Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

"How is it that a race so aflicted by the seven emotions and six desires can produce so many great beings?"

The young man seemed to think of something, a hint of displeasure on his face slowly vanished, replaced by a thick layer of confusion.

He truly could not understand.

Logically speaking, such an inherently weak race, if placed in the Endless Ruins Abyss, would certainly be the lowest of the low, doomed to be enslaved until death.

But this was the Human Race!

A powerful race that even within the Endless Ruins Abyss held a prestigious name.

This race had produced far too many terrifying beings.

As far as he knew, the Mysterious Yellow World in which he currently resided once buried countless Ruins Demon Gods eons ago.

It was said that even the great Dominators had suffered major losses at the hands of the Dao Masters of the Human Race in this world, subsequently falling into a slumber that lasted endless aeons.

Now they had been resurrected.

That was why he had come to this extremely dangerous Mysterious Yellow World.

Under the will of the Dominators of the Ruins Abyss, the flames of war were about to be reignited, and the Ruins were destined to swallow this great world whole.

This time, nothing could stop it!

Not even those grand and immortal Dao Masters of the Human Race.

Because of the Seventh—

As if thinking of some taboo, 'Tang Xiaofeng' involuntarily shivered, then began violently shaking his head in a fervent attempt to empty his mind.

Moments later.

The breathing in the room gradually stabilized.

'Tang Xiaofeng' suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of terror flashing through them.

"I must be insane, why would I think of that revered one's taboo name? Could it be that since arriving in the Mysterious Yellow World I've become too complacent?"

He muttered to himself in fear, as if just the thought of that being's name could bring about dire consequences beyond prediction.

The words had barely left his mouth.

Immediately after, 'Tang Xiaofeng' seemed to sense something, his eyebrows furrowed sharply, then he turned his head, his gaze piercing through layers of obstructions to look in the direction of Chongfu Square.

There lay one of Lingshu Fairy City's top Immortal Way powers.

He could clearly sense that his Demonic Insect Servants sent to that place were dying one after another at an accelerating rate.

"Demonic Insect Servants are a secret method of the Demon Gods, capable of engulfing Ruins Demonic Miasma, with abilities to shield against world perception and repel the operation of Dao Principles. Logically, with Lingshu Fairy City's cultivators at most in the Unity Realm Stage, with legacies that are ordinary among the Human Race, they should never manage this extent."

"Unless..."

"The fellows from the Taiyi Infinite Dao Sect! Tch, Zhang Jing, have you finally lost your patience and taken action? Very well, very well, it seems the reward from the great Sir Angel Kui will belong to me."

"Just wait!"

'Tang Xiaofeng's voice was hoarse, and a glint of extreme excitement suddenly burst forth from the depths of his eyes.

As he spoke.

A subtle yet overwhelmingly oppressive and terrifying presence flashed briefly within the room.

Dao Principle Stage!

Feathering Stage!

This presence appeared suddenly and kept growing non-stop, only slowing down a little when it reached the ultimate limit of the Feathering Stage, but it did not stop advancing.

It was just half a step away from leaping forward to become a Pure Yang Spiritual Being.

Hiss hiss!

Cold and bloodthirsty hissing filled the room.

Behind 'Tang Xiaofeng,' a towering shadow of a thousand-zhang-long pitch-black serpent emerged faintly, its body made up of millions of Demonic Insects woven together, howling towards the heavens.

These Demonic Insects writhed and swirled, their morphing into faces of pain, excitement, and indifference, each emitting an overpowering aura of resentment.

Sinister and dangerous!

...

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Meanwhile,

Chongfu Square, once bustling with activity, now resembled a city of the dead.

The sturdy ground, constructed of Black Scaled Immortal Stone and capable of withstanding the bombardment of Divine Skills from those in the Dharma Phase Realm, began to tremble non-stop amidst the sharp blasts and anguished roars, as hideous cracks spread wildly.

Within the teetering houses, anxious and uneasy gazes unanimously turned towards the center of Chongfu Square.

That was where the renowned Surging Waves Council was located.

However, at this moment, that splendid location was shrouded in a thick aura of killing intent.

A ghastly light streaked across the sky.

The next moment, a monstrous insect hovering in mid-air, spewing red smoke ceaselessly, suddenly froze, and then one small hole after another began to appear on its slippery body, ejecting a great amount of black gas.

Boom! The corpse of the insect fell heavily to the ground and disappeared in an instant.

The ninety-fourth one!

Yan Xi's lips uncontrollably curved upwards, showing none of the composure befitting an elder of his clan.

"With these few added, the deal with Huang Liang Village will be complete. Fate is truly fickle, who could have imagined that what was once a calamitous disaster would transform into such a tremendous fortune?"

Yan Xi's face was filled with emotion.

And at the heart of it all was none other than the mysterious Huang Liang Village.

He had no idea which inconceivable being stood behind Huang Liang Village, nor did he understand why they were hostile towards the strange demonic insects ravaging Lingshu Fairy City, to the point of actually entering the fray to assist him in hunting the enemy.

But what he did know was that the gaming between the forces involved was surely far beyond his imagination.

The reason was none other than this: here lies Lingshu Fairy City.

Regaining his composure,

Hu hu—

Yan Xi exhaled a breath laden with turbidity.

Even though he had successfully ascended to the Harmonized Dao Realm with the help of a prominent figure from Huang Liang Village, the gap between him and that level was still vast, and it would be a vain effort to think too much or know too much.

The one and only path before him was to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to attain as much great destiny and fortune as possible within Huang Liang Village.

His thoughts returned to the present.

"All this must be credited to Yan Zhan and his daughter Yan Caizhi—they are truly the lucky stars of the Yan family."

A glint flashed in Yan Xi's eyes as he quickly focused his attention on the remaining six demonic insects nearby, excitement flickering through his gaze that he could barely suppress.

However, in an instant, wisps of icy cold Dao Principle fluctuations began to permeate around him.

With a single wave of his hand, the White Bone Nail flew out from his palm once more, transforming into a piercing beam of white light that streaked straight towards the few demonic insects across from him.

The whole sequence of actions appeared relaxed and easy, lacking the previous awkwardness and tension he had faced the first time he encountered the demonic insects at the Yan family's territory.

Time trickled past.

The red smoke cleared.

The Surging Waves Council's station was dead silent.

Before long, the sound of light, quick footsteps grew from faint to loud, rapidly approaching the main gate of the station.

Tap tap!

Yan Xi, his mouth wide in a grin, walked step by step towards the outside from within. However, the next moment, his form suddenly halted, and he furrowed his brow.

"Who are you, child, and how dare you come here?" he asked suspiciously.

Following Yan Xi's gaze, there stood a youth of about seventeen or eighteen years of age, blocking his path.

"How could a mere Harmonized Dao Realm Itinerant Cultivator see through the disguise of my Demonic Insect Servants?" 'Tang Xiaofeng' asked wearily, his words laced with curiosity.