Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"What is that—"

Inside the Qingjing Palace.

The God of Fortune, manipulating the bizarre demonic light, stayed rigid in mid-air as if splashed with a bucket of ice water, not daring to move.

And the distortion and madness on his face are gradually fading away, becoming lucid instead.

At this moment, leveraging the supreme nature existing behind the current demon light possessed, the God of Fortune can glimpse terrifying trajectories of Dao at an infinitely high level.

This includes the existence of causality.

In his gaze.

Zhang Jing, sitting on the meditation cushion, is entwined with several immensely thick threads of causality.

Subconsciously, he followed these lines of causality.

The next moment, he met a magnificent gaze that descended from infinite heights.

Upon contact.

A picture naturally emerged before the God of Fortune — countless deities step out from a giant sleeping within the chaotic sun, roaming the worlds, teaching limitless beings.

Using one to prove tens of thousands, and tens of thousands to witness the immortal Great Dao of all heavens!

In silence.

A strange yet familiar name directly entered the deepest part of the God of Fortune's soul.

As if this heaven and earth were chanting its respects.

"This is the disciple of that Zhang Jing kid, the legendary True Monarch Yuanming? Is this... is this even the existence of the Heavenly Immortal Realm?" A trace of horror suddenly surged on the God of Fortune's face.

This was the first time he'd seen True Monarch Yuanming.

However, at this first sight.

The God of Fortune knew he was wrong, drastically wrong.

In his memory, such a terrifying existence in Heavenly Immortal Realm wasn't just something he'd never seen; it was completely unheard of!

Even if he had been put in the battle that had almost shattered the vast Mysterious Yellow World, he would probably have been a significant figure who could impact the battle's outcome. As for his three brothers, they were merely small squad leaders at the time.

Such a vast gap!

Thinking of this, a sense of confusion flashed in God of Fortune's eyes.

With the existence of this figure, who had almost stepped into the realm of the immortal Daoist Monarch.

Even if everything goes smoothly, can he really possess Zhang Jing smoothly? Or was all that he did in the Nether Night Realm, in the other party's eyes, just a joke?

The only purpose was to serve as a whetstone for Zhang Jing, and at the same time, present some resources to him?

While pondering.

Another gaze that almost collapsed the chaos descended.

The God of Fortune slowly raised his head.

A phantom of a gigantic god in a red robe burning with infinite Karmic Fire made its way into his view.

The instant he saw it, threads of terrifying Karmic Fire that could incinerate the world ignited the God of Fortune's remaining consciousness. However, in the moment the Karmic Fire sprang up, the demonic light enveloping the remnants of consciousness trembled slightly, and the Karmic Fire was quietly extinguished.

"Seven Desire God King! How did he appear, could it be because of — but he's clearly not the Golden Immortal Taoist Monarch of the Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate!"

The God of Fortune exclaimed in horror, yet in his heart, he remembered the means of Zhang Jing's separate body manipulating the Karmic Fire.

Even if it was hard to believe.

But at this moment, the fact was already laid out in front of him, leaving him no room for disbelief.

This Zhang Jing lad.

Actually has the support of the Seven Desire God King standing behind him!

Unlike True Monarch Yuanming, the Seven Desire God King became a Daoist early, and by the time the great war that the God of Fortune had participated in happened, he was already a notorious immortal golden immortal known far and wide.

He was one of the great figures of the Human race at the time.

And that's why.

He has confirmed a cruel fact.

"Hehe, how laughable! I was so proud before, thinking everything was under control."

The God of Fortune gave a wry smile.

He looked straight at Zhang Jing's face with his eyes closed, for a moment he felt like he was looking at a bunch of layered fog. The causal lines on this man, let alone these two —

Does he really know this kid who came from the Nine Domains of the Lower Realms?

While in a trance.

The God of Fortune suddenly saw a biqing treasure sword suddenly appearing from the deepest end of the clear sky, hanging high in the sky as if it were an ancient sun. Infinite worlds were born and extinct within it, breeding boundless apocalyptic threats.

As soon as this treasure sword appeared, it shook off a thread of sword light, then directly left the Mysterious Yellow World without a trace.

The God of Fortune's soul was filled with dread.

He saw the strand of sword light transforming into a three-inch long biqing small sword, making a beeline for him.

No way to heaven, no door to earth!

A sense of ineffable terror instantly gripped the God of Fortune's heart, pulling him into the abyss of despair. At this moment, even the demonic light originating from the great existence in the dark, which had just resisted the Karmic Fire of the Seven Desire God King, couldn't give him the slightest sense of security.

The next moment.

A suppressed painful groan seemed to sound in his heart.

Then, the God of Fortune found his view dropping rapidly, with various Dao trajectories and even lines of causality disappearing bit by bit. Even the terrifying demonic light enveloping consciousness quietly dimmed and shattered.

On the meditation cushion.

Zhang Jing seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

At the same time.

The voice of his master resounded in his heart.

Across from him.

"Well, it should have been extinguished long ago. Fighting and scheming for so long, only to be merely someone else's pawn in the end, what was the point!"

Various memories flashed involuntarily in his mind.

Under Zhang Jing's ambiguous gaze, a sense of relief suddenly surfaced on the face of the God of Fortune's remnant thoughts.

...

...

Nether Night Realm.

"Eh, what happened?"

Zhang Jing, standing silently in the forbidden area of the Northern Plains, had a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly discovered that the weird curse of deprivation of lifespan which had been entwined around his body seemed to have lost its high-ranking nature in an instant, becoming no longer elusive.

Zi Zi!

The blood-colored karmic fire seemed to have found something. Like a starving beast, it lunged over in an instant, fiercely entangling with the demonic light.

Black and red began a fierce collision.

Time quietly slipped by.

The curse on Zhang Jing's body was gradually destroyed by the karmic fire bit by bit. Although the process was extremely slow, it was definitely happening.

The withered stone skin all over his body also began to regain its original white jade-like state.

Ahhh!

The pained wails of the God of Fortune's remnant soul resounded continuously by his ears, getting weaker and weaker.

Could the God of Fortune have run to his main body?

Zhang Jing's gaze condensed.

Wasn't that seeking death? Let alone the fact that his body was connected with causes and effects including his master Yuanming and the Seven Desire Old Master, just the identity of an authentic disciple of the Tao Sect was not something that a godly remnant soul at half-step Heavenly Immortal realm could contemplate.

After all, his name was recorded in the golden book and jade roster of the Tao Sect.

Especially in the Clear Sky Xuanming Heaven.

This reckless act was undoubtedly a slap in the face of the Boundless Tai Yi Taoist Gate.

After all, he's a god of a small world, coupled with early death and limited experience. This God of Fortune is going to suffer now.

Zhang Jing shook his head, a hint of laughter flashing in his eyes.

...

...

After a while.

"So Junior Brother Qu, you have turned a misfortune into a blessing now. Not only did you merge with the remnant soul of that God of Fortune acquiring his enlightenment of the Dao, but also digested a strand of his origin power to transform into an Innate Dao Body. Plus, your cultivation has also stabilized in the Dharma Phase Realm."

Zhang Jing looked at Qu Junhou with amazement, his tone filled with a hint of envy.

He had fought tooth and nail here, and in the end, he only got a half-step Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit, and the Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi that might be an Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

But on the other hand, it's pretty good. He practically ate a meal, and his cultivation was directly promoted to the Dharma Phase Realm.

Not to mention that he also acquired the comprehension of the Dao's Laws from the God of Fortune.

This is a primordial deity who has survived the long years, but is stuck in the half-step Heavenly Immortal Realm due to the shackles of the Nether Night Realm. The preciousness of his comprehension could only be imagined.

"With the support of Taoist Sect resources and the God of Fortune's insights, Qu Junhou will definitely step into the Unity Realm Stage quickly once he returns."

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed slightly, and he thought firmly.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Upon hearing this.

The withered Qu Junhou was immediately grateful and said:

"I must thank Senior Brother for your care! If it were not for your efforts, how could I have survived, let alone have such a surprising harvest. Unspoken gratitude for such a great kindness, in the future, I will spare no efforts to help Senior Brother in any matter."

As he spoke.

His gaze towards Zhang Jing was filled with a hint of awe.

Qu Junhou did not expect at all, a near-death situation, was actually reversed by this senior brother.

That was the God of Fortune! Even if there was nothing left but a remnant soul, he was still a real primordial deity.

Living together day and night for decades.

He was well aware of the horror of the God of Fortune.

But such a formidable old creature, even after activating his Dharma Phase, was slain by his peer senior brother with just Golden Core level cultivation.

This fighting strength has surpassed Qu Junhou's imagination.

"No wonder True Monarch Yuanming of Chiming Taihao Cave Heaven, took him as a direct disciple when Senior Brother Zhang Jing was at the Foundation Establishment Stage."

He sighed again in his heart.

Qu Junhou couldn't help but remember what the God of Fortune used to say confidently, such as he could catch up with Zhang Jing, and calling him a "little guy."

Thinking back now, how ironic! I'm just an ordinary talent who has received the origin of a Primordial Deity and the enlightenment of the Great Dao.

And Senior Brother must be a reincarnated great being. The two of us are not on the same level at all. It'd be a miracle if I could catch up!

Wait a minute!

Isn't my cultivation apparently higher than Senior Brother Zhang Jing's now?

At this thought.

An odd look suddenly flashed across Qu Junhou's face.

Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he looked at Zhang Jing with burning eyes and asked in a rather diffident manner:

"Uh, senior brother, may I bother you to help me remove the curse in my body? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't survive until we return to the Mysterious Yellow World."

He had seen it all before.

Compared to the strange curse power on his body, the one that fell on Senior Brother Zhang Jing's body was definitely much stronger.

But looking at him now, where does he look like he's been tainted by the power of the curse?

What this means is of course self-explanatory.

However, after hearing this.

Zhang Jing's face couldn't help but stiffen up.

Know your own affairs and understand them well. He was able to dispel his body's strange curse because he relied on a large amount of karmic fire to burn it forcibly, and as the master of the karmic fire, he naturally wouldn't be hurt by it.

But Qu Junhou was different.

One misstep, and the blazing karmic fire might not have burned the curse, but it could have melted him directly.

After all, he was just an Earth-type avatar, only capable of activating the Supreme Red Career Immortal Demon Sword. And to control the karmic fire as easily as moving his arm, he would need his main body to come.

After a moment of thought,

"Junior Brother, all I can do for now is try to slow down the curse for you. As for completely removing it, we might need to return to the Ling Shu Mountain Dojo in the Mysterious Yellow World, and have my main body take action personally."

Zhang Jing said with a bitter smile.

"What do you mean by the main body? You mean you're actually an avatar?" Qu Junhou's expression slowly froze, his face full of disbelief.

Meeting his questioning gaze,

Zhang Jing nodded and then laughed and replied,

"Haha, that's right, my main body is in closed-door cultivation, and I'm just an Earth-type split avatar."