The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 165 The Golden Crow is Robbed, Tang Valley Emerges

Beihai, with its dark waves rolling and towering, is like an ancient, ferocious beast awakening, churning and churning, sending the roar of the waves high into the sky and scattering the heavy clouds.

Since ancient times, this place has been a dangerous place. There are even records that the North Sea Eye can devour heaven and earth, refine gods and demons, and was a forbidden place for ancient emperors to suppress those who committed great sins.

According to the records of the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, the Fusang Divine Tree was born in Tanggu, but Tanggu disappeared in the East Sea at some unknown time. Therefore, it is hard to believe that the Fusang Divine Tree was hidden here.

However, when a few fragments of the map and a few branches of the Fusang Divine Tree appeared, everyone realized that it was real!
The Golden Crow Clan was the most fanatical, sending out all their elites. Apart from the deceased Ninth Prince, the remaining nine Golden Crow Princes searched day and night for the Fusang Divine Tree in the North Sea.

Undoubtedly, the emergence of any immortal herb can stir up unrest in the world, and even ancient emperors could not ignore it. However, some immortal herbs hold immense appeal for specific groups.

For example, the True Dragon Immortal Elixir is for dragons, the Divine Phoenix Immortal Elixir is for phoenixes, the Qilin Immortal Elixir is for unicorns... Celestial Venerables, Ancient Emperors, and Great Emperors of these lineages can gain more inspiration than others and glimpse some secrets about immortals. Therefore, if given the opportunity, they will spare no expense to retrieve them.

The Fusang Divine Tree is just like that for the Golden Crow Clan!

This is a legend passed down among the Golden Crow tribe. It is said that long before the chaotic ancient era, the Golden Crow tribe lived on the Fusang Divine Tree and even produced an emperor who was so powerful that even immortals had to bow down to him.

If they could find it, it would be very likely that the glory of the past would be restored, allowing the Golden Crow Clan to rule the nine heavens and ten earths. Therefore, the Fusang Divine Tree was of great significance, and even the grudges of the Ninth Prince were put aside by them.

Of course, other forces scoffed at the idea.

The Elixir of Immortality is a rare treasure that has circulated among powerful figures for an unknown period of time. One of its descendants has made such a claim, but has he ever asked the Elixir of Immortality for permission?
Beihai Tianfang Island is a large island and an important stronghold of the Jinwu tribe.

On this day, many important figures gathered here.

The current Grand Elder of the Golden Crow Clan, several Golden Crow Princes, and many other experts of the Golden Crow Clan have all gathered here.

In addition, many experts searched the North Sea, leaving no stone unturned.

"The Third Prince is back! He discovered a cave and actually found fragments of a map, as well as a section of the Fusang tree branch!"

A message reached the center of the hall, and the Golden Crow Clan's Grand Elder suddenly stood up, his aura soaring, his expression filled with great joy.

This was a Taoist priest over fifty years old, with long, flowing blond hair, a gaunt appearance, and a pair of eerie and intimidating golden eyes. He was tall and held a golden wooden staff.

"Great, excellent! Now we have six copies of the incomplete map!" someone said.

"Third Brother did a good job. In this way, we have one-sixth of the map, which is enough to make calculations!" The speaker was the Eighth Prince of Jinwu. He looked like a young man in his twenties, but his cultivation was unfathomable, having already broken through to the second level of the Sendai realm.

"Go and ask some elders in the clan to make calculations! We must be the first to do so."

Inside the main hall, discussions were in full swing, and the atmosphere was quite heated. Clearly, the news of the Fusang Divine Tree had stirred up the entire clan.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the entire divine island shook, and a terrifying aura erupted from the horizon, causing everyone in the hall to change color.

This island is a key territory managed by the Golden Crow Clan, and it is fortified with a Saint-level array, making it virtually impregnable. It is hard to imagine what kind of enemy could possibly shake this place.

"go!"

The experts in the main hall all came out and arrived at the east of the divine island, where they immediately witnessed a scene that made their souls fly away.

A handsome young Taoist priest, dressed in a black robe, expressionlessly lifted a blue and green pyramid and slammed it down.

Originally, the killing formation protecting the island was already on the verge of collapse, but this attack, like a stroke of genius, destroyed the key node of the formation, causing the entire formation to crumble.

"boom!"

As the great formation collapsed, a vast, ocean-like power surged forth, dark clouds rolled, and demonic clouds rose to the sky, shattering everything in its path!
"what!"

Caught off guard, the numerous golden crows were struck by this force and were instantly submerged, their remains vanishing into a cloud of blood mist.

The divine island beneath their feet turned into light and was destroyed along with the great formation, leaving the place in ruins.

"You deserve to die!"

The Golden Crow Clan's Grand Elder was covered in blood, clearly suffering a serious injury. He charged forward like a madman, his divine power surging, intent on killing Ning Qingyi completely.

"kill!"

He gave a soft shout, and a three-legged raven appeared behind him, its body cast in gold, not black, its radiance obscuring the sun.

With a clear, long howl, the golden crow behind it bristled its feathers, clanging and clattering, as countless golden swords flew out, cleaving the sky.

This is a killing technique used by the Golden Crow Clan to roam the human world; its power is extremely terrifying.

"Qiang!"

However, something chilling happened. The opponent neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed a five-colored handprint, instantly turning the golden sword into scrap metal and clearing the world.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the chaotic energy behind him surged and raged, and the five-colored divine light blocked out the sun, transforming into five precious swords. The chaotic sword energy swept across and slashed forward.

The five swords directly broke through the Golden Crow Clan's Great Elder's defenses, slicing his kingly body into several pieces, causing him to bleed profusely and appear gruesome.

"Great Elder!"

"It's him, Lingbao Daozi!"

The surviving members of the Golden Crow Clan recognized Ning Qingyi's identity and were immediately startled.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Although the Golden Crow Clan hated Ning Qingyi very deeply, they had to admit that he was a true killing star, a ruthless individual capable of single-handedly destroying a major sect!
"Quickly, set up the formation! Kill him here!" The Third Prince of the Golden Crow's expression changed drastically, and he took out a formation flag from his body.

The surviving experts of the Golden Crow Clan also raised their array flags and set up an unparalleled killing array.

"boom!"

Eight Golden Crow Clan experts stood still, each holding an ancient array flag, with intricate patterns spreading out beneath their feet, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, a terrifying power surged forth. The eight banners, as black as ink, stood there like eight ancient gods and demons, terrifying beyond measure, possessing the might to sever the three thousand realms.

"Offer sacrifices to our ancestors!" The Golden Crow Clan's Grand Elder, having recovered his strength, roared.

A terrifying light rose from the ancient killing formation, intense and frightening. A golden figure appeared, standing proudly in the sky-swallowing dark clouds. He was incredibly tall, towering above the demonic clouds, and his eyes shot out golden light that stretched for dozens of miles!

"An avatar of our invincible Great Sage!"

"Kill! Slay this villain and avenge our people!"

The golden crows shouted that they would kill this great enemy.

"Step!" The golden figure stepped forward, intending to crush Ning Qingyi to death. The overwhelming, world-defying power it unleashed shocked the heavens and the earth, reaching far and wide.

"ridiculous!"

Ning Qing coldly uttered these two words, and then a terrifying change occurred, causing the Golden Crows who were in charge of the formation to flee in terror.

The Golden Crow Great Sage's avatar stopped, his aura flickering erratically. However, a moment later, he turned his spear around and stretched out a hand to kill the remaining Golden Crow.

"boom!"

It was utterly unstoppable; the mere aura was enough to shatter the physical forms of the Golden Crows at the Sendai realm. When the divine light swept over them, they were completely evaporated, leaving not even blood or bones behind.

"What's going on? Why is the formation out of control?!"

The Third Prince of the Golden Crow cried out as the great formation in his hand backfired. Now, he and the other seven people who set up the formation were no longer the masters of the formation, but rather its puppets.

"He's the one who did it, it's definitely the 'group' secret!"

The Golden Crow, having discerned the truth, spoke with a bitter tone.

Suddenly, they all realized what was happening and calmed down, only to find that Ning Qingyi had become the central hub of the great formation, with endless Dao patterns connected to it, centered on him.

The roles of the two sides have been reversed, with Ning Qingyi becoming the player and Zhu Jinwu becoming the pawn.

Outside the great formation, screams echoed as the Golden Crows who had managed to survive were mercilessly annihilated by the ancient clan's avatars, wiped out in the blink of an eye.

This scene was so heartbreaking that the eight Golden Crows who were setting up the formation felt their hearts bleed.

These were the elite of their clan, and they were all wiped out here. Even though the Golden Crow Clan is large and powerful, they will suffer a great loss of strength after today.

"Clang!" "Clang!"...

Eight loud thuds were heard, and the golden crows who had set up the formation turned red with anger. They finally made up their minds and broke all eight banners in half. The banners fluttered and fell into the dust.

Their eyes were red with tears, their hearts breaking. This was a battle flag crafted by a Great Sage, a priceless divine object, a treasure that guarded their sect. To do this was tantamount to destroying their very foundation. However, the fact that the battle flag had fallen into Ning Qingyi's hands was something they could not accept even more.

The Golden Crow Great Sage's incarnation dissipated, and the Golden Crows were freed. Just as they were preparing to flee, Ning Qingyi made his move again.

"Buzz!"

Three hazy worlds appeared behind him: one, filled with pure and boundless energy, manifested as the Thirty-Three Heavens; another, where pure and turbid energies merged, forming magnificent rivers and beautiful landscapes; and a third, heavy with turbid energy, transformed into the Nine Netherworlds, a sea of ​​deathly aura.

This is an extraordinary phenomenon, signifying the coexistence of the three realms!
The three great worlds expanded rapidly, capturing all eight golden crows and suppressing them in the Nine Nether Hell. The boundless death energy completely eroded the eight golden crows, turning them into a pile of dust within a few breaths, beyond any hope of survival.

From the moment he appeared until he completely wiped them out, it was only a moment. What were the Golden Crow Clan's Grand Elder and the Golden Crow Tenth Prince? In front of him, they were nothing but ants, all crushed into dust and dead beyond any hope of survival.

"what."

Suddenly, he let out a soft exclamation and gently waved his hand. Several golden branches flew out from the Nine Nether Hell, surging with the holy power of the sun.

"They're really lucky; they've actually found a few more branches of the Fusang Divine Tree."

Ning Qingyi was quite surprised. He retracted the tree trunk and transformed into a rainbow as he departed.

Soon, news of the destruction of the Golden Crow Clan's divine island spread throughout the world. When eyewitnesses pieced together the truth and learned that Ning Qing was the one who made the move, many experts looked very solemn and felt extremely hopeless about the matter of competing for the Fusang Divine Tree.

"If a sage doesn't appear, is there really anyone who can do anything to him?"

"This is true imperial talent. It's hard to imagine any peers who could rival him."

"Is Yin Tiande going into seclusion again?"

At the same time, the remaining forces of the Golden Crow Clan in the North Sea also received the news and cautiously acted alone, no longer banding together, because banding together was useless; in front of Ning Qingyi, they would all be doomed.

Of course, they were not without means of dealing with it. On the same day that the news was confirmed, the Sixth Prince Lu Ya set off for a secluded place.

This is a secret place in the Central Continent, filled with celestial fire, and one of the ancient caves is filled with the essence of the sun.

This terrifying place, however, is a secluded retreat for one person, and it is also the reason why Lu Ya came here.

"Father!" He called out using a secret method for nine days and nine nights, and finally there was a response from inside the cave.

"Little Six, I didn't expect you to come looking for me. Does this mean I'm about to emerge from seclusion?"

The person Lu Ya came looking for was none other than the contemporary Golden Crow King!

This is an extremely terrifying existence. Almost all of his contemporaries are dead, and even back then, few could rival him!

"Father, the birth of the Fusang Divine Tree has exposed the clan's plot to seize the descendants of the Sun Saint Empress, and now we have attracted a great enemy..." Lu Ya felt bitter, especially when he thought of Ning Qingyi's order for him to commit suicide, his heart trembled.

A figure emerged from the depths of the cave. It was a middle-aged man who resembled a demon god; his mere presence was enough to make one feel suffocated. In his eyes, mountains and rivers crumbled, time changed, and stars vanished—a scene of unparalleled vicissitude and terror.

This is the Golden Crow King, who has reached the end of his path to becoming a king, and he faintly exudes the aura of a sage.

“Father!” Lu Ya exclaimed excitedly, then handed over a branch: “This is a branch of the Fusang Divine Tree that we found in the North Sea.”

The Golden Crow King took it and carefully sensed it. His eyes immediately shone brightly: "It is indeed a branch of a divine tree. It can guide our bloodline. With it, my chances of breaking through to the Saint Realm have increased even more."

Lu Ya was overjoyed. Although in his heart his father, the Golden Crow King, was invincible, he couldn't help but waver when facing Ning Qingyi, a peer who had personally killed several Great Completion Kings. Even as a son, he couldn't help but be swayed.

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye, and the chaos in Beihai continues.

Many cultivators fought fiercely here, especially the human and demon races, who were influenced by Ning Qingyi and the Golden Crow Clan, and engaged in a series of battles.

Ning Qingyi made several moves, and anyone from the Golden Crow Clan who encountered him had no chance of survival. In just a few months, several Dao-Slaying Kings died, and the Golden Crow Clan's Ten Princes, who were known as invincible in the world, now only have three left, which can be described as a heavy loss.

As more and more fragments of the map appeared, even if not all of them, the cultivators had a general idea of ​​the area to be searched. However, such a search would likely take decades or even centuries, and in this era of great strife, there was simply no time to waste.

In the end, all the cultivators in the vast North Sea discussed the matter, put aside their prejudices, and some even went to the Longevity Temple to seek an audience with Ning Qingyi. They obtained a partial map that pointed out the path to Tang Valley.

Half a month later, based on various celestial phenomena, the various forces finally arrived at a mysterious sea area.

Here, an ancient island sits in the black ocean, teeming with life, with endless ancient medicinal herbs and a fragrant aroma.

What is most amazing and heartwarming is that there is an ancient tree on the island, golden in color, as if cast in gold, with lush golden leaves that flow with the holy power of the sun!

"The Immortal Tree of Fusang!"

(End of this chapter)