Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

"Kong Lingxuan...how dare you steal my treasure?!"

Dingguang Bodhisattva was so enraged that his three internal organs raged violently, spewing golden Buddhist fire from all seven orifices. Boundless anger and heartache almost drove him to madness. "Damn it! You truly deserve to die!"

Kong Lingxuan stood proudly in the void, with colorful divine light slowly flowing behind him, making him appear like a deity descending to earth.

He burst into loud laughter, his voice filled with unbridled joy and unbridled spirit: "Hahahaha! What wouldn't I dare to do?"

"You old bald monk, instead of staying at your Fire Lotus Platform and chanting scriptures, you insist on coming down to the mortal realm to cause trouble and bully my demon race's juniors. How can I, Kong Lingxuan, tolerate your insolence?!"

Just as Dingguang Bodhisattva was so angered by Kong Lingxuan that his Buddha-mind was shaken and his treasure was lost.

"Wow!"

A murderous cry of a crow tore through the sky once more.

Without the suppression of the Dingguang Treasure Fan, the golden crow that Wu Tian had transformed into instantly broke free from the swamp of Buddha's light. The suppressed speed returned, and it became even more violent due to anger and killing intent.

His target was none other than the Tiger-Taming Arhat, who had just barely managed to stabilize himself and was trying to heal his wounds and gather the scattered fragments of his golden body!
A flash of golden light!

No, it was hundreds of golden rays that simultaneously shone from all directions around the Tiger-Taming Arhat.

Wu Tian pushed the speed of traveling with light to its limit, his figure seemed to transform into hundreds of images, each a real afterimage, each containing deadly solar fire and the power to tear apart the void.

In a mere instant, he launched hundreds and thousands of attacks—clawing, tearing, pecking, and wing-slashing—around the terrified Arhat who was subduing the tiger.

"Puff puff!"

"Sizzle! Crack!"

The chilling sounds of cutting, piercing, and shattering rang out in rapid succession, like a storm pounding on tattered leather.

The Arhat who subdued the tiger felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell of light and fire, with attacks from all directions coming from the terrifying golden crow. His Arhat golden body was like a paper boat in a storm, instantly covered with countless charred claw marks, holes and cracks.

The Buddha's light was torn apart, the evil energy was evaporated, and the golden body collapsed at an alarming speed.

He couldn't even organize an effective defense because the opponent's speed was so fast that even his divine sense couldn't lock onto him!

"You wicked creature! Stop!"

Dingguang Bodhisattva was shocked and furious. He wanted to help, but was once again firmly blocked by Kong Lingxuan's five-colored divine light.

"Die!!!"

Wu Tian killed with frenzy, his golden crow wings suddenly folding together like two guillotines of heaven and earth, the true fire of the sun burning on them compressed to the extreme, turning into a blazing white color, with golden lines of cutting laws flowing along the edges.

His entire body transformed into an extremely condensed, straight golden-white light shuttle, passing through the front of the Tiger-Taming Arhat at a speed surpassing any previous time.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

A golden light swept by.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger stood frozen in place, with an extremely thin yet incredibly bright line of blazing white fire appearing on his waist and neck.

next moment,
"Splash... Crash..."

The golden body of the Arhat Subduing Tiger was severed at the waist, and his head slid off along the cut in his neck!
No blood splattered at the cut, because all the flesh and Buddha's light were instantly carbonized and annihilated by the high temperature of the sun's true fire.

The golden body of the Arhat Subduing the Tiger was cut into three pieces.

Moreover, the injury appeared to be more severe, with the golden body at the broken point completely losing its luster, resembling charred rotten wood.

"Damn it! You wicked creature! How dare you blaspheme against the Buddhist Arhats?! This is a path to death, and you will surely face retribution one day!!"

As the Bodhisattva Dingguang watched helplessly as yet another Arhat was robbed, he was so angry that his lungs felt like they were about to explode. His voice became sharp and shrill due to extreme anger, and all traces of the Bodhisattva's peace were gone.

The golden crow that Wu Tian had transformed into made an elegant yet sharp turn in the air. Upon hearing this, it let out a deafening laugh, filled with disdain and arrogance.

"Hahahaha! You old bald monk, is this retribution?"

"I'll wait and see! I'll see what kind of retribution your Buddhist sect can give me! Today's consequences are all your own doing!"

Dingguang Bodhisattva's face was ashen, like the bottom of a pot, his chest heaved violently, and the halo behind his head flickered erratically due to his turbulent emotions.

The Dragon-Subduing Golden Body was annihilated, the Tiger-Taming Golden Body was broken into three pieces and severely injured, and his personal Dingguang Treasure Fan was swept into the Milky Way by Kong Lingxuan. He lost face completely, and none of his goals were achieved... Today's battle can be described as a complete defeat.

He knew that with Kong Lingxuan present, he had no chance of capturing or killing this ferocious golden crow, and continuing to entangle him would only make things more embarrassing.

"Humph!"

Dingguang Bodhisattva let out a cold snort filled with boundless rage through gritted teeth, and said no more. With a sudden flick of his monk's robe, a magnificent burst of Buddhist light enveloped the mangled body of the Tiger-Taming Arhat, which had been cut into three pieces.

Although the Arhat who subdued the tiger was seriously injured, he still had a chance to recover as long as his golden body was cleansed in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Wu Tian was not about to give up easily. Seeing this, he let out a fierce roar, and his body leaped forward. The golden light he transformed into tore through the void with incredible speed, forcefully entering the gathering Buddhist light. The three golden crows' claws, burning with boiling solar true fire, fiercely gripped the sleeves of Dingguang Bodhisattva's monk's robe.

"Stab!"

With a piercing sound like tearing silk, the sleeve of the seemingly ordinary monk's robe, which actually contained powerful Buddhist energy, was ripped open by the true fire of the sun and the ferocious force attached to the golden crow's claws.

The Buddha's light enveloping the remains of the Tiger-Taming Arhat suddenly became disordered.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wu Tian suddenly pecked and grabbed, forcefully snatching the golden body of the two legs of the Tiger-Taming Arhat from the closing sleeve of the Buddha's light robe.

Enraged, the Bodhisattva Dingguang's eyes blazed with fury. He shouted angrily, "You wicked creature, how dare you act like this? Aren't you afraid of being punished and one day imprisoned in the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reborn?"

Wu Tian grabbed the two golden, broken legs that still shimmered with faint Buddhist light but were charred black by the sun's true fire, and laughed loudly, his laughter filled with smugness and mockery.

"Hahaha! You old bald monk, retribution? I'll wait for you to give me your retribution! Today, this Arhat leg will be perfect for feeding the dogs. Let's see what your golden body of Buddhism tastes like!"

Dingguang Bodhisattva's face was ashen, and Buddhist flames flickered within his seven orifices; he had utterly lost face today.

The golden body of the Arhat Subduing Dragon was destroyed, the golden body of the Arhat Subduing Tiger was cut down, and part of the remains of the golden body was stolen. Moreover, Kong Lingxuan was watching with predatory eyes from the side.

He knew he couldn't get away with it, and continuing to argue would only make him lose face, so he let out a cold snort through gritted teeth and said no more.

With a flick of his torn sleeve, he tightly wrapped the remaining head and upper body of the Tiger-Taming Arhat. The twelve-petaled lotus platform beneath his feet spun rapidly, transforming into a slightly hasty, dazzling beam of Buddhist light that pierced through the azure sky and headed towards the Heavenly Court without looking back.

General Lei, who had been fighting with the Golden Light Mother and was actually terrified, dared not stay any longer when he saw that even the Bodhisattva Dingguang had slunk away.
Even faster than the Bodhisattva Dingguang, he feinted and transformed into a bolt of purplish-black lightning, which exploded in the sky before disappearing without a trace.

The Holy Mother of Golden Light put away her lightning whip and golden mirror, and did not give chase. She merely glanced coldly at the direction where the Thunder God had fled, a hint of sarcasm on her lips.

She withdrew her supernatural powers and said to Bai Fengxian with a talisman, "This matter is settled. I am returning to the Heavenly Court. We will meet again another day."

Having said that, he vanished in a flash of lightning.

The great battle abruptly ceased. The azure sky was a scene of utter devastation, with only the Milky Way flowing and stars rolling.

Wu Tian flapped his wings, scattering flames and golden light, and looked at Kong Lingxuan, saying loudly, "I thank the Fire God for his righteous help today. I will repay him in the future. I will go and kill that mudfish first, and invite the God for a drink another day."

Kong Lingxuan was a free-spirited and arrogant person. At this moment, he laughed loudly and said, "I only wanted to have a good time, but I don't need you to remember my kindness! Drinking is fine, but there's no need for thanks."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian exclaimed with delight, "Good! Star Lord, you speak your mind so frankly. I was the one who was too attached to appearances."

"Hahaha!" he laughed loudly, "I'm off!"

With a flap of its wings, it transformed into a golden rainbow piercing the sky, its claws still gripping the pair of golden Arhat legs, and sped off towards the South China Sea with a ferocious and overwhelming aura.

Kong Lingxuan gazed at the fleeting golden light, his admiration deepening. He laughed loudly, "Hahahaha! Truly, we are men of our kind! Enjoying life's pleasures and settling scores with gusto, maneuvering freely and strategically. Though we didn't achieve complete victory today, it was still a satisfying and exhilarating battle! So satisfying!!"

Having said that, he didn't linger any longer, transforming into a dazzling five-colored ray of light and heading straight back to the Fire Virtue Star Palace.

A massive, chaotic battle involving several deities, arhats, star lords, and demon saints has finally come to an end.

The Black Mountain Demon withdrew his thousand-foot-tall Dharma form and returned to normal. He looked in the direction where the Golden Crow had departed, then glanced at the new star, a glint of light flashing in his usually calm eyes.

Today's performance appears to have yielded returns far exceeding expectations.

He cupped his hands in greeting to Bai Qian, and his figure slowly sank into the illusory image at the boundary between Yin and Yang, returning to his Black Mountain Underworld.

Bai Fengxian gently wiped the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth, gazed at the empty yet still scorching battlefield before her, then looked down towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Mountains, put away the Wind Mother Yuanjun Talisman, took one last look at the new star on the banks of the Milky Way, and her figure transformed into a gentle breeze, drifting away towards the Bai family of Fengxian County.

The fourth level of the Azure Heaven was in complete disarray.

The waves of the Milky Way had not yet subsided, and the disrupted starlight and laws scattered everywhere. Terrifying aftershocks of battle, Buddhist light, solar fire, and a faint smell of blood and burnt remains in the void.

……

The golden crow spreads its wings, its light shining brightly across the sky.

Wu Tian, ​​transformed into a golden crow, rode the true fire of the sun, becoming a golden rainbow that pierced through heaven and earth, plummeting straight down from the Ninth Heaven, tearing apart the clouds along the way and scorching the void with a distorted trajectory.

Its speed is beyond description; it is truly "walking with the light."

The South China Sea is vast, with its boundless blue waves.

Above that boundless blue sky, a crooked golden light, stained with charred blood and dissipated dragon energy, was desperately fleeing towards the deep sea. It was none other than Moang, the third prince of the Dragon Palace, who was heavily injured and on the run.

The crisscrossing wounds on his thousand-foot-long dragon body were still oozing dragon blood. The excruciating pain and fear clung to him like maggots, driving him to burn his magical power in order to escape into the Dragon Palace's territory and into the deep, unfathomable ocean that could suppress most non-aquatic supernatural powers.

However, he was fast, but the Golden Crow was even faster.

"Moang! Do you think you can escape?!"

The cold and majestic voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, or perhaps it exploded directly in the depths of Moang's soul.

He turned around in horror, only to see a golden light approaching at an incredible speed on the horizon behind him. The light was so intense that the sea below began to evaporate violently, sending up a cloud of white mist.

"Damn it, he still won't let me go!"

Moanglong's eyes were bloodshot. He knew that he had no chance of being faster than this hairy beast in the air. Only the deep sea was his only hope.

Without hesitation, he plunged his dragon head downwards, his thousand-foot-long body coiled up, and he plunged fiercely into the turbulent South China Sea.

"Boom!!"

A huge splash of water shot into the sky, and Moang instantly disappeared into the sea, desperately diving deeper into the dark ocean.

Seawater can greatly weaken the power of flames and provide him with endless water essence power. With this balance, he might be able to fight, or at least... escape with his life.

"Go to sea? You think you can escape by hiding in the water?"

Wu Tian sneered, without the slightest hesitation, his brilliant and fiery figure followed closely behind, like a sun falling from the sky, crashing into the South China Sea.

"laugh!!!"

Unimaginable, terrifying heat and light erupt the moment they come into contact with the seawater.

Centered on the point where the golden crow entered the water, the sea surface within a radius of tens of miles suddenly caved in, forming a huge bowl-shaped whirlpool. The seawater at the edge was not pushed away, but was directly vaporized.

Endless white steam mixed with seawater that was instantly boiled and exploded, soaring into the sky to form a terrifying column of steam thousands of feet high, with a roar that resounded throughout the universe.

Beneath the steam and boiling seawater, the golden light still shone brightly.

The true fire of the sun is the source of all fires; it is supremely yang and strong, and even the vast ocean cannot extinguish it.

The golden crow was engulfed in divine flames of extreme concentration. Wherever it passed, the seawater was not pushed aside, but directly evaporated, creating a huge channel filled with boiling bubbles and scorching vacuum.

He is like a great sun burning and moving through the deep sea.

Burning rivers and boiling seas—nothing could be worse than this!
In the deep sea, the pressure increases sharply and the light is dim.

But for the Golden Crow, who can walk with the light and whose eyes can see through illusions, these obstacles are insignificant.

He kept his eyes firmly fixed on Moang, the third prince of the Dragon Palace, who was fleeing in panic and whose body was dripping with thick dragon blood.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The golden crow roared, and the sound waves transformed into terrifying shockwaves in the seawater.

With a mighty slash, he swept his wings across the seawater, gathering immense solar fire and unparalleled divine power into his wing blades, and unleashed a furious strike forward.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Several crimson-gold arc-shaped light blades sliced ​​through layers of seawater, leaving brief vacuum trails, and slashed at Moang's dragon tail and spine at speeds far exceeding the propagation of sound in water.

Moang felt the destructive heat and sharpness behind him, and was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He desperately twisted his dragon body and activated the dragon pearl, creating layers of thick water waves behind him.

However, before the true fire of the sun, the water shield instantly vaporized, and the light blade only dimmed slightly before slashing fiercely at the dragon's body.

"hold head high!!!"

An even more mournful dragon roar echoed dully in the deep sea.

Moang's dragon tail was slashed with a deep, charred wound that exposed bone. Large pieces of dragon scales were peeled off, and dragon blood gushed out like a spring, instantly turning the surrounding seawater a pale gold color.

Wu Tian, ​​pressing his advantage relentlessly, unleashed the terrifying killing power truly befitting an ancient golden crow. With his unparalleled speed, he transformed into streaks of elusive golden lightning in the sea, rapidly closing in. (End of Chapter)