Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"Here we go again."

In front of the God-Demon Tower, a sigh reflected in Zhang Jing's eyes.

The crowd filled the entire view.

Compared to the last time, the number of Harmonized Dao beings gathered in front of the God-Demon Tower had increased beyond count, densely packed.

However, the ceaseless clamor that reached his ears seemed to tell Zhang Jing: Ninety-nine percent of these people were just here to enjoy the spectacle. They discussed the strong beings listed at the top of the Devil God Ranking with great enthusiasm, wearing a pleased expression as if sharing in the glory.

"Even as Harmonized Dao True Immortals, they're this... curious and gossipy?"

After grasping the situation,

An involuntary grin of mixed mirth and helplessness spread across Zhang Jing's face.

Perhaps this was the nature of intelligent creatures, unrelated to the strength they possessed.

And these Harmonized Dao True Immortals probably acted coldly in the outside world to maintain their dignity before lesser beings. As for Bliss Fairy Island, everyone was a Harmonized Dao being, so this issue did not arise.

For a moment, the majestic image of True Immortal strong beings that had rooted deeply in Zhang Jing's heart began to collapse.

He even began to wonder: Master Yuanming, and Teacher Seven Desires, in private, could they possibly bear such an image as well?

Wait! What nonsense has he been thinking about all day?

Zhang Jing came back to his senses and immediately took a step forward, directly traversing the void to enter the interior of the God-Demon Tower.

Thanks to the recent surge in his strength, he was surprised to find that he could now barely cross the formidable chasm between the inner part of the God-Demon Tower and the outer void.

It was, albeit, an unexpected pleasure.

It was still that familiar grassland.

Although only seven or eight years had passed, which was but a nap compared to his long life as the master of Qingyun, at this moment, Zhang Jing felt as if he were in a completely different world.

His gaze flicked towards the slowly unfurling Devil God Ranking before him.

There had been significant changes in the rankings, for instance, the Nightmare Corpse and Yingquan King, previously ranked eleventh and twelfth, had fallen to eighteenth and twenty-first, respectively.

"Looks like a good number of strong beings have entered during this time," Zhang Jing sighed inwardly and communicated with the consciousness of the God-Demon Tower: "Begin the challenge!"

Boom! The sky churned with rising winds and billowing clouds.

"To challenge the third level, you must pay a hundred Copper Coins!"

A grand voice rang beside his ear. And maybe it was an illusion, but Zhang Jing thought he detected a tinge of excitement in that voice.

Because of Copper Coins? His expression darkened.

It must be said, when it came to Copper Coins, the God-Demon Tower was indeed uncompromising.

Zhang Jing took a deep breath, reached a hand into the void, and honestly fetched a hundred Copper Coins.

What could he do? The rules were set by others.

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The third level.

An entire horde of a hundred massive and fierce beasts roared in unison, their thundering calls shaking heaven and earth across a territory thousands of miles wide, which, due to their exaggerated speed, seemed incredibly narrow.

The ground broke apart inch by inch, crisscrossed with fissures, presenting a terrifying scene as it seemed on the verge of collapse.

If an ordinary Harmonized Dao True Immortal were to enter, they probably wouldn't last a few breaths before being torn asunder by these mighty beasts.

However, at that moment, there was a figure flickering in and out of visibility amidst the beasts, moving leisurely and comfortably, as if taking a stroll in a peaceful courtyard.

Amidst the intense battlefield, this figure was notably out of place.

It was none other than Zhang Jing!

He was clad in a dark treasure garment, holding a small Five-Color Cloud Flag, with layers of space voluminously folding behind him, forming a pair of invisible spatial wings that stretched for hundreds of miles.

With a gentle flap of the wings, a chaotic spatial storm engulfed the entire battlefield.

In his field of vision, the hundred fierce beasts seemed to cluster together but were actually each trapped in different void labyrinths, struggling in vain to break free.

A hundred fierce beasts.

Each corresponding to a layer of the Void Labyrinth, a total of one hundred layers of labyrinths superimposed upon one another without any interference, showing no trace whatsoever.

In other words, these fierce beasts in front of him could see the shapes of their own kind and could hear their sounds, but they were not able to make contact with each other.

This kind of spectacle could only be created after Zhang Jing's power had broken through and he had completely refined the Hidden Immortal Robe.

"Let's not waste any more time."

Watching the scene of numerous fierce beasts struggling frantically.

A faint smile couldn't help but appear on Zhang Jing's face, while he quietly pondered.

He was now fully capable of simultaneously slaughtering all the fierce beasts trapped in the Void Labyrinth, but the energy expenditure was too great. Considering the challenges of the fourth and even the fifth floor, Zhang Jing chose a more energy-efficient method, albeit a more time-consuming one.

It wasn't to be blamed for such meticulous planning; he simply didn't have enough Copper Coins remaining—less than a hundred—to afford another challenge at the God-Demon Tower.

That's to say, people are forced into circumstances.

Zhang Jing's figure sank into one of the levels of the Void Labyrinth while streams of world power flowed rapidly into the Five-Color Cloud Flag.

This time, the Five-Color Cloud Flag revealed its ferocity as never before, unleashing a previously unseen fierceness.

Under the glow of the five-colored immortal lights, even the fierce beasts known for their thick hides were easily slain, the whole process could only be described as devastating.

Time ticked away.

One by one, the fierce beasts decreased.

The ferocious roars that once echoed in the third-layer space also quickly diminished.

At one moment

Bang! Accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling, the void power shrouding the entire third floor of the God-Demon Tower silently faded away, and everything returned to silence.

Clatter—

Copper Coins fell from midair, instantly scattering across the ground.

"Three hundred coins?"

Zhang Jing swept his gaze over them for a brief moment, instantly confirming the number, but it didn't cause even a ripple in his heart.

The reason was simple—the nature of the God-Demon Tower: easy to enter, hard to leave!

The coins would surely just suffice for payment to challenge the next level. Thinking of earning Copper Coins by passing through the God-Demon Tower was nothing short of a fantasy.

But to give up just like that, also impossible.

After all, it's about the mysterious reward when Bliss Fairy Island closes, and who among those who storm the God-Demon Tower wouldn't want to reach the higher floors?

Just in time, a grand voice descended from Tianqiong, "Congratulations on passing the third floor, your status has been upgraded to Upper Citizen. Would you like to continue the challenge?"

"Continue the challenge!"

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The fourth floor.

The space is vast, spanning tens of thousands of miles, lush and verdant, even the air is filled with vibrant vitality.

And waiting here was only one fierce beast, a One-footed Golden Toad two men tall, appearing entirely peaceful, devoid of the fierce and malevolent aura typical of fierce beasts.

However, Zhang Jing didn't dare underestimate it.

Because he sensed a very intense feeling of danger emanating from that creature, a warning from the depths of his soul constantly reminding Zhang Jing to be cautious, or else—he would die!

Of course, this was the God-Demon Tower, so naturally, he couldn't really die.

But the might of the enemy before him was self-evident—a Feathering True Immortal-level fierce beast!

"Just on the fourth floor, and there's already a Feathering True Immortal-level fierce beast? Then what level will the fierce beasts on the fifth floor, or even the eighth floor, reach?"

Zhang Jing secretly thought to himself, truly finding it somewhat unbelievable. But then again on second thought, if the third floor had a hundred ordinary Harmonized Dao limit fierce beasts, then it would seem logical that this floor had a Feathering True Immortal-level beast... as if!

The gap between them was immense!

One must know, to step into the realm of Feathering True Immortal, the minimum threshold was understanding at least ten percent of the Dao. The difference between less than ten percent and ten percent was as vast as the distance between earth and heaven!

"Interesting. Well, let's see, in comparison to a genuine Feathering True Immortal, just how strong or weak I am now!"

A trace of excitement suddenly flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes as behind him a massive projection of a vast, thirteen-thousand-mile-wide azure world subtly appeared.

His fighting spirit was boiling!