Born with immortal seed

Chapter 853 Self-Destruction of Immortal Foundation
It's not that Lin Feng is ignorant; it's just that very few people would think about the Great Way of Time.

The Immortal Realm is filled with countless extraordinary talents, and every one of the Three Thousand Great Daos has been trodden upon, including the Great Dao of Time.

Apart from the physical body of the Guangyin, no one else can cultivate this great road to a usable level.

Basically, it's the Nascent Soul cultivators getting their hands on the skin of the Transformation Realm cultivators, or the Void Refining Realm cultivators rubbing their skin against the Nascent Soul cultivators.

It's fine to study it behind closed doors, but if someone actually uses it to compete against opponents of the same level, it would be a laughing stock.

What an unwise monk would do such a thing.

The higher one's cultivation level, the deeper one's understanding of the Great Dao, and the less likely one is to think in that direction.

The fact that many cultivators who believed they possessed a talent for time travel wasted their years proves that they should not have any unrealistic expectations of this path.

But when the great river swept over him without his noticing, strangely placing him within it, he realized something was wrong.

This illusory river caused the young Taoist in the green robe to appear and disappear unpredictably within it.

Even with divine sense far exceeding the level of Void Refinement, scanning back and forth, it was impossible to pinpoint the exact location.

That lofty, elusive, and indifferent aura.

Besides the legendary River of Time, what else is there?
"The body of the Radiant Yin? A descendant of the Heavenly Emperor!"

Lin Feng let out a strange cry, all traces of his playful mood vanished, and he immediately unleashed the power of the cave descent.

The phrase "successor of the Heavenly Emperor" carries enough weight.

Those who are associated with Mahayana True Immortals are all extraordinary; their level should never be judged solely by their cultivation level.

If he had known this situation beforehand, he certainly wouldn't have acted so decisively.

Even if we win, there might be hidden dangers later on.

But once the action has begun, there is no time to hesitate; there is only one path: a swift victory.

In this celestial paradise, everyone lived in peace and prosperity, practicing slash-and-burn agriculture, and there was no sign of war or conflict.

It was filled with a peaceful atmosphere, and there was a touch of humanity shining everywhere.

Upon its appearance, even the river of time paused, almost coming to a standstill.

Lin Feng had only seen the naked vagina in books and had a very limited understanding of it.

But he knew that the Dao Court held each Guangyin body so high not to inherit the Heavenly Emperor's will, but simply to pass on the Great Dao of Time.

Rather, once the physical body of the primordial yin is perfected, it can quickly surpass the predecessors on the path of cultivation.

Once they consolidate their combined cultivation level, they will have the strength to threaten the five human race's sons.

This is an irresistible temptation for the Dao Court, which lacks top-tier experts.

Therefore, Lin Feng immediately used the "Cave Heaven Descends" technique, forcing a direct confrontation with his superior cultivation level. This was the most dangerous approach, but also the most effective.

The river of time echoed above the Pool of Merit, its surging flow stirring up the turbulent waters below.

The most majestic and towering Bodhi tree instantly withered and died, turning into ashes.

A new Bodhi tree sprouted in the same spot, lush and vibrant with spring greenery.

In just a few breaths, it grew back to its original height that pierced the clouds.

With this as the center, all Bodhi trees fall into the cycle of decay and prosperity, constantly dying and being reborn.

The profound meaning of time is unprecedented.

The previous attempts to summon the river of time are incomparable to this; their impact on the real world is on a completely different level.

As time flows on, the flourishing and withering of Bodhi trees illuminate the heavens and the three realms, where countless images unfold in different segments of the river of time.

It's not all human scenes; there are also demons and monsters, as well as all sorts of strange alien races.

It is unclear whether this actually happened or is a product of the passage of time.

……

"You're already at the half-step Integration stage. No matter how fast you cultivate, you're not young anymore. I want to see if you can withstand the power of seven Azure Emperor Longevity Swords striking at the same time."

Bai Zichen flicked the Yuan Ying Sword with his finger, and a clear sword sound rose in layers as he unleashed the Azure Emperor Longevity Sword, which had been imbued with power for many years.

The sword contained five longevity sword intents, which, when unleashed together, caused the true meaning of time to surge to its extreme.

Furthermore, the faint river of time within his Qi Sea surged forth, transforming into two longevity sword intents.

In the past, at most three or four Azure Emperor Longevity Swords could be used simultaneously, and the combined sword intent could cause the opponent to fall into the River of Time and endure endless erosion.

In the lower realm, the Asura Ancient Demon, whose strength surpassed his, was slowly worn down and killed over the course of time.

Moreover, the simultaneous use of the seven swords caused the entire mountain stream to shift, resulting in all sorts of incredible phenomena.

There was no need to dodge; what came into view was the vast expanse of time.

"The sword intent of time hastens aging, and there truly is a complete physical body of time in the world... The Dao Court has hidden someone like you, so what is your purpose in sneaking into the Heaven of Separation and Hatred!"

The sword of Zhige blocked the attack, and Lin Feng suddenly stopped. There were no wounds on his body, and no sword light fell on him, but he looked much older.

His temples had turned gray, his breath had become much weaker, and he cried out in utter bewilderment.

With his half-step into the Integration Realm, although he has no real Integration Realm, his Integration Divine Power is enough to be effective when facing someone whose realm is inferior to his own.

Even the sword intent of time shouldn't strike without beginning or end, striking the body out of thin air.

The true meaning of the Great Dao itself plays a role to some extent.

It wasn't until I looked behind me that I realized it was a reflection of my past injuries that was now affecting me in the present. What good would it do to protect myself so thoroughly in the present?

Only then did he realize that this Taoist in green robes had cultivated the Great Dao of Time to an extremely high level, and that his past and future selves were all within his attack range.

It's impossible to defend against; only by truly uniting can one be immune to such methods.

Several sword lights flickered lightly, and nearly a thousand years of lifespan vanished without a trace. His face changed color several times, and he felt so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

Lin Feng was once a renowned genius sword cultivator in the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm, but due to his poor background and having offended a senior expert, he went into hiding and joined another force.

He engaged in all sorts of unsavory and disreputable deeds to earn resources for his spiritual practice, and slowly climbed to his current position. The hardships he endured are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

From a promising young man to his current age of over seven thousand, every step has been meticulously planned.

Originally, he was quite well-off, but suddenly lost a thousand years of lifespan. There is still half a step of the immortal ladder to climb, and who knows how long it will take.

If this happens a few more times, I'll really have to face the despair of my life ending prematurely.

Until this point, he was unaware that the Azure Emperor's Longevity Sword was a time-renewing divine power that could only be activated after a long period of nurturing.

The implication is that Bai Zichen is absolutely recognized as the successor of the Heavenly Emperor, secretly cultivated by the Daoist Court, and the future Celestial Venerable of Immortality.

He exhaled a breath of his true essence, and the cave he had cultivated for seven thousand years rapidly expanded, falling heavily and pressing down on a section of the river of time.

At the same time, he threw out the Zhige Sword, which transformed into a black shadow, causing the long river near the cave to cease to be illusory and transform into the real world.

In this process, those glimmers of humanity also played a significant role.

Every little detail adds a touch of warmth and humanity to the long river of time.

"To be able to withstand such a loss of lifespan is truly remarkable; someone at the Half-Step Integration stage would have been half-dead long ago if they were at the Void Refinement stage... Moreover, by using a desperate move, they managed to hold back the river of time, preventing it from being swept away by the current."

Bai Zichen was secretly alarmed. He knew that the difference between the Fusion Realm and the next level was like heaven and earth, and that they were not even the same kind of race.

After its essence is sublimated, a cultivator who has achieved the Fusion Realm can be regarded as a kind of symbol of the Great Dao.

Because the Great Way brings great power, it is also bound by the Great Way.

He hadn't expected that someone who had only taken a half-step to the fusion stage could withstand the river of time.

He contracted his abdomen and exhaled, as if a cold, chilling sensation swept across the mountain stream. It was the innate, youthful breath that could only be exhaled once every sixty years.

I don't expect to bring Lin Feng down, I only hope to stir up the calm river of time again and make his cavern shake violently.

As for Lin Feng's counterattack, even a casual move was enough to overwhelm Bai Zichen and cost him his life.

But being in the main arena of the River of Time, and using the supernatural power to tread on time, appearing and disappearing at will, even the fiercest attacks would be weakened to the extreme after passing through layers of water.

Occasionally, a sword strike would hit, and the green-robed Taoist's body would shatter, shimmering in the water, revealing that it was merely an empty shell from the past.

After a few moments, Lin Feng felt increasingly powerless, realizing that there was absolutely no chance of victory if things continued this way.

This will set a shameful record of being defeated by a mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator while only at the half-step Integration stage. No, it's not just a defeat, but a complete and utter killing.

"A thousand years of painstaking effort, a thousand years of planning, all turned to nothing... Very well, you are truly very well!"

Lin Feng's voice was filled with anguish, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he slashed his chest with his left hand, tearing open a large gash.

The nascent soul, now semi-solid, leaped into the center of the cave, causing all its acupoints to glow with golden light, as did the cave itself.

To have come this far from being a poor, unaffiliated cultivator, aside from his talent and opportunities, is also due to his decisiveness and his consistently accurate choices at crucial moments.

Realizing that the chances of victory were slim, he hesitated for less than three breaths before using a secret technique to destroy his own immortal foundation.

He spat out the primordial Qi that had been incorporated into the cave, transforming it into terrifying primordial power, which instantly took him a small step closer to true fusion.

It can be said that in the next fifteen minutes, Lin Feng, apart from lacking the corresponding true essence and divine sense, was no different from a Nascent Soul cultivator in terms of his control over the Great Dao.

This move completely destroyed the Primordial Qi he had painstakingly acquired and his achievement of reaching the half-step Integration Realm.

Originally, he only needed a celestial artifact to meet the conditions for breaking through to the fusion stage, establish a celestial foundation, and prepare for the heavenly tribulation.

A thousand years of painstaking effort can be destroyed in an instant; how many cultivators in the world can do that?

Most people don't make a difficult choice until they're completely exhausted and have no other choice.

It is precisely because of this that Lin Feng is particularly terrifying in this state, actually severing the River of Time with a single sword strike, cutting off several tributaries.

Then, with two swords, one on the left and one on the right, they sliced ​​through the obstacles and went straight for the Taoist in the green robe.

His eyes were filled with venomous hatred, as if he wished he could devour him alive and subject him to the most agonizing torment.

He destroyed his immortal foundation and lost his primordial Qi, which took at least two or three thousand years.

In addition, the lifespan that was cut off by the Sword Intent of Time can be considered a great enemy that hinders his path to enlightenment, casting a shadow over his future.

If there was originally a 30% chance of them combining, now it's less than 50%.

Even if one has enough lifespan left, where can one find another piece of primordial Qi?

Their only goal was to capture the Taoist priest in the green robe, hoping to gain something beyond the flying sword that would make up for their losses this time.

Otherwise, even if one obtains two sixth-order flying swords, they are ultimately external possessions, useless to the Great Dao.

(End of this chapter)