Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Boom boom—

Behind Zhang Jing, a deep azure world projection spanning twenty thousand miles in the radius slowly emerged as if it could descend into reality at any moment. The void continually vibrated, releasing an indescribable oppressive aura.

With a single wave of his hand, a misty grey force of the world spread out.

In an instant, all fluctuations of aura were sealed within the cave, not a strand escaping.

Seeing this, Zhang Jing let out a small sigh of relief.

"Twenty thousand miles... it seems that the main body has been quite active lately; he must have gained something at the True Immortal Trade Fair. I need to accelerate my progress here as well and not waste time idly in the River of Cosmos Secret Realm."

"Let the refining begin."

He thought to himself.

Even with his confidence, the moment he actually set to work, an inexplicable tension surged in Zhang Jing's heart.

"Five-Color Cloud Flag."

He murmured to himself, unable to help but recall various pieces of information about this magical treasure.

This was something he had come across unintentionally while his main body, through a True Teaching's identity, frantically sifted through all kinds of information in the Tao Sect Secret Realm.

It was one of the many imitation immortal treasures derived by a Daoist Monarch within the Tao Sect, based on a congenital spiritual treasure known as the 'Turbid Five-Color Cloud Realm Flag.'

Of course, only a portion of the ways and principles of the Turbid Five-Color Cloud Realm Flag were referenced. Otherwise, the Five-Color Cloud Flag wouldn't be something that cultivators below the level of a Heavenly True Monarch could refine.

"Legend has it that in that great battle, the Turbid Five-Color Cloud Realm Flag was in the hands of an immortal Golden Immortal Taoist Monarch of the Taiyi Unlimited Tao Sect. It shook ancient stars from the sky, nearly causing the world to turn turbid and revert to chaos."

A hint of longing shone in Zhang Jing's eyes.

He found it incredibly difficult to imagine what a terrifying sight that must have been.

His thoughts gradually returned to the present.

Zhang Jing glanced at the three-eared bronze immortal furnace standing silently in front of him, and his heart stirred. In the central region of the Qingyun world projection, the winds and clouds transformed abruptly as a furnace, half real and half illusion, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, slowly appeared.

Within the immortal furnace, faint strands of bright yellow divine fire could be seen, like dragons, sometimes playful, sometimes roaring, and sometimes soaring and meandering, filled with the vibrancy and life force of creation.

This was the Daoist Creation Furnace, embodying the principle of creation – an artifact and a technique in one, renowned as a Great Divine Power of treasure refining and Alchemy within the Tao Sect.

Especially after Zhang Jing elevated it to an Immortal Seed, it became even more wondrously powerful.

Now was the time to demonstrate this Great Divine Power.

Under Zhang Jing's control, the Qingyun world projection swiftly enveloped the bronze immortal furnace. Then, as if responding to something, the Daoist Creation Furnace transformed into a streak of light, instantly merging with the bronze immortal furnace.

Hum!

Accompanied by a low rumbling hum.

Dao Patterns of creation began to emerge on the surface of the bronze immortal furnace, and a wisp of bright yellow divine fire ignited within.

"The refinement of the Five-Color Cloud Flag requires the silk of the Clear Spirit Celestial Silkworm, but I can condense innate Qingxiao Cloud Qi into threads, replacing the Clear Spirit Celestial Silkworm silk, and the effect should be even better."

Zhang Jing pondered silently.

This plan had already been verified repeatedly.

After all, whether it was durability or the Clear Spirit mechanism contained within, the Clear Spirit Celestial Silkworm silk was far inferior to his own innate Qingxiao Cloud threads.

With that thought.

Zhang Jing no longer hesitated. The power of the world from the Qingyun realm filled his body rapidly. Strand by strand, innate Qingxiao Cloud Qi was pulled from the void by him, slowly condensing into green threads.

Sharp auras of Clear Spirit burst out in all directions but were immediately sealed by the dense world power that filled the air.

Time passed without knowing how long.

Zhang Jing's calm gaze shifted from the innate Qingxiao Cloud threads inside the Daoist Creation Furnace.

"It's about time."

He took a deep breath, the Five Elements innate divine items suddenly vanished from his storage space, and in the next moment, they appeared inside the Daoist Creation Furnace.

The bright yellow divine fire quickly wrapped around them.

Dazzling treasure light began to boil, forming mysterious dao patterns; strands of innate Qingxiao Cloud threads pierced through the void, entering the divine fire transformed by the innate divine items like moths to a flame.

Following that.

Zhang Jing also added a piece of prepared divine metal into the furnace.

At the same time.

As if stimulated by the innate Qingxiao Cloud Qi, an extremely dark and deep aura suddenly surged from the depths of the bronze immortal furnace.

And then, not long after, specks of fog light emerged.

As soon as the fog light appeared, it rushed into the still-unformed artifact like a flock of birds returning to the nest, vying with each other to get inside first.

"What the hell is that?"

Zhang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly.

This thing didn't seem to be part of his plan, and he didn't even know what this fog light actually was.

For a moment, Zhang Jing felt a sense of losing control.

But at this point, there was no way for him to halt the artifact-creating process, otherwise all the material in the furnace would be wasted.

Other materials might be replaceable, but Nine Space Weak Water, a superior predestined divine substance, was something one could only hope to come by chance.

A good while later.

Zhang Jing sighed helplessly and could only grit his teeth and continue crafting the Five-Color Cloud Flag.

Days passed.

Every moment, a great deal of world energy surged into the Dao Birth Furnace.

Within the Qingyun realm, the metamorphosed Chaotic Origin Immortal Nucleus and the Void Furnace came into manifestation, furiously melting the void and supplying the Qingyun realm with a continuous stream of nourishment.

One day!

Two days!

Ten days!

...

One month!

Two months!

...

Inside the Dao Birth Furnace.

A small flag infused with five-colored divine light gradually took shape, floating gently within the brilliant yellow divine flames. Strands of five-colored pure and spiritual cloud qi ascended, seemingly striving to break free from all restraints, emitting an aura far more formidable than that of a top-grade immortal treasure.

And as time progressed,

The aura kept rapidly intensifying, pushing toward some mysterious boundary.

However, all of this was enveloped by the projection of the Qingyun realm, unnoticed by the outside world.

...

...

Not far away, within a cave dwelling.

"It has been three months already, what exactly is Li Dao doing? If we keep delaying like this, Zhang Jing will probably be found by someone else."

Zhu Hongxia couldn't help complaining, a hint of urgency on her face.

No wonder she felt this way.

Indeed, now within Diandao Mountain, countless Unity Realm Stage beings had arrived. And to her knowledge, most of these Unity Realm beings had come in search of the Opening God Seal.

Every day's delay could mean a missed opportunity.

Not to mention three months.

At this thought,

A sense of immediacy spontaneously arose in Zhu Hongxia's heart. She immediately turned to Zhu Dayou and urged, "Brother, why don't you go fetch Li Dao? We can't wait any longer."

Upon hearing this,

Zhu Dayou, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened them, revealing a profound smile on his face.

He didn't speak but simply stood up and set up a soundproof barrier in the room.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhu Hongxia asked with confusion.

"Little sister, there's no need to worry," Zhu Dayou said as he sat down, explaining with confidence, "I think I've found the whereabouts of that Zhang Jing."

"What?!"

Zhu Hongxia's eyes widened unconsciously.