Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Zhang Jing said with a smile.

"My dear nephew, you worry too much. With your uncle here, you won't even get the chance to become a ghost," Wuyin sneered, then added with interest, "However, since we've met, feel free to ask anything you like."

"How did uncle precisely find my location in the vast River of Cosmos?"

"That..."

Wuyin, the Earth Immortal, pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's of no significance for you to know, nephew. It's better not to ask too much."

"Just now, uncle said that I could ask anything I wanted, and now you show this kind of duplicity? Being an Earth Immortal of such standing, wouldn't it be laughable if word got out?"

Zhang Jing provocatively said.

If he was going to die this time, then so be it; he could quickly revive using common experience points.

But he wouldn't die for nothing.

In the vast River of Cosmos, the other party could actually quickly lock onto his location. If he couldn't figure out the specific means, how would he dare to enter the Secret Realm of the Cosmos, full of treasures, ever again?

However, Wuyin's following words shattered any slim hope that Zhang Jing might have harbored.

"Ha ha, nephew, there's no need to show such trivial cunning in front of your uncle. I've lived for an immeasurable amount of time, and there's no trick I haven't seen. Moreover, just now, I only asked you to speak freely. I never agreed that I would definitely answer your questions."

"As for being laughed at, when I become a Heavenly True Monarch, let's see who dares to laugh?"

Wuyin, the True Immortal, said proudly, his tone tinged with eagerness.

Zhang Jing's conversation with Wuyin was overheard by everyone. It was clear enough for anyone to catch.

As the sound of their conversation continued.

For a moment, including Lei Hong, the people who had figured out the identities of the two men stared with their eyes widened in disbelief.

The First Hammer felt his breathing nearly stop, his heart pounding violently without cease.

The world had gone mad!

The Qingyun he was traveling with, no, it should be said Zhang Jing, was actually the Dominator of Qingxiao, a True Teaching within the limitless Taiyi Sect!

That was a doctrinal legacy for the Human Race no less distinguished than their own Emperarin's Way. Naturally, the status of its True Teachings was immensely high.

And this old man, he was an Earth Immortal.

To understand what an Earth Immortal was one had to realize that even within the great Yan Province, such a being was a dominant figure.

The families behind them, even the Ji Family, which boasted a thin bloodline of the Imperial Family, what were they in front of an Earth Immortal?

They could be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Afterwards.

Paying no heed to his shock, the First Hammer realized something, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

"An Earth Immortal from the Taiyi Sect wants to erase a True Teaching, how am I, of all people, caught up in such a world-shattering event?"

His mind was completely enveloped by a tremendous sense of despair.

The Earth Immortal was even talking without hiding anything from them, his intention plainly obvious.

Not far away.

Chang Zizai and Ji Xiaoyun exchanged glances, their shock mingled with an unstoppable trace of bitterness in their eyes.

The Qingyun is actually a True Teaching of the Sect?

Recalling their attitudes beforehand, they wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

Especially Ji Xiaoyun.

As a branch of the Imperial Family, although her family had declined, she naturally understood what it meant to be a True Teaching of the limitless Taiyi Sect.

Its status was on par with any prince or princess of the Emperarin's Way.

Su Lingling, following behind them, didn't think much at the moment, just gazing at Zhang Jing with a look of worry.

"A True Teaching of the Taiyi Sect, how is it possible?"

Lei Hong slumped to the ground, his eyes blank, his face a ghastly white, as he repeatedly muttered to himself.

If the other party was a True Teaching of the Taiyi Sect, what had he been doing all along the way? And those moments he had been proud of, in the eyes of that person, wasn't he merely a clown?

Shame, anger, resentment... a multitude of emotions clogged his heart, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Finally,

Puh!

Lei Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and his body collapsed heavily to the ground.

On the other side.

Zhang Jing's calm gaze swept over Lei Hong on the ground, but he felt no ripple in his heart.

"Since that's the case, I have nothing more to say, uncle. Please enlighten me," he said indifferently.

The Biqing Immortal Sword behind him let out a series of trembles.

Though he knew he was far from this person's match, Zhang Jing had no intention of simply waiting for slaughter.

"Hmm?"

Surprise flickered across the face of the Wuyin Elder.

How could this nephew of his be so unyieldingly fierce?

There wasn't even a half-plea for mercy from his mouth, something the elder had anticipated; although even if the other had begged for mercy, he wouldn't have stayed his hand, but still, it was a little less satisfying.

"Alas, so be it."

"The sooner I send my nephew on his way, the sooner I can be at peace."

The Wuyin Elder sighed softly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Vast immortal power began to rise, recklessly churning the surrounding Tao, generating waves of corrosive grey mist that eroded everything.

Clang!

The Biqing Immortal Sword was unsheathed.

Zhang Jing stepped forward, behind him a vast azure world's phantom emerged, flickering with the faint green edge of the immortal sword before him, and then he brazenly struck down.

An imperceptibly thin ray of sword radiance appeared in mid-air, immediately spreading ceaselessly to both sides, engulfing the surrounding air with a desolate killing intent.

Under this sword radiance, the world seemed to be split in two, with the pure qi rising and the turbid qi sinking, making heaven and earth clear and bright.

"What a formidable Great Divine Power of swordsmanship!"

As the extraordinary scene unfolded before his eyes, the Wuyin Elder couldn't help but reveal a look of amazement.

To separate purity from impurity with one sword—what a terrifying Sword Intent and Tao Principle, it's as if he was in the moment when the heavens and earth were first divided.

If this nephew were not in the Golden Core Realm at this moment...

The Wuyin Elder shuddered involuntarily, and his eyes began to brew a heavy murderous intent.

He must not be allowed to live!

Otherwise, even if he himself achieved the status of Heavenly Immortal in the future, he would surely perish under this man's sword.

In the midst of these thoughts.

Sword light and grey mist collided once more, whereupon a myriad of immortal glows burst forth, with ferocious and surging power erupting instantaneously, swallowing everything around it.

Lei Hong, who was closest to the clashing pair, didn't even have time to scream before being torn asunder.

"Retreat quickly!"

Seeing this, the First Hammer behind shouted in terror, and immediately fled desperately backward.

As they left, he didn't forget to grab Su Lingling and the other two.

They were facing a clash at the level of Combining Dao; if they were touched even slightly by the aftershocks, they might very well be obliterated.

Before long.

The four looked back with unsettled souls at the flattened stone village ahead of them.

"Wait, if I didn't mishear just now, did that Earth Immortal presence mention that Senior Brother Zhang Jing... is currently in the Golden Core Realm?"

Chang Zizai muttered to himself.

In the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, the Wuyin Earth Immortal was leisurely waiting in place.

In front of him.

Wisps of cloud gathered slowly from all directions, eventually condensing into the figure of a man in a green robe.

Their presence was like a candle in the wind, extremely feeble.

The Wuyin Elder looked at Zhang Jing with an expressionless face, and in his hand appeared a small black whip about a foot long.

Just as he was about to wield the Drive Whip, the space around them fluctuated, and immediately after, a large spotted hand gently pressed down on it.

"Wuyin Daoist friend, hold your hand for a moment,"

With the raspy voice echoing, the figure of Dong Ming Earth Immortal emerged from the void.

His gaze swept over Zhang Jing, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief inside.

The man was still alive, and his urgent pursuit had not been in vain.

"Dong Ming Daoist friend, what brings you here?" the Wuyin Earth Immortal abruptly turned his head, looking at the figure beside him with surprise in his eyes, and inquired in bewilderment, "Aren't you and the White Bone Daoist friend dealing with this kid's Dao venue, could it be that you've succeeded so quickly?"

"Yes, things went very smoothly there, so I hurried over to help you," replied Dong Ming Earth Immortal without hesitation.

"I see, so why isn't White Bone Daoist friend here?"

The Wuyin Elder nodded, understandingly, and then asked another question without thinking.

"White Bone Daoist friend?"

Upon hearing this, Dong Ming Earth Immortal's face showed a strange smile, and his voice suddenly turned sinister.

"You might as well find him yourself."

"Find him myself? What do you mean?"

The Wuyin Elder's smile froze, and his expression soon became dominated by intense fear.

In his vision, a sword bursting with an overwhelming intent to annihilate crossed the flash of lightning and was already perilously close to his brow.