Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Following the descent of that tremendous voice, an invisible will pulsed through the vast Dream Illusion World in an instant.

Humming! The heavens, the earth, the mountain ranges, the rivers... Every tangible and intangible object began to emit a continuous resonance, and profound and mysterious energy surged from all directions, one wave after another.

An indescribable and terrifying transformation was occurring at the heart of the Dream Illusion World, no, it should now be called the Huang Liang Realm, and it was ceaselessly spreading to the surroundings.

In the span of a moment, everything in sight became vague and indistinct, sometimes real, sometimes illusory, unpredictable, revealing endless profundity.

"A Huang Liang dream, the real and the unreal become each other, have you finally decided the path you will take? Truly wonderful!"

From the infinite heights of the Thirty-Six Essential Heavenly Realms.

A flicker of surprise and admiration passed through a pair of eyes, blazing like twin suns.

The owner of these eyes was Zhang Jing.

He truly had not expected that his Dream Illusion Dao self would, by a fortunate coincidence during the creation of the Bliss Ghost Market, fully comprehend his own path.

And just as Zhang Jing was reflecting on this.

Below, the Dream Illusion Dao self seemed to sense something, and a slight joy suddenly rose on his otherwise expressionless face.

As if blessed with serendipity.

The Dream Illusion Dao self gently closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, resembling a towering divine peak that supported the heavens.

A voice, like a whisper or a roar, suddenly echoed: "My name is Huang Liang!"

Time passed, of which the duration was unknown.

Huang Liang slowly opened his eyes, a knowing smile spreading across his face.

The next moment.

He slowly extended one hand, clenched and then relaxed his fingers, revealing the Bliss Ghost Market prototype within.

The prototype began to vibrate incessantly for no apparent reason, then shot skyward, growing rapidly in mid-air, and eventually transformed into an expansive architectural complex that stretched for miles.

Having observed all the changes, Huang Liang first nodded in satisfaction, then quickly shook his head.

As if struck by a thought, the corner of his mouth curved upwards, and he murmured to himself with a smile:

"The Bliss Ghost Market, that name doesn't sound very nice, it needs a change. Let's just call it 'Huang Liang Village.' 'A dream of Huang Liang spans long years, all the luck movement of myriad realms shall return to my village.'

"And this arrangement needs to be altered as well."

With that remark.

Above the grand gateway, the name 'Bliss Ghost Market' began to fade away, replaced by the three ancient seal characters for 'Huang Liang Village.'

Upon their appearance, those characters vibrated with layers of terrifying, indefinite, and unreal atmospheres that were unbearable to look at directly.

Meanwhile.

Boom—

Huang Liang Village trembled violently, as the buildings, pagodas, and the wide and narrow streets within shifted positions with astonishing speed.

"Huang Liang Village, that's quite interesting."

At the highest point of the Thirty-Six Essential Heavenly Realms, Zhang Jing murmured softly, and then his gaze swiftly withdrew from Huang Liang and the Huang Liang Village below him.

With things having reached this point, there was no further need for his attention.

After all, Dao Friend Huang Liang was essentially an inherently flawed divine being who had now found his own path, so the matter of Huang Liang Village could be confidently entrusted to him.

His thoughts returned to Qingjing Palace in the present reality.

"Luck movement, if only there was enough of it!"

A flicker of anticipation unwittingly passed through Zhang Jing's eyes.

With a thought, numerous different rays of immortal light flew out from the many treasures floating before him, like swallows returning to their nest, burrowing into those worlds that were still but shadows, turning into divine embryos that then began to absorb nearly endless world forces continuously.

A majestic energy subtly permeated from within these divine embryos.

…

…

Time shifted, and several years passed.

Night was approaching.

As the undisputed center of a million-mile radius and rumored to be backed by the true teachings of the limitless Taiyi Tao Sect, the bustling activity of Spirit Pivot Immortal City remained undiminished.

The din of voices and the ceaseless flow of cultivators filled the air.

In the Hundred Flowers Lane of the southern city, on a corner of a crowded street,

a neatly dressed but somewhat aged Taoist sat on a small stool. Picking his teeth with a bamboo stick he seemed to have pilfered from nowhere, he languidly addressed a man in brocade robes before him:

"Young master, I see your forehead is as dark as night, foreboding imminent disaster. Today, I am in a good mood, and for a mere ten thousand units of luck movement, I can offer you assistance. What do you say?"

"What! Ten thousand, have you gone mad with your desire for luck movement?"

Upon hearing this, the man in brocade couldn't help but widen his eyes, his mouth twitched harshly.

He fell silent for a few moments.

Then, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down, he asked with a curious tone, "Old man, did you just say that I am about to encounter disaster?"

"Indeed."

The elder nodded his head, his expression remaining unchanged, still carrying that lazy demeanor.

"This...."

The man in brocade was momentarily at a loss for words, and a hint of struggle flickered across his face.

He was almost ninety percent certain that this person was a swindler, but for some reason, there was a lingering weird feeling in his heart, as if leaving now would mean missing out on some important opportunity.

Just then,

"Alright, Bei Lin, don't listen to this charlatan's nonsense," another young man in a black cloak quickly approached the man in brocade, patting his shoulder and offering reassurance with a smile: "I'm tired of hearing this kind of patter. Really, those big shots above in Immortal City should take care of this, who knows what kind of people will come to our Spirit Pivot Immortal City."

After saying this,

he looked straight at the elder with disdain, "Hey, is my forehead dark as well? Am I also facing imminent disaster?"

Hearing the mockery in the other's voice, the elder did not become annoyed but simply smiled slightly. His gaze swept across the crowd before him and said nonchalantly, "Indeed, and it's not just you, all of you youngsters—"

At a crucial point, he suddenly fell silent, shaking his head to himself, his eyes exuding an indescribable glint.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Old man, some words are better spoken with caution."

"..."

Upon hearing these words, the others stepped forward to rebuke him.

Some even rolled up their sleeves.

Behind them, a girl dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress, looking somewhat naive, flashed a contemplative expression on her pretty face, her brows tightly furrowed.

"Disaster, is it related to that matter my father mentioned?"

She thought to herself, her mind in turmoil.

While ten thousand units of luck movement was a lot, what if the elder actually possessed some abilities? After all, Spirit Pivot Immortal City was a gathering place for countless formidable individuals, and for all she knew, this man could be one of those legendary figures who toyed with the mortal world.

After much consideration, the scales in the girl's heart began to tip.

Eventually,

she mustered up the courage to hand a crystal jade, bursting with inner celestial light, to the elder and timidly said, "Old sir, contained within this is the ten thousand units of luck movement that you asked for."

Seeing this, the rest had a momentary change in expression, and soon started persuading her:

"Cai Zhi, have you lost your mind? This guy is obviously targeting us young folk, deceiving us with his act. By doing this, aren't you just boosting this old man's arrogance?"

"Exactly, I bet he's laughing at us inside right now."

Another girl shot the elder a fierce glance before turning to the girl in the goose-yellow dress and scoldingly said.

The sound buzzed in her ears.

The initially hesitant young man began to look even more conflicted.

Suddenly, a meaningful voice resonated, capturing everyone's attention: "This is a Huang Liang Talisman, activate it at the child hour. The solution to your disaster lies within."

They couldn't help but follow the sound.

They saw the elder ignore everyone else's remarks, simply taking the crystal jade the girl offered, and with a tap of his finger, a crumpled yellow talisman instantly appeared in the girl's palm.