Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"With my primordial divine soul as a sacrifice, I curse you two, let the Five Decays befall you!"

The moment before losing consciousness.

The God of Fortune, burning with hatred, taps into the hidden darkness within his divine soul's depths in an instant, desiring to sacrifice himself to curse Zhang Jing, who destroys his grand rebirth plan and curses Qu Junhou, whose divine soul is in possession of him.

Had it not been for these two, would he have ended up dying and having his path extinguished?

His tens of thousands of years of schemes are now all in vain!

Damn it! All deserved death! Inability to resign and rage, transformed into a ferocious curse instantly.

Just as the remnant soul of the God of Fortune set the curse.

Above the sky, the wind and clouds transformed drastically again.

In the rolling blood-red clouds, there subtly appeared a terrifying deep blackness, like a droplet of ink, instantly tinging everything around it manicly.

"Hehe!"

An eerie laugh sounded abruptly in the God of Fortune's heart.

Just by hearing the voice.

The God of Fortune vaguely perceived a vast and endless abyss, continuously devouring all the negative forces in the heavenly realms, the dirtiest and muddiest, nurturing unimaginable final catastrophes.

An insidious force, imperceptible to ordinary people, emerged from nothingness. It turned into an invisible big hand, directly seizing the God of Fortune's true spirit, divine soul, and even consciousness. It formed two dismal demonic lights of different sizes that flicked on and off and were filled with evil intentions, floating ceaselessly in the mid-air.

Once all these things were done.

That invisible big hand was seen making a light grasp. Then it gradually dispersed. It seemed as if it had taken nothing, but it also seemed as it had taken something away.

All was restored to normal.

Except for the two strands of demonic light filled with ominous impurity that had suddenly appeared in the mid-air.

Next instant.

The smaller strand of demonic light silently and directly seeped into Qu Junhou's body.

In just an instant.

Qu Junhou's body produced a large amount of filth and a foul smell, and in the blink of an eye, his hair turned entirely white.

And his originally brilliant robe had become unimaginably dirty in the blink of an eye.

An aura of decay and rottenness emerged spontaneously.

At the same time.

The other strand of demonic light radiating decay and impurity, which had almost condensed the God of Fortune's eighty percent divine soul resentment, flew straight towards Zhang Jing.

It had a mad flavor of determination to either perish together or not to perish at all.

At this moment.

On the other side.

"Is this... the Ruyi Treasured Jade of the God of Fortune?"

Zhang Jing's gaze fell on the Treasured Jade Ruyi and the Essence of Origin and Life in his hand, and a hint of peculiar brilliance flashed in his eyes.

They were completely identical in spirit.

What's more important, there was a certain inexplicable strong attraction between them.

As if they should have been integral.

Even without refining it, Zhang Jing could clearly feel that.

That's also why he took out the Essence of Origin and Life obtained from the corpse spirit of the God of Longevity straight away after picking up the Jade Ruyi.

"Could it be that the Essence of Origin and Life, is originally a part of the Jade Ruyi, that is to say, the Jade Ruyi has always been in an incomplete state?"

"If the power of it in an incomplete state is already so terrifying, wouldn't it be a postnatal spiritual treasure if it's complete?"

Zhang Jing had already witnessed the horrendous power of this Ruyi Treasured Jade.

But that was only an incomplete state.

Moreover, with the God of Fortune's previous cultivation just in the Dharma Phase Realm, Zhign Jing predicted he could only barely activate it and couldn't show its real power.

Considering this.

A thrill of uncontrollable excitement surged in Zhang Jing's heart.

That's a postnatal spiritual treasure!

How many among the Unity Realm True Teachings of the Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate can have a postnatal spiritual treasure for protection?

Once it's refined.

When he steps into the Unity Realm, he would have the Black Water Flag of Xuanming for defense and the Immortal Slayer Demon Blade and this spiritual treasure Ruyi for attack. At that time, he would dare to break loose even in an external domain.

At the height of longing.

A terrifying chills from facing death suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, almost freezing Zhang Jing's body.

In a split second, all his hair stood on end.

Almost instinctively, Zhang Jing turned his head directly to look at 'Qu Junhou'.

Factually.

Even in the moment when he picked up the spiritual treasure Ruyi and was in high spirits, he had never relaxed his vigilance against the God of Fortune. A lion must exert its full strength even when hunting a rabbit. All the more so when he faces an old monster.

In the moment of death.

No matter what crazed actions the other party could take, Zhang Jing wouldn't find it strange.

In his view.

A strand of dark and profound jet-black demonic light suddenly appeared in mid-air and then flew leisurely toward him.

The instant he saw this demonic light.

Zhang Jing had a feeling of being destined to be locked on, regardless of whether he ascends to heaven or descends to the earth, he couldn't escape.

"What is this?"

He frowned slightly, alertness flashing in his eyes.

Just as he was concentrating on observation.

Then a spiteful unfamiliar face suddenly bulged out from the pitch-black demonic light, its eyes staring straight at Zhang Jing, eerily calling out:

"Hehe, Zhang Jing, let's perish together. Isn't it always said by your human race that it's good to have company on the road to the yellow springs?"

"Being able to die with a primordial deity is an enormous honor for you human beings."

It's that guy, the God of Fortune!

The moment he heard the voice, Zhang Jing recognized the identity of the other party.

"Is only brute resistance possible? Worthy of an old Primordial Deity, even if the True Spirit's divine soul shattered, they could still resort to such bizarre methods!"

He already understood his current situation, and his gaze gradually returned to calm.

If there's no way to retreat, then he wouldn't retreat!

The next moment.

Imaginary Space.

A misty immortal light flowed out from Zhang Jing's calm and dark eyes, instantly enveloping his entire body.

The void began to ripple faintly.

Zhang Jing's figure instantly became elusive, sometimes at close hand, sometimes infinitely distant, appearing incredibly strange.

Subsequently.

He felt that it was still not secure enough.

Hum! Along with a barely audible vibration from the Demon Blade.

The Karmic Fire in the sky, as if summoned, surged toward him rapidly.

In the vast land.

The force of countless mighty Earth Veins began to accumulate under Zhang Jing's feet.

Layers of Karmic Fire and the light of Primordial Earth, bit by bit, condensed in front of him, releasing either fierce or heavy powerful auras, giving a sense of indestructibility.

Despite this, at this moment.

Zhang Jing still did not have confidence.

He was well aware that the God of Fortune was pulling him into its death, the method used would certainly not be simple.

Subconsciously taking a deep breath.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but gaze ahead.

He saw the piece of Mo Light filled with ominous aura, and with just a flicker, it easily crossed the boundary between reality and spirit, directly appearing within his own imaginary realm.

In all this.

He didn't even perceive any fluctuation in power, and his imaginary realm didn't react at all.

"Haha, it's useless, useless, you have no idea what that existence represents!" Looking at Zhang Jing's slightly dull expression, the God of Fortune's twisted face unconsciously revealed a touch of contempt.

Just as his voice fell.

He drove the polluted Mo Light right in front of Zhang Jing.

Layers of Karmic Fire and the light of Primordial Earth were simply nothing in front of this Mo Light.

Witnessing this scene.

Zhang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, a sense of helplessness surged in his heart.

This was the first time he encountered such a weird and unpredictable thing. All of his tactics in front of it turned out to be worthless, let alone dispelling it, he couldn't even delay it for a moment.

Spiritual awareness began to warn crazily.

However, Zhang Jing could only watch all this happen with wide eyes!

"A method from a higher level, just like when I used the power of the Immortal Slayer Demon Blade to attack the God of Fortune's true spirit in the Spiritual Realm?"

A sudden flash of enlightenment crossed his mind.

Perhaps entering the Spiritual Realm could avoid this attack, but the regrettable thing was that he couldn't enter it again in a short period of time.

"Alas, it's time and fate. It's just a pity for this clone, that Acquired Spiritual Treasure Ruyi, and the countless Demon Heart Cores and strange objects in the Treasury of Misfortune."

He sighed.

He had no choice but to let the Mo Light directly drill into his forehead.

A strange and filthy demonic nature instantly spread in Zhang Jing's body, continuously robbing him of his vitality.

After carefully sensing the changes in his body, Zhang Jing soon revealed a complex expression on his face.

The only good news is:

This clone, derived from the Nine Orifice Stone Embryo, had a very long life and had no fear of life for the time being.

But ultimately, he couldn't escape the fate of falling!

Zhang Jing extended his hands, only to see his skin gradually showing the weathered texture of stone, vaguely tangled with a terrifying sense of decay, much like a chopping board.

Stone... could also decay!

Suddenly.

"So it's just a clone! You boy is quite cautious, but it's useless! Tsk, let me find where your main body is." The God of Fortune's triumphant voice resonated in Zhang Jing's body.

Before long.

Its trace of lingering remnant, along with the horrific filthy demonic nature, directly looked at Zhang Jing's main body located in the Qingxiao Xuanming sky through the connection with the true spirit.

"So, the little thing is here!"

The God of Fortune let out an excited chuckle, and the Mo Light flashed slightly, directly appearing inside Qingjing Hall in Ling Shu Mountain Dojo located in the Qingxiao Xuanming Heaven.

The barrier between the two realms was also dismissed by the other party as if it were nothing.

However.

The action of the other party seemed to have touched some kind of taboo, triggering a terrifying will that was distant, yet high and everlasting like the ancient sky.

In the depths of the Grand Brightness Cave Heaven.

A colossal figure sitting in the depth of the endless void silently opened his eyes. His terrifying eyes, piercing through the ages, immediately crossed the boundless virtual space and landed on the Mo Light in Qingjin Hall.

"Ruins Abyss, the Ninety-third Dispeller? It's decided that we should have a good fight one day."

At the same time.

In a world of roaring flames in some outer domain.

An awe-inspiring entity entwined with immeasurable Karmic Fire lying deep in the space-time slowly awakened, staring directly at Qingxiao Xuanming Heaven with interest.

In the ancestral land of Yuhua Mountain Gate.

Within a certain bronze divine palace.

A grand book of golden scriptures, within which infinite worlds were being created and destroyed, suddenly emitted a bright glow.

An incredibly grand and overbearing Dao sound suddenly echoed.

"Just a mere Ninety-third Dispeller, dare to be so presumptuous? Do they really think that our Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate has no one to keep them in check!"