The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 105 The Victorious Fighting Buddha Seeks King Tengling in the Divine Spirit Valley
Everyone has a Monkey King in their heart, and Ning Qingyi is no exception.

The Holy Prince is practically the embodiment of the Great Sage in this world, which naturally caught Ning Qingyi's attention, and she couldn't help but stare at him a few more times.

The Holy Prince frowned slightly at his gaze, but did not react, because Ning Qingyi's strength had earned his respect.

Ning Qing realized what was happening and, after thinking for a moment, said, "Your Highness, the lineage of the Fighting Saint Ape is small. Besides you, the only other person in the world is probably your uncle, the Fighting Saint King, right?"

The Holy Prince was taken aback, and instantly realized what Ning Qingyi meant.

"Could it be that you know where my uncle is? Or have you seen him? No, that's impossible..." The Holy Prince was somewhat agitated.

At the end of the ancient era, after the Holy Emperor of Battle passed away, Princess Divine Silkworm was impaled by a black divine spear. The Holy King of Battle then fought angrily in the Eastern Wilderness, howling across the heavens and earth, before fleeing to the Western Desert, where he eventually disappeared without a trace.

This dealt a heavy blow to the already sparsely populated Fighting Saint Ape lineage. Even the Holy Prince suffered a loss of divine essence to the Stone Workshop because he had no elders in the clan to protect him.

“I have never met the Fighting Saint King, but I know that a Fighting Buddha has emerged in the Western Desert.” Ning Qingyi said calmly, “An invincible Great Saint appeared out of nowhere two thousand years ago and took over Mount Sumeru.”

"Fighting Buddha..."

The Holy Prince's eyes reddened slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, his voice containing intense joy and a touch of regret.

Upon hearing the name "Victorious Fighting Buddha," the Holy Prince felt a strong sense of familiarity welling up within him. He knew that his own uncle might actually be alive.

"Little Celestial Venerable, I owe you another favor," the Holy Prince said solemnly.

The fact that Ning Qingyi managed to make the ancient prince owe two favors upon their first meeting is something probably only Ning Qingyi could do.

“In that case, you can travel with me in the Immortal Abode World. Consider it a favor to you,” Ning Qingyi said.

"it is good."

Once a promise is made, it cannot be taken back. Although the Holy Prince did not understand why, he readily agreed.

"Brother Qi, I have other things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now." Ning Qingyi said goodbye to Nan Yao Qi Lin.

Nan Yao Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Although Wang Teng is a bit close to the ancient clans, he is still a descendant of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor. Killing him would have too much of an impact..."

It was obvious that Nan Yao Qi Lin had seen through Ning Qingyi's thoughts, which made Qi Huoshui, who had approached, stop in her tracks, stunned.

"Kill Wang Teng?" Qi Huoshui was stunned. She was graceful and beautiful, with her black hair flowing down her back, her red lips and pearly teeth sparkling. Her clear eyes were stunned by the shock.

Ning Qing smiled, a smile tinged with arrogance.

"So what if he's a descendant of an ancient emperor? As long as he's an opponent on my path to becoming an emperor, I won't hold back. I'm leaving now. Just wait for news..."

Ning Qingyi activated the Five-Colored Divine Light, which transformed into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

The Holy Prince scratched his head and transformed into a golden light to chase after it.

……

"Wow!"

A cry of an eagle pierced the sky, and a golden figure plummeted from the heavens, plunged into the lake, and then flew out again, having seized a dragon over twenty meters long, soaring into the sky.

The dragon's blood splattered across the sky, and small pieces of dragon meat fell from time to time, attracting a fight over them.

This is the Immortal Abode World, comparable to the Primitive World, filled with the most primal survival of the fittest, where many ancient and exotic species continue to thrive, constantly shattering everyone's understanding.

Suddenly, Ning Qingyi landed near a swamp, with the Holy Prince following behind.

"What's wrong?" the Holy Prince asked.

“I think I saw a dragon loach.” A glint flashed in Ning Qing’s eyes.

This is a swamp with a few ancient trees growing sparsely. A loach, about a foot long, leaps through the muddy water, its surface shimmering with golden light.

Two golden beams shot from the Holy Prince's eyes, searching the heavens and the earth, and he immediately discovered it as well.

The dragon loach is only a foot long and looks like a dragon, but it is actually a kind of loach. Its whole body is golden, and it leaps up from the mud, exuding spiritual energy. Every drop of its essence is priceless.

"It's comparable to a king of medicinal herbs." The Holy Prince was somewhat surprised.

Ning Qingyi remained silent, standing there motionless, with a mysterious aura flowing around her.

The dragon loach in the swamp stopped jumping and stood upright, looking towards Ning Qingyi.

"This is... a divine power of mind-to-mind transmission? Some ancient and exotic species, though unable to develop intelligence and cultivate, still possess a mind. Mind-to-mind transmission is the most superior method of capture." The Holy Prince discerned the clue.

He was quite surprised. The technique of mind-to-mind transmission not only requires the practitioner to have a strong spiritual power, but also to be a person with a pure mind. Otherwise, it is very easy to be influenced by others during the process of performing the technique, thus changing one's temperament.

In his opinion, Ning Qingyi did not seem like a person with pure intentions.

The dragon loach was full of spirituality. Sensing the aura of unity of all paths transmitted by Ning Qingyi, it slowly moved over.

Soon, they approached Ning Qingyi and the Holy Prince.

"boom!"

Ning Qing made his move, and array patterns spread through the void, but they did not rush towards the dragon loach; instead, they formed a large array to protect the surrounding area.

Seven or eight ancient races descended from the sky like ancient beast kings, attacking without saying a word. Each of them was at least at the second level of the Immortal Platform realm, and one of them had even reached the later stage.

"boom!"

All the ancient races made their move, unleashing divine light, chains of order traversing the sky, and boundless divine power engulfing the area, turning it into a terrifying wasteland.

The ancient formation secretly laid out by Ning Qingyi with the character "组" was also fully activated, with various patterns intertwined and densely distributed, protecting all directions.

At the same time, the dragon loach was startled and jumped even faster, eventually rushing into Ning Qingyi's arms, where he put it away.

Ning Qing smiled, but the smile vanished as the ancient races launched their attack. She asked, "Which races are they from?"

The Holy Prince was speechless. Having witnessed Ning Qingyi's previous fierce demeanor, he understood that the other party intended to hold his entire clan accountable.

"Hmm, it looks like the Eight Gods."

The Holy Prince, who had originally intended to deceive the other party, immediately stopped pretending after recognizing the other party's identity.

At the end of the ancient era, the Fighting Saint Emperor overturned the Daoist temple of the Undying Heavenly Emperor. The Saint Emperor's son naturally knew about this, and from then on, the two lineages were no longer on good terms, and even regarded each other as enemies.

Now that the lineage of the Fighting Saint Emperor is dwindling and has almost no support, if the Saint Emperor's son is discovered by the Eight Gods, there is a high probability that he will be assassinated.

Outside the great formation, the members of the Eight Gods stopped their attack when they saw that the dragon loach had been taken into Ning Qingyi's arms.

"Humans, hand over the dragon loach and present it to us, or your lives will be lost when the great formation is broken!"

"Those who compete with us for opportunities deserve to die!"

The eight divine beings continued their attack, exchanging words as they went. The great formation trembled under the onslaught of the raging storm, yet it remained unbroken.

Ning Qingyi looked at the Eight Gods who were constantly attacking the formation, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and said, "Eight Gods, you really have a lot of guts. Since that's the case, then all of you shall die!"

Within the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Golden Heart Lamp of the Dao Tribulation rose into the air, becoming the object that suppressed the array. At the same time, array patterns appeared on the sky, the earth, the mountains, the ancient trees... all things in heaven and earth, forming a trapping array once again, confining the eight divine beings within it.

"kill!"

As soon as Ning Qing uttered this word, the Golden Heart Lamp of the Dao Tribulation flickered slightly, and the divine fire obtained from the Fire Domain swept across the heavens and earth, directly turning the great formation into a sea of ​​fire and a purgatory.

"what!"

"Damn it!"

Screams filled the air, and porcelain skin was pulverized. Without any surprise, these descendants of the Eight Gods were instantly reduced to ashes.

"What a brilliant array formation! Legend has it that the Celestial Venerable Lingbao once set up a killing array that killed an immortal. You truly deserve to be a descendant of this lineage," the Holy Prince exclaimed in amazement.

In battles between cultivators, besides physical strength, supernatural abilities, and weapons, the most important factor is the various formations. In fact, if a large formation is set up in advance, killing enemies across realms is commonplace.

However, setting up an array requires prior preparation; the more thorough the preparation, the greater the power.

Ning Qingyi's ingenious technique of forming arrays in the void is clearly making up for the weakness of array formations in this aspect.

"My understanding of formations is not very deep, and I have not yet been able to develop the Great Emperor Killing Formation. Only if I can do so will I live up to the prestige of my ancestor," Ning Qing said frankly.

The array patterns left behind by the ancient emperors are extremely rare, and few people can comprehend them. Once comprehended, they are absolutely astonishing, and their destructive power is unimaginable.

The Holy Prince looked at Ning Qingyi, seemingly imagining what the other party would look like when he achieved success in the art of array formation.

With the Emperor's Killing Array above his head, unparalleled physical strength, and earth-shattering phenomena, he was a supreme powerhouse without any weaknesses.

In fact, Ning Qingyi possesses many secret techniques, each of which is astonishing. If word gets out, it would be enough to establish many immortal holy lands. Furthermore, with the blessing of the Gate of Immortality, he can maintain his peak condition forever.

Therefore, he was not afraid of either one-on-one or group attacks from his opponents, except that the difference in their cultivation levels was too great for him to overcome.

“Becoming your enemy is a terrible thing,” the Holy Prince said seriously, but then laughed heartily, “However, with an adversary like you, the path to becoming emperor will not be lonely.”

Ning Qingyi laughed as well: "Then we'll settle this another day. Now, let's go find Wang Teng."

A fighting spirit surged in the Holy Prince's eyes, and he immediately nodded.

The two soared into the sky once more, and guided by the Lesser Destiny Technique, they quickly arrived near a mountain peak.

This mountain peak is like a huge piece of black jade, seemingly a forbidden zone for life, barren of vegetation and devoid of birds and beasts.

At the foot of the mountain, a black tiger lay dead, its body as black as ink, and it was over ten feet long, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Many ancient races surrounded the corpse, clearly preparing to roast the black tiger, while the human youth stood at the foot of the mountain, his expression excited.

One of them, in particular, appeared as if the Heavenly Emperor had descended to earth, protected by the four elements of the starry sky. Divine light surged with every breath, and myriad paths resonated in unison, clearly indicating that he was comprehending the Dao.

It was none other than Wang Teng.

"What an incredible opportunity! The legacy of a peerless master!"

"I never expected that the lost King's Seal would be here. Brother Wang is indeed blessed with great fortune!"

The Human King Seal, the Heaven-Turning Seal, and the Mountain-Embracing Seal are three parts of one, profound and mysterious, a rare sacred art in the world. The Mountain-Embracing Seal is still passed down in the land of the Big Dipper, but the Human King Seal and the Heaven-Turning Seal are rarely seen. Unexpectedly, they have been discovered here.

"brush!"

Stone dust danced on the stone wall, the marks of the ancients disappeared, and the stone wall was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had never existed.

Wang Teng emerged from the Enlightenment Realm, his aura becoming even stronger, clearly indicating he had gained a great deal.

In contrast, many young people from the Northern Plains were beating their chests in frustration, clearly having only grasped the basics. It was like entering a treasure mountain and leaving empty-handed—worse than death itself.

"when!"

Wang Teng soared into the sky, his hands shifting and changing, forming profound hand seals. At this moment, his aura surged, exuding an unparalleled pressure, looking down upon the world, like a king being born, the only one worthy of respect.

"It really is the Seal of the Human King. The Northern Emperor has truly obtained this inheritance." Jin Chixiao exclaimed in amazement.

"Such profound sacred arts! Human race's secret techniques also have their unique aspects." A young man from the Primordial Clan revealed a look of apprehension in his eyes.

Wang Teng unleashed the King's Seal, sending it hurtling into the distance.

"when!"

This ancient art is profound and unpredictable, possessing the power to swallow mountains and rivers; with a mere wave of the hand, it can annihilate mountains and rivers and destroy all races.

"The King's Seal has fallen into your hands; it's truly a waste of a gem."

Ning Qingyi's voice echoed throughout the heavens. He appeared from the void and descended step by step, causing all things in the world to ripple with his movements.

“Ning Qingyi…” Wang Teng’s eyes flashed with apprehension.

The defeat at the Dragon Transformation Realm had a significant impact on him. Now that he has reached the Sendai Realm, the gap between them is even smaller, and they can be said to be at the same level. One can imagine how much pressure he is under.

Shenling Valley, Zi Tiandu and Zi Tianfeng also came up with solemn expressions.

When the young people of the Ancient Clan learned of Ning Qingyi's identity, their eyes flashed with a fierce light, and many even revealed hatred.

"brush!"

A golden light descended, and the Holy Prince appeared from the void, landing beside him.

This caused many members of the ancient race to change their expressions, becoming somewhat agitated and filled with doubt and uncertainty. The fact that the Holy Prince and the Little Celestial Venerable had joined forces was absolutely earth-shattering news.

"Do you want me to intervene? To stop the ancient clans from interfering?" the Holy Prince asked.

“No need.” Ning Qingyi shook her head and said, “There are too many ancient races, I can’t recognize them all. When someone gets involved, just tell me which races they are.”

“Those two are no longer needed.” Ning Qingyi looked in the direction of the siblings Zi Tiandu and Zi Tianfeng.

He revealed a chilling smile and looked at Zi Tiandu, saying, "Zi Tiandu, you've appeared before me again. That's good."

"I have good news for you. I have survived the Tribulation of Sendai, so we are now at the same level. This time, I will definitely not use the Supreme Artifact."

Zi Tiandu's face was gloomy. For someone at the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm to say that they were at the same level as someone at the peak of the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm was a ridiculous statement. But when Ning Qingyi said these words, a thick shadow was cast over everyone.

Because Ning Qingyi is so formidable, he has never been defeated since his debut.

Jin Chixiao stepped forward and said, "Little Celestial Venerable, what brings you here?"

Ning Qing glanced at him, her expression one of indifference.

"Wang Teng, let's fight." Ning Qingyi issued the challenge.

Wang Teng's expression was uncertain, and he did not answer immediately.

Zi Tiandu stepped forward, his anger blazing: "Ning Qingyi, since you say you won't use the Supreme Artifact, then fight me first!"

(End of this chapter)