I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

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He ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍opened his eyes, still savoring what he had witnessed within the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams.

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍strength of Nightmare had truly surprised him somewhat.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan’s thoughts stirred as he activated the entry 《Life Is But a Dream·Purple》 and entered his own dreamscape.

He ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍wanted to test things out and see exactly how powerful that creature was.

Then ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Gu Yan unleashed every method at his disposal—Sword Intent of All Beings, laws, divine abilities, magic treasures—everything he could use.

The result...

He could not kill it.

Nightmare was beaten back step after step, with numerous wounds added across its body, yet it simply remained undying and indestructible.

Every time it was injured, the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams released a surge of power that instantly restored it completely.

Gu Yan stopped his attacks, deep in thought.

That Nightmare was bound together with the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams.

As long as the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams remained undestroyed, it could never die.

That thing was truly excellent at defending home territory.

Unfortunately, it could not leave the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams.

Otherwise, placing it within the grotto heaven would truly add a tremendous battle force.

Gu Yan opened his eyes and then recalled the Origin Land of Myriad Swords.

That place possessed neither Dao Fruits nor strange beasts.

Compared to the Origin Land of Myriad Dreams, the Origin Land of Myriad Swords felt rather shabby.

Could it be that the Origin Land of Myriad Swords contained some hidden secret he did not know about?

After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan raised his hand and summoned the Haotian Mirror, attempting to deduce the hidden mysteries of the Origin Land of Myriad Swords.

Light flowed across the mirror surface before gradually calming.

No clues whatsoever.

Gu Yan frowned and tried again.

The result was still the same.

It was as though the Origin Land of Myriad Swords truly was that simple, without any hidden secrets.

Gu Yan shook his head and stopped thinking further.

Perhaps the Origin Land of Myriad Swords really was simply like that. The Sword Dao itself was a path of slaughter, emphasizing purity and requiring no flashy embellishments.

Thinking thus, he tossed the matter to the back of his mind.

Another twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.

Within Longevity Hall, Gu Yan’s cultivation reached Golden Immortal Realm Second Layer.

It truly had to be said that breakthroughs within the Golden Immortal Realm were not simple.

One had to know that the conditions under which he cultivated were utterly luxurious.

The Nine Qi Returning to Origin Tree and the Illusory Dao Seed of Chaos Planting a Green Lotus continuously absorbed and exhaled all kinds of spiritual qi day and night.

Of those two supreme spiritual qi sources, he alone absorbed ninety percent, leaving only ten percent to disperse throughout the grotto heaven world.

Beyond that, he also possessed enhancement entries like the red entry Great Dao Foundation.

Even under such conditions, it still took him twenty years to break through to Golden Immortal Realm Second Layer.

He did not even dare imagine how slow cultivation speed would become once he reached the Immortal King Realm or even the Immortal Emperor Realm.

But those realms were still far away.

Thinking too much was pointless. One step at a time would suffice.

Gu Yan gathered his thoughts and examined himself internally, inspecting his cultivation method.

The cultivation method 《Primordial Limitless Grand Five Elements Primordial Chaos Creation True Scripture》 naturally granted a corresponding divine ability with every major realm breakthrough.

From Qi Refinement until now, he had already comprehended quite a few.

The divine ability comprehended at the Heavenly Immortal Realm focused on unity between heaven and man and sensing the Heavenly Dao. Its name was 《Great Luo Heaven Five Elements Heavenly Fate Divine Curse》.

Using the power of the Five Elements to communicate with heavenly fate, one’s words became law, and once the curse descended, the enemy perished.

At the True Immortal Realm, one returned to simplicity and refined the true self. Its divine ability was named 《Great Luo Heaven Five Elements True Self Dao Body》.

It condensed a Five Elements True Self Dao Body. As long as the Dao Body remained undestroyed, the true body suffered no harm. It could divide and merge freely, profound beyond measure.

At the Mysterious Immortal Realm, one thoroughly comprehended laws and touched the underlying rules governing the operation of heaven and earth. Its divine ability was called 《Great Luo Heaven Five Elements Law Seal》.

Using the power of Five Elements laws to condense seals, it could seal enemy divine abilities, seal heaven and earth spiritual qi, and even seal the operation of an entire world.

At the Golden Immortal Realm, golden nature became indestructible, remaining unharmed through myriad tribulations. Its divine ability was named 《Great Luo Heaven Five Elements Indestructible Golden Body》.

The Five Elements circulated endlessly, eternal and indestructible.

Once the Golden Body activated, myriad laws became unable to injure it. Even attacks at the Immortal Emperor level could be endured head-on.

....

Spirit Realm, Eastern Continent, Azure Wave Sect.

Within a secluded cave dwelling in the back mountain of Azure Wave Sect sat a black figure cross-legged.

It was precisely Nether Soul.

Over these years, the Spirit Realm had undergone turbulent changes. The Northern Plains had Burning Heaven Demon Venerable, the Western Wasteland had the Great Peng Demon King, while the Central Lands Righteous Alliance remained on full alert as undercurrents surged among all major powers.

But none of these matters had much to do with Nether Soul.

His life was far too monotonous.

Every day consisted merely of quiet meditation, occasionally wandering around near Azure Wave Sect.

As for what the main body was planning, it no longer shared such matters with him now.

Sometimes Nether Soul felt that perhaps the relationship between this incarnation and the main body had become somewhat distant?

Of course, that was merely a passing thought.

He was an extension of Gu Yan’s main body will, not an independent personality.

Aside from being called Nether Soul, his essence remained Gu Yan.

Such thoughts were merely tiny traces of boredom amidst endless years.

On this day, while Nether Soul meditated within the cave dwelling, his expression suddenly shifted.

Eight hundred li away from Azure Wave Sect, an aura was approaching.

Tribulation Crossing Realm Ninth Layer.

Nether Soul slightly raised an eyebrow, becoming interested.

He knew the origins of most Tribulation Crossing Realm great experts within the Spirit Realm.

But he had never sensed this aura before. It was extremely unfamiliar.

Moreover, it approached accompanied by flute music.

......

Eight hundred li away from Azure Wave Sect, upon a winding mountain path, a figure slowly walked forward.

It appeared to be a human woman, tall and slender, dressed in plain white robes, with long hair flowing like a waterfall and a cold, indifferent face.

In her hand she held a jade flute, playing it as she walked.

The flute melody drifted through the mountain wilderness.

Yet strangely, none of the passing birds or beasts reacted in the slightest, nor did passing travelers notice anything at all.

It was as though the flute music simply did not exist.

In truth, it indeed did not exist.

The flute melody played by this person did not belong to the category of sounds within the mortal world.

It was a sound of spiritual resonance. Only living beings whose cultivation had reached a certain level and who possessed understanding of musical laws could hear it.

The woman’s name was Yingluo.

She was not human.

She was a great expert of the Spirit Race.

The so-called Spirit Race was the Spirit Realm’s collective term for a category of beings.

Mountain and river essences, ancient trees that gained sentience, strange energies taking form, and creations specially favored by heaven and earth could all be classified as Spirit Race.

The Spirit Race fundamentally differed from the Demon Race.

The Demon Race consisted of birds, beasts, plants, and monsters who awakened intelligence through cultivation while retaining racial instincts.

As for the Spirit Race, they were generally special spiritual objects of heaven and earth that naturally developed intelligence over endless years.

Most of them lacked fixed forms. They could transform into humans or revert to their original bodies.

In the ancient era of the Spirit Realm, before the human race rose to prominence, the strongest race had once been the Spirit Race.

Back then, heaven and earth spiritual qi was abundant, spiritual objects existed everywhere, and Spirit Race great experts emerged endlessly, ruling over the entire Spirit Realm.

However afterward, humanity rose later and surpassed them.

Humans reproduced quickly, possessed complete cultivation systems, and established countless sects, gradually seizing control of the Spirit Realm.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Race always possessed one problem—

They lacked racial identity.

Spirit Race members rarely referred to one another as belonging to the same race.

A spiritually awakened strange stone would never consider itself the same race as an ancient tree spirit.

They simply lived and cultivated independently according to their own ways.

I am me. He is him.

Although other living beings collectively called them the Spirit Race, within their own hearts, their sense of racial identity toward that title remained extremely weak.

Yingluo was the same.

Her true body was a Spirit-Nurturing Heavenly Sound Stone.

After endless years absorbing the essence of heaven and earth’s musical laws, the stone eventually nurtured sentience.

She was born with an inseparable affinity toward the Dao of music. Taking the flute as her medium and sound as her law, she possessed immense divine abilities.

Ten thousand years ago, Yingluo fell into a dream within a secret realm.

That dream was too long and too bewildering. She sank into it and slept for ten thousand years in a single slumber.

As for why she fell asleep or why she awakened, even she herself did not fully understand.

She only felt that somewhere within the unseen depths of fate, something had been touched, causing that long dream to disperse.

After awakening, Yingluo wished to see what the Spirit Realm looked like after ten thousand years.

Thus she departed from her secluded dwelling place and traveled throughout the world, stopping and walking as she pleased.

What she loved most was playing the flute.

Her flute music was her method of conversing with heaven and earth, as well as her way of expressing her state of mind.

She played when happy, played when sorrowful, played when seeing beautiful scenery, and played when recalling old memories.

It was just that ordinary people could not hear her flute music.

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