Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Zhang Jing slowly straightened up, his face adorned with a gentle smile.

What?! The Immortal Binding Chain is owned by this little fellow whose cultivation is only at the Golden Core Realm?

As soon as these words were spoken,

the expressions on the faces of the burly man, including Li Zi and the other members of the Li Family, instantly revealed utter disbelief.

Only then did they realize that the aura of mana emanating from the other person was almost identical to the aura that had come from the Immortal Treasure before.

But how could this be?

The crowd had originally thought that the owner of such a powerful Immortal Treasure must be a Harmonized Dao True Immortal, or at the very least, a great cultivator of the Dharma Phase Realm. But now, they found that its owner was merely a minor cultivator at the Golden Core Realm?

It was only an instant.

The burly man's thoughts whirled a thousand times over, and his expression changed repeatedly.

Gradually,

the gravity in his gaze began to fade, replaced by a strange smile.

"My friend, you can eat haphazardly, but words should not be spoken without care. Do you know where this is? This is the ancestral land of the Li Family in the Beast Territory! Better to leave quickly, we've seen nothing of this Immortal Binding Chain you speak of," the burly man advised, appearing to be well-intentioned.

"Exactly, a broken trinket used by a minor at the Golden Core Realm, why would our esteemed Li Family be interested? Better to leave at once. If you continue making trouble without reason, do not blame our Divine Skills for being merciless," followed up Li Zi, his eyes flashing with inexplicable jealousy.

Both at the Golden Core Realm, yet when he, the proud young master of the Li Family, only had a common high-grade artifact in hand, this person already possessed an Immortal Treasure... What immense luck!

"The renowned Li Family of the Beast Territory would stoop to such shamelessness?" Zhang Jing said calmly.

"What do you mean by that, young friend? You refuse to take the hint. Are you determined to trouble my Li Family?" the burly man said, his tone turning cold, a chilling intent beginning to flicker in his eyes.

"If the Immortal Binding Chain is returned, I will naturally leave," said Zhang Jing, still unbothered and smiling.

"This is your last chance to leave."

"Where is the Immortal Binding Chain?"

"Very good! A mere Golden Core, who gave you the audacity to shit on the Li Family's head? Fine, today I will take it upon myself to discipline you for the sake of your elders," the burly man said with a laugh of extreme anger, speaking ominously.

Seeing that the man was so resolute in his attitude, he knew that there was no way he could let the other party leave today.

In the blink of an eye,

a dreadful surge of mana unique to the Dharma Phase Realm violently burst forth from inside the burly man.

With a flick of his sleeve, a black light flew out in an instant, transforming into a Black Iron Primordial Spike in mid-air, its body flashing with black light, looking incredibly menacing.

The small spike spun once in mid-air, then suddenly gathered a vast momentum and smashed directly towards Zhang Jing.

From the moment of speaking to the moment the spike descended, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Boom—

Even before the iron spike drew near, the terrifying pressure, almost palpable, was already there, accompanied by groans of overwhelming strain from all directions.

Centered around Zhang Jing, the ground within half a mile radius suddenly collapsed dozens of feet.

Inside the pit,

Zhang Jing moved his neck slightly, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

"This fellow is a great cultivator at the Dharma Phase Realm after all, how could he be so lacking in the virtues of a cultivator? Just a moment ago he was still talking, and in the next moment, he launched a sneak attack. The swiftness of his face change is unprecedented. Such a dark heart, no wonder he could secure the position of Clan Leader, I've certainly learned something today," he thought.

As he contemplated,

he couldn't help but look up to see the increasing size of the Black Iron Primordial Spike reflected in his pitch-black pupils.

Zhang Jing quietly grasped the Azure sword strapped to his back with one hand.

In his ears, the endless sound of sword cries echoed, filled with an excitement that couldn't be concealed.

"Having existed for so long, it's time to be unsheathed," Zhang Jing murmured to himself.

At that moment,

the eyes of the Li Family members swept over the exaggerated pit on the ground, each sporting a knowing smile, with some already turning back.

As they walked, they spoke and laughed, "Really blinded by greed, valuing treasures over life."

"Indeed, the Clan Leader and the great Dharma Phase Realm cultivators of the clan already gave ample respect with their kind words of advice. Alas! He chooses his own death."

"Enough, there's no use thinking about it anymore, let's go back and continue with the feast. Today, the clan has even taken out the Immortal wines that have been stored for a long time, missing out on even a single cup would be a sin—"

Before they could finish, their words were interrupted by a sky-piercing, earth-shattering sound of sword cries.

The ones who were speaking instinctively looked back.

The moment they saw clearly, their eyes narrowed, and their faces immediately revealed expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

With their eyes,

a stream of Azure sword light rose into the sky, ripping the heavy clouds in half and leaving a terrifying cut in Tianqiong.

The terribly sharp Sword Intent swept across, and wherever their gaze reached, whether it was fake mountains or rocks, the surfaces all showed traces of fine sword cuts.

Ding!

Accompanied by the sharp sound of metal clashing against metal, a streak of pitch-black radiance flew out from the pit, vanishing in a flash in mid-air.

"The Clan Leader's Black Iron Primordial Spike!"

A few of them came to their senses, eyes glued to the iron spike embedded in the ground before them, faces as white as ghosts, a wet patch spreading in their crotches.

No other reason.

One of them was missing.

And beneath that black iron spike was a pile of flesh and bone shards, still warm and mottled with red and white.

On the other side.

Upon seeing that streak of azure sword light, The Li Family members all shuddered simultaneously. The cultivators in the Dharma Phase Realm, in particular, exchanged glances and then, without any hesitation, began to stir up their mana.

In an instant.

As if they had rehearsed it a thousand times over.

A succession of spells, a multitude of magical treasures turned into streams of light, intertwined and merged, their energies connecting to form a flood that rushed straight toward the huge pit not far away.

"Last time we were able to deal with even an Immortal Treasure, this time it should work too, right?"

The Li Family members thought apprehensively.

At the same time.

"Oh, trying the same trick again?"

Zhang Jing had just poked half his body out of the pit when he saw the roaring flood of spells and magical treasures converging.

A barely perceptible smile played at the corner of his eye.

With a thought.

Behind Zhang Jing, a seemingly real yet illusory azure world materialized, within which enormous Dao stelae, along with a majestic and vast Chaotic Origin Immortal Nucleus and Void Furnace, could be indistinctly seen.

As the master of Qingyun Realm, he was naturally able to harness the power of the Qingyun Realm.

Zhang Jing's gaze became sharp.

The overwhelming power of the world converged within his body, then flowed continuously into the Immortal Sword that was his personal magical weapon.

Hum hum!

Endless azure light surged out, solidifying behind him into a tangible Biqing Immortal Sword, its light crisscrossing and slicing through the void.

Zhang Jing wielded his sword gently.

The Immortal Sword behind him followed his motion, slowly being swung.

A dazzling sword light appeared in everyone's field of view, suddenly overshadowing all brilliance, tinting the heavens and the earth in shades of azure.

Innate Divine Ability — Primordial Qingxiao Dao Sword!

All other sounds vanished.

The flood, far from accomplishing what The Li Family had hoped for, was cleaved in two by the Primordial Qingxiao Dao Sword driven by the power of the world.

Where the sword light passed, spells were extinguished and magical treasures shattered.

Staring blankly at the unstoppable sword light, an indescribable fear and despair climbed onto the faces of all present in an instant.

No one knew how long had passed.

"Haha, I'm not dead yet!" Li Zi's trembling hands excitedly groped his own face.

But at that moment.

"May I have my Immortal Binding Chain back now?" a calm voice rang out, causing Li Zi's body to freeze abruptly.

He looked up.

The smiling, youthful face came into view.

The smile was as warm as spring, yet to Li Zi and the surrounding Li Family members, it seemed like an abyss that devoured life, sending chills through their hearts.

Aside.

The burly man took a deep breath and then mustered the courage to speak respectfully, "Esteemed sir, please wait a moment, I will retrieve your Immortal Binding Chain right away."

As he spoke.

His eyes uncontrollably drifted towards the Biqing Immortal Sword in Zhang Jing's hand, thinking:

"What rank is this sword, and its might... it's too terrifying. And this person's cultivation level, it's definitely not the Golden Core Realm! Who... what is his origin?!"

"Hmm? Since I'm here, won't you invite me inside to sit?"

Zhang Jing's voice, mild once more, made everyone shudder.

"Of course, of course, please come in and rest for a moment, sir!"

The burly man suppressed the sudden surge of immense unease in his heart and answered without thinking.

After speaking, he carefully began leading the way.

At this moment, he, or rather, the entire Li Family, had no choice.

"Since the Clan Leader is so kind as to invite me, then I must accept your gracious hospitality."

Zhang Jing said cheerfully.