Born with immortal seed

Chapter 292 The Fellow Disciples Join Forces to Show Their Power
The two bone spurs on the White Bone Immortal's arm transformed into a white bone chain and a white bone flying sword, both of which had invisible fluctuations that locked onto their targets and appeared directly across a range of a thousand feet.

At the same time, a white bone golden pill throbbed wildly in his chest, composed of countless bone fragments, which established a connection between this huge skeletal frame and the mysterious underworld.

As long as the Golden Elixir remains intact, there will be an inexhaustible supply of True Essence.

With both hands clasped together, a giant skeletal hand descended from the air, forming a bone prison.

Meanwhile, the surviving disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect poured jars of essence blood into the Hundred Ghost Banner. The blood of these blood vessels consisted of third-tier demonic beasts or Core Formation cultivators, which had been preserved through special means.

hiss!
The banner was torn apart, and the Indigo Demon King ripped the banner open and descended upon the world.

The evil spirit casually grabbed a few Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators nearby, stuffed them into its mouth, and ate and drank heartily, chewing with great relish.

"You wicked demon king, why don't you follow me to kill the enemy!"

The White Bone Immortal was multitasking, silently reciting the incantation passed down in his sect to activate the evil spirits on the Hundred Ghost Banner.

This evil demon king is one of the thirty-four demon kings of the underworld in legend, born from the evil thoughts of all living beings.

The Demon King that appeared in the human world at this time could not possibly be the real body. It was merely a demon formed from the accumulation of thousands of years of refining by the Hundred Demon Banner, which attracted a wisp of the Demon King's spirit.

Even so, this ghost king's strength far surpasses that of an ordinary Core Formation Perfected ghost cultivator.

The Demon King turned its three heads, and each of its six arms manifested a demonic treasure, all formed from demonic energy.

Six beams of demonic light shot from his eyes, like six sharp swords piercing through space.

Faced with this situation, Master Ge Cang remained calm and composed. He stretched out his thin hands and pressed them directly towards the bone chains and the bone flying sword.

Click!Click!
Chains bound his left hand, while the flying sword was held in his right. Both hands were now shimmering with a five-colored crystalline hue, resembling glass.

The two hands collided forcefully, breaking the chain into several loops and shattering the flying sword.

Master Ge Cang's hands were completely unharmed, without a single scratch. He turned around and punched the overwhelming bone prison into countless pieces.

At the same time, he blinked his right eye, and a lightning dragon flew out, extinguishing the demonic light from the Demon King.

With a roar, the Thunder Dragon attracted hundreds of divine lightning bolts to its body, growing several times larger as it flew towards the Demon King.

"Master Yan, Lianyu, if you don't act now, when will you?"

Master Baigu had already overestimated Master Gecang's strength by a great deal, but he found that he was still underestimating him.

He risked becoming a non-human, non-ghost puppet by venturing into the underworld's coffin to transform himself into a true demon of white bones, thus attaining the perfected Core Formation cultivation.

But when they actually clashed, they discovered that Ge Cang Zhenren had also broken through to the peak of the Core Formation stage.

In addition, the innate Qian Yuan Divine Thunder Net has a natural advantage over demonic cultivators. Even with the combined efforts of Bai Gu Zhenren and Duo E Gui Wang, they were on the verge of being suppressed by Ge Cang Zhenren.

At the same time, he held a bone whistle in his hand, ready to blow it at any moment.

"After Senior Brother Ge broke through to the peak of Core Formation, he seems to have become much stronger..."

This kind of strengthening is all-encompassing, not just in terms of lightning techniques or physical body; only cultivators of the same level can experience it.

Bai Zichen originally thought that his strength should be on par with that of his senior brother Ge Cang, but now he realized that he might be slightly inferior to his senior brother Ge Cang, who had reached the peak of Core Formation.

While the Divine Thunder Net's effectiveness against demonic cultivators gave it a clear advantage, it was far from being Ge Cang Zhenren's strongest weapon.

"Fellow Daoist White Bone, do not worry, I am coming."

The Fairy of Compassion threw out a square handkerchief, which spun to the size of a table and flew into the air, landing several feet in diameter.

After unleashing her magic weapon, she actually took two steps back.

The divine power of Ge Cang Zhenren filled her with fear. Although so many Core Formation Realm cultivators working together could indeed kill Ge Cang, his counterattack before his death could take away at least two or three people.

Fairy Lianyu didn't have any defensive treasures to save her life in that situation. It would have been better for her to play it safe and fish in troubled waters.

"Impressive technique. Even the True Monarchs of the Five Thunder Sect are no more skilled in thunder magic than this..."

Yan Rulong praised it, then with a flick of his wrist, a magical inkstone flew out with a whoosh, and he took out a brush, dipped it in ink, and lightly touched it.

As the brush moved, black fences appeared in the air, trapping Master Ge Cang within them.

The two cultivators in long robes and hoods exchanged a glance. One of them took out a talisman, exhaled a breath of medicinal energy, and the talisman instantly ignited.

The talisman treasure that a Core Formation True Person would treat with such care is certainly not an ordinary magic weapon, but a true talisman treasure peeled off from a spiritual treasure.

If a cultivator, before passing away, spares no effort and disregards the damage to their magical artifacts, it is quite normal for them to strip away the power of their magical artifacts to create three to five talismanic treasures.

True talismans, because they contain 40% of the power of magic treasures, can only be separated into one at most.

Furthermore, the damage caused to the magic weapon itself was extremely severe.

Using spiritual treasures as objects to create true talisman treasures is what gives a Nascent Soul Grandmaster who possesses several spiritual treasures the confidence to do so.

Ordinary sects would probably elevate spiritual treasures to the heavens, but they would never risk downgrading them by doing something as short-sighted as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Only Nascent Soul cultivators have enough resources to be willing to do this.

After all, spiritual treasures can only be fully utilized in the hands of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, while true talisman treasures can be perfectly replicated by a Core Formation True Person or even a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The elder of the Holy Lotus Sect pointed his hand, and hundreds of golden rays flew out from the True Talisman Treasure, causing countless feathers to fall from the sky.

Each point of golden light is a flying needle; this true talisman treasure actually comes from a set of flying needle-type spiritual treasures.

"Ge Cang, you've finally met your match... I'll avenge your crippled hand a hundred years from now!"

Mu Daoren gritted his teeth, feeling both ruthless and jealous towards Ge Cang Zhenren, who was younger than him.

In the past, people would keep their hatred to themselves, not daring to seek revenge, and had to pretend to be magnanimous and indifferent.

Now that he finally had the chance to personally kill Ge Cang Zhenren, his hands trembled with excitement.

A bronze cauldron was brought out, and as soon as it was struck for the first time, an indescribable, cold and beautiful moonlight swept across it.

Mu Dao stammered, and a huge head with a hood flew up, while the unmanned bronze cauldron fell, crashing to the ground with a loud bang.

"What a treasure! As expected of the Flying Sword of Life, it can completely understand what I'm thinking with just a thought..."

Bai Zichen appeared on the other side of Xiaoluo Mountain, originally intending to kill the Core Formation cultivator who activated the True Talisman Treasure.

However, given their positions, Mu Daoren was closer to him, and he hadn't even used any protective magic treasures. In front of a sword cultivator like him, he was essentially an undefended target.

With the speed of a fourth-order flying sword, not to mention Mu Daoren's mere early-stage Core Formation cultivation, even the reaction speed of several cultivators whose cultivation was much stronger than his was a beat slower.

He transformed into a moonlit sword light, instantly turning into a wisp of sword thread upon contacting the enemy, swiftly killing a Core Formation cultivator.

The burst of sword energy had already turned Mu Daoren's body into chaos, saving him the trouble of finishing him off.

"To deal with this person, we don't even need to reveal our sword-forging-to-silk level... However, it's better to be overconfident and deal more damage than to be left hanging by a thread and rescued."

Bai Zichen glanced at the storage bag on Mu Daoren's corpse with a hint of regret. In pursuit of efficiency and safety, he didn't even bother to sweep away the spoils with a sword.

It might only be a snap of the fingers slower, but after recognizing the cultivation levels of six Core Formation cultivators at close range, no amount of caution was too much.

In particular, the elder leading the group is a Core Formation Perfection cultivator of the same level as Ge Cang Zhenren. Even if his strength is slightly inferior, he should not be underestimated.

Once you get entangled with such a person, and with so many Core Formation cultivators around, you'll fall into the encirclement that Master Ge Cang has specifically warned you to avoid.

"A sword cultivator at the mid-stage of Core Formation, you must be Bai Zichen... What makes Qingfeng Sect so special as to have two disciples like you?"

Yan Rulong exclaimed in amazement and reached out to take out a calligraphy copybook.

Originally intending to turn around and take him down, he continued to wield his brush after being startled by the White Bone Immortal's shout.

At the same time, the calligraphy book was unfolded, and huge characters flew out, lined up in a row, each character containing awe-inspiring power.

This is a piece of calligraphy by a Nascent Soul True Monarch, which he has carried close to his body for hundreds of years. It has been imbued with the aura of righteousness and has acquired incredible supernatural powers.

Although it has not been formally refined, it can exert power equivalent to a third-tier secret treasure in the hands of Confucian and Taoist cultivators.

"Zheng'er, you guys surround him, don't let him get away!"

The five Core Formation cultivators from the Heavenly Principle Sect each occupied a corner, slowly approaching.

Faced with a terrifying swordsman who could instantly kill them, the group abandoned their previous arrogance and put aside their pride as disciples of the Central Region.

They unanimously chose to join forces, unleashing countless magical weapons and clashing swords, employing the methods trained in their sects for dealing with powerful sword cultivators, and suppressing even the moonlight.

With the powerful sword-cultivation sect Five Phoenix Sword Sect as its neighbor, even before any conflict occurred, the Heavenly Principle Sect considered it its hypothetical enemy.

They had conducted countless special training sessions for sword cultivators, focusing on how to maximize their numerical advantage to bridge the gap between themselves and powerful sword cultivators.

At this moment, the Heavenly Principle Sect launched its main attack with two late-stage Core Formation cultivators, while Le Zheng was in the center, and two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators provided cover and finished off the enemy.

In an instant, a well-organized offensive was formed, with magic weapons, flying swords, and talismans arranged in a specific order. This not only did not weaken the destructive power of the magic weapons, but also enhanced each other.

For a moment, Bai Zichen could only retract the Moon Whirlwind Sword, circling it to create an impenetrable defense around himself.

When the White Bone Immortal saw that the Demon King had one of his arms torn off by the True Man Ge Cang, he wailed in agony.

Then, Ge Cang Zhenren appeared, his feet crackling with lightning, and he held a lightning-struck wooden staff, knocking away hundreds of gilded flying needles one by one.

"Ge Cang, I've severed your lightning magic. Let's see what you can do to keep going!"

The White Bone Immortal could no longer bear it, so he raised his bone whistle and blew it hard, causing the whistle to shatter into pieces.

This bone whistle was made from a small piece of bone from a fourth-tier demon beast, the Thunder-Swallowing Whale. Once activated, it can absorb all the lightning within a hundred miles.

It was considered quite ordinary among the treasures left behind by the Ghost Spirit Sect, but it was equivalent to a top-tier treasure when dealing with Ge Cang Zhenren.

The phantom of the Thunder-Swallowing Whale that appeared in the air was hundreds or even thousands of feet long. With a sudden inhale, it swallowed the surging sea of ​​thunder.

With a satisfied burp, the Thunder Whale swayed its body and began to swim swiftly near Xiaoluo Mountain.

As soon as any lightning-type spiritual energy appears in this space, it is completely devoured.

Ge Cang Zhenren's Qian Tian Yuan Yang Divine Thunder Net instantly became like a tree without roots, making it extremely difficult to even use.

(End of this chapter)