Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Qingyun, with a faint smile on his face, said in an even tone, "Why not speak now and tell us who exactly is pulling the strings?"

Indeed, the purpose of the four incarnations of Qingyun going to such lengths to bring these two individuals out of the city was to determine the identity of the person behind them and whether they were related to the force orchestrating the recent turmoil in Bliss Fairy Island.

The Mu Xu Daoist before them, if his memory served him right, was one of the many Feathered True Immortals within the Three Mountains Alliance.

Did this mean that the Three Mountains Alliance and that Four-armed Rakshasa had gravitated towards the forces behind Mysterious Pavilion?

Qingyun's heart suddenly sank.

He hoped it was not as he had thought, for if it were, it would be no good news.

Across from him.

Wang Zizai's eyes flickered, and then, full of hope, he looked towards Qingyun and tentatively asked, "If I tell you, will you let me leave?"

"What do you think?"

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Half an incense stick later.

No longer able to withstand the pressure, Mu Xu Daoist spilled everything he knew, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, including information about the many Feathered True Immortals within the Three Mountains Alliance, as well as the previous affairs led by the Four-armed Rakshasa to pinpoint Qingyun's specific residence, among other things.

After a long time.

"It really is him!"

Upon hearing this, the brows of the four incarnations of Qingyun furrowed simultaneously.

It was truly a case of one's fears coming true.

They could now confirm that there must be a countless number of connections between the Four-armed Rakshasa of the Three Mountains Alliance and the forces behind Mysterious Pavilion.

The specific location of Qingyun had just been determined, and right on its heels, the rules of Bliss Fairy Island had changed, allowing Pure Yang beings to enter--which almost seemed like these were pointed directly at Qingyun who possessed the Opening God Seal!

If one were to say it was merely a coincidence, it would be a complete farce.

After understanding the reasons behind it all.

Four cold gazes instantly landed on Wang Zizai, who was standing silently on one side.

Sensing the hint of murderous intent wrapped around his skin, Wang Zizai smiled helplessly, and then slowly lifted his head, revealing a pair of eyes filled with calmness and confidence.

"Heh, I knew it would come to this."

As his voice fell.

Without waiting for anyone else to react, Wang Zizai took a step forward, and a streak of blood burst forth from his body, his complexion turning pale at an exaggerated rate.

In the next moment, a dim blood light flashed before everyone's eyes and disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

All that was left in the spot was a cold voice full of resentment, slowly echoing out, "Zhang Jing, and you three, for making me lose three million Copper Coins in vain, you truly deserve death. I have noted the grudge of today. Three ten-thousand-year periods may pass in the east of the river, and three more in its west—let's take our time to settle this score in the future."

Standing in place, Qingyun's face suddenly revealed an extremely strange expression, and his heart involuntarily filled with a sense of the absurd.

Three ten-thousand-year periods may pass in the east of the river, and three more in its west?

Who did he think he was?

Thereafter.

Qingyun and the Incarnation of Karma turned their heads together to look at Huan Meng, who was clad in the Illusionary Immortal Robe, and said with a smile, "We'll have to trouble our friend."

"Haha," Huan Meng gave a hearty laugh, then lightly said, "Why wait for thirty thousand years? Any enmity, let's settle it today."

With that, he stepped out, instantly merging into the void with great speed.

"The things just now were all his own idea, unconnected to me, you know."

In the meantime, Mu Xu Daoist looked in the direction where Wang Zizai had disappeared, his gaze blank and his calls desperate.

He even wanted to grind Wang Zizai to death, if the latter were still present. How else could he explain this, if not by inadvertently pushing himself into the coffin?

However, the next moment.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible ripple appeared before them, and a faint silhouette leisurely walked through the layers of the void, gradually appearing before the four.

In the hands of this figure, he was holding none other than Wang Zizai, who had just been ranting about "three ten-thousand-year periods in the east and west of the river."

The latter's pale face was clearly filled with bewilderment.

"How is this possible…"

Wang Zizai kept muttering to himself, feeling as if everything was just a dream.

How could anyone keep up with his escape technique? And it wasn't even the top three from the Devil God Ranking chasing him, but the weakest one, Huan Meng?!

How ludicrous.

For a moment, Wang Zizai's pride crumbled within him, and the light faded from his eyes.

"Using you as a shield to save my life, so in the end, I have to pay with my life, huh? Haha, what a fitting retribution. However, how long can you, Zhang Jing, survive once Pure Yang descends?"

"I'll be waiting for you in the Nether Seas!"

Seemingly foreseeing his ultimate fate, Wang Zizai burst into loud laughter, his voice filled with an indescribable pleasure.

"You needn't go to the trouble for me, friend, considering we are all but incarnations after all."

What does that mean!

Wang Zizai's jubilant smile instantly froze on his face, and a storm of shock and dismay surged within him.

He looked up incredulously, only then noticing that the four figures in front of him all gave off a faintly similar feeling.

In an instant, Wang Zizai understood everything.

Why the Purple-Golden Trio had joined forces with Zhang Jing, and why Zhang Jing had vanished from Immortal City since entering Bliss Fairy Island, as if evaporated into thin air.

It turned out they were all just incarnations of a certain being, essentially one person all along.

"So, the Zhang Jing everyone has been tirelessly searching for has been active within Bliss Fairy Island all along, and furthermore, firmly held the fourth, fifth, and sixth positions on the Devil God Ranking?"

For some reason, Wang Zizai suddenly felt his scalp tingle.