The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 47: Seizing the Chaos Stone and Transforming it into a Pillar of Heaven

Ning Qingyi looked at the ancient palace from afar. The golden and jade-like palaces were like the legendary residences of immortals. Auspicious rays of light rose up from the sky and rays of sunshine were emitted. The atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious.

He climbed up the stairs. The jade steps under his feet were filled with auspicious clouds, without any evil spirit, but a trace of murderous intent was slowly reviving.

"Zheng!"

As Ning Qing stepped into the Jade Palace, the sound of metal clashing rang in his ears.

Above the main hall, eight stone sculptures came to life, each with wings growing on their backs. When the two-meter-long wings spread out, pieces of the stone sculptures fell off, and a sinister aura rose into the sky, filled with murderous intent.

These were the eight Yin Generals! Their faces were stiff, devoid of any life, yet their cultivation had already reached the Dao Palace realm.

They attacked together, their yin energy connected to each other, and formed a large formation!
The air is filled with yin energy and murderous intent, and any cultivator from the Four Extremes will be killed if they fall into it.

"Playing formations in front of me!"

Ning Qingyi snorted coldly, and the Taiyin Yin Spring in the Wheel Sea gushed out the Taiyin Holy Power. Sixty-four formation flags flew out, and a Taiyin Xuanling formation was set up in an instant.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The eight Yin generals had very low intelligence, but they could also feel the changes in the environment of heaven and earth.

However, when the array patterns were intertwined, the Yin generals were unable to control their own power at all. They were actually used to refine the array and became the Yin generals who protected the array.

"Hold back those who come after you. If you can't even get past this, don't waste your life."

Ning Qingyi rushed from the first jade palace to the second palace.

"boom!"

Eight torrents of Yin energy surged in from all angles. A huge eight-headed snake coiled in the center of the hall. Its head, as big as a calf, stared with bright yellow eyes, exuding a tyrannical emotion.

Ning Qingyi did not dodge, and attacked head-on with a Namo Fist, which not only dispersed the torrent of Yin Qi, but also absorbed and tore the eight-headed snake apart.

"Roar!"

The big snake screamed and roared in pain, and its eerie blood flowed all over the ground, with an extremely fishy stench.

A magic lamp jumped out from Ning Qing's shoulder. In the bright and warm light, a five-colored spark flew out and actually set the big snake on fire.

The flesh and blood created by the Yin Qi became the best fuel, illuminating the temple brightly.

In the third palace, the guards were actually a group of legendary flying yakshas, ​​with ferocious faces, a pair of silver wings, strong and powerful, roaring deeply. Each of them was in the Four Extremes Realm, and the leader had already reached the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

Unfortunately, Ning Qingyi was too powerful. The five-colored divine light swept down all things and took away their vitality.

The fourth-floor hall is home to six immortal Taoists. Their corpses were all cultivators in their lifetime. After being sacrificed and refined, they were possessed by Yin spirits, and each of them possessed the combat power of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

But so what!
Ning Qingyi burned his divine power, and the eight forbidden combat powers allowed him to break the powerful golden body of Yuhua Taoist, and he died in the temple.

On the fifth floor of the palace, there were also three Taoists sitting cross-legged, and they exuded the majesty of masters of the first level of the immortal realm.

Ning Qingyi's eyes suddenly became solemn, knowing that he had encountered a powerful enemy.

He let out a long roar, and his whole body was filled with divine power. The sea of ​​​​glory overflowed from his body, and the five Taoist springs rumbled.

"Roar!"

The three Taoists were also terrifying, emitting strange roars that were not human and rushing forward. They were extremely terrifying. Although they had lost their previous magical powers, all their divine power was transformed into their corpses, which were as hard as divine iron.

Ning Qing swung the Namo Fist, and many strange images such as the celestial dragon, the jade elephant, the Buddha, and the Mingwang circled around him, and finally transformed into the golden fist and struck out.

"boom!"

The palace was almost boiling with activity, as one man and three corpses fought in chaos, making clanging sounds and cracking the void!

"Bang!"

Ning Qingyi tried his best to withstand the attacks of the other two Taoists, and actually knocked down the body of another Taoist with one punch, breaking his jade bones.

The Taoist let out a terrifying roar, but his heart, which was the gathering of Yin energy in his body, was crushed by Ning Qingyi. He instantly lost all his strength and fell into a corner of the temple.

"Cough cough..."

Ning Qingyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the other two. There was no doubt that even though he was now far more powerful than his peers, he still had enemies in the Immortal Realm!

He used the secret healing technique of the Invincible Golden Body and attacked again, exchanging injuries for injuries. He took the attack of one Taoist and actually tore the arms of the second Taoist alive in three rounds.

"Go to hell!"

Ning Qingyi roared angrily and smashed his jade head into pieces.

"Roar!"

Before dying, this Taoist with jade bones also pierced Ning Qingyi's lower abdomen, and then the fluctuations of divine power in his body quickly disappeared.

"You're the only one left!"

Ning Qingyi stared at the last corpse and was about to take action when several auras approached rapidly from behind.

"It's them?!"

Ning Qingyi felt the breath of the Golden-winged Little Peng King, frowned, and looked at the Jade Bone Taoist who was staring at him viciously on the other side.

"Well, I'll let you hold the hurdle for me."

Ning Qingyi once again took out a set of formation flags, trapped the Jade Bone Taoist and the entire hall, and then quickly left. Within two steps, he felt the roars and violent power of the Golden Winged Little Peng King and others.

I don’t know how long it will take to kill several saints and demon masters at the fourth level if they join forces.

Ning Qingyi pondered this, then looked towards the distant Sixth Hall of Light. It seemed suspended in mid-air, its plaque inscribed with the characters "Temple of Light" hanging on it, appearing ethereal. Behind the Palace of Light stood three massive structures, nestled in darkness, emitting no light.

There were three coffins, the smallest of which was as big as a palace. The three large coffins were taller than the other, standing in the darkness.

This time, Ning Qingyi was very cautious, and the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda above his head was ready to be activated at any time.

"Someone found it..."

Inside the hall, a hoarse voice was heard, which was very unpleasant.

Ning Qingyi's mind was shaken, and he felt an extremely powerful aura, which definitely had the strength of the second level of the Immortal Realm.

As Ning Qing stepped into the hall, he saw a suspended altar in the center of the magnificent and spacious hall. The altar was pitch black in color, with ancient animal skin scrolls on it, and auspicious rays of light hanging down, which looked very mysterious.

In front of the Taoist platform, there is a translucent seven-story ancient tower suspended, and under the ancient tower, there is a Taoist sitting cross-legged, who is the guardian of the sixth-floor hall!
"A cultivator at the Four Extremes Realm can actually fight against a Jade Corpse of the First Immortal Stage..." The Taoist looked at Ning Qingyi, a turbid, bloodthirsty light in his eyes: "I really want a body like this..."

He attacked, and the ancient tower flew directly over his head, intending to suppress Ning Qingyi to death with one blow, as if a lion were fighting a rabbit with all its strength.

"It is difficult for a spirit to attain sainthood after countless calamities... Let's see who will die today!"

Ning Qingyi burned the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda with all his strength. With the nourishment of infinite divine energy, this broken quasi-imperial weapon actually displayed one-third of its former terrifying power.

"This is……"

The Taoist's face turned pale with rage, he felt that a disaster was imminent, he wanted to fight back but suddenly found that he and the divine tower were unable to move at all, they were pinned down by the ancient quasi-imperial weapon, and then broke into pieces and turned into powder.

An extremely powerful ghost died just like that, and the ancient tower collapsed with it.

Ning Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards the Taoist platform.

This is exactly the goal of his trip, the bed where the former Emperor Wu Shi slept, the Chaos Stone!

Ning Qingyi first used the five-colored divine light to sweep it away, but it disappeared as soon as it touched the Chaos Stone within a few feet.

"The aura of the Great Emperor Wu Shi... It has been eighty thousand years, and it still hasn't dissipated." Ning Qing rushed towards the Chaos Stone. When he was close to five feet away, the Chaos Stone shot out thousands of feet of light. One auspicious color after another fell down, distorting the space and forming a unique force field.

At this moment, Ning Qingyi was frozen and could hardly move a step.

He knew that it was the Emperor's aura that was restraining him, but even the Emperor Wu Shi could not stop him from moving forward.

"Ding Dong!"

His body emitted jade-like and golden sounds, and he moved forward slowly amidst these sounds. Just as he was about to break through three feet, someone rushed in.

"So you are here!"

At this moment, the Golden-winged Peng King appeared, glanced at Ning Qingyi and sneered.

"Since you are imprisoned in this palace, I will let you experience the feeling of being oppressed."

"Buzz!"

The Golden-winged Little Peng King took action and smashed the Great Wilderness Halberd over. The Temple of Light dimmed and the void was twisted and deformed.

Unfortunately, the Great Wilderness Halberd was also restrained at a distance of five meters.

Ning Qingyi looked back at him and continued forward.

The Golden-winged Little Peng King was enraged. He glowed with golden light and shouted, "One hundred and eighty thousand swords!"

Tens of thousands of huge swords clanged, and under his divine consciousness, all of them bombarded Ning Qingyi, but unfortunately it was still useless.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the hall. Xiang Yifei, Dayan Shengzi and others rushed in one after another, with many injuries on their bodies.

When you see the Chaos Stone in the hall and the ancient animal skin scroll on it, you won’t know that it is a treasure.

"Do it!"

All of them attacked, rushing towards the Chaos Stone in the center. Unfortunately, they were also defeated, the immense pressure collapsing all forms of divine power.

Ning Qingyi continued to move forward. The power of the Chaos Stone became heavier and heavier, making it increasingly difficult for him to move forward. Despite this, he was very close.

"Fight!"

Everyone knew that even a young prodigy like Ning Qingyi was walking obediently, so they had no choice but to charge forward like this!
“Zheng!”, “Zheng!”, “Zheng!”…

Xiang Yifei of Dayan Holy Land drew out his holy sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, piercing forward. He took difficult steps, approaching the Chaos Stone little by little.

On the other side, the Holy Son Wanchu also used the unique skills of the holy land and moved forward with difficulty.

After a moment of uncertainty, the Golden-winged Peng King snorted coldly and went to retrieve his Great Wilderness Halberd.

In addition, many young geniuses poured in one after another. Seeing everyone vying to cross the river, some of them joined in, while others cautiously stood guard at the door, watching the geniuses vying to cross the river.

Ning Qingyi looked back and his whole body was trembling. The previously injured area was under even greater pressure, but even so, he still touched it.

Standing on the platform, Ning Qing didn't even look at the ancient animal skin scroll, but instead climbed up the Chaos Stone with both hands and made a strong effort.

"Boom!"

The Chaos Platform was trembling, but Ning Qing unexpectedly lifted it up. The many geniuses trapped in the force field also began to spin.

Ning Qingyi slowly put the Chaos Dao Platform into the Wheel Sea, and then the ancient animal skin scroll fell and landed at his feet.

The entire hall was silent.

Ning Qingyi rolled the ancient scroll into his hand, opened it and took a look. He used his spiritual power to copy the topographic map of the Purple Mountain where nine dragon veins guarded the mountain. Then he threw the animal skin scroll away and walked out swaggeringly.

"Wait, do you really want to leave?"

The Golden-winged Little Peng King roared angrily and attacked again. He swung the Tianhuang Halberd and smashed it down, hitting Ning Qingyi.

"court death!"

Ning Qing shouted angrily, and the Five Elements Divine Light passed through like a thread, sweeping down the Tianhuang Halberd and suppressing it.

"boom!"

When Namo Fist faced the physical body of the Golden Winged Peng King, it only took three punches to break the Golden Winged Peng King's right arm, and blood splattered into the sky!
"what!"

The Golden-winged Little Peng King roared angrily and was about to use his unique skill, the Tianpeng Bolongtu, but he didn't even have the chance to do so as he was suppressed by Ning Qingyi again in the Five Elements Divine Mountain.

"Is there anyone else trying to stop me?"

Ning Qing glanced around and found that the Saints of the various Holy Lands were all looking at him in awe, without moving. They were obviously frightened by his action of suppressing the Golden Winged Little Peng King.

After all, when they came in together just now, the scene of the Golden-winged Little Peng King fighting against the evil soldiers and horses was still vivid in their minds. Even such a young master of the demon clan was defeated, let alone them.

Finally, Ning Qingyi left and disappeared among the beautiful mountains and waters of Lizhou.

……

In the primitive mountains, Ning Qingyi took out the Chaos Stone and left the Temple of Light. The magical power of this stone had declined, but its sealing ability had not weakened much.

Ning Qingyi also tested the enlightenment ability of this Chaos Dao Platform. Indeed, if it were his previous self, it might still be a rare treasure, but now its effect is minimal.

In the end, he began to refine the stone according to his own wishes.

He set up a formation, and then used the Fire Domain Divine Flame stored in the Luofu Cauldron to forge it, refining endless divine patterns into it. In just half a month, the Chaos Platform disappeared, and in its place were four thick Chaos Stone Pillars.

The chaotic stone pillar was filled with air currents, and countless lines could be vaguely seen, which was extremely mysterious.

It was because Ning Qingyi engraved the mystery of the word composition on it, just like Lingbao Tianzun refined the four killing swords, and refined the four pillars into the foundation of the great formation.

Then, he used the secret bone-refining method of the Invincible Golden Body to forcibly pull out his arms and legs.

It was so painful, the whole process was daunting, blood was spilled all over the floor, and the body was severely damaged.

In the end, he managed to hold on, but his new body was still a little weak.

Then he sacrificed the arm bones and leg bones into the four stone pillars, and then began to refine the Dao patterns.

Somehow, he felt that his limbs were connected to the four stone pillars.

"This is the final step! Success or failure depends on this."

Ning Qingyi sang the Small Destiny Spell. This time, what he burned was not divine power, but his life span, because he wanted to open the door to true immortality.

A portal appeared silently in the void behind him. Ning Qingyi seized the opportunity and sent four divine pillars in. Then the portal closed and disappeared.

He also seized the opportunity to sense and began to practice his own secret method, relying on the special sensing of his spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life.

His own Four Extremes Secret Realm resonated with the distant Chaos Pillar, and then...

"Crack!"

The new bones shattered, and wisps of chaotic energy emerged from the void, which were actually tempering his body and engraving the mysterious laws of chaos. Unfortunately, he could not bear it.

"Success!"

Ning Qingyi showed a look of ecstasy, he knew that his single secret method of the Four Extremes Secret Realm was successful.

It transforms into the pillar of heaven!
Based on the secret of word formation, it contains the mysteries of many scriptures such as borrowing objects to represent shapes, digital secrets, Lingbao Sutra, Taiyin and Taiyang Sutra, allowing practitioners to communicate with chaos, engrave their bodies with endless chaotic principles, and let the four poles develop towards the pillar of heaven.

(End of this chapter)