Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Having regained his senses,

"Since that is the case, I ask that Fellow Daoist take good care of my junior sister, Xiao Wu."

"Rest assured, Dao Brother!"

Qingyun involuntarily glanced towards the little girl with her hair tied into buns far in the distance, his face betraying a hint of tenderness.

Perhaps it was because he had once shared a part of his original self's memories, but whenever he saw this young girl, he couldn't help but be reminded of his own little sister's adorable demeanor from the past.

"Calculating the time, they should be about to enter Qingxiao's Mystical Bright Heaven soon,"

he thought to himself.

...

...

In a certain dim space,

"Thrilling! Absolutely thrilling! Come on, again!"

A voice full of boundless heroism laughed heartily, even overshadowing the terrifying sounds of collision.

Looking in the direction of the voice,

one beheld a terrifying golden-armored deity as large as the stars, taking a step forward. With his gigantic feet, he covered innumerable miles in a moment, reaching directly in front of a tumultuous, yellow star with faint cracks on its surface.

The colossal shadow cast by his body rapidly spread, covering the entire yellow star.

The deity raised both hands, stirring the chaotic void, and smashed down ferociously.

The next moment, an unimaginably immense force burst forth from every limb and bone, transmitting through the layers of space before finally crashing thunderously onto the yellow star.

Boom—

An indescribable, terrifying sound accompanied by the noise of cracking resonated in all directions. Then, the entire space fell silent, as if at that moment, all sound had been devoured by some invisible behemoth.

After a long while,

the golden-armored giant god sat down with a plop, and even seated, he was tens of millions of feet tall.

Panting heavily, he muttered to himself, "Huff! Seems it's nothing more than this. I wonder how those four fellows are faring."

In front of him,

the vast aura of the ancient yellow star shattered into thousands upon thousands of pieces, varying in size. Specks of light escaped from these fragments, illuminating the surrounding dark and deep space.

Suddenly,

Buzz! Buzz!

A door measuring tens of thousands of feet opened before the giant deity, and a wave of invisible ancient star energy shot out from behind it, quickly halting amidst the scattered shards of the star's projection.

In just a short moment, the numerous star fragments began to converge spontaneously.

Meanwhile,

a huge face composed of dazzling starlight gradually formed within the vision of the golden-armored giant god.

Two eyes slowly opened, casting a glimpse of indifferent azure light.

This face was, astonishingly, Qingyun's own.

"Impressive indeed, to be able to shatter the projection of the Tianfu Star I summoned,"

said the voice.

Upon hearing this,

the golden-armored giant god completely disregarded the yellow star reforming before him and stared fixedly at the colossal face of Qingyun, a trace of surprise flickering in his radiant golden eyes:

"It's you? It seems that Mysterious Pavilion really did inadvertently make a stupid mistake. Zhang Jing, there's no need to waste your efforts. Your Formation may be powerful, but it's not yet capable of keeping me here."

He paused, then continue,

"How about this, let's make a deal. Hand over the Opening God Seal to me, and I guarantee that you'll leave the River of Cosmos' Secret Realm unharmed with the rest of your loot from Bliss Fairy Island. How does that sound?"

Upon hearing this,

Qingyun couldn't help but let out a sneer, retorting,

"Haha, with such boldness from you, Sir, are you not afraid of the four Pure Yang True Immortals joining forces to besiege you?"

"Psh!"

The golden-armored giant god curled his lip in disdain, saying, "Those weaklings, aside from playing with fire, shadow puppets, and defiling the Dao, what else do they know? What else can they actually do? Face to face, I could hammer them to death one by one."

As he spoke, the golden-armored giant god couldn't help but stretch out a hand.

He opened his five fingers and then clenched them firmly.

Following this action, the previously stable Formation space seemed to be on the verge of shattering, causing Qingyun's eyes to twitch fiercely.

"What an incredible brute god!" he couldn't help but exclaim once more in his heart.

The next moment.

Clang!

The sound of sword ringing echoed through the entire space.

A figure in white robes holding a pure white Immortal Sword calmly walked out, cupped his hands towards the golden-armored giant hand, and smiled, "Disciple Bai Yuzi from the Chaos Xuan Huang Heaven's Nine-Colored Natural Mysterious Hall, is here to ask for your guidance!"

Upon seeing this.

"Interesting, this is truly fascinating."

The golden-armored colossus slowly stood up, a hint of interest now evident in his robust voice as he laughed heartily, "Hahaha, one from the Chaos Xuan Huang Heaven, and one from the Qingxiao Xuan Ming Heaven. Fine, both of you come at me together."

"If you can best me with even a single move or half a technique, Yuan will leave the Bliss Fairy Island right there and then!"

As his voice faded.

An invincible and terrifying aura suddenly surged from the golden-armored colossus, pressing down on the Formation space to the point where it seemed to almost collapse.

It was as if only at this moment, the opponent was taking it seriously.

"So strong!"

"So strong!"

Bai Yuzi and Qingyun's hearts both shuddered in unison.

The fellow's strength was still far beyond imagination, giving them a feeling starkly different from the other Pure Yang beings.

But in a flash, their blood started to boil violently.

It was the excitement of facing a true powerhouse, a fighting spirit and defiance deep in their marrow. Real talents would never fear challenging the strong.

And, coincidentally, whether it be Bai Yusheng or Zhang Jing, whom Qingyun represented, their growth had been marked by a trail of overwhelming victories.

No matter how gentle the two might appear, there was always an extreme pride hidden deep within their bones.

"Attack!"

Bai Yusheng rarely let out a roar and immediately stepped forward, merging with the pure white Immortal Sword in his hand, transforming into a Divine White Crane composed entirely of Sword Intent teeming with the aura of the Dao of Destruction.

The crane flapped its wings gently and instantly turned into a streak of white light, crossing the void and arriving in front of the golden-armored giant, releasing ten thousand dazzling sword lights.

In front of the golden-armored colossus, it seemed no more significant than an insignificant speck of dust.

But the terrifying aura that burst forth at this moment, even when compared with the magnificent and star-like stature on the other side, did not pale in the slightest.

And behind the white crane, a pitch-black rift interwoven with the aura of destruction lingered without closing, resembling an abyssal maw. Merely at a glance, it sent shivers down one's spine.

"Haha, well done."

The golden-armored giant's eyes fell on the Divine White Crane that Bai Yusheng had transformed into, and an expression of admiration inadvertently flashed across his face, as he couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

He slowly opened one hand, reaching directly towards the white crane in front of him.

An immense and boundless aura surged out like a tide, frenziedly occupying every inch of space, momentarily making it seem as though the opponent was mired in a quagmire, utterly immobilized.

But at that very moment.

Boom, boom—

A bright yellow mega star, carrying the momentum of heaven shattering and earth splitting, smashed directly onto the top of the golden-armored colossus.

At the same time, a gratifying smile spread across Qingyun's face, and his booming voice entered the ears of both the golden-armored giant and Bai Yusheng without asking for permission.

"Haha, how could I miss out on such a splendid duel? Qingyun's True Teaching, Zhang Jing, has come to seek guidance from you!"

...

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

As the five Pure Yang beings vanished, the Immortal City of Bliss, which had been filled with the clamor of battle only moments ago, was now engulfed by an eerie silence.

Whether it was the creatures led by Zuo Qingtian or members of the Three Mountains Alliance and other powers including Mysterious Pavilion and San Wangwen, all were intently watching the empty expanse above them.

That place was where the five Pure Yang beings had disappeared.

All of a sudden.

As if they saw something, everyone's face changed dramatically.

In their line of sight, an unfathomably deep chasm stretched across the sky, its width unknown but undoubtedly vast.

What was key was that a terrifying immortal corpse with wings on its back, nearly broken in two, was plummeting from the depths of this chasm.

"Lord Shiyi!"

An incredulous roar echoed suddenly above the Immortal City of Bliss.