Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Of course, they were well aware that such actions were actually of little use, after all, all three Dao bodies possessed the combat power of a Feathering True Immortal. When the three joined forces, there were very few powers on the island that could do anything about it.

However, Qingyun's Dao body was special, and he would not easily leave Bliss Fairy City in the future, so... it was a situation slightly better than nothing.

"Right, Dao brother, let me borrow the Heavenly Three Treasures Ruyi for a while,"

Qingyun's Dao body seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at the Karma Dao body who was sitting there with an air of composure, and smilingly said.

Upon hearing this, the latter slowly opened his eyes and asked thoughtfully, "Heavenly Three Treasures Ruyi, do you perhaps want to?"

As he spoke, he extended one hand with the Five-colored Ruyi suddenly appearing in his palm.

The Ruyi's surface shimmered with a treasure light, with the profound essences of happiness, longevity, and prosperity flickering, looking quite extraordinary.

The Karma Dao body gently tossed it, and the Jade Ruyi flew straight towards Qingyun's Dao body.

"Exactly."

Qingyun's Dao body caught the Three-Treasure Jade Ruyi, the world's power from Qingyun's realm flowed within it, making the Ruyi as easy to command as his own limb, without the slightest hint of hesitation.

He nodded in satisfaction, then continued,

"Only after being promoted to a distinguished person would one have sufficient authority to purchase those innate divine items. Moreover, since there's nothing else to do, it's just the right time to refine the Five-Color Cloud Flag once again."

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The next day.

In front of the God-Demon Tower, the noise of the crowd was deafening.

The reason was nothing else than a new Vice Alliance Hierarch from the Qiyuan Alliance, one of the top three alliances on Bliss Fairy Island, who was currently inside the God-Demon Tower.

Among the crowd that had come upon hearing the news, gazes filled with intense curiosity invariably focused tightly on the God-Demon Tower.

Among them, there were independent True Immortals who wanted to admire the demeanor of Feathering stage powerhouses, undercover spies from other alliances, onlookers, people setting up betting stalls, and so on.

It was a mix of all sorts, truly a motley crowd.

"The Qiyuan Alliance really has hit the jackpot, stumbling upon a Feathering stage powerhouse who had just arrived on the island; they've indeed gained an edge."

In a corner of the crowd, a man and a woman from the Immortal Fish Alliance muttered to each other in low voices, their words inevitably filled with sourness.

In fact, they couldn't help but be envious.

You see, on Bliss Fairy Island, the number of Feathering powerhouses is directly related to the strength of the various alliances.

The stronger the alliance, the broader the hunting grounds they control, and the more abundant the various resources. And for these lower members of the alliance, the greater the benefits they could gain.

"Isn't that the truth?"

The woman beside him said indignantly, "In this recent period, our Immortal Fish Alliance has also had no idea how much hunting territory has been encroached upon—"

Just as she was speaking,

A figure in a purple robe, like a ghost, suddenly appeared before the two of them. His gaze quickly swept over the God-Demon Tower, a hint of intriguing expression rising on his face.

"What's the result? Which level did the new 'Vice Alliance Hierarch' of the Qiyuan Alliance clear?"

The man in the purple robe asked indifferently.

"Captain, that person has just gone in, and the results still have to wait a bit," the previous man and woman ceased their idle talk and respectfully answered upon seeing the newcomer.

"Hmm, let me know once the results are out,"

The man in the purple robe nodded.

Afterward, he seemed to think of something and quickly lowered his voice to ask, "By the way, about the matter I instructed you to look into earlier, have you found anything?"

As he spoke these words, the calm expression on his face quietly vanished, replaced by an undisguisable urgency.

However,

Facing the hopeful gaze of the man in the purple robe, the man and woman in front of him shook their heads in unison and candidly said, "Captain, recently, there hasn't been a powerhouse who has cleared the fourth level of the God-Demon Tower."

How could this be?

The man in the purple robe's face involuntarily flashed a hint of surprise.

The three Feathering True Immortals he saw that day definitely had the strength to clear the fourth level of the God-Demon Tower, so why hadn't they shown up?

Was the God-Demon Tower not appealing to them? If so, what was the purpose of these three entering Bliss Fairy City?

It was truly baffling!

Logically, with the influence of their Immortal Fish Alliance in Bliss Fairy City, not to mention three people, even three flies should have been located by now; how could it be like now, with not even a whisper of news?

How was he going to explain this to the boss when he returned?

Thinking of this,

The man in the purple robe's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of gloom.

With the Qiyuan Alliance growing stronger, causing their Immortal Fish Alliance's hunting areas to shrink continuously, if those three were willing to join, it was possible to reverse the downturn in one fell swoop, if only—

Now I haven't even found a shadow of them!

"Look at it from a different angle, those three Feathered True Immortals at least haven't joined another alliance. Moreover, at present, aside from our Immortal Fish Alliance, I estimate the other families are still unaware of the existence of those three. There's still a chance!"

The man in the purple robe kept comforting himself.

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Meanwhile.

Inside the gate of the God-Demon Tower, at the junction of spaces.

Zhang Jing's Qingyun form silently emerged from the depths of the void, without stirring the slightest ripple.

Before he could stand firm, he suddenly seemed to sense something and gazed slowly forward.

His gaze rested upon a Four-winged Sea Dragon.

The dragon was staring blankly back at him, its face covered in fine scales betraying a faint hint of shock.

It seemed to marvel: Can one actually enter the God-Demon Tower by forcefully crossing the void? How terrifyingly profound must one's understanding of the Void Dao be to achieve this?!

After coming to its senses,

the Four-winged Sea Dragon creature gave Zhang Jing a slight smile and then hurriedly left.

Without a doubt, the other party must be a Feathered True Immortal proficient in the principles of the Void Dao! Such existences are the most difficult to deal with, it's better for me to keep my distance.

On the spot.

"Another Feathered-stage being, by its looks, a species of the true dragon kind? An existence from the Extreme Sea Dragon World."

Zhang Jing murmured to himself and smiled back in response, then took another step forward, and in a blink, his figure vanished.

It was that familiar grassland again.

He skillfully communicated with the consciousness of the God-Demon Tower and calmly said, "Challenge the fifth level!"

"Please hand over six hundred Copper Coins!"

A grand voice followed closely behind, cutting straight to the point, not hiding the greed and excitement in its words.

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Time trickled by.

The sixth level.

Extremely violent Dao fluctuations enveloped the vast, sprawling battlefield of millions of miles, with an intensity comparable to that of immortal gold. The ground, which was already crisscrossed with ravines and cracks, now looked on the verge of shattering.

As for the tall mountain ranges that once stood majestically on the land, only a few remnants remained, twisted and pitiful to behold.

In the deep void.

Zhang Jing stood in silence, surrounded by layer upon layer of void rifts, densely packed.

Under the effect of these overlapping voids, senses, Divine Sense, sight, and almost all other powers were twisted, making his form shift unpredictably, now east, now west, difficult to pinpoint.

"This is absurd, a full hundred beings, nearly sixty percent into Feathering of the body, True Immortals. How is anyone supposed to fight this?"

Zhang Jing gazed through the many layers of void at the hundred beast-like creatures outside, neither sheep nor deer, and criticised with a tingling scalp.

In his sight, these creatures simply standing there naturally influenced the operation of the Dao within a hundred miles, as if each was its own world.

At this moment, he finally understood why up to now, only three people from the vast Bliss Fairy Island had passed the sixth level.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but recall the freak who ranked first on the Devil God Ranking.

"If the sixth level is already like this, then how terrifying must the eighth level be?"

He inwardly marveled.

The closer he got to the eighth level, the more Zhang Jing could feel its terror, which was far beyond his initial imagination.

His thoughts returned to reality.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed, and then he felt a bit relieved:

"Phew—thank goodness they're only beasts, with relatively crude methods of controlling Dao. Otherwise, this sixth level... I really might have had no hope."

With a thought, a three-color Jade Ruyi quietly appeared in his hand, and a vast projection of the Qingyun world flickered behind him. The power of the world poured endlessly into it.

Hum!

Three-colored immortal light burst forth, intertwining the forces of fortune and calamity in silence, enveloping the many fierce beasts outside.

In an instant.

One of the beasts sneezed involuntarily, and unable to control the gush of airflow, it sent several other beasts flying across the field.