Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Boom—

Bright lights burst forth from the ground, enveloping all beings within the city.

The world suddenly fell into silence as if time itself had hesitated at that moment.

In place.

The Four-armed Rakshasa appeared to have taken no notice of the changes before him, merely standing silently in place, his consciousness a blur of chaos.

"How is it possible? It was clearly third on the Devil God Ranking, so how has it suddenly become fourth today? This isn't right, it absolutely cannot be, I must have heard it wrong!"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself repeatedly.

As he spoke, a bright glimmer of hope was once again ignited in the eyes of the Four-armed Rakshasa.

Yes! He must have heard it wrong, it must be so.

Otherwise, it would be incomprehensible.

Ever since he entered the Bliss Fairy Island, he had always firmly occupied a spot within the top three of the Devil God Ranking. Over the years, despite the ever-changing landscape behind him, their positions in the top three remained as stable as the Ancient Divine Mountain. How could there be a change in the last moment?

It's not unreasonable for the Four-armed Rakshasa to react so.

Indeed, the difference between third and fourth on the Devil God Ranking seems like one single step, but in reality, it's like the difference between the clouds and the mud.

Why did he join the Three Mountain Alliance? Why risk allying with the notorious Five Direction Forces? Wasn't it all for the special purchasing privileges the top three of the Devil God Ranking offered?

After all, at his stage, ordinary treasures could hardly be of any significant use.

While he was pondering.

"The settlement will now begin. Four-armed Rakshasa, you are ranked fourth on the Devil God Ranking and may choose one of the following three rewards."

An irritated majestic voice rose once more, cruelly extinguishing the last vestige of luck in the heart of the Four-armed Rakshasa.

Accompanying the sound, three shadows of treasures appeared in front of him, including a jade slip, a large seal, and three stacked top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

"I didn't hear it wrong, it is indeed fourth..."

"So what was the point of everything I've done? To have saved twenty million Copper Coins by scrimping and saving—how utterly ridiculous and laughable!"

The Four-armed Rakshasa muttered to himself with self-mockery, as the last bit of strength drained from his body, causing him to slump to the ground.

Snapping back to reality.

"I want to see the current top three on the Devil God Ranking!"

Seemingly struck by a thought, his head jerked up suddenly, as he struggled to suppress the murderous intent boiling in his heart, speaking in a hoarse voice.

However, his request was instantly rejected: "The settlement phase has begun; the specific rankings of the Devil God Ranking will no longer be disclosed."

"I knew it would be this way, one million Copper Coins, tell me!"

The Four-armed Rakshasa didn't give up, instead roaring through clenched teeth, his facial expression darkening to the extreme.

He was determined to know who had taken what was rightfully his, at any cost.

Copper Coins were trivial to him; if paying them was the solution, so be it.

And just as the Four-armed Rakshasa had anticipated.

As soon as the Copper Coins were mentioned, the majestic voice instantly changed its tune, no longer coldly indifferent as before, but now filled with flattery:

"Respected Four-armed Rakshasa, as you wish!"

The next moment.

A phantom image of the Devil God Ranking slowly unfurled before him, displaying only three names, around which divine light circulated endlessly.

The Four-armed Rakshasa's gaze swiftly swept over the top of the list, then slowly settled on a familiar and yet glaring name.

His pupils constricted in an instant.

...

...

"Zhang Jing! It's actually him!"

Elsewhere, Zuo Qingtian's eyes were locked onto the slowly unfolding phantom of the Devil God Ranking in front of him, exclaiming in disbelief.

He had never imagined that this person would overtake him at the last moment. This Zhang Jing, wasn't he the one that the Three Mountain Alliance had been frantically searching for? The very same Qingyun who was originally ranked fifth on the Devil God Ranking.

But at this point, there was no use lingering on that; it had become meaningless.

After all, he was still among the top three, so he wasn't too badly affected.

Thinking this,

Zuo Qingtian's gaze became stern, and a complex array of thoughts in his heart eventually turned into a sigh: "That guy... he really kept a low profile. I underestimated him—he's quite the character! No wonder he could casually travel in the River of Cosmos for so many years with the Opening God Seal."

The next moment, as if realizing something, a strange smile flashed across his face.

"That Four-armed Rakshasa, by now he must be grinding his teeth to bits. Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

Thinking of this, his mood instantly improved.

Zuo Qingtian looked up at the Tianqiong, speaking in an even tone, "I don't want any rewards. I will purchase them myself."

...

...

It wasn't long before

the dazzling lights permeating the Immortal City began to retract bit by bit. And it might have been an illusion, but once the celestial light pulled back, the Bliss Fairy Island in the eyes of the many beings seemed as if it had lost its vitality, turning dull and lifeless.

The sense of bondage and oppression that had enveloped everyone had also vanished without a trace.

Boom—

While some were still in a daze, the numerous beings of the Three Mountains Alliance reacted as if they had prepared for this moment.

Driven by the Four-armed Rakshasa at the forefront, they simultaneously activated the black Star Banner above them.

In an instant, various powers of the Dao coalesced into a turbulent and chaotic river, rushing towards Zuo Qingtian with the force of a thunderbolt that leaves no time for covering one's ears.

"We must achieve a feat."

At the very front of the Three Mountains Alliance, the Four-armed Rakshasa's gaze was tightly fixed on Zuo Qingtian across from him, his heart suddenly racing.

An unexpected turn of events on the Devil God Ranking had caught him off guard, and under circumstances where he felt utterly helpless, his only choice was to strike first and with strength.

The Four-armed Rakshasa knew all too well what it meant to be in the top three of the Devil God Ranking.

Although he wasn't among them, Zuo Qingtian was still ranked in the top three. If the latter were to acquire the hidden treasures of the Bliss Fairy Island, the Four-armed Rakshasa dared not imagine, nor did he wish to contemplate, what would ensue.

In just a brief moment,

the strike laden with the hopes of the Four-armed Rakshasa and his fellows crossed hundreds of yards at breakneck speed, arriving before Zuo Qingtian.

The other party seemed as if he hadn't noticed at all, showing no reaction.

Seeing this, the Four-armed Rakshasa couldn't help but smile more broadly.

"Daobrother, be careful!"

"Daobrother!"

"..."

On the other side, many Cultivators reacted one after another, their expressions changing drastically as they urgently warned him.

At this critical juncture,

Zuo Qingtian suddenly opened his eyes. He extended his left hand flatly, spreading his fingers slowly. A golden rope flashed with brilliant celestial light appeared in his hand, exuding an extremely oppressive and fearsome aura.

"Daofriend is quite eager! How about you appreciate this treasure of mine? Although I haven't fully refined it yet, it's entirely sufficient to deal with the likes of you," Zuo Qingtian said with a half-smile, his eyes shining with divine light, reflecting the Four-armed Rakshasa's frozen expression.

"Postnatal Spiritual Treasure!"

The other's throat bobbed a few times, as if in doubt and yet with certainty, feeling an inexplicable chill down his spine.

Wuu wuu! The sounds of ghostly wails were continuous and unending.

The golden rope in Zuo Qingtian's hand quietly grew blood-red veins, then suddenly surged upwards, lashing out tyrannically towards the many lives opposite him.

Wherever it passed, all was silent.

In just an instant, the golden rope collided with the torrent of Dao. Then, under the gaze of thousands of incredulous eyes, the mighty torrent of Dao dissipated silently like snow under the blazing sun.

"Hiss—, how is this possible?"

An incredulous gasp came from behind, but there was not a trace of surprise on the Four-armed Rakshasa's face.

So this was the Postnatal Spiritual Treasure he had yearned for.

As his gaze left the golden rope, the Four-armed Rakshasa did not dare to hesitate even for a moment, forming a strange Dharma Seal with one hand, as an arcane aura spread rapidly through his body.

Boom! The air around him began to distort.

The Four-armed Rakshasa's figure blurred and then vanished on the spot.

At the same time as he disappeared, the blood-veined golden rope descended with a boom, enveloped in celestial golden-red light and bursting forth with endless light and heat.

A few moments later,

all returned to calm.

The blood-veined golden rope obediently returned to Zuo Qingtian's hand.

Opposite him, where there had once been a dense crowd of Combining Dao beings, there was now nothing but a clean sweep, their bodies and spirits utterly annihilated—even the street beneath their feet and the surrounding houses had been erased without leaving a trace.

"What a treasure, truly a precious treasure!"

Zuo Qingtian caressed the golden rope lovingly, continuously praising it.

Having said that, he quickly scanned his surroundings.

Wherever his gaze fell, various Combining Dao beings, including Gong Yu and the Alliance Hierarch of Tragic Abyss, all lowered their heads, none daring to meet his gaze.

His authority so overwhelming, at that moment, he had no equal.