortal Spirit, and it's of Golden Core Realm?"

Someone pointed at the three Ice Crystal Immortal Spirits following Zhang Jing, emanating a soaring cold aura, and spoke with a strange expression.

The Immortal Spirits behind this man,

Just a glance at them gave them a terrifying feeling as if their souls were about to freeze.

How could this possibly be the Golden Core Realm?

And their appearance was threefold!

In a moment,

The numerous Loose Cultivators on the outskirts instinctively held their breath, their faces showing eagerness as they focussed on 'Young Master Yu' who was now nearing Lingshu Mountain.

They instinctively felt that there might be a sudden twist in the upcoming dispute over the blessed land.

Leaving aside his three fearsome Immortal Spirits, which had already suggested the man's nontrivial identity,

The key point was that,

Even after the strong figure from the Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate's Dognming Blessed Land had announced the ownership over the blessed land of Lingshu Mountain,

This Young Master Yu still dared to participate.

This was enough to explain the problem.

...

Step by step-

The consecutive sounds of footsteps resonated, as if containing a certain rhythm and enchantment.

When it reached everyone's ears,

It instantly occupied all their attention.

Under the scrutiny of thousands of eyes,

Zhang Jing, as if no one else existed, slowly walked toward Lingshu Mountain.

His eyes slightly lifted, a sharp light flashing.

In his field of vision,

Lingshu Mountain, now fully developed, had notably changed since the last time he was here.

The blessed land stretched over a hundred thousand miles,

Was now shrouded in a dense mist that had appeared out of nowhere at some point.

A total of thirty-six treasure peaks, thousands of feet tall, were hidden in the mist. A continuous rush of celestial light ascended towards the sky, pulling in celestial mechanisms from who knows how many miles around.

The force of earth's veins! The power of the stars!

Subtly converging into innumerable rivers, then like the rivers returning to the sea, they directly rushed into the blessed land.

Gathering the essence of the sun and the moon, collecting the quintessence of heaven and earth.

Exactly like this.

"What a place! Well worth the four long years of wait."

Zhang Jing could not help but marvel inwardly.

Having been in the Clean Sky Profound Light Heaven for several decades, he finally had a place truly belonging to him.

It was indeed not easy.

...

On the other side,

As Zhang Jing approached,

The people gathered at the foot of Lingshu Mountain had different expressions and reactions.

Those who recognized and knew Zhang Jing wanted to step forward and stop him, but when they noticed the three terrifying Immortal Spirits closely following him, they paused, disbelief flashing in their eyes.

Some, instinctively, glanced at the man in a golden robe standing quietly on the spot, arms crossed, with the expression of a spectator.

For the majority of the people present,

The shocks they had received today were already plenty; they didn't mind having one more.

In the end,

The man in the golden robe stepped forward, directly blocking Zhang Jing's path.

The reason he had hesitated before was that he had sensed the fluctuation of mana on Zhang Jing's body, knowing that he was also a disciple of the Tao Sect.

Especially after seeing the trio of Dharma Phase Realm Immortal Spirits following him.

He felt somewhat wary.

But then-

His eyes reflected Zhang Jing's appearance, seemingly ignoring him.

The man in the golden robe felt a surge of bitterness.

He saw himself struggling to suppress his anger, and spoke in a deliberately calm voice:

"Junior Brother, you--"

However,

Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly.

Opposite to him,

"Junior Brother, I intend to claim this blessed land for the establishment of my Taoist site, so I'm afraid I can't relinquish it to you this time."

Zhang Jing smiled faintly and spoke gently:

"You... shouldn't have any objections, right?"

As he spoke,

A Primordial Chaos Dao Seal infused with purple essence slowly appeared from between his brows.

At the same time,

In Zhang Jing's black pupils, a flash of reddish Immortal light passed, subtly revealing a terrifying blade intent that seemed capable of incinerating the world and bearing boundless Karma Power.

In an instant,

A terrifying sense of imminent death flashed through the man's heart.

The man in the golden robe's heart shivered, understanding something at once.

The next moment,

He could be seen bowing deeply to Zhang Jing, calling out respectfully:

"Huang Jiulong pays his respects to the True Disciple. I was unaware of your presence, I apologize for my earlier rudeness."

"By the way, how should I address you?"

"Grand Brightness Cave Heaven, True disciple, Zhang Jing."

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed with a faint smile, and he said:

"Junior brother, there is no need for such formalities."

Upon hearing this,

"Huang Jiulong pays his respects to Senior Brother Zhang."

Gold-robed man, Huang Jiulong, carefully greets him, before prudently stepping aside.

He understands clearly in his heart.

If this spiritual land already caught the eye of a True Disciple, he should relinquish his hopes.

As for why a True Disciple only cultivated to the Golden Core realm—

Huang Jiulong dare not ask, nor does he want to.

The matter regarding True Disciple is not something he should pry into.

Opposite him.

"Hmm."

Zhang Jing nodded, didn't say anything else, only slowly withdrawing his gaze, and walking forward towards the spiritual land of Lingshu Mountain once more.

With one step.

His figure instantly appeared before Lingshu Mountain.

In an instant.

The dense spiritual fog shrouding the land turned into an iron wall, as if instinctively repelling his entrance.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed.

He understood instantly in his heart.

This should be the Primordial Formation functioning within the spiritual land that I saw last time.

"Interesting, but the spiritual land just completed incubation and so too the Primordial Formation is in a vulnerable state."

When reached here.

"Bingfeng, have the three of you stay guard here."

He lightly ordered.

"Yes, Master!"

The three Ice Crystal Immortal Spirits following closely behind Zhang Jing responded instantly without hesitation.

And then.

You see them stand still on the spot, transforming into three ice sculptures, unmoving.

On the spot.

Huu—

Zhang Jing lets out a light sigh, then his gaze falls on the spiritual land in front of him, his eyes involuntarily becoming serious.

"A newly matured, uncontrolled Primordial Formation."

"While it's almost certain that, under the comprehensive support of the three methods: the natural talent of Taiyi Stellar Power, Immortal Binding Chain, the immortal treasure and Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword -- my full strength must surpass the Golden Core and step into the Dharma Phase Realm."

"But to what extent it can be done is still unknown."

"This opportunity is perfect!"

He said in his heart.

A hint of expectation appears in his eyes.

Ever since he returned from the Jiaoyun Secret Realm last time, he hasn't used his full strength.

Even in the Jiaoyun Secret Realm, even the powerful Chang Jin couldn't force Zhang Jing to use all his strength.

Reflecting on it.

The last time I used my full strength, wasn't it in the Lower Realm, within the Small Void of a thousand gods?

Right, he seemed to have promised Lord Ying that when he has the capability, he will take the latter out of the Small Void realm.

A true disciple.

Should be able to.

Once matters here is settled, he should try it out.

Zhang Jing thought sneakily to himself.

His gaze flickers.

Thoughts instantly return to reality.

He had an idea within his heart.

A thunderous Taoist sound instantly reached his ears.

The thirty-six layered Hollow Sky illusion quietly appeared behind Zhang Jing, stacking layer upon layer and forming a bright and boundless fearsome immortal light halo.

Especially the first layer of the world.

The blistering immortal light, wrapped around a vague trace of sacred breath.

He looked as if he was a towering divine being.

Supported by the thirty-six layered Hollow Sky illusion.

Zhang Jing instantly felt an omnipotent and majestic power emerge within his body, a horrifying power that could suppress the barren desert with just a gesture.

That wasn't all.

Whirling—

A gravity-defying, resplendent bronze Immortal Binding Chain slowly emerged, its tangible murderous intent spreading instantly in all directions.

Zhang Jing clutched the Immortal Binding Chain with his hand.

He fiercely opened his eyes, his gaze redder than ever, with threads of flame even igniting in their depths.

Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword!

This Great Divine Power that had a notorious reputation among the External Realms.

The moment it appeared in Zhang Jing's hands.

The terrifying and brutal aspect of it was revealed.

Even without forging the real Red Profession Slashing Immortal Demon Sword, it could explode with extremely terrifying power.

In an instant.

The Immortal Binding Chain was dyed with red immortal light, turning it into a crescent moon-bladed dagger, its glistening blade wrapped with dense dagger intent.

Without a moment's hesitation.

Zhang Jing tightly clutched the Immortal Binding Chain in his hand, directly slashing forward.

Boom!

An extremely intense immortal light suddenly burst out.

The vast expanse of Lingshu Mountain even started to tremble slightly.

Immediately following.

A faint sound of something breaking under stress could be heard.

…

…

Only after who knows how long.

All sounds have completely disappeared.

Gone with them was Zhang Jing's figure.

Only the three ice sculpture-like Ice Crystal Immortal Spirits remained, still obeying Zhang Jing's instructions, quietly guarding the original spot.

Opposite the Ice Crystal Immortal Spirits.

There was an astonished crowd of cultivators.

No matter whether they were Loose Cultivators or those from the three major powers, or even the disciples of Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate, including Huang Jiulong.

Anyone who just saw Zhang Jing make his move.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, standing in place for a long time, unable to come back to their senses.