Born with immortal seed

Chapter 860 Bloodline Awakening

The Lieque Treasure was left behind by an ancient immortal who called himself Lieque. After being refined countless times by absorbing the five metal elements of heaven and earth, it was then sealed into an array flag using a secret technique.

As long as one follows the specific incantation, anyone with the cultivation level of Nascent Soul can activate it, because the true essence of the envoy only serves as a trigger.

What is truly depleted is the metal energy sealed within the flag, which can transform into various ancient metal treasures with numerous wondrous uses.

Therefore, the array flags are used at most once every hundred years, and they must be offered high-grade mineral veins on ordinary days to ensure that the treasure's original source is not damaged.

Bai Zichen waved the array flag in his hand, and a golden ring flew out, no thicker than an arm.

It can be sensed that with just a thought, it can grow to a hundred feet tall, which can be used to protect oneself or to attack enemies.

Jin Huanwei could barely be considered a Void Refinement cultivator, but he was rigid and inflexible.

All the ancient treasures, when unleashed, are faintly connected by aura, and can be pieced together into a supreme treasure of the gold element, unleashing a destructive power approaching that of a rare treasure from the Purple Palace.

However, after the attack, the five metal essences within the Lieque Treasure will be completely exhausted, and it will be unusable for at least several thousand years.

Elder Tang is not the master; he was merely borrowed from the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance and does not have the authority to use it to that extent.

Moreover, without the cooperation of several temporary cultivators, it would be impossible for them to have that tacit understanding to fuse and amplify the power of the ancient treasure.

After waiting for several hours, the Yuan Yuan did not appear. Instead, it attracted several fifth-order ancient beasts that licked the golden threads on the ground.

Clearly, they were also lured by the Emperor's Dew and unknowingly stepped into the encirclement.

The group remained calm and composed, letting the ancient beasts, as large as hills, sway back and forth.

The golden threads were numerous and scattered, and it would take several days to lick them all off. The ancient beasts, not being very intelligent, gradually relaxed their guard.

Half an hour later, the sky suddenly darkened, accompanied by a loud bang, and one of the ancient beasts on the field disappeared.

Looking up, a long-legged city appeared, each step like a muffled thunderclap, shaking the earth.

As they got closer, they realized it wasn't a city, but a giant beast with a mouth full of sharp teeth and a back covered in spikes, chewing on the ancient mountain beast, with blood flowing from its mouth like a rain of blood.

This is our target: the sixth-tier ancient beast, the Yuan Yuan!
The remaining ancient beasts could no longer stand, and lay prostrate on the ground, trembling like sieves.

Among ancient beasts, the suppression of those in higher positions over those in lower positions is more pronounced than the difference in cultivation levels between cultivators.

Without even lifting a finger, their mere aura was enough to make low-level ancient beasts foam at the mouth and completely lose their fighting ability.

Yuan Yuan was like a king, surveying his territory, and every step he took caused the earth to tremble.

It was not simply a matter of stomping with tremendous force, but rather a vibration that connected with the earth's veins, carrying the entire earth's crust and transmitting shockwaves from the depths of the earth's core.

Among those who had been lying in ambush, the few with lower cultivation levels were already deathly pale, their blood and true essence churning with the tremors.

Fortunately, Tang Wu's concealment formation was extremely advanced and could not be detected by the ancient beast's spiritual sense.

Only after the Yuan Yuan opened its massive, knife-like mouth and sucked up a whole patch of the Emperor's Dew from the ground did a loud shout rang out.

"Do it!"

Tang Wu is an anomaly in the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm. He does not cultivate the way of the sword, but instead becomes obsessed with cloud and mist magic.

He was extremely proficient in all kinds of techniques, including cloud-escaping magic, mist illusions, and radiant light magic, and could be called a master of this art.

At this moment, he unleashed his full power, holding a bronze mirror in each palm, and hundreds of rays of light shot out simultaneously, striking the top of the Yuan Yuan's head.

However, the Yuan Yuan merely shook its head, leaving behind a few charred spots. This injury was nothing compared to the ancient beast's massive body.

Using this as a signal, the seven cultivators holding the Lieque Secret Treasure Array simultaneously activated the array flags, and seven dazzling golden magic treasures flew into the sky, their rays shining brighter than the sun.

Golden ring, golden bottle, golden knife, golden sword, golden boat, golden umbrella, golden book...

The seven treasures flew wildly in the sky, their first target not being the Yuan Yuan, but the ground beneath its feet.

The soil rapidly transformed into diamond-like ground, affecting an area spanning hundreds or even thousands of miles.

This action was not only to prevent the Yuan Yuan from using its earth-遁 (earth-遁) ability, but also to isolate this ancient beast from the earth.

Otherwise, as an ancient earth-elemental beast, it could draw power endlessly from the depths of the earth, and recover quickly from even the most severe injuries.

"You wicked beast, today is the day you submit!"

Tang Sen's hair and beard stood on end as he spat out a sword pellet, its blade flashing coldly as he slashed straight down.

The purest and sharpest sword intent slashed a long mark on the turtle's back, sparks flying everywhere.

Since entering the Seven Treasures Immortal Realm, I have seen countless sword cultivators, but there are very few cultivators who still follow this most traditional path.

They often acquire the true essence of other great principles and integrate it with their sword techniques in order to reach a higher level and develop their abilities more quickly.

Killing the Yuan Yuan was Tang Sen's paramount task.

It can bring about a miraculous recovery from near death and allow one to live for another thousand years.

It can also support the family and sustain them until the birth of the new Void Refinement cultivator, thus ensuring the Tang family's position in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

The turtle winced in pain and suddenly turned its body, revealing that the back of its shell was almost split in two.

I really don't know what methods were used to almost break a sixth-tier ancient beast, which is known for its strong defense, in two, and why it hasn't healed even after so long.

Once activated, the Lieque Secret Treasure requires little attention and will be propelled forward by the essence of the five metals.

Of course, apart from those two Void Refinement cultivators, it would be good enough if the others could take care of the area in front of them.

Without expending much true energy, one can transform into a divine body to participate in the encirclement and killing of top-tier sixth-order ancient beasts, but the mental and spiritual burden is immense.

Bai Zichen only displayed strength consistent with his own level, manipulating the golden ring to smash the Yuan Yuan's weak points, and did not stand out among the group.

However, the Yuan Yuan's weak points are only relatively weak compared to its tortoise shell. Even if it closes its eyes, flying swords can only make a metallic clang when they strike it.

They fought from day to night, and the area affected by the Lieque Treasure grew larger and larger. The mountains turned into a white-gold color, and the lakes and marshes condensed into a thick liquid, like mercury or silver, which was difficult to flow.

Yuan Yuan had hundreds of new wounds on his body, and many of the spikes on his back had broken off. His several attempts to break through the encirclement were all stopped.

Although it didn't damage its core, it made it even more ferocious and violent.

犼！
With a deafening roar, the beast's massive mouth, filled with sharp teeth, suddenly swelled hundreds of times larger, devouring the sky and the sun, swallowing up countless golden lights.

Originally, every corner was filled with golden light and colorful glow, but now a ring of emptiness and deep darkness has appeared.

A man surnamed Tian, ​​who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, was sitting at the back when he suddenly appeared in the mouth of the Yuan Yuan. His magical treasures were as fragile as eggshells, and they were chewed to pieces with a few crunching sounds.

The golden knife shattered into several pieces, scattered all over the ground, leaving only a battle flag fluttering down.

"The Great Divine Power of Devouring Heaven!"

Tang Sen and Tang Wu exchanged a glance, both shocked and relieved.

Yuan Yuan's bloodline supernatural ability is famous; it can ignore distance and defense, and swallow its target whole.

Legend has it that millions of years ago, there once existed a seventh-tier Yuan Turtle that lay on the horizon and swallowed an entire Lesser Thousand Worlds.

Such great supernatural power cannot be used continuously without limit.

One person's death was just cannon fodder in the plan; wasting Yuan Yuan's opportunity to make a move was a huge gain.

"Everyone, please work together to suppress this beast. I will then use my divine spirit to wield my sword and behead it!"

Tang Sen's gaze swept over everyone, pausing slightly as he passed Bai Zichen.

Without waiting for a reply, he sat down on the spot, adjusted his tall hat, and a bright moon rose behind his head. The little primordial spirit standing in the moon had a serious expression. He made a hand seal and pounced on the sword pellet, making the cold sword light even more agile and clear.

The primordial spirit wielding a sword is an ancient sword technique that has long been outdated in the lower realms, but it is very popular in the realm of earth immortals.

The ratio of cultivators using True Essence to swords can be at least 3:7.

The fact that the Immortal Realm has pioneered a completely new path is mainly due to the difference in realm. Trying to control a sword with a primordial spirit in the lower realms, where even a Nascent Soul cultivator would find it difficult to ascend to heaven, is just wishful thinking.

Only when one reaches the Refinement of Emptiness or even Integration of the Body, and the strength of the primordial spirit is enhanced, can this technique truly shine.

No longer is it a matter of striking and retreating, but a glorious and open battle.

With the blessing of the primordial spirit, the flying sword's killing power became even more pure and unstoppable.

In terms of burst damage in a short period of time, True Essence Sword Control is hard to compare with.

That sword pellet was also of the sixth rank, and it was only after being blessed by the primordial spirit that it could be said to have shown its strongest state.

With a soft thud, a huge rock fell down.

It wasn't the mountain that was shattered by the sword light, but rather a section of the ridge that was cut off from the Yuan Yuan's body.

After several rounds, numerous cracks appeared on the tortoise shell, causing the Yuan Yuan to let out a miserable roar.

Especially the already split tail, which was now covered in new wounds, was bleeding so much that half of its body was stained red.

With the Lieque Secret Treasure firmly suppressing them from the outside, and Tang Sen's Sword Pill causing damage from within, plus Tang Wu's Radiant Light Divine Power filling in the gaps, they seemed to have a firm upper hand.

In a few more hours, we will be able to completely kill this beast.

Everyone looked relaxed, their faces beaming with joy at the thought of the reward promised by Elder Tang.

When Tang Sen recruited people that day, he offered conditions that met everyone's urgent needs, which is why everyone readily agreed.

"Victory is in sight, but we must be careful that the Tang family might betray us after we've served our purpose... Every Void Refinement Sword Cultivator wants the Thousand Light Glazed Crystal, and the Myriad Swords Alliance only produces about ten pieces every hundred years. If the Tang family is really that kind, will they readily hand it over to me?"

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest surnamed Qin paused for a moment while holding his golden umbrella and looked to the other side of the arena.

But at that moment, the sky turned as black as ink, as if it were contained in an endless bag.

A great fear surged within him, and in a flash, a burly man with a tall, imposing figure and bronze skin emerged.

But the next moment, the bronze-clad giant was snatched away by an invisible maw and disappeared without a trace.

The Taoist surnamed Qin let out a muffled groan as a burst of excruciating pain surged through his sea of ​​consciousness, realizing that his avatar had perished.

This avatar, which had accumulated countless resources to compensate for the weakness of its original body, even affecting its sword cultivation, had reached the early stage of the sixth-order body tempering realm, and died mysteriously.

This was his greatest asset. Even his closest confidants only knew that he had a body-forging avatar, but what was revealed to the public was only a near-sixth-level avatar.

But at least, it saved him from disaster.

"How could such a supernatural power exist... Bloodline awakening..."

Looking at the mess all around and the group that was missing several people, the Taoist surnamed Qin felt a chill run down his spine and almost groaned as he spoke.

Of the seven who had helped, only two remained standing intact.

Even the Fairy Maiden Bai Miao, who was also at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm and had secretly made an agreement with him to take care of each other before coming, had passed away, leaving only a tattered white veil in the place.

(End of this chapter)