Born with immortal seed

Chapter 852 Uninvited Guest

The difficulties of cultivating external avatars vary from person to person.

But the biggest concern is that it might develop independent thoughts and try to turn the tables and trample the original owner underfoot.

Such events have occurred countless times in the Immortal Realm.

Every cultivator who cultivates an external avatar is repeatedly warned by their master or elders not to lose their vigilance.

It is necessary to frequently refine and assimilate the clones. Allowing the clones to be too far away from the original body for too long is a major taboo.

At best, it will lead to betrayal, causing instability in one's realm and a significant drop in strength.

In severe cases, the primary and secondary roles are reversed, with the original spirit imprisoned and the incarnation taking the lead.

The Yellow Springs Gourd grew in the Shaohua Grotto, nurtured and developed by the grotto, and could only ripen and fall when it merged with Bai Zichen, naturally possessing an extraordinary intimacy.

It is not much different from the parts separated from the body, so it will not suffer a backlash like other incarnations if one is not careful.

"It's a pity that I've left the Daoist court. It won't be easy to obtain a top-tier avatar technique. I wonder if I'll have the opportunity in the future to use my status as a successor of the Jingming Sect to curry favor with some of the patriarchs..."

Bai Zichen was lost in thought when suddenly the celestial phenomena above the cave changed dramatically, with the clear and turbid becoming indistinguishable and the yin and yang in disarray.

Giant rocks floated in the air, clouds covered the ground, and everything was turned upside down.

The Bodhi tree's branches and leaves rustled, and the Merit Pool was filled with resentment, as if some enormous creature was about to break in and burst the mountain stream.

"What influence could possibly affect my grotto-heaven through the mountain stream..."

This method is appalling.

According to the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword, even the Heartless Sword Immortal, with his cultivation level, could not penetrate the mountain stream shrouded by innate magnetic essence.

"There shouldn't be any fusion in the Heaven of Separation and Hatred. Who could possibly do that?"

Bai Zichen hurriedly left the cave, only to be horrified to discover that the once quiet innate magnetic ore vein had suddenly become chaotic.

That terrifying magnetic energy almost crushed him to the ground.

Fortunately, his eight immortal bones lit up one after another, preventing him from embarrassing himself and falling.

“What a great place! There’s a primordial magnetic mineral vein hidden in the Heaven of Separation, which I’m afraid has never been discovered before… Wait, someone has already gotten there first.”

The young man in black approached, sword in hand, blocking all the innate magnetic energy in front of him, and said in surprise.

"You're only at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm, how did you get in here? Never mind, you probably won't tell the truth. I'll find out everything once I've refined you into a spirit puppet."

"From this perspective, although this trip took hundreds of years, it was not a loss at all. The innate magnetic ore vein alone made up for it... Once it is refined, it will be comparable to a rare treasure of the Purple Mansion!"

Bai Zichen took a step back. Although he didn't recognize this person, he knew how formidable he was.

The twelve flying swords had completely protected him, their light crisscrossing, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

Even if he was at the peak of the Void Refinement stage, Qin Wulie, who was at the same level, was still defeated by him.

But the fact that he was able to cross the innate magnetic vein and enter the mountain stream unscathed means that the black-clad youth was stronger than both the Heartless Sword Immortal and Qin Wulie. At least those two wouldn't have been able to enter on their own.

Alternatively, they might possess a treasure on par with the Supreme Pure Micro Sword Box, coupled with a perfected Void Refinement cultivation level, which would exponentially increase their threat level.

'Moreover, his aura was even more profound and deep than Qin Wulie's, possessing a hint of unfathomable depth…'

No one who had reached the Void Refinement stage could evoke this feeling in Bai Zichen, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

"A junior sword cultivator who's just learning formations, yet he's quite wealthy. It's strange that there's no one like you among the younger generation in the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm..."

The young man in black's eyes lit up; he was more pleased than surprised.

If they are sword cultivators from the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm or direct disciples of major sects, they will definitely be on the kill list this time and will not be let go.

Since I haven't seen him, I guess he's either a poor, wandering cultivator with extraordinary good fortune, or the successor of a reclusive master.

In any case, it means that killing this kid will grant access to a large number of flying swords and the secret of the innate magnetic ore vein.

Until this moment, Lin Feng still thought the other party was a cultivator who was born and raised in this place and had been hiding in the mountain stream to cultivate.

While evading the search of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion cultivators and concealing his presence, he happened to discover clues about the Innate Yuan Magnetic Mine Vein.

With the ability to reach the half-step Integration Realm, as long as one is careful, one is already capable of finding a safe route hidden beneath the innate primordial magnetic essence.

"I'll let you die knowing why. The murderer is Zhi Ge Jian Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng slashed his strangely shaped flying sword downwards, the sword light disappearing without a trace, almost blending seamlessly into the entire space.

The hilt and blade are unusually evenly divided, and the horizontal slash causes the sword intent to dissipate directly.

"Stopping war is the true path to peace..."

Bai Zichen was shocked. The sword intent in his hand had been gathering, transforming from a tiny spark into the true meaning of destruction, the end of the universe.

Before it was even fully activated, the twelve sword intents withered away and reverted to ordinary sword intents.

They could no longer be perfectly combined to unleash the ultimate destructive sword technique.

"There really is such a great Dao in the world, capable of extinguishing a person's fighting spirit and rendering their supernatural powers ineffective..."

The Dao Extinction Sword lost its effectiveness; ninety percent of its power was gone.

Apart from the two sixth-tier flying swords, the rest of the flying swords were easily defeated and flew out like kites with broken strings.

He was struck as if by lightning, making a series of cracking sounds as his bones snapped, and he crashed to the ground like a tattered sack.

Clearly, Qin Wulie's combat power was not on the same level. Under the crushing force of the Great Dao, everyone who stood in his way was crushed into dust.

Even though his true essence was no different from that of a perfected Void Refinement cultivator, the subtle mystical power of the Half-Step Integration Realm still set him apart from the likes of Qin Wulie.

Although the other party was unknown and might be cultivating inside a primordial magnetic vein, he must be extraordinary. Lin Feng used a great divine power as soon as he made a move, causing all things to cease fighting and the world to stop war.

He was still haunted by the fact that his primordial spirit was injured by the final counterattack of the One Heart Sword before its death.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I might accidentally cause a disaster.

“Apart from the Sword Elder, all the others in the Earthly Immortal Realm who follow the path of sword formations are all show and no substance… No matter how many flying swords you have, they can't match my single-minded focus. One swing of my sword will shatter your sword formation.”

Lin Feng said this, but his gaze was still burning with undisguised fervor as he looked at the Ziwei Xuanlei Sword and the Xiwang Jinmu Sword.

As a sword cultivator, who wouldn't love a high-level flying sword?

He came from humble beginnings, and if he hadn't obtained the ancient immortal treasure, even this Zhige Sword would have been a luxury, and he would never have achieved what he has today.

"go with!"

Full of confidence, he took out a blood-stained gold talisman, blew on it, and let it float down to the other person's forehead, intending to lock their primordial spirit and soul.

Lin Feng will be able to slowly transform it into a spirit puppet by using his golden needle technique later.

She retains at least 80% of her strength from her previous life, along with all her memories, so she wouldn't hide anything from her master.

Lin Feng obtained three copies of this Spirit Puppet Golden Talisman in the cave that day, and it can only be used on cultivators at the peak of the Void Refinement stage.

The prerequisite is that the person has no power to resist, and their mind is open, allowing outsiders to come and go freely in their sea of ​​consciousness.

If Lin Feng hadn't immediately recognized that this sword cultivator harbored many secrets, he truly wouldn't have been willing to use the last piece of the Spirit Puppet Golden Talisman.

Each spirit puppet provided him with significant assistance.

Zheng!
The two sixth-order flying swords that had been lying there quietly jumped up, spontaneously protecting their master, and slashed at the golden talisman.

"It's like an ant trying to shake a tree. How could a mere sword spirit possibly withstand my talisman?"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, giving him an imposing presence.

The secret art of spirit puppetry was passed down from ancient immortals. Even if the puppet sects in the current Earth Immortal Realm can make seventh-order puppets, very few people are still pursuing the path of using humans as puppets.

The golden talisman itself is of the same quality as a sixth-tier magic weapon, and is not afraid of weapons.

The next moment, the two swords cheered and emitted a light, crisp sound as they were once again held in one's hand.

The surging lightning and chilling golden wind worked together to firmly suppress the golden talisman, pinning it in mid-air and rendering it unable to move.

"What a magnificent divine power! What a half-step into the Integration Realm!"

Bai Zichen spat out a mouthful of foul blood and stood up again.

The shattered limbs and bones miraculously reconnected and came back to life.

His face regained its color and was no longer ashen.

After ascending to immortality, he had seen all sorts of powerful figures, and even when he was at the Nascent Soul stage, he had never been so easily defeated by someone at the Void Refinement stage.

With just one blow, he was brought to the brink of death.

That feeling of being infinitely insignificant in the face of the will of Heaven, of being crushed with a mere flick of the wrist, has not returned for a very, very long time.

Even the strongest cultivators at the Void Refinement stage have their limits and cannot reach such a level.

Only a powerful being who has attained the Great Dao and transcends all living beings could possess such might.

If they were truly combined, a single finger would be enough to kill Bai Zichen ten times over, leaving no time for him to use any trump cards.

Even a wisp of one's primordial spirit can only dream of reincarnation.

When the Great Dao presses down, even the primordial spirit will be ground into dust and return to nothingness.

Bai Zichen was critically injured by Lin Feng's sword strike imbued with the power of the Great Dao.

He could still hold on to his last breath and activate the Undying Cave True Bone.

Once the Immortal Bone activates, it immediately reshapes the physical body, completely eradicating the injuries.

This proves that it wasn't a true fusion, and the power of the Great Dao didn't trace back; otherwise, even if it had a different physical body, it would still be affected.

This is what the jade slips and ancient texts refer to as the half-step into the fusion stage!

But for cultivators like these, with the path to immortality within reach, what in the world is more important than ascending the ladder to immortality?

They all live in seclusion, constantly refining their Qi, hoping that even the slightest bit of success in the final step will be achieved.

There is not a single instance among the hundreds or thousands of half-step fusion cultivators who would leave midway to do other things.

Bai Zichen no longer hesitated, knowing that this was the strongest opponent he had faced since embarking on his cultivation journey.

Daring not to hold back any longer, he exhaled deeply and drew the Yuan Ying Sword from his bosom.

"What a sword cultivator who cultivates both physical and spiritual training! His physical prowess must be at the level of rebirth through blood!"

Lin Feng exclaimed in approval, "It would be strange if any cultivator who could appear here didn't have some hidden trump card or supernatural power."

Sword cultivators are always deeply devoted to their swords and have little time to spare for physical cultivation, which is the most demanding of all.

Refining Void for over ten thousand years seems like a lot, but for a genius aspiring to break through to the Integration stage, there aren't many days when they can relax.

If you get even slightly distracted, you might find that when it comes to refining your understanding of the Dao at the last moment, there simply isn't enough time.

What good is being able to live again? I'll just slash left and right with my sword again.

The essence and vital energy of a mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator can withstand several more body reconstructions.

Just by looking up, I heard the sound of rushing water coming from somewhere, as if a magical river was enveloping the entire mountain stream.

"What a strange manifestation of a grotto-heaven... No, it's the legendary River of Time!"

For the first time, Lin Feng lost his composure, his eyes narrowed to slits, and he jumped up.

(End of this chapter)