Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

A faint and barely discernible bitter smile surfaced on the fair face of Gong Yu.

Perhaps she had never truly understood those three senior brothers. Moreover, the decision she had made back then to give Zuo Qingtian her full support, could it really have been a mistake?

"So this is the lord's trump card? No wonder!"

Hei Jiao stared at Tianqiong with wide eyes, his face suddenly revealing a smug expression of shared triumph.

Just as everyone fell into deep contemplation.

Boom, Boom—

Accompanied by a thunderous, earth-shattering tremor, two more broken immortal bodies fell from Tianqiong, one after the other.

One was a hundred-eyed black serpent, thick as mountains and thousands of miles long, while the other was a frail man dressed in dark immortal robes. Both the man and the serpent still bore on their faces an indelible shock and bitterness.

The black serpent's scales and flesh were turned inside out in patches, with fierce sword scars crisscrossing; the man in the dark robes had his entire immortal body brutally twisted into a spiral, a sight most tragic to behold.

The commotion that erupted once more in the sky naturally did not escape the ears of the many beings below.

At that moment, as if sensing something, Yingquan King, Nightmare Corpse, Four-armed Rakshasa, Zuo Qingtian, Tragic Abyss Alliance Hierarch... Everyone, as if by an unspoken agreement, turned their heads to look and their pupils began to dilate violently.

"Two more Pure Yang beings!"

"Something big has happened."

...

...

Time passed, unknown how much.

Within a certain Array space.

"You two little beasts, this old man has not forgotten you, this matter is far from over!"

The stooped old man, his lips clamped around a divine gold smoking pipe, ranted furiously, and then, dragging his perforated and broken immortal body, he hurriedly fled into the distance.

At that moment, he felt incredibly frustrated.

Having roamed the secret realms of the River of Cosmos for millions of years, never had he experienced being hunted by mere Feathering stage insects, not to mention two at once.

A humiliation most unbearable!

If this vengeance was not repaid, his heart would never be at ease, and his path toward Immortal and Divine Dao would surely be obstructed.

Thinking thus, he quickened his escape pace once again, having no intention of battling to the death with those two youngsters following him.

After all, a bit of disgrace was nothing compared to the value of this immortal body.

Approaching the end of his lifespan, his hope of attaining eternal life as a Heavenly Immortal was already slim. If this body were further destroyed, then that would almost certainly sever any hope of ascension.

As they say, the older one gets, the more one clings to life; the stooped old man did not wish to die, hence, he could only throw aside the dignity of a Pure Yang powerhouse, seeking only to survive at all costs.

Back on the spot.

Watching the stooped old man scurry frantically within the Array space like a headless fly, a faint smile couldn't help but appear on Qingyun's face.

"Zhang Jing, are we not going to chase? If we really let him escape the Array, it might become troublesome," Bai Yuzi glanced at Qingyun's steadfast figure and said, frowning slightly with worry.

It was no wonder he would say so; the old man escaping was the second most powerful and difficult to deal with among the five Pure Yang beings they faced, second only to the Golden Giant.

If it weren't for the restraint of the Array under their feet, they would likely have had a difficult time dealing with him.

"Haha, if that fellow could escape so easily, what lies beneath our feet wouldn't be the Minor Zhou Tian Star Array. Rest assured, my friend. Now that only this guy is left, he certainly won't be allowed to leave this time," Qingyun said with a smile and explained in a gentle voice.

With the Golden Giant having retreated of his own accord, and the other three Pure Yang beings already slain by him and Bai Yuzi, it meant that the energies of the Minor Zhou Tian Star Array no longer had to be dispersed.

He was looking forward to how terrifying the force that over thirteen thousand Combining Dao beings could unleash with the enhancement of the Minor Zhou Tian Star Array.

His thoughts returned to the present.

Whoosh, Whoosh!

The Star Banner above Qingyun started to flutter without wind, directly connecting to the Minor Zhou Tian Star Array, spreading an invisible and vast fluctuation.

In an instant, one by one, the bright and vast stellar projections lit up, then slowly converged, with starlight flowing endlessly and immeasurably.

At the center of the Array.

Amid enveloping layers of starlight, two figures leaped up, and within their not particularly robust bodies, a heavy and mighty presence erupted, heavy as Divine Mountain.

"The time has come, let's strive to achieve our goal in one fell swoop!"

"It shall be."

The Causal Dao Body and the Water Dao Body exchanged glances before they simultaneously activated the purple Ziwu Star Banners in their hands, resonating from afar with another spatial dimension where the Qingyun Dao Body was.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

A deep and grand vibrating Dao sound suddenly echoed in every corner inside the Small Zhoutian Star Array, as if articulating the glorious Dao of the Stars.

"This is—"

The hunched old man, who was desperately fleeing, suddenly came to a halt, his wrinkled and spotted cheeks uncontrollably revealing a shock that was indescribable with words.

In his line of sight.

One by one, stars bright as the sun shone, radiating an aura that was either bloody, fierce, heavy, or bitterly cold. They naturally formed a boundless river that tightly encircled him.

There was indeed no way to heaven and no door into the earth.

Seeing this scene.

The hunched old man knew he had no way out.

He took a deep breath and then, as if resigned to his fate, he called out loudly, "Zhang Jing, I know you can hear me. How about we make a deal? Let me go, and I will ensure you safely leave the River of Cosmos Secret Realm; as for the Opening God Seal, it will still be yours."

His words carried a hint of unprecedented hope.

However, as soon as the words fell.

"It's too late, my friend," a huge face covered in golden armor quietly descended from the high Tianqiong, saying teasingly, "I've already taken on that task."

Below, as soon as the hunched old man saw that golden-armored face in the Tianqiong, his eyes unconsciously bulged, and he looked utterly as if he had seen a ghost.

"My friend, how can you be—"

He stretched out a finger toward the other party, trembling as he spoke.

But before he could say much, the rest of his words got stuck in his throat like a fishbone, impossible to speak or to swallow.

For at that moment, the River of Stars, under the control of the three Qingyun Dao Body individuals, suddenly began to tumble wildly.

With each wave that crested, numerous giant stars collided, unleashing an extremely horrifying annihilative force, as if to grind away everything.

"Ahh!"

Before long, the hunched old man, whose strength was reduced to one-tenth, let out a desperate scream, and then his immortal body was ground into dust by the full power of the Small Zhoutian Star Formation.

The next moment, a magnificent golden light drilled out from the fragments of the immortal body, and then, with a slight flicker, it disappeared.

Just before vanishing, a gaze carrying a touch of resentment peeked out from the golden light, slowly settling on Qingyun Dao Body's face.

"Sigh, if only we could keep these Pure Yang divine souls,"

sighed Qingyun Dao Body with a somewhat helpless shake of his head.

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...

I do not know how much time has passed.

Accompanied by a ray of extremely bright starlight that slowly spread in all directions, the previously empty Tianqiong silently gained the shadows of five figures, four tall and one short.

At the same time.

One by one, the Star Banners covered with cracks fell like snowflakes, fluttering down from mid-air.

"Have they... all fallen?!"

The Tragic Abyss Alliance Hierarch and his companions stared wide-eyed at the four figures in mid-air, unconsciously licking their dry lips, muttering to themselves.

He felt as if he were dreaming, an eerie sense of unreality.

After all, if things had gone according to his plans, even in the luckiest scenario, it would only be that his group could just manage to escape amid the chaos.

The whole process was nothing short of a narrow escape from death.

There was no help for it. After all, they were facing the pursuit and blockade of those Pure Yang True Immortals.

But now, no one could have imagined that their way of surviving the extreme joy catastrophe would be... would be so unexpectedly simple and incredible.

His gaze involuntarily turned to the man above, carrying a pure white Immortal Sword on his back, his mouth repeatedly murmuring that familiar yet unfamiliar name:

"Bai Yusheng!"

And beside him.

Zuo Qingtian removed a shattered piece of the Star Banner from his forehead, but during this process, his gaze never shifted and stayed tightly fixed on that figure draped in green robes.

"Qingyun, no, Zhang Jing, how could he be there?

Zuo Qingtian exclaimed in disbelief.