Innate Immortal Seed

Chapter 568: Chapter 520: Humans Slay Demons, Demons Devour Humans

’This is a huge loss. At my age, it’s too late to find another body to possess after abandoning this one. Am I supposed to become a Dharma Nascent Soul? Po Jun could have retrieved the Flying Sword himself, but he insisted on gathering everyone. Was he trying to use the Demon Race to get rid of us?’

Tianliang Star Monarch’s Nascent Soul looked completely different from his physical form. It had the face of an old man and carried the Golden Dragon Scissors on its back.

It shot the Golden-Winged Roc a venomous glare and was about to flee.

The reason Nascent Soul True Monarchs were so difficult to kill was that once the Nascent Soul detached from the body, it became seamlessly attuned to the Heaven and Earth Dao.

Freed from the limitations of a physical body, it could traverse the void in an instant. No Escape Technique, no matter how miraculous, could match the speed of a detached Nascent Soul.

Tianliang Star Monarch had considered that he was no match for the Dapeng King, but he never expected to be defeated so quickly.

Panicked, his only thought was to flee back to the Central Domain as fast as possible.

If he could just flee a few thousand more miles, he would reach the Jishui Camp’s territory, where even powerful members of the Demon Race wouldn’t dare to venture deep.

’No, that’s not right. The Dapeng King is known for his divine speed. He’s ventured deep into the heart of the Central Domain before... I need to get at least ten thousand miles away to be safe.’

The thought had barely formed when Tianliang Star Monarch saw a streak of golden light keeping pace right beside him.

’How is this possible!’

The Golden-Winged Roc had actually kept up with his detached Nascent Soul, matching its speed perfectly.

The two claws in his vision grew larger and larger until they seemed to encompass the entire sky, and Tianliang Star Monarch was firmly seized.

”Hic... A Nascent Soul that doesn’t have many years left just doesn’t taste good. Not nearly as good as that little monk I ate thirty years ago.”

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a satisfied burp as the tender white Nascent Soul went down its gullet, a look of contentment spreading across its face.

”Once I finish the Refinement of this Divine Feather, it’s still uncertain who will be the next master of Lankao Mountain!”

Snatching up the Golden Dragon Scissors that had fallen to the ground, the Golden-Winged Roc beat its wings once. The sky darkened, and in an instant, it had flown an unknown distance away.

A thousand miles away, at the spot where Tianliang Star Monarch had abandoned his body, the corpse suddenly began to transform.

A mask fell from its face, its figure stooped, and it became a bearded old man dressed in an Eight Trigrams Magical Robe.

The Star God Mask dissolved into a hazy, dream-like starlight, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

...

”Dragon Blood. It’s from that Yellow Qiu. Looks like it was badly injured.”

The monk with the fleshy, fierce face scooped up some water from the Jishui below with his Purple Gold Buddha Bowl. In the bowl’s water were droplets of Blood Pearls that did not dissolve.

He pinched a droplet between two fingers and crushed it. As the Blood Pearl shattered, a Dragon Shadow flickered into existence for a moment.

”Creating a prison with sword slashes, one that persists without fading... This person’s Swordsmanship can’t possibly be unknown in the Cultivation Realm. It seems my guess about the Star Palace was right. They really are a group of Sword Sect Cultivators trying to hide their identities.”

Kong Bai narrowed his eyes, his completely black pupils taking everything in as he tried to reconstruct the recent battle scene.

A Yellow Qiu soared through the sky, struggling desperately as it was suppressed by a stunning Sword Light. A rain of Dragon Blood and flesh fell from its body.

A dignified Tier Four Dragon Beast, covered in wounds in a mere instant, dove into the water and fled in a sorry state.

A trail of blood led toward the Demon Race’s camp, perfectly clear in Kong Bai’s eyes.

”Why don’t we follow the blood trail and hunt down this Yellow Qiu? Dragon-Kind Demon Beasts are treasures from head to toe, and we can get a huge amount of Merit Points back at the camp.”

The sallow-faced Nascent Soul Cultivator looked at Kong Bai, eager to give it a try.

Even with the Yellow Qiu injured, he still had no confidence without this dangerous man from the Life-Killing Sword Sect by his side.

Most Cultivators who reached the Nascent Soul Realm shared a similar mentality: unwilling to be beneath others, they saw the Great Dao as a private path.

You couldn’t expect them to unite against a common enemy and take the initiative to attack the Demon Race’s army.

As long as the flames of war didn’t reach their own front doors, they would pay it no mind.

The few Super Sects in the Central Domain had established a Merit List, managed by the Moral Sect’s Celestial Punishment Peak, which detailed all the items available for exchange.

Everything was available, from the most basic Foundation Establishment Pills to Core Formation Elixirs, Nascent Soul Pills, and even Realm-Breaking Elixirs suitable for Nascent Soul Cultivators.

With enough Merit Points, one could even exchange them for a Tier Four Spirit Vein, granting them the right to establish their own Sect in the Central Domain.

For the Central Domain—a place with more people than land, where any vacant Spirit Land would attract countless parties to fight over it fiercely—this was simply incredible.

After all, many Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators in the Central Domain could only hole up in cramped Tier Four Spirit Lands just a few dozen feet wide, with no room to stretch their wings.

This offer was far too tempting for them.

Someone had calculated that the Merit Points from completely killing three Transformed Great Demons would be enough to exchange for a Tier Four Spirit Vein.

In terms of scale, it wouldn’t be much smaller than White Python Mountain.

And even for those with no interest in founding a Sect and becoming an ancestor, the Spirit Pills that worked wonders for a Nascent Soul True Monarch’s Realm-Breaking were sure to move their hearts.

”The Yellow Qiu has entered the water. It’s probably already back in its lair by now... ’Never enter the water.’ Haven’t we learned that lesson enough times over the years!”

Kong Bai decisively refused and continued onward, trying to discern any signs of activity.

A few dozen miles away, they discovered another battlefield. The yellow earth by the river was cracked open, as if it had been heavily lashed with a whip, with fissures extending for hundreds of yards.

The widest of the fissures was large enough for a water buffalo to fall into.

”One person, one demon. Both were injured, and both retreated.”

Kong Bai, who cultivated Slaughter True Intent and wielded the Life-Killing Demon Sword, was far more sensitive to the aura of death than ordinary people.

At the Nascent Soul Level, even if someone’s Divine Soul had been annihilated and the battlefield had been cleaned up...

...it would be impossible to escape his senses in such a short amount of time.

”It was that white crane from Lankao Mountain. Great True Monarch Jiuyue once tried to subdue it as a Spirit Beast mount, which scared it so badly it hid in the mountain for a hundred years without ever taking a step out.”

The monk with the fierce, fleshy face was an Arhat from the Jia Ye Sect. Possessing a meticulous mind that was the complete opposite of his appearance, he picked up a few crane feathers buried in the dirt.

Buddhist Sect Cultivation Techniques were unique. Their equivalent of the Divinity Transformation Stage was called the Buddha Realm, in which one could establish an Earthly Buddha Country.

Compared to a Divinity Transformation Grotto Heaven, an Earthly Buddha Country could be expanded using Telekinesis and empowered by the faith of billions of Believers, often making it several, or even dozens, of times larger than a Grotto Heaven.