Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Zhang Jing held the Treasury of Misfortune, and slowly stepped out of the grand entrance of the secret hall of the Demon Suppressing Department.

Within his sight.

The man from before was still kneeling in front of King Li Xing's coffin, without even slightly shifting his position.

Involuntarily, his eyes flickered, and several images flashed before his mind's eye.

The vast mountain range, the Demon Suppressing Tower, the Demon Suppressing Department...

"This should be the third time. Given his deeds, he seems to be a rare soul of purity within the Nether Night Realm, and it seems that he and I share some fate."

A thought emerged in his mind.

Zhang Jing clasped a Dharma seal with a single hand, strands of mysterious, boundless Dao essence quietly diffused in the air.

Immediately after, a strange river reflection emerged from the void. It coiled and winded in mid-air, its light flickered on and off uncertainly, vaguely connecting to a powerful existence beyond perception.

Time passed slowly.

"Hmm, how interesting. This world's sequence of events is actually related to me."

"It appears that I've been tainted by causality after all... Does this have anything to do with the curse that the God of Fortune suffered right before he fell?" In Zhang Jing's intriguing expression, a faint hint of a smile could barely be discerned.

The River of Destiny's reflection continued to flow.

He vaguely perceived a hint of danger in this realm that was connected to himself.

However, life is unpredictable, fortune and misfortune are mutually dependent. Danger could also give birth to opportunities. The final outcome depends on who has the better strategy.

With this thought.

Zhang Jing closed his eyes. His mind was awash with surging waves, as though calculating something.

After what seemed like a long time.

"I believe we've met more than once, haven't we?" With his gaze lightly falling on the man still kneeling on the ground, Zhang Jing spoke gently, inducing a feeling like a breath of fresh spring air.

After his words fell.

The man on the ground, who was trying his utmost to shrink his presence, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

"Your Excellency, this is the third time I have had the honor of seeing your noble countenance." He took a cautious look at Zhang Jing in front of him, answering with trembling lips.

He spoke without any intention of concealing or flattering.

The man, now certain.

The cause of all the monarchs' fall, as mentioned by the previous imperial monarch, came from this person before him.

He fully understood that in front of such an entity, his petty schemes would be nothing but an annoyance to the other party.

"What does he want with me? According to the norms, I, a mere prince, would not even catch his eye."

The man contemplated earnestly.

"Without the devils to feed on, how should you cultivators sustain yourselves?"

An emotionless voice slowly entered his ears.

The man was taken aback upon hearing these words.

That's right! Without the devils to feed on, how would we continue our cultivation? Are we to just watch our cultivation level decrease bit by bit until we 'starve' to death?

Especially for cultivators at the prince level like him, the sustenance needed for cultivation was immense.

In the midst of his thinking, a terrifying word popped into his mind.

Eat!

Yes, cultivators were indeed 'eating' devils to cultivate.

But what happens when the devils disappear?

That detestable but unavoidable method that was originally used to speed up cultivation had now become the only means to survive.

Chills ran down his spine at this sudden realisation.

In his dazed state, he seemed to see a terrifying and chaotic world slowly arriving. No, it should be said that it had already arrived.

The very next moment.

As if realising something, the man suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with hope.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The rigid stone bricks adorned with layered Dao patterns, which were a good half a foot thick, were shattered. The ground was quickly dyed with a vivid red of his blood.

"I beg for your guidance, Your Excellency. I am willing to brave any dangers."

On the other side.

Witnessing this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. He then said:

"The path that the Nether Night Realm has taken in its cultivation was deliberately distorted by the God of Fortune, and has fallen into the devil's way. I hereby teach you the Huangshi Qi Refinement Method. This method inhales the essence of heaven and earth and the spirit of earth veins, and is primarily serene. If you could cultivate this with dedication and nurture your nature with a clear mind, your longevity wouldn't be far off."

"After obtaining the dharma door, you must impart it to all living beings. Only then can it hope to reverse the chaotic situation of devils in the Nether Night Realm."

As he spoke.

Zhang Jing pointed with one hand, and a brilliant yellow immortal light flashed out, which immediately entered directly into the brow of the King of Cold Water.

Boom——

Imagination, Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment...

A vast amount of legacy information exploded in the King of Cold Water's mind like a bursting dam, rendering his consciousness completely blank.

Not long after.

All the legacy information finally solidified into a colossal Nine Orifices Stone Man in the depths of the King of Cold Water's consciousness, emitting profound meanings of earth supporting and containing everything, it was indeed a boundless divine power.

His vision returned to clarity.

However, the King of Cold Water found that there was nobody in front of him at this moment.

"God of Fortune, twists the path of cultivation, and our Nether Night Realm... Could it be that this existence is not from the Nether Night Realm. He came here to set things right? I suppose the existence called 'Zhu Ming' must be the same."

Feeling the vast legacy in his mind, called 'Yellow stone Qi Refinement Method', he guessed silently, his eyes becoming brighter.

If it really is so.

Why are this man and Zhu Ming so powerful beyond reason? And why did their world undergo drastic changes shortly after their appearance?

Everything could be explained then.

As for him taking the Treasury of Misfortune, it must be to completely eradicate the remains of the devil's path!

And why did he kill all the Monarch Level?

Presumably, the Monarch Level have fallen too deep into the devil's path and are beyond saving. So, for the greater good, this existence had to take drastic measures.

"Parents love their child, giving them long-term plans! How fortunate we are, the Human Clan of Nether Night Realm."

After a long sigh.

The King of Cold Water bowed his head to the ground again. When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Rest assured, I will not let you down. I will spread the Yellow Stone Qi Refinement Method and rectify the devil's evil."

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Inside the mountain from which they came.

As Qu Junhou placed the Origin Crystal obtained by Zhang Jing into the central eye of the array, the originally dim Teleportation Array suddenly burst into bright immortal light.

"Senior Brother, it's time for us to leave. What are you looking at?"

Qu Junhou walked to Zhang Jing's side, looked in the direction of his gaze, but found nothing, thus asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's leave then."

Zhang Jing gave a light smile and didn't say much, turning directly to walk into the teleportation array.

Seeing this.

Qu Junhou only considered Zhang Jing as feeling nostalgic due to his impending departure from the Nether Night Realm, so he didn't ask anymore.

"Senior Brother Zhang Jing is a nostalgic man."

He smiled noncommittally, then hurriedly followed Zhang Jing into the teleportation array.

Anyway, for the Nether Night Realm that almost prevented him from returning, Qu Junhou had no regrets, he even wished to leave sooner.

Of course, part of it was due to the curse power on his body.

Buzz!

The grand teleportation array trembled slightly, the void's aura became intense in an instant.

Inside the array, Zhang Jing and Qu Junhou, wrapped tightly in colorful immortal light, began to disappear slowly.

However, just before leaving.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but look outside one more time, his eyes filled with a profound light.

"The Yellow Stone Qi Refinement Method, patched together from many basic cultivation methods of the Tao Sect, although it can only be cultivated to the Dharma Phase Realm, but for the Human Clan of Nether Night Realm, it is enough."

"After all, the extreme deficiency of this world, no matter how hard the human race cultivate, the highest they can reach is the Dharma Phase Realm. And the Dharma Phase Realm, no matter how much time is invested, could never create a conception method stronger than my natural-born Nine Orifices Stone Embryo."

"In a word, as long as they cultivate, they need to conceive of my avatar!"

A gleam suddenly burst out in Zhang Jing's eyes.

"Faith is also a form of thoughts power! I just don't know if it can be received across the realms, if not, then I can always reap it periodically."

"Perhaps this is the correct usage of the Mind's Golden Sunshine."