Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

His gaze unintentionally flickered toward the line of Feathering beings who were keeping their distance behind him.

He had originally intended to give them an opportunity, which was also to bring more capable individuals to his lord, but alas—

They were indeed shortsighted!

Hei Jiao shook his head with some regret.

On the other side.

"At such a critical moment, having the courage to stand firm against Brother Zuo Qingtian, and ultimately getting off scot-free, really makes one envious,"

a Cultivator from the Immortal Fish Alliance of the Human Race whispered with a touch of emotion.

Upon hearing the voice, Gong Yu and Wu Yusheng, who had just led the retreat, couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment on their faces.

Even the Alliance Hierarch of Tragic Abyss, who had maintained a calm expression throughout, couldn't help but glance repeatedly at Hei Jiao.

They knew in their hearts that, no matter what happened later, with those two looking after him, this guy's danger in this cataclysmic event on Bliss Fairy Island was undoubtedly reduced to the lowest!

The same thought crossed the minds of the other beings present.

In a flash, hundreds of gazes involuntarily shifted toward the two figures seated in the highest place.

Of course, while they were envious, if asked to commit themselves entirely to those two like Hei Jiao had, it was impossible.

How could a distinguished Feathering True Immortal stoop to such a level?

…

…

Not long afterward.

The bustling square gradually fell into silence, and even the whole Immortal City of Bliss became quieter than ever before. However, the air was filled with an increasingly dense atmosphere of killing intent.

At a certain moment.

Boom!

A deafening noise erupted from the depths of the sky. Transparent ripples that spread out tore the clouds to shreds.

The light dimmed in an instant.

That was—

At that moment, including Zuo Qingtian and those with the Path of Karma and Retribution, everyone who had been meditating on their mats suddenly opened their eyes and looked up at the sky.

From the east.

A streak of red light was spreading rapidly, covering half the sky and instantly condensing into a thin wing that stretched countless miles.

The wing gently unfurled, stirring up dozens, if not hundreds, of terrifying gusts that connected heaven and earth, savagely slaughtering all beings within its range.

Ao! Ao!

The wind carried the sound of piercing shrieks, which quickly returned to calmness.

Only the blood-soaked and shattered lands seemed to silently tell a tale.

From the west.

A giant deity enveloped in golden light approached step by step, with gold light snaking and squirming wildly wherever it passed.

In just a moment, a lofty celestial nation was erected.

And those fierce beasts were all devoured by the golden light, failing to utter even half a scream.

From the south.

A huge hand rudely tore through the thick sky, revealing an enormous eye flickering with greedy luminescence.

From the north.

Thick and ominous mists rolled over, silently standing within were shadowy figures solidified from the gloom, motionless, looking exceedingly eerie to the extreme.

"Finally, they've arrived!"

In a corner of the Immortal City, Dream Illusion, with his body hidden in the layered emptiness, the light in his eyes grew even more intense.

Meanwhile.

A figure resembling an old farmer, hunched over, appeared quietly outside the gates of Bliss Fairy Island, a rusty pipe hanging from his mouth, flickering and dim inside.

The next moment.

Several figures walked out from the gates, then quickly moved to greet the hunched old man.

"Nightmare Corpse respectfully greets Elder Spirit Boat."

"Mysterious Pavilion's Yingquan King, pays his respects to Spirit Boat, the Immortal."

"Martial Hunting Team's Jie Cliff, pays his respects to Spirit Boat, the Immortal."

"..."

"Gentlemen, there's no need for such formalities," replied the elder known as Spirit Boat, lifting a hand as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "You've all worked hard during this time. By the way, has the exact location of that Opening God Seal been determined?"

"To reply to the Immortal, we have identified the exact location of Zhang Jing, who carries the Opening God Seal. It's just that——"

The Four-armed Rakshasa stepped forward to explain, but his words trailed off midway, as if hesitating to continue.

"Zhang Jing, that name sounds familiar. I never expected that after all this running around, the Opening God Seal would truly end up in his hands. Fate truly has its ways," the old man sighed.

Then, he turned his head to look at the person who had just spoken, his turbid pupils flashing a glint of confusion.

"You are?"

"To answer Elder Spirit Boat, this is the Four-armed Rakshasa who assisted us in locating the exact position of the Opening God Seal. Without his help, you might not have been able to enter Bliss Fairy Island this swiftly," explained Nightmare Corpse, stepping forward to introduce to the elder.

So it was.

The old man nodded imperceptibly, and then, with a chuckle, asked, "It's just what?"

"It's just that Zhang Jing is quite ruthless, and he actually killed the two agents I had previously arranged to observe his movements. The key point is, he might have already become alerted to our presence," the Four-armed Rakshasa cautiously articulated.

As he spoke, he occasionally stole glances at the old man's expression, subtly preparing to flee immediately should anything amiss occur.

However, contrary to his expectations.

After listening patiently, the old man's face, covered in liver spots, did not show the slightest anger; instead, a kindly smile appeared.

"It doesn't matter, as long as we know the exact location where that youngster has stayed for a long time," he responded unhurriedly.

Seeing this.

Whoosh——

The Four-armed Rakshasa secretly let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "It seems that this elder is quite reasonable. Teaming up with the Mysterious Pavilion and the others was indeed the right choice."

"Third on the Devil God Ranking, I'm entitled to special exchange privileges. I currently have thirty million Copper Coins in hand; I must make use of this rare opportunity to exchange for an Acquired Spiritual Treasure or a high-grade Great Divine Power," he thought to himself, immersed in pleasant anticipations of the future, completely oblivious to the expression of fear that suddenly appeared on the faces of Nightmare Corpse and the others upon seeing the elder's kind smile.

At the same moment.

In front of the God-Demon Tower.

"It really is deserted here, but that's perfect," remarked Qingyun, glancing around and not spotting a single living being, then chuckled in reflection.

That said.

He contentedly walked into the tower.