Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Taiyuan Golden Three-turn Immortal Pill, Calming Pill, Jiuyao Pure Yang Pill.

Supreme Immortal Treasure Ding Fire Fan, Supreme Immortal Treasure Qingming Baisheng Pouch, Superior Immortal Treasure Beisaner Fire Crow Pot...

Original Essence Crystal.

Cloud Dragon Wood, million-year Golden Vein Fairy Bamboo...

High-grade innate divine substance Green Emperor Lifecreation True Water!

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After meticulously itemizing the treasures left by Bai Gusou, even Zhang Jing, who prided himself on his extensive knowledge, couldn't help but momentarily stiffen in awe.

"Seventeen lower and middle-grade innate divine substances, and one high-grade innate divine substance. In addition to that, there are various Immortal Pills, Immortal Treasures and high-tier heavenly materials, the total value of which is incalculable."

"Is this the fortune of an Earth Immortal? Truly terrifying beyond compare."

Zhang Jing marveled inwardly.

If he didn't count that flawed Heavenly Immortal Fruit he got from the God of Fortune, the spoils from killing Bai Gusou might well rival those obtained from the Nether Night Realm incident.

After all, he almost completely plundered the entire Nether Night Realm.

"Ah, and then there's Master Wuyin; if I could also take him down..."

An audacious thought suddenly struck Zhang Jing's mind.

However, he soon laughed and shook his head dismissively, immediately dispelling such unrealistic fantasizing.

Just as Earth Immortal Dong Ming said.

If it were in the outside world, without the restraint of the Yin and Yang Micron Dust Array, the terror of an Earth Immortal is simply beyond his imagination.

After all, an Earth Immortal is just one step away from reaching the status of Heavenly True Monarch.

He feared that even a Harmonized Dao True Immortal would seem as feeble as a newborn child in front of these Earth Immortals.

"Perhaps powerhouses like Senior Brother Feng Wuyu, who rank at the forefront among the True Teachings, might be able to confront these Earth Immortals head-on."

Zhang Jing mused.

If his memory served him correctly, Senior Brother Feng Wuyu was on the verge of stepping into the third transformation of Combining Dao, with his soul morphing into Pure Yang.

His thoughts returned to the present.

Zhang Jing's mind swept across his rapidly nurturing Sun Realm, then shifted his gaze directly towards the Jade Talisman.

[Universal: 341 billion]

Looking at the mere remnant of just over three hundred billion universal experience points, he could not help but be slightly startled, sinking into deep thought.

Even counting the few original essence crystals he had just obtained from Bai Gusou, the total would barely reach around five hundred billion universal experience points.

These would barely suffice to nurture seven or eight Original Realms, and that's provided there were enough high-grade innate divine substances.

Moreover, Zhang Jing was sure to reserve some for unexpected needs.

"To nurture all Thirty-Six Essential Heavenly Realms, the gap in universal experience is simply terrifying. Well, let's take one step at a time," he remarked with a sigh, feeling his scalp tingle at the thought.

To this very day, the path to proving the Dao of Taiyi has consumed resources far beyond his imagination.

Furthermore, relying on the Jade Talisman to continuously accelerate his cultivation progress had caused the resource demand to increase exponentially.

But... Zhang Jing had no other choice.

The entities, or rather, powers, behind the attempted assassination by the Earth Immortal, were undoubtedly eyeing him covetously, and he might face even more intense reactions in the near future.

Even if he could temporarily evade them with the protection of the Tao Sect, his teacher, and his fellow disciples, he could not hide forever.

In this vast world of Immortal Way, full of incredible powers and beings, the only thing he could truly rely on was his own strength!

Besides, Zhang Jing had already condensed the Dharma Phase of the Taiyi Emperor in the Supreme Heaven, making it nigh impossible to turn back.

Of course, he was unwilling to give up just like that.

Every matter has its pros and cons; the path of Taiyi consumes a horrifying amount of resources, but correspondingly, it offers a nearly infinite and promising prospect.

Otherwise, how could he as a Golden Core Realm cultivator have reversed the situation against a Dharma Phase or even a Combining Dao level foe? While he certainly took advantage of a postnatal spiritual treasure, his own solid foundation was obviously more crucial.

After all, how could any ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivator operate a postnatal spiritual treasure? They would struggle even with an Immortal Treasure.

The next moment.

As if sensing something, a sudden look of joy appeared across Zhang Jing's face.

"Hmm, there's movement in the Mud Pill Palace; could it be that the Jade Talisman is about to complete its metamorphosis?"

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Meanwhile.

After a long journey.

Immortal Qingyun walked slowly into a sprawling Immortal City stretching tens of thousands of miles.

The noise around him was incessant.

"What a magnificent city, like nothing I've ever heard of, and within it..."

Zhang Jing glanced lightly around.

The place was bustling with figures, tall and short, buff and slender, ferocious and ethereal, bizarre and wonderful in every imaginable way.

Human Race, Immortal Spirits, demons...

The multitude of species he could see in a single glance numbered in the hundreds.

Yet, the most abundant among them were those like himself, or rather, like his true form, from the Human Race.

"It seems the Secret Realm of the Extreme River of Time is not exclusive to the Human Race; among the All Heavens Beasts faction, there is also an entrance."

Zhang Jing thought to himself, utterly amazed.

And among the crowd, there were many who wore the same expression as him.

Even if they attempted to conceal it, traces of Golden Core mana fluctuations uncontrollably seeped from their beings.

The crowd gradually pressed inward.

"You stupid ox, do you want to die?"

Suddenly, an angry shout erupted, silencing the initially boisterous crowd.

Hearing the voice, everyone, including Zhang Jing, instinctively looked in its direction.

In view.

A three-foot-tall little person, with a huge hoof print on his forehead, was glaring with fiery eyes at a beefy, nearly ten-foot-tall bovine being in front of him.

Both were at the Golden Core Realm, but the aura exuding from the little person far surpassed that of the bovine being by several folds.