Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 627, page 669: The Seven Treasures Mystic Form, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never have a moment of peace in his life!

[Purple Mountain Lord gazed intently and saw seven streams of true spirit blood intertwined and flowed in the air before slowly sinking into your body.]

In an instant, a series of muffled, booming sounds emanated from the boy's body, shaking the entire palace.

[Zishan Jun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately understood the various strange phenomena during their previous exchange. The five-colored divine light of the Great Ming Peacock and the supernatural powers of the Heavenly Horned Ant were all due to the young man's wondrous skills.]

[Such techniques can even evolve into true spiritual forms and possess supernatural powers; even in ancient times, this would be considered astonishing.]

[After you refined eighteen profound techniques, your physique has undergone another transformation, and four true spirit bloodlines have begun to be refined simultaneously.]

[This is a last resort. If you were to refine them one by one, it would take far too long. We'll reopen the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury on Mount Tian.]

There's really no time to waste; we have to start refining them simultaneously.

[After a corpse resembling the Heavenly Emperor awakens within the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, a sense of crisis arises within you.]

Without sufficient strength to protect oneself, this journey will undoubtedly be fraught with peril.

Therefore, fusing these four true spirit bloodlines is no longer a choice, but a necessity.

[You are about to guide your true spirit's bloodline and begin refining it according to the methods described in the "Seven Treasures Mystic Manual".]

[But at this moment, a stroke of inspiration struck you, and a wisp of "Dao Heart Divine Treasury" power was quietly introduced into the refining process. Surprisingly, it proceeded without any hindrance, and the speed of refining suddenly doubled.]

[Your heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this Daoist spiritual treasure also possesses the ability to aid in the fusion of bloodlines? It has such wondrous uses.]

This can actually help you; concentrate and continue refining.

In an instant, a bull's moo resounded from within him, and the phantom of a giant tortoise appeared around him, standing proudly in the raging vortex, suppressing the surrounding seas.

This is the true spirit "Sea-Suppressing Turtle," a colossal spirit that reigned supreme over the four seas in ancient times. It often slumbers deep within the ocean's eye or the heart of a volcano, and with just a slight turn, it can unleash towering waves.

[His innate supernatural ability—"Sea-Chasing"—allows him to unleash boundless power once he steps into water, capable of overturning rivers and seas, and is virtually omnipotent.]

Immediately afterwards, a phantom golden figure swept out from behind you, its feathers shimmering with the glow of dawn, circling among the palace buildings.

The true spirit "Golden-Winged Roc" is an ancient symbol of extreme speed; legend has it that with a single flap of its wings, it can traverse 90,000 miles of mountains and rivers.

[His innate supernatural power—"Sky Travel"—is the embodiment of ultimate speed in the world, unmatched by anything.]

[You changed your hand seals, and a dog's bark rang out from the void, followed by the sudden appearance of a long dog with a tail as long as a steel whip.]

This dog is entirely yellowish-brown, with fierce eyes, menacing fangs, and an imposing presence.

[The ancient mountain-driving dog, as its name suggests, took pleasure in driving mountains and swallowing peaks. Legend has it that it once tried to empty Kunlun Mountain, but was eventually subdued by a Taoist priest in the mountains.]

[His supernatural power, "Mountain Manipulation," is the pinnacle of earth-based supernatural abilities in the world. He can control mountains as easily as driving a dog, and with a single thought, mountains can move.]

The last true spirit also materialized before you; it was a giant ape with a white head, bare feet, a black body, and long arms. Its arms were unusually long, and as it roared to the sky, its blood-red mouth opened wide, radiating a murderous aura.

This is the ancient malevolent spirit Zhu Yan, symbolizing war and calamity; in the present world, it is an ominous sign.

[His innate supernatural power, "Crimson Bloodlust," can instantly multiply his magical power, physical body, constitution, and skin, like burning blood that scorches the heavens, unleashing a ferocious aura.]

Four illusory spirits leaped out of your body and returned, cycling endlessly, as naturally as breathing.

At the same time, many profound techniques within your body, such as the "Five-Colored Golden Light," the "Three Mountains Purple-Gold Light," and the "River Diagram Water-Moving Method," also begin to operate, resonating and merging with the power of the true spirit.

[Seven true spirits, seven supernatural powers, you gradually comprehend them, as clearly as the lines on your palm.]

Seeing this, Lord Zishan simply stopped cultivating. He knew well that all the world's precious techniques and supernatural powers, especially the power of true spirit, relied on bloodline inheritance, and other races could not learn them.

[You can actually manifest seven different true spirit forms, and have mastered the innate divine power of each!]

This method requires refining the bloodline of a true spirit, meaning that one must slay a pure-blooded true spirit to succeed.

[If this had happened in ancient times, once word of this spread, the true spirits of all races would have joined forces to punish you, vowing to kill you and refine your soul to prevent future troubles.]

At this moment, the seven true spirits are gradually merging under your control.

[Your blood and energy surged throughout your body, producing a rushing sound like a waterfall cascading into a deep pool, and a mist of blood vapor enveloped you.]

[At this crucial juncture of breakthrough, any sneak attack from outsiders would severely damage our strength and render all our previous efforts futile.]

At this moment, your mind is completely absorbed in your body, seemingly defenseless, utterly unaware that there are others in the hall beside you.

Lord Zishan observed all of this, but merely smiled calmly.

Although he doesn't claim to be upright, he has his own principles, and even if he were to take action, he would never stoop to taking advantage of someone in distress.

Seeing Zhou Jing's trust in you so much, he simply stood up, walked to the palace gate, and silently guarded the entrance for you.

You slowly opened your eyes and saw the figure of Lord Zishan standing with his back turned.

As you predicted, Lord Zishan's transformation from the elixir of immortality into human form was a transgression against the heavens. He endured countless tribulations to attain human form, and his Daoist heart is as pure and sincere as gold.

If one possesses such a pure and innocent heart, how could one possibly resort to such underhanded tactics?

[You close your eyes again and concentrate, following the methods of the "Seven Treasures Mystic Manual," slowly refining the four true spiritual bloodlines.]

Time slips away quietly within the palace walls.

[Half a day later.]

[Zishan Jun opened his eyes, sensing something, and looked outside the closed hall, coldly saying, "You're courting death!"]

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Heavenly Emperor's Treasury

The extreme western region.

This place is a boundless sea, shrouded in a biting, cold fog all year round.

The further west you go, the seawater gradually changes from clear turquoise to blue, and then to inky black.

On the sea, a huge iceberg drifts slowly, like an ancient beast lurking in the mist.

"Tsk tsk——"

Four figures shattered the silence of the icy plain, their footsteps crunching softly over the snow.

These four should perhaps not be referred to as "humans"—they have small jade-colored horns on their heads, golden eyes that burn like fire, and an innate nobility flowing around them; they are the four pure-blooded offspring of the dragon clan.

Only four members of the Dragon Clan entered the Heavenly Emperor's Palace this time, all of whom were princes of the Four Seas Dragon Palaces.

They traveled along the way, ignoring the Heavenly Emperor's Garden and Palace, heading straight for this sea area with only one clear purpose.

“I sensed… the aura of my ancestors.”

The leader of the four dragons suddenly stopped, his golden dragon eyes fixed on the towering iceberg before him. His voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

They exchanged a glance, and finally revealed a relieved and joyful expression.

After a three- or four-month trek, we finally arrived at this final destination.

The Dragon Clan has only one purpose for this trip: to rescue their ancestor who is trapped in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury—the Dragon Ancestor who awakened the Ancestral Dragon bloodline and grew a sixth claw in ancient times!
The iceberg before us resembles a giant relief sculpture, within which a colossal, sky-obscuring figure is vaguely concealed.

"Is this... our ancestor?"

Without further hesitation, the four men simultaneously slit their wrists and splashed their blood onto the glacier.

The blood of the dragons shone like molten gold, gleaming brilliantly. Four golden streams of blood meandered and converged on the ice surface, slowly seeping into the depths of this ancient ice mountain…

The four men continued to bleed, and their faces visibly turned pale.

Even with the bloodline of a true spirit, such a massive loss of blood caused it to begin to sway and almost lose its footing.

But they are still desperately holding on.

This journey was undertaken on the orders of my father, the emperor, with the sole objective of awakening our distant ancestors.

Although the Dragon Clan possesses four Dragon Kings, whose strength surpasses that of the three Supreme Grandmasters of the Human Clan, and they dominate the four seas, their power seems unparalleled.

However, they knew perfectly well what was going on.

It is virtually impossible for them to truly dominate this world.

After six thousand years of accumulation, the ancient heritage of the human race has gradually come to light, and its profound foundation is deeply rooted and difficult to shake.

If the dragons dare to invade the four continents, the human race will instantly unite into an irresistible force against them. As spiritual energy gradually recovers, the human race will only grow stronger.

The Dragon King of the West Sea, their aunt once used the secret arts of the dragon clan to deduce the secrets of heaven.

It is foreseen that in this era, a great cultivator will be born among the human race, whose power will dominate the world and who will be able to ascend to the upper realm.

At that time, how will the human race treat their neighbor, the Four Seas Dragon Clan?

Ancient Taoist texts record that during the medieval period, Taoists demoted the dragon race to lowly officials responsible for controlling clouds and rain.

Humans have always been wary of other races, believing that those who are not of their kind are bound to have different intentions.

The dragons must save themselves.

The Dragon King of the West Sea then sought out a prophecy left behind by Bai Ze, the king of the heretical sect, 1,700 years ago through the Heretical Fate Star Sect. He learned that the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury would be opened again after a thousand years, and that the ancient ancestors of the dragon race were imprisoned within it.

That true dragon who awakened the bloodline of the ancient Azure Dragon and grew a sixth claw.

Thus, the dragon race began to quietly lay the groundwork from that time onward.

The dragon race is trapped in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury, and three supreme grandmasters of this realm are also drawn into it.

It's hard to say that all of this wasn't a tacit understanding between the parties involved.

Just as the four were about to give up, an old voice slowly rang out, as if waking from a slumber.

"...Junior?"

The four dragon princes were overjoyed: "Our ancestor?!"

Inside that massive iceberg, deep within what was like transparent glass, a pair of enormous golden eyes suddenly lit up.

It looked down at the four of them, its gaze as cold and ancient as an abyss.

Chilling.

The entire sea surged, and the glaciers trembled and shook. Beneath the pitch-black depths, some indescribable behemoth seemed to be slowly awakening.

"We've come to save our ancestors!"

Before the words were even finished, the glacier suddenly cracked open!
The ice beneath their feet suddenly shattered, and a gigantic maw emerged from the dark sea, instantly swallowing three of them before slowly sinking back into the deep sea, creating a towering wave tens of feet high.

The sound of bones cracking echoed from beneath the sea.

On the broken ice bed, only one person remained, shivering.

"I'm so...hungry..."

A deep voice came from the deep sea.

The giant creature slowly swam away, pushing aside the iceberg, and finally revealed its true form.

It was a huge black dragon covered in dark black mane!
It slowly rose into the air, its scales undulating like waves, and six dragon claws were clearly visible on its belly.

The surviving Crown Prince of the East Sea hurriedly knelt down, his voice trembling:

"Ancestor! Ancestor! I am your descendant... Don't eat me!"

Faced with this six-clawed true dragon that had awakened its ancient bloodline, the so-called pressure of the true spirit had long since vanished, leaving only the fear originating from the depths of its bloodline, which overwhelmed it like a tidal wave.

The enormous black dragon did not look at him, but instead gazed towards the far east of the world.

"The ascent of Mount Tian... is about to begin."

Even he... cannot reverse the tide of fate.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black dragon turned in the air and transformed into a barefoot, black-clad youth. He looked no different from an ordinary human, with a handsome face, but his eyes held a sense of vicissitude.

He lowered his gaze to the kneeling Crown Prince of the East Sea, his voice calm:
"I won't eat you. ...I've been asleep for too long, I'm hungry."

The Crown Prince of the East Sea was filled with horror, and said in a trembling voice, "Ancestor?"

The young man in black said calmly, "You may call me—Ao Ming."

The Crown Prince of the East Sea was shocked. His ancestor was indeed exactly the same as the ancient name recorded in the Dragon Clan's genealogy!
This is none other than Ao Ming, the ancestor who reversed bloodlines in ancient times, pushed the five-clawed golden dragon to its extreme, and finally gave birth to the sixth claw.

"Get up."

He said with a hint of regret, "I never imagined that ten thousand years later, the dragon race would still have pure blood."

"If it weren't for your arrival, I'm afraid I would have remained asleep for another ten thousand years and missed this opportunity."

Before the Crown Prince of the East Sea could recover, he was lifted into the air by an invisible force and sped away with Ao Ming in a certain direction.

The black-clad youth transformed into a dragon once more, soaring above the raging waves, his roar shaking the vast ocean.
"Let's go climb Mount Tian!"

"In this world, let's see who can stop me!"

~~
The Heavenly Emperor's Palace, where one can calmly observe the outside world.

As Xu Wuji finished speaking:
"Whoever accepts this petal will follow me to capture the Elixir of Immortality, kill Zhou Jing, and together read the Heavenly Emperor's Heart Sutra."

Tianjingxu and Xie were the first to reach out and each grasp a petal.

Yan Jiuyin and Xiahou Ji, members of the demonic path, naturally followed Tian Jingxu upon seeing his state.

Feng Qingyun of Taihua Sect hesitated, after all, this matter involved Zhou Jing.

He had also witnessed Zhou Jing's methods; they were mysterious and unpredictable.

But when his gaze swept over Scorpion, he learned from the conversation that Scorpion was the sect leader of the Divine Mechanism Sect and had entered the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury using a secret method.

This person had already passed the twenty-nine Heavenly Tribulation. He finally made up his mind and picked up a petal.

Gu Yu, who was on the righteous path, and Cao An from Ziyang Academy were delighted to hear this and immediately accepted the flower petals.

However, Zhuang Xiuyin, Lu Beiyou, and the others present did not make a move.

Sun Miao of Fangcun Mountain frowned, while Qi Ling's expression was conflicted.

Longquan Sword Sect Yao Xia also stood still without moving.

Xu Wuji gently placed the lotus flower on his head, observed the others quietly, and remained silent.

Lu Beiyou spoke first, "Fellow Daoist Zhou Jing once saved my life. Now you want me to turn around and be ungrateful? I, Lu Beiyou, cannot do that."

Zhuang Xiuyin also shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Zhou once saved my life."

Xu Wuji seemed to have expected this, and replied with a smile, "I understand what you two are thinking."

"It's better than this!"

"As long as Zhou Jing hands over the Heavenly Emperor's Heart Sutra, we can let bygones be bygones, considering the relationship between you two and Fangcun Mountain."

He changed the subject, his tone growing more serious: "But you two should know that today the righteous path, the demonic path, and the heretical path have all gathered here, only to find Zhou Jing alone entering the Meditation Hall..."

Xu Wuji's smile deepened, but his voice lowered slightly:
"Gossip can be a real fearsome thing."

"Zhou Jing will never have peace in his life!"

"Can you protect him?"

Zhuang Xiuyin looked embarrassed.

Xu Wuji's voice came, "Fairy, let's not touch Zhou Jing, let's kill that Zishan Jun first."

"Perhaps, it can still save Zhou Jing's life."

After a while.

Zhuang Xiuyin grasped the flower petals in front of her as she made up her mind.

Lu Beiyou, Sun Miao, Yao Xia, and Qi Ling behind him were all in the same situation.

Xu Wuji smiled and casually unleashed a beam of clear light that shattered the lightning in front of the main hall.

(End of this chapter)