Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

"Hahaha! Heaven is on my side! The path to true immortality begins today!"

Cao Tiangang's eyes blazed with unprecedented greed and ecstasy; he had waited for this moment for far too long.

He ignored everything else, flashed and rushed to the corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc. Behind him, an enormous Kui Mu Tianlang appeared and bit the corpse.

Kui Mu Tianlang frantically devoured the falling power of Yinghuoxing and the bones and blood of the Golden-Winged Roc.

A terrifying wolf was tearing apart the corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc. The scene looked incredibly bloody and brutal, as if an ancient sacrifice was taking place.

"Roar!"

Kui Mu Tianlang roared, and most of the falling fragments of Mars were stirred by an invisible force, forming a vortex-like storm of starlight that entered Tianlang's mouth.

The blood and bones of the Golden-Winged Roc, the fragments and authority of the ancient star Yinghuo were forcibly extracted and refined by it.

Cao Tiangang's aura began to rise and transform at a terrifying speed. His robes fluttered without wind, and his blood boiled. A violent, chaotic, yet majestic and profound aura shot straight into the sky like a pillar of light.

The cultivation of the Primordial Spirit Immortal Path is completely different from that of the Demon Saint.

The Demon Saint adorned the stars with his inner core, and the stars bathed in the laws of the Nine Heavens, making himself more and more in harmony with heaven and earth, and more and more ancient, from the Earthly Fiend Star, the Heavenly Gang Star, all the way to the Ancient Star, becoming an ancient and majestic existence.

However, the cultivation of immortals is completely different. When a wandering immortal condenses a Dharma form, he can create the world once the Dharma form and its principles are perfected.

A wandering immortal establishes a Daoist temple on famous mountains and rivers, condensing a Dharma form; then, using the Daoist temple as its root, it opens up a blessed land, and from then on, it is no longer limited by famous mountains and rivers, and can carry the blessed land with it wherever it goes, and the Daoist temple is with it, thus becoming a true immortal.

If one can align one's own blessed land with the laws of heaven and earth, and borrow the power of heaven and earth to transform it into a complete small world, forming a grotto-heaven, then one is an immortal.

Scattered immortals establish their Daoist temples, true immortals create blessed lands, and divine immortals open up grotto heavens.

Until one day, when a grotto-heaven can break free from heaven and earth, create its own world in the chaotic void, and become a self-contained entity, it will be a powerful Golden Immortal.

This is the cultivation of the Primordial Spirit Immortal Path, which begins with comprehending the Dao by reaching the heavens and ends with creating the world. The purpose of comprehending the heavens and the earth is to eventually create a world that belongs to oneself.

However, aristocratic families are different. All their power comes from their bloodline, and they lack sufficient understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, so they are simply unable to create their own world.

Upon reaching the True Immortal realm, one will trace back to the ancient being who created the source of their bloodline and obtain the authority over the world created by that ancient being.

The more authority one gains, the stronger one becomes, until one completely possesses the world created by that ancient being, at which point the path of bloodline comes to an end.

Therefore, the cultivation limit of people from aristocratic families depends entirely on the concentration of their bloodline and the strength of the source of their bloodline.

At this moment, Cao Tiangang devoured the Roc, his strength surged, and he broke through the True Immortal realm in one fell swoop, beginning to trace the origin of his bloodline to the world created by the Star Lord Kui Mu.

Kui Mu Xingjun, from ancient times, was originally a great sage of the demon race. Later, he cultivated the primordial spirit immortality to become Kui Mu Xingjun and opened up a grotto-heaven. His grotto-heaven was named Bo Yue Cave, which disappeared from the world at the end of ancient times.

Those who are not his bloodline cannot trace his lineage at all.

Cao Tiangang felt his mind resonate with an incredibly ancient cave, and the Kui Mu Tianlang bloodline in his body seemed to become a key, granting him a sliver of authority over that cave.

A terrifying pressure, far surpassing that of a loose immortal, spread out from Cao Tiangang's center, like an ancient ferocious beast awakening.

In the sky, the rising power caused the wind and clouds to change color, with faint thunder rumbling, as if witnessing the birth of a true immortal from a noble family.

In fact, this is because the Wave Moon Cave, which had been hidden from the world, reappeared in the world due to the existence of Cao Tiangang, just like a mountain falling into the sea, which naturally caused the tide of laws and various strange phenomena in the world.

The Lord of the Great Sun Palace watched coldly without intervening, as this was part of the agreement and the price for having the Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General take action.

Moreover, he follows the purest path of the Primordial Spirit Immortal, which is different from the path of aristocratic families. The corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc and the authority of the ancient star Yinghuo do not have much meaning for him.

Lady Zhurong and Bai Wenxian watched with a mixture of envy and apprehension.

Below, the cultivators from the five great families who were originally besieging Bai Yaochen were also shocked by this earth-shattering change and the terrifying aura of breakthrough in the sky, and their offensive slowed down.

Bai Yaochen's pressure eased, but he was powerless to retaliate.

Just then, from the higher heavens came a phoenix cry filled with extreme rage and a terrifying sound as space was forcibly torn apart.

"Wow!"

A phoenix cry, more majestic and ancient than that of the Golden-Winged Roc, and containing the fury to burn the heavens, suddenly resounded from the highest heavens and the top of the firmament.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that the sky, which had been changing with the wind and clouds and filled with starlight due to Cao Tiangang's breakthrough, was suddenly torn open with a huge, terrifying crack that flowed with flames and colorful light.

From within the crack, a terrifying pressure that would make even a True Immortal tremble surged forth like a raging torrent.

"Cao Tiangang, Mu Taishu, I will annihilate your souls and bodies, so that you may never be reincarnated!"

Above the sky, from the massive rift that had been torn open, endless flames and multicolored rays of light poured down like a waterfall.

At the edge of the rift, the void crumbled inch by inch, revealing a deep, dark turbulent current behind it, which was then filled with radiant light and flames. A giant claw covered in magnificent feathers and wreathed in five-colored divine light was the first to emerge from the rift.

With just a slight clench of its giant claw, the void within a thousand miles solidified like glass, emitting a mournful "crackling" sound as countless fine cracks spread outwards.

Through the crack, one could vaguely see an enormous peacock, a perfect blend of sacred majesty and ferocious savagery, forcibly squeezing out from the fissure.

Its size was several times larger than that of the fallen Golden-Winged Roc, and its feathers were radiant with light. Five colors of divine light—blue, yellow, red, white, and black—were interwoven behind it to form a disc that blotted out the sky and slowly rotated.

Each tail feather seems to carry a small world within it; between the opening and closing of the feather's eye, one can see the birth and death of the sun, moon, and stars, and the rise and fall of mountains and rivers.

It was none other than Kong Lingxuan, the Great Sage, a contemporary giant of the Phoenix Clan, who, in the guise of a demon saint, wielded the power of the Fire Star Lord of the Heavenly Court.

But at this moment, this star lord, who should have been majestic and sacred, was in an indescribable state of madness.

The magnificent and sacred five-colored divine light surrounding him was now stained with a layer of frenzied blood color, and as it spun, it emitted a sharp and piercing shriek, tearing the surrounding space to pieces.

"Dapeng..."

Kong Lingxuan's gaze fell on the mangled corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc, which was being torn apart by the Kui Mu Tianlang.

Those eyes were instantly engulfed by boundless blood.

"Ahhhh!!!"

A sound that was not at all like the cry of a phoenix, but more like the mournful roar of a ferocious beast on its deathbed, burst forth from Kong Lingxuan's throat.

The grief, anger, madness, and killing intent contained in that roar, mixed with his terrifying magical power and supernatural abilities, swept down like a tangible sonic tsunami.

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft!" Below, the weaker cultivators from the five great families exploded one after another like watermelons being smashed by an invisible giant hammer the moment this roar rang out, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

Even those Nascent Soul cultivators were ashen-faced, blood spilling from their seven orifices, their primordial spirits trembling so violently they were almost shaken out of their dantian.

The entire Qiyun Mountain battlefield fell into a brief, deathly silence at the sound of that roar.

Only the blood rain continued to fall in a drizzle, mixing with the blood mist that had just exploded, dyeing the world a desolate crimson.

Kong Lingxuan's eyes were fixed on Kui Mu Tianlang, who was devouring his brother's corpse, and Mu Taishu, the Lord of the Great Sun Palace, who was standing not far away.

"You...all deserve to die!!"

Kong Lingxuan's voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows, and every word was filled with overwhelming hatred and murderous intent.

However, just as he was about to forcefully break through the Heavenly Gate and rush down to the lower realm, a long spear wreathed in blood-red light tore through the sky and blocked the Great Sage's path.

"With me here, you can forget about descending to the mortal realm today!"

The Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General's expression was indifferent. His spear stirred up the killing energy between heaven and earth, extinguishing the void rift that had been torn open by it.

"My brother is dead!" Kong Lingxuan laughed in fury. "Hahaha, you child killer from the Nine Heavens, from this day forward, we shall never be enemies."

"Hahahaha!"

Kong Lingxuan's stern roar resounded throughout the heavens.

boom! boom! boom!
Two vast auras with completely different Daoist principles erupted from his body, shaking the Nine Heavens.

The five-colored divine light behind him surged, and the peacock in its true form raised its head and sang, its feathers becoming even more magnificent and sacred. The five-colored divine light seemed to sweep away the stars in the sky.

At the same time, another majestic Dharma form, identical in appearance to his original form but dressed in crimson robes, wearing a crown of blazing fire, holding the Fire Virtue Seal in his left hand and a divine sword in his right, stepped out from the five-colored divine light.

This statue of the Fire God is surrounded by endless starfire runes, echoing the stars in the sky. It is majestic and dignified, and is the divine image of the Fire God who received the decree from the Heavenly Court and holds the power of the Fire God.

The two divine forms, one a demon and the other an immortal, one inheriting the bloodline of the phoenix and the other carrying the edict of the Heavenly Court, manifested at the same time. Their auras intertwined and resonated, and the overwhelming pressure caused even the Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General to pause for a moment.

"Two Dharma forms?! You actually cultivated the Fire Virtue Star Lord form in such a short time?" General Nine Heavens Killing Child's pupils shrank, his heart filled with shock. How long had it been since Kong Lingxuan became the Fire Virtue Star Lord? This speed was too fast, almost abnormally fast.

"The Nine Heavens Child Killer, the karma between you and me will surely be settled one day."

Kong Lingxuan's voice was icy cold, filled with endless hatred. The five-colored divine light transformed into an overwhelming ocean of light, tightly binding and enveloping the Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General.

Divine light flowed, wiping away countless weapons. Although it was difficult to truly harm this ancient god of war for the time being, it was enough to keep him firmly in place.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Fire God's Dharma form forcefully broke through the Heavenly Gate, tearing a rift in the lower realm, transforming into a crimson meteor that pierced through the nine heavens and burned everything, rushing madly down to the lower realm.

The Nine Heavens Child-Slaying General sacrificed himself to entangle the Peacock in its true form. He roared angrily, but was a moment too slow. He could only watch helplessly as the crimson meteor disappeared into the crevice and plummeted into the southern border.

……

Above Mount Qiyun, boundless fiery clouds engulfed the entire world, and a celestial deity, clad in crimson robes and wearing a crown of flames, with a handsome and heroic face, descended from the sky.

The moment this Dharma image appeared, the temperature within a thousand miles began to rise wildly. Mountains and trees spontaneously combusted without fire, rivers and lakes steamed up white mist, and the clouds in the sky were scorched red, as if the sky itself had been set ablaze.

Centered on Mount Qiyun, the area within a thousand miles instantly transformed into a fiery inferno, where countless lives perished.

All the aristocratic cultivators present showed expressions of horror and fear, their bodies trembling. Under the majesty of the Fire Virtue Star Lord, even the ordinary cultivators' thoughts froze.

The four immortals, namely, the Great Sun Palace Master Mu Taishu, the Cao family patriarch Cao Tiangang, Lady Zhurong, and Bai Wenxian, were visibly shocked. They had no time to think about why Kong Lingxuan was able to escape the Nine Heavens Killing Child General and break into the lower realm.

Because the image of the Fire God had already moved the moment it appeared.

Without any words or probing, the Dharma image gently pressed the precious seal held in its left hand toward the location of the Great Sun Palace Master, Cao Tiangang, Lady Zhurong, and Bai Wenxian.

It's as simple and casual as pressing a stamp.

But at the very moment the seal was pressed down...

"Boom!!!"

God, collapsed.

Centered on the treasure seal, the sky within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to be gripped, crushed, and then pressed down onto the earth by an invisible giant hand!
The space first caved inward, forming an enormous vortex with shimmering flames at its edges.

Immediately afterwards, endless flames of various colors burst forth from the vortex: Southern Bright Fire, Solar True Fire, Samadhi True Fire, Earth Lung Poison Fire, Netherworld Ghost Fire...

It was as if all the flames in the world were ignited by this seal, transforming into a destructive torrent that poured down.

Before the flames even arrived, the terrifying heat had already melted the earth below, turning rocks into flowing crimson magma, and the air twisted and steamed, emitting a hissing, burning sound.

The expression on the face of the Great Sun Palace Master Mu Taishu changed drastically. Almost at the same time as the seal was pressed down, he had already drawn the Heaven-Shaking Bow to its full extent.

This time, he dared not hold back. The blurry demon god image behind him merged with his own body, and what condensed on the bowstring was no longer the light of an arrow, but a golden sun condensed to the extreme, only the size of a fist!

“Cum for me!”

He roared and released the bowstring.

The arrow shot out, leaving an eternal charred trail in its wake, before colliding violently with the torrent of flames pouring down.

"Swoosh—Boom!!"

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was only a tooth-grinding hissing sound, like cold water being poured into boiling oil.

Then, the arrow light that had killed the Azure Phoenix and the Golden-Winged Roc in succession lasted less than a breath in the torrent of flames before shattering and vanishing like a bubble.

The aftershocks of the shattered arrow vaporized more than a dozen mountain peaks below, leaving behind bottomless lava craters.

The Lord of the Great Sun Palace felt a chill run from his spine straight to the top of his head, and his entire body instantly transformed into a golden light, fleeing into the distance.

The Fire Virtue Seal dimmed slightly before continuing its descent. (End of Chapter)