Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Deep in the Qiyun Mountain canyon.

Bai Qian sat cross-legged, wearing a plain white dress that spread out like lotus leaves. Her long hair was not tied up and was draped over her shoulders and back, swaying slightly in the night breeze.

Three feet above their heads, a fist-sized inner core floated.

The inner core was warm and translucent, rotating slowly like the bright moon. With each rotation, the Yin energy gathered from all directions, transforming into wisps of silver light that flowed into it.

Outside the canyon, the towering mountain giant, transformed from the Black Mountain Demon, sat silently, its invisible aura almost freezing the air.

Time passes little by little.

As dawn approaches, it is the moment when yin and yang intersect between heaven and earth.

Bai Qian suddenly opened her eyes!

"it's time."

She parted her lips slightly, her voice clear and cold like ice water striking stone.

The moment the words left his mouth, his inner core trembled violently.

"Buzz!"

A deep and long humming sound spread outwards from Bai Qian in all directions.

The sound was faint at first, but in an instant it resounded like a great bell, shaking the heavens and the earth. All seventy-two peaks of the Qiyun Mountains trembled at the same time, rocks rolled down, and trees swayed.

"Roar!"

A deep yet soul-shaking roar erupted from the depths of her throat, instantly spreading for hundreds of miles around.

Immediately afterwards, the inner core floating in front of him radiated boundless light, frantically devouring the Taiyin Qi surging in from all directions. Visible silver light streams were drawn from the bright moon, the void, and the depths of the earth, converging into rivers and flowing into the inner core.

The inner core expanded at an astonishing speed, instantly becoming the size of a house. It was completely transparent, and countless intricate and complex incantations could be seen being generated, flowing, and colliding inside.

These incantations are Bai Qian's understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, as well as the manifestation of her own bloodline supernatural powers.

The incantations within the inner elixir intertwine and collide, gradually evolving into the shape of a bright moon, cycling from new moon to full moon.

Before long, a golden light shone from within the inner elixir, transforming into a great sun that shone brightly alongside the moon, forming a perfect yin-yang cycle that is endlessly regenerating.

At the same time, the surrounding space began to distort, even the light was swallowed up, making Bai Qian's figure shatter like a mirror.

Even more terrifying, the bloodline of the Howling Celestial Dog within the inner core seemed to be reviving, its ancient and ferocious aura soaring into the heavens, shattering the clouds above.

Bai Qian cultivated for hundreds of years, comprehending the four principles of heaven and earth: the Great Sun, the Bright Moon, the Void, and Slaughter. These principles intertwined, merging into her inner core, transforming into supernatural phenomena, and condensing the Dao and reason.

The Heavenly Dog Battle Technique, which she created with Wu Tian, ​​became a catalyst, allowing her to digest and absorb all her insights and transform them into her own unique battle technique—the Taibai Dividing Light Sword.

This sword manual can communicate with the sun, moon, and void, and sharpen its edge with the energy of killing. A single sword strike can sever yin and yang, and divide day and night. It is the result of her hundreds of years of cultivation.

The four principles of Yin, Yang, Void, and Slaughter intertwine to form a sword light, which is the manifestation of her profound cultivation.

"cut!"

Bai Qian gave a soft shout, and her hand seals suddenly changed.

The inner core emitted a clear, resonant sound like the cry of a sword, then transformed into a dazzling and brilliant sword light... soaring straight into the sky!
The sword light shot into the sky, tearing through the darkness and illuminating the dawn, making the entire sky seem to be split in two.

Where the sword light passed, it left a trail that lingered for a long time.

The trajectory was not a simple light trail, but a sword mark woven from the four great principles of Yin, Yang, Void, and Slaughter. Along the way, the void twisted, the sun and moon shone together, and the aura of slaughter permeated the air.

The Shi family cultivators who were watching from afar were dumbfounded, their minds overwhelmed by the grand and ancient scene of advancement. Many of those with lower cultivation levels even felt a stinging pain in their souls and involuntarily retreated.

The Taibai Dividing Light Sword, upon its first appearance before the world, displayed a breathtaking sharpness, tearing through the sky in just a few breaths and surging into the first of the Nine Heavens, the Heaven of Chaos.

The chaotic heavens are the boundary between mortals and immortals. Only by cultivating into a wandering immortal can one break through the gales and thunder and roam freely in the sky.

This place is interwoven with endless laws of heaven and earth, surging like a tidal wave, and constantly generating gales and thunder. Even a primordial spirit cultivator would be annihilated if caught in it.

"Buzz!"

Just as Bai Qian's inner core rushed into the chaotic heaven, a sudden change occurred.

It was as if a giant rock had been thrown into a calm lake, and the endless principles of law surged like the tide, creating towering waves.

That was not a storm in the ordinary sense, but rather all the principles that exist in the world, which at this moment transformed into a tangible wave, surging towards that inner core from all directions.

Those waves of legal principles are formless and intangible, yet more terrifying than anything tangible. Wherever they pass, the void shatters and cause and effect are distorted.

Even if a primordial spirit is caught up in it, it will be torn to pieces by the various colliding laws, and even the primordial spirit cannot escape.

Sizzle! Boom!
The churning tide of law and reason gave rise to fine lightning and gales, carrying a destructive aura, which surged wildly toward the inner core, crashing, scouring, and tearing it apart.

"Boom!"

A deafening thunder roared down from the high sky.

The area around the inner core transformed into a sea of ​​thunder, with countless lightning snakes surging and exploding wildly in the tide of law. Some were as thick as water tanks, stretching for hundreds of miles; some were as thin as hair, yet possessed a sharpness that could pierce through the void; some were silent, yet capable of annihilating the soul.

A howling wind, a void turbulence caused by the disorder of spatial laws, cut through everything.

The gale and thunder intertwined, generating more, denser, and more violent arcs of lightning and fire, which completely submerged the airspace where the inner core was located, turning it into a forbidden zone of destruction.

This is not some so-called divine punishment, but rather a natural response to the laws of heaven and earth, just as a boulder hitting a lake will naturally create waves.

This seemingly terrifying scene is but a tiny ripple in the face of the almost boundless chaos of the world.

Whether one is a wandering immortal or a demon saint, one must undergo the baptism of the tides of law and the storms and thunder before one can take the crucial step of condensing a Dharma form or one's natal star.

At this moment, Bai Qian needs to use her inner core to absorb the principles of law that resonate with her from the tides, refine them, and completely stabilize and sublimate them so that she can transform into the prototype of a star and officially step into the realm of a demon saint.

If one cannot survive, their inner core will shatter, their soul and spirit will perish, and all traces will be erased by the tide.

Her face was as pale as paper, and she was enduring unimaginable shock and pain.

The scouring of the tides of law was like polishing her inner core with the coarsest sand and gravel; the thunder and gales penetrated even deeper into her soul and blood, almost causing her to faint.

She must stay true to herself, operate the "Taibai Dividing Light Sword Scripture," guide the laws that resonate with her, resist the erosion of other chaotic laws, and at the same time absorb the essence of heaven and earth in the storm to nourish herself.

This is a clash of will, foundation, and the laws of nature.

Only when one integrates their inner core into the laws of heaven and earth, ultimately transforming into a star hanging in the sky, can one be considered to have successfully broken through.

The Black Mountain Demon looked up at the sky, his eyes reflecting the scene of the chaotic world, and murmured, "Whether you can survive this calamity depends on yourself." The cultivators of the five great families were deathly silent.

Even Nascent Soul True Persons rarely witness a Great Demon King charging into a Demon Saint. The vastness of the Dharma Tide and the terror of the storms and thunder make many Nascent Soul True Persons feel their scalps tingle.

If I were in that situation, I would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant.

"The path to becoming a Demon Saint... is indeed arduous, and... magnificent." An elderly cultivator murmured to himself, his tone carrying a hint of awe.

As Bai Qian began her breakthrough, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire Qiyun Mountain region became extremely chaotic, like a pot of boiling porridge.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the tides and storms of the chaotic sky.

Just when the atmosphere reached its peak of tension...

On the eastern horizon, in the deepest darkness before dawn, a point of crimson-gold light suddenly appeared.

The light was initially faint, but it expanded extremely quickly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a towering, golden pillar of light that pierced through the clouds and crashed down towards the main peak of Qiyun Mountain, towards the location of the Black Mountain Demon.

A terrifying pressure, majestic, vast, fierce, and imbued with the aura of supreme warfare and the majesty of the heavens, has already crushed down like billions of mountains!

"Om!!"

Within the five major clans, the protective aura surrounding all the cultivators flickered violently and involuntarily. Many of them even let out a muffled groan, their faces turning pale, as they were almost unable to breathe under the sudden pressure of heavenly might.

Even Lady Zhurong and Bai Wenxian couldn't help but change their expressions slightly.

The giant mountain, transformed from the Black Mountain Demon, suddenly raised its head, and two beams of light shot out from its eyes, colliding fiercely with the descending crimson-gold pressure.

boom!
The collision between the two sides produced no sound, but many cultivators experienced a buzzing in their heads and their vision went black.

The crimson-gold pillar of light dissipated, revealing a majestic figure standing in mid-air, perfectly aligned with the giant head of the Black Mountain Demon.

The newcomer wore a set of ancient yet magnificent dragon armor, with the armor plates covered in layers like dragon scales, each plate engraved with intricate incantations and flowing with immortal golden light.

Jian Tun is the leader of the ferocious Yazi, with a golden ring in his mouth; he wears a python-scale jade belt around his waist, from which hangs an unsheathed longsword.

His face was as fair as jade, and his eyes seemed to flash with lightning when they opened and closed. A vertical golden battle mark stood between his brows, from which the faint sounds of battle could be heard. He wore a purple-gold crown that soared to the sky, which added to his heroic and arrogant appearance.

He was enveloped in rings of crimson-gold divine light, within which countless illusory figures of heavenly soldiers and generals could be vaguely seen arrayed, their battle flags fluttering, their swords and spears like a forest, their drums thundering, and a chilling aura rising to the heavens.

Behind his head, a solidified crimson-gold divine wheel slowly rotated, within which seemed to float grand phenomena of ten thousand armies conquering, stars revolving, and martial arts evolving.

He is none other than the Martial Virtue Star Lord, a righteous deity of the Heavenly Court who oversees military campaigns and martial arts conquests in his region.

"Black Mountain!" Wu De Xingjun spoke, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of everyone present, carrying a metallic quality and an undeniable majesty.

"You have received a decree from the Heavenly Court, and have been appointed as the Grand Duke of Jupiter, in charge of calamities and construction projects. Why do you delay going to Heaven to receive your appointment, instead staying here to protect evil spirits and obstruct the Mandate of Heaven?"

On the Black Mountain Demon's enormous face, the corner of his mouth seemed to twitch, emitting a booming sound like an earthquake, filled with deep mockery: "Wu De brat, don't try that on me."

"The authority of this Jupiter star was formed by my own efforts; what does it have to do with the Heavenly Court?"

"As for demons, I myself am a demon who has attained enlightenment. How am I an eyesore to you?"

"Get out of the way immediately, or don't blame me for showing no mercy."

The Black Mountain Demon used vulgar language and showed no respect whatsoever to this Heavenly Star Lord.

The Martial Virtue Star Lord's face darkened, and the battle mark between his brows shone brightly: "Insolence! Heaven's grace is boundless, bestowing upon you the position of Star Lord is a great fortune for you. How dare you utter such foul words and defy the might of Heaven."

"If you know what's good for you, come with me back to Tian immediately to report for duty, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" the Black Mountain Demon interrupted him. "If you want to fight, just say so. Why put on this arrogant attitude of a star lord?"

"With someone like you in the Heavenly Court, I am ashamed to associate with you. As long as you are here, I, your ancestor, will not bother to go to the Heavenly Court."

He harbored a deep-seated hatred for the Fire God Palace, and even more so for the Martial Virtue Star Lord behind it, so he would show no mercy whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, the killing intent in Wude Xingjun's eyes surged: "Stubborn and unrepentant, you have blasphemed against the gods, your crime deserves death! Today, I will let you, this wild monster, know that the might of the heavens is like a prison, and the divine might is like the sea!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" the Black Mountain Demon roared, and made the first move.

He did not get up, but remained seated cross-legged. He raised his arm, which was larger than a mountain peak, and clenched his fist. On his arm, the phantom of a continuous mountain range, the surging earth vein dragon energy, and the image of the sinking underworld appeared.

The punch was thrown silently, but the void in front of the fist instantly collapsed and twisted, forming a terrifying black hole vortex that swallowed up Wu De Xing Jun.

This punch contained the power of Tai Sui to stir up disasters and suppress the earth's veins. It seemed slow, but in fact it sealed off the void, leaving no one with any way to avoid it.

Wu De Xing Jun snorted coldly, pointed his fingers forward like a sword.

Extremely concentrated crimson-gold light burst forth from his fingertips. That light was so pure and pure that it was the manifestation of countless wills of war and martial arts. A single point of light seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

"laugh!"

The crimson-gold sharpness collided violently with the all-devouring black hole.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a sharp, piercing sound, as if the void itself were being torn apart.

An indescribable burst of dazzling light erupted from the point of impact, and the magical powers of the two intertwined and annihilated each other in a frenzy.

The next moment, the terrifying shockwave suddenly spread out.

"Boom!"

Centered on the point of impact, the air within a radius of hundreds of miles was completely emptied, creating a vacuum zone.

Below, countless rocks and trees instantly turned to dust, and several lower hilltops were flattened. Dozens of tornadoes, stretching from heaven to earth, swept across all directions, carrying debris and dust.

Even in the area where the five great families were located hundreds of miles away, many cultivators were blown about and staggered, their faces filled with horror.

The aftershocks of just a tentative exchange were so terrifying.

Wu De Xingjun paused slightly, the golden light at his fingertips dissipated, and the divine power unleashed by the Black Mountain Demon was also destroyed, turning into chaotic earth energy that scattered in all directions.

A hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes; the power of the Black Mountain Demon was even more profound and domineering than he had anticipated.

"Interesting. No wonder he cultivated for two thousand years to reach the level of a demon saint." As soon as Wu De Xing Jun finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred.

The next moment, he appeared beside the Black Mountain Demon, his hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Keng!"

A clear, resonant sword cry, like a dragon's roar, echoed throughout heaven and earth; the immortal sword was finally drawn. (End of Chapter)