Awakening Daily Intelligence Panel, Grind to Become a True Immortal

The atmosphere in front of the multicolored vortex grew increasingly tense. Donghuang Taiyi's successful breakthrough ignited greed in everyone's hearts like a raging fire. The eyes of those great monks who had previously shivered in fear now gleamed with eagerness to try.

"If Donghuang Taiyi can do it, how can we be any less capable?" a purple-robed cultivator snorted coldly, his entire body suddenly ablaze with brilliant starlight. He summoned an ancient bronze mirror, its surface reflecting countless stars, briefly forcing the multicolored immortal light back several feet. Seizing this moment, he flashed and plunged directly into the vortex.

"It's the Zhoutian Xingdou Mirror from Xingxiu Sea!" someone exclaimed. But before the words could be uttered, a shrill scream erupted from within the vortex. The purple-robed monk's body was shredded into a bloody mist by the multicolored celestial light. The ancient bronze mirror shattered in mid-air, its fragments carrying his soul and spirit as they flew backwards, completely engulfed by the vortex.

This scene made everyone gasp. Qin Wang narrowed his eyes and whispered, "It seems that this five-colored immortal light adjusts its power according to different cultivators. Donghuang Taiyi, who possesses the secret magic of the Demon Court, was able to withstand it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youren took out a jade slip from his robes and crushed it. Instantly, three golden runes swirled around the three of them, forming a protective shield. "This is the 'Three Talents Guardian Talisman' bestowed by our master, capable of withstanding a fatal blow from someone at the Great Luo Supreme Realm," he said in a deep voice. "If the three of us work together, perhaps we can get through."

Gao Hui suddenly pointed to the right side of the vortex and said, "Look!" He saw a nearly transparent crack there, through which the outlines of the mountains and rivers within the secret realm could be vaguely seen. Even more shocking was the fact that several cultivators from the smaller worlds were stealthily advancing along the edge of the crack, unaffected by the multicolored immortal light.

"So that's it!" Qin Wang suddenly realized, "This crack is the weak point of the immortal light, but it requires special footwork to avoid the restriction." He swept his eyes over the group of cultivators and found that every step they took was precisely on the lotus-shaped light spots that were faintly visible in the void.

Just as the three were observing, Guangchengzi suddenly said in a loud voice: "Why take risks? Since a blood sacrifice is required, it is better to let the person who should be sacrificed be loyal." Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold rope flew out of his sleeve, instantly tied up the five monks from the small world, and threw them towards the center of the vortex.

"Guangchengzi! You—" The bound monks were filled with shock and fury, only to see the ropes suddenly ignite with a blazing Dao flame. The five men screamed and fell into the vortex, their flesh and blood instantly turning into a bloody rain. Strangely, the multicolored immortal light actually faded slightly after coming into contact with the blood.

"It really works." Guangchengzi smiled slightly, turned his head and looked at the remaining monks from the small world, a cold light flashing in his eyes. The scene suddenly became chaotic, with screams and curses coming one after another. Taking advantage of the chaos, Qin Wang shouted in a low voice: "Now!"

All three charged towards the rift simultaneously. Qin Wang activated the Soul Gathering Pagoda, which hung overhead, casting down rays of black light to shield him. Zhang Youren, wielding the Luotian Sect's treasure, the "Xuanhuang Seal," deflected all the immortal light in his path. Gao Hui summoned seven bone nails, setting up the Beidou Killing Formation in the void to clear the way.

As they stepped over the seventh lotus of light, something strange happened. The rift suddenly twisted and contracted, and a multicolored celestial light slashed at Gou Hui's back like a venomous snake. "Be careful!" Qin Wang pushed her away, only to be struck by the celestial light on his left arm. In an instant, the flesh and blood on his arm melted away, revealing the bare bones.

"Brother Qin!" Gou Hui exclaimed. Zhang Youren hurriedly crushed the second jade slip, and the three of them sped up, finally rushing into the secret realm before being completely surrounded by the immortal light.

The sight before them made all three of them hold their breath. The interior of the secret wasteland was a world suspended inverted, the sky a blood-red, the earth a strange purple-black. In the distance, mountains rose and fell like the backs of giant beasts, each peak surmounted by a brilliant ball of light, faintly visible as magical treasures and scriptures drifted within.

Even more horrifying was the countless corpses scattered across the ground. Some had long since turned to bones, while others still retained the gestures of their final struggle. Qin Wang noticed that the corpses wore very different clothing styles. The nearest one was wearing the attire of a contemporary immortal.

"It seems that all the deceased from previous secret realms have been left here." Zhang Youren's face was solemn. He suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Is that Donghuang Taiyi?"

Amidst the blood-red clouds, a golden rainbow sped rapidly toward the distant Tongtian Mountain. Blood-red lightning struck continuously along its path, but each was blocked by the ancient bronze shield held in his arms. Farther away in other directions, Guangchengzi, Long Wuji, and other saints of major sects also sped towards their respective targets.

Guan Hui suddenly groaned, clutching her chest and falling to her knees. A strange black line appeared on her neck, slowly spreading towards her face. "It's the residual poison from the immortal light from earlier!" Zhang Youren hurriedly investigated, his face suddenly changing. "This poison is eroding her innate foundation!"

Without hesitation, Qin Wang took out the three Great Luo Divine Souls given to him by the tiger demon, refined them into a pure soul force using the Soul Gathering Tower, and pressed it back into his brow. The spread of the black lines slowed slightly, but still did not stop. "That's not enough. We need the 'Purifying White Lotus' from the secret realm to cure it completely," Zhang Youren said urgently. "Master said that the white lotus grows at the bottom of the cursed lake in the center of the secret realm."

Qin Wang gazed toward the distant lake shrouded in black mist and suddenly sneered, "Looks like someone's more anxious than us." Above the lake, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady was engaged in a fierce battle with three Buddhist cultivators. Every swing of her jade hairpin unleashed a torrent of blood, and the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation formed by the three cultivators was in imminent danger.

"We have to—" Zhang Youren hadn't finished his words when the ground suddenly shook violently. Hundreds of feet away, the earth cracked open into a deep abyss, and a nine-headed, mountain-like python burst forth, its eighteen vertical pupils simultaneously locked onto the three of them!

The python's central head suddenly spoke in human language: "Trespassers, surrender the command flag and you will be spared." Each word carried a soul-shaking shock, causing Qin Wang's ears and nose to bleed. Even more terrifying, he found that he could not mobilize his magic power - the monster's words contained the power of the Great Luo Supreme that suppressed the laws!
"It's the remnant spirit of Xiangliu, the ferocious beast guarding the border!" Zhang Youren cried out, "It should have been annihilated in the ancient war. How could this happen?"

The giant python's nine heads simultaneously rose, and poisonous flames filled the sky like a torrential rain. In this life-or-death situation, Qin Wang slammed the Soul Gathering Tower into the ground, sinking directly into the earth. The next moment, a dense mass of ancient runes appeared on the ground within a ten-mile radius, and a piercing black light shot up from beneath the three men's feet!

"What do you think I've been collecting souls for?" Qin Wang's bloodstained lips curled into a sinister grin. Countless ferocious figures emerged from the black light. They were the souls of over two hundred cultivators he had subdued in the Primal Chaos Land. These souls devoured and fused, ultimately transforming into a three-headed, six-armed Asura demon god, which violently collided with the nine-headed python.

As the world lost its color, no one noticed that in the deepest darkness of the secret realm, a pair of eyes bigger than the mountains slowly opened.
The roar of the nine-headed giant python—Xiangliu's remnant soul—shattered the secret realm. Its poisonous flames poured down like a torrential rain, corroding even the very air in its path, leaving dark cracks. Qin Wang, summoned by the Soul Gathering Tower, roared forward to meet the Asura Demon God. With the swing of his six arms, murderous energy coalesced into swords, spears, and halberds, clashing frantically with Xiangliu's nine heads.

"Roar--!"

The head in the center of Xiangliu suddenly spewed out a dark green poisonous mist, instantly corroding the three heads of the Shura Demon God. But the next moment, dozens of cultivators' souls flew out of the Soul Gathering Tower, roaring and merging into the Demon God's body, rapidly regenerating its broken heads.

"Senior Brother Qin, this monster cannot be killed!" Zhang Youren's face was pale, and the Xuanhuang Seal in his hand emitted golden light, barely resisting the impact of the aftermath of the battle.

"It's already dead, relying on the power of the secret realm to survive!" Qin Wang gritted his teeth. The flesh on his left arm slowly wriggled on the bones, struggling to regenerate. He stared at the battlefield intently, his pupils suddenly shrinking. "No, it's not attacking us, it's... guarding something!"

Sure enough, although Xiangliu's nine heads were ferocious, they never moved too far away from their original positions, as if they were guarding something underground.

"Could it be..." Qin Wang's eyes flashed, and he suddenly activated the Soul Gathering Tower. The Shura Demon God unleashed all six of his arms, forcibly tearing Xiangliu's head apart. Smelly black blood spurted out, corroding the ground and creating a massive crater. Deep within the crater, a faint, brilliant golden light could be seen.

"There's something underground!" Gou Hui endured the pain and pointed at the golden light.

However, before they could act, a bloody figure suddenly fell from the sky and hit Xiangliu's other head hard!

"boom--!"

Xiangliu's head exploded, black blood splattering everywhere. The bloody figure landed steadily on the ground. It was actually a man wearing crimson armor, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji, and his body was full of murderous aura.

"Xing Tian?!" Qin Wang's eyes narrowed.

Xing Tian turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over the three of them before finally settling on the golden light in the pit. A sinister smile curled up the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, it's here... the fragments of Pangu's axe!"

Pangu Axe?!

Qin Wang's heart was shaken. Even a fragment of the legendary treasure Pangu used to create the world would be enough to make the Daluo Supreme fight like crazy!

"Hahaha! This thing belongs to me!" Xing Tian laughed wildly and jumped into the pit.

"Stop him!" Qin Wang shouted. The Asura Demon God suddenly changed direction, unleashing all six arms to smash fiercely towards Xing Tian. "Get out of the way!" Xing Tian roared, sweeping his halberd and severing three of the Asura Demon God's arms! His fighting spirit soared, and with each step he took, the ground cracked like a spiderweb.

"This guy... is stronger than before!" Zhang Youren looked grim.

"He swallowed the innate sacred body from the Luo family's ancestral land!" Qin Wang's eyes were gloomy. He bit his tongue hard and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Soul Gathering Tower.

"boom!"

The Soul Gathering Tower trembled violently, blood-red lines appearing across its surface, as if some ancient seal had been briefly broken. The next moment, a terrifying aura far surpassing the previous one erupted. The Shura Demon God's body expanded again, his six arms transforming into twelve, and his murderous aura solidified into substance, burning like black flames.

"Kill!" Qin Wang shouted.

The Asura Demon roared and rushed towards Xingtian, while Xiangliu's remaining head also bit him madly. The three parties fought in an instant, and the whole earth was collapsing!

At the same time, deep in the secret realm.

The Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens stood by the Cursed Lake, the corpses of three Buddhist practitioners beneath her feet. With a light tap of her fingertips, the water parted, revealing a staircase leading to the lake's bottom.

"The Pure White Lotus...I finally found it." She whispered softly, with greed flashing in her eyes.

However, just as she was about to step into the lake, a light laugh suddenly came from behind her:
"Snow Master, I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so anxious."

The Lady of the Nine Heavens suddenly turned around, her pupils shrinking: "...It's you?!"

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness, revealing a face that she was very familiar with.

The Asura Demon God unleashed his twelve arms, a murderous aura sweeping across like a raging tide, forcing Xing Tian back three steps. Xiangliu's five remaining heads howled, poisonous flames intertwined with black blood, and the entire battlefield became a deadly wasteland.

"Qin Wang! Do you really want to fight with me for this fragment of Pangu's axe?" Xing Tian swept his Fang Tian Hua Ji across, severing the evil spirit, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit. "This item has been sought after by my Luo family for generations. You can't afford it!"

"Oh, your Luo family's stuff?" Qin Wang sneered. The flesh and blood on his left arm had mostly regenerated. He suddenly made a hand gesture and said, "Then let's see who is more qualified!"

The Soul Gathering Tower trembled violently, and three pitch-black chains emerged from the ground, wrapping around Xing Tian's legs like venomous snakes. At the same time, the Asura Demon God smashed Xiang Liu's head with a single blow, shattering it again. As black blood splattered, the golden light in the pit grew even more dazzling.

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Qin Wang shouted.

Zhang Youren understood, and the Xuanhuang Seal soared into the air, transforming into the size of a mountain before smashing down on Xing Tian. Gao Hui, enduring the excruciating pain, formed a killing array with seven bone nails, blocking Xing Tian's escape route.

"A trifle!" Xing Tian laughed wildly, ancient battle patterns suddenly appearing all over his body. He didn't even flinch, allowing the Xuan Huang Seal to strike his back. Using the momentum, he charged forward, piercing Qin Wang's heart with his Fang Tian Hua Ji!
At the critical moment, an ancient bronze mirror flew out from Qin Wang's sleeve—the very one he had obtained in the Primal Chaos Land. Ripples appeared on the mirror's surface, and Xing Tian's halberd seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, its speed suddenly decreasing.

"boom!"

The Asura Demon God took the opportunity to punch Xing Tian into the ground. Xiang Liu's remaining head suddenly turned around, giving up attacking everyone and madly rushing towards the golden light in the pit.

"Oh no! It's going to swallow the fragments of Pangu's axe!" Zhang Youren exclaimed.

Qin Wang's eyes flashed fiercely, and he bit his tongue hard, spraying another mouthful of blood onto the Soul Gathering Tower: "All souls return to one!"

A crack suddenly appeared at the top of the Soul Gathering Tower, and countless wronged souls wailed as they poured into the Shura Demon God's body. The demon God's body expanded again, and his twelve arms transformed into twenty-four, tearing Xiangliu's last five heads apart!
Black blood cascaded like a waterfall, and Xiangliu's remains collapsed to the ground. From the pit, a palm-sized golden fragment slowly rose, emitting a heart-pounding, radiant aura.

Xing Tian rushed out from the ground, his eyes bloodshot at the sight: "Don't even think about it!" He actually burned his blood and essence, his speed increased rapidly, and he grabbed the fragments first.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The entire secret realm suddenly trembled violently, and a fissure appeared in the sky, stretching across the heavens and earth. Countless blood-red lightning bolts poured down, each one precisely striking the cultivator holding the command flag.

"What's going on?!" Gao Hui barely managed to hold up his defense, but was struck by a bolt of lightning and flew backwards, vomiting blood.

Qin Wang raised his head, his pupils suddenly shrinking - in the crack, he could vaguely see a giant hand covering the sky slowly reaching in!
"Hurry up!" Zhang Youren's face suddenly turned pale. "Someone is forcibly opening the secret realm!"

Xing Tian, ​​however, acted as if he hadn't heard anything, his palm already touching the fragments of Pangu's axe. The moment they made contact, his entire right arm suddenly cracked, and blood gushed out.

"Ah!" Xing Tian screamed, but he held on to the fragment tightly. The golden light on the fragment suddenly became stronger, turning into a stream of light that penetrated directly into his brow!

"boom--!"

The terrifying gust of air sent Qin Wang and the other two flying hundreds of feet. When the smoke and dust cleared, Xing Tian was seen standing in the air, his body entwined with ancient Dao patterns, and an axe-shaped mark appeared on his forehead.

"Hahaha!" Xing Tian laughed wildly towards the sky, "So that's it! This isn't a fragment at all, but the mark of Pangu Axe's inheritance!"

Before he finished speaking, the secret realm began to vibrate even more violently. In the distance, towards Cursed Lake, a beam of white light shot up into the sky, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady and the mysterious figure could be vaguely seen engaged in a fierce battle.

"Qin Wang, I will repay you a hundredfold for what you have done me today!" Xing Tian glanced at the three people coldly, and his figure suddenly turned into golden light and escaped.

"Should we chase him?" Zhang Youren asked anxiously.

Qin Wang shook his head, his expression grave as he looked up at the sky: "It's too late. The most urgent matter is..." (End of Chapter)