Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Wu Tian's figure flashed like golden light, appearing on the side of Moang's dragon head. His sharp, golden beak slashed down, leaving a charred hole at the base of the dragon's horn, which nearly broke off.

"Roar!"

Moang let out a heart-wrenching scream, but before he could react, Wu Tian had already vanished from his spot. A golden light flashed in an arc, and he appeared below the dragon's belly. His three-legged claws, with their tearing edge, ripped through the scales, leaving several gaping wounds and scorching flames, with dragon blood gushing out.

His wings swept across like celestial blades, slicing through the middle of the dragon's body. Although Moang desperately dodged the vital points, he still managed to cut off large chunks of flesh and dragon scales.

The true fire of the sun is all-pervasive, relentlessly eroding and burning flesh and blood, scorching the dragon's soul through every wound.

Moang's thousand-foot-long golden dragon body was now covered with scorch marks and numerous wounds, with its dragon bones exposed in many places. It no longer possessed its former majestic and divine appearance.

He fled frantically, from the shallow sea to the deep sea, from the deep sea trenches to the underwater mountains. Wherever he went, the seawater boiled, fish and shrimp died, coral reefs turned to ashes, and large areas of the sea were stained blood-red by dragon blood and boiling seawater, as if the entire ocean was bleeding and burning.

"Spare me! Immortal, spare me!!!"

Moang finally broke down. All his pride and dignity were shattered in the face of irresistible violence and the fear of impending death.

His broken dragon body writhed in the sea, emitting mournful pleas for mercy, his voice filled with desperate entreaties.

"I was blind and ignorant. Please spare my life! My East Sea Dragon Palace has endless treasures, millennia-old treasures, spiritual herbs and immortal jewels, divine weapons and magical artifacts."

"Just ask, and I'll give you everything! I'm willing to give up everything, just please spare my life!"

“I am the eldest son of the Dragon King of the East Sea, and he is my father’s favorite. If you kill me, you will be making a blood feud with the entire Dragon Clan of the East Sea.”

My father rules the East Sea, commanding countless true dragons and billions of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. He will never let this go; he will surely mobilize the entire world to hunt you down, both in heaven and on earth.

"Even if you possess extraordinary abilities, you will not escape relentless pursuit! Please reconsider and spare my life; everything is negotiable!"

Wu Tian floated in the boiling seawater, coldly looking down at the incoherent, begging golden dragon.

"Dragon King?" His voice reverberated through the seawater, filled with indifference.

"The Dragon King of the East Sea... if he wishes to come, I will be waiting!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Golden Crow suddenly extended its three legs, firmly gripping Moang's wounded dragon neck and vital parts of his body. Its immense divine power and the true fire of the sun suppressed his final struggle.

Immediately, with a flap of its wings, it carried the thousand-foot-long golden dragon as if seizing a dead loach, and with a roar, it broke through the sea surface and soared into the sky.

"Splash!"

Huge waves of water, accompanied by dragon blood, splashed across the sky once more.

The golden crow, holding Moang captive, hovered high in the sky above the South China Sea, below which lay a vast expanse of sea that had been boiled and dyed red—a terrifying sight.

"Now..." The Golden Crow's claws tightened slightly, and the True Fire of the Sun, as if it had a life of its own, began to drill into Moang's body along the wound, burning fiercely inside him.

"Tell me about the Dragon Palace lineage you have cultivated."

"Ah!" Moang let out an extremely shrill scream.

The true fire of the sun scorched not only his dragon body, but also his dragon soul. The pain, which felt as if every inch of his flesh and blood, every strand of his soul, was a thousand times worse than being slowly sliced ​​to death.

His enormous dragon body twisted and convulsed wildly in the sky, his tail slapping against the waves with loud bangs, but he was unable to break free from the golden crow's restraint.

"It hurts so much! Spare me! Spare me!"

Moang wept uncontrollably; the dignified prince of the Dragon Palace was now wailing like a beast awaiting slaughter.

The dragon's mournful cry caused a strange change in the celestial phenomena.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered from a hundred miles around them, swirling like ink, and large raindrops pelted down, but the rain was scalding hot and carried a sense of sorrow.

Within the clouds, lightning danced wildly, and thunder roared, as if heaven and earth were mourning for this dying dragon.

"I'll talk... I'll talk..." Moang was burning so badly that his mind was blurred and his consciousness was scattered. He only hoped to alleviate the pain.

“However… the core inheritance of the Dragon Palace cannot be cultivated by anyone but a true dragon… even if… even if one obtains the incantation… it is useless…” Moang groaned intermittently in pain.

"Hmph!" Jinwu snorted coldly, opening its mouth to spit out an even purer and more intense wisp of solar true fire, which seeped into Moang's body through the gaps in his shattered scales, burning his internal organs. "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask! Speak!"

"Ah...I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Moang's screams almost tore through the clouds; he could no longer bear it and was on the verge of collapse under the scorching flames.

Having no other choice, he could only impart without reservation the incantations, visualization diagrams, energy circulation routes, and essential principles of supernatural powers of "The True Method of the Divine Treasures of the Sea Stabilizing," one of the core inheritances accessible only to direct descendants of the East Sea Dragon Palace.

This "Illustrated True Method of Stabilizing the Seas" is a profound and mysterious technique used by the Dragon Clan to control water veins and quell storms in the four seas. When practiced to a high level, it can be used to forge a special divine weapon that combines magic and martial arts. It is also known as the Stabilizing the Seas Divine Treasure among the Dragon Clan.

Each of these Sea-Stabilizing Treasures, formed from the essence of a true dragon, is different. The most famous ones include the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel), the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, the Golden Trident, the Fangtian Halberd, and the Water-Splitting Wave Blade, among others.

The Sea-Stabilizing Treasure is infinitely mysterious and is also one of the foundations of the Dragon Palace's power to rule the four seas.

Wu Tian focused intently on receiving the instruction, simultaneously communicating with the system mentally. As Mo Ang finished teaching, a cold system notification sounded in his mind.

Ding! System notification: Complete information on the Dragon Clan's core inheritance, "The True Method of the Divine Treasure of the Sea," has been detected and added to the system panel.

The moment Wu Tian successfully absorbed the inheritance...

"Roar!"

From the distant horizon where the sea meets the sky in the east, a terrifying dragon roar, filled with boundless rage and majesty, resounded throughout the universe.

Suddenly, towering waves, hundreds of feet high, rose from the eastern sea, like a wall of water reaching to the sky and crashing down on this side like a tidal wave.

Above the giant waves, thick, inky clouds rolled in, so heavy they seemed to crush the sea, with countless bolts of lightning raging and roaring within them.

The entire eastern sky instantly transformed into a scene of apocalyptic devastation, with wind, rain, thunder, and raging waves.

A terrifying pressure as vast as the four seas, with its domineering power to rule the ocean and billions of aquatic creatures, along with boundless rage and icy killing intent, descended with a deafening roar.

The previously dying and delirious Moang, upon encountering this familiar yet terrifying aura, suddenly jerked his tattered dragon body apart, unleashing a roar of grievance and pain.

"Father... save me, Father! This beast is going to kill me!"

Golden light flashed in Wu Tian's pupils. "Dragon King of the East Sea, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

His right forepaw claws slashed fiercely into the wound on Moang's previously grievously injured belly, making a powerful cut. "Sizzle!"

A chilling tearing sound rang out as the thousand-foot-long golden dragon was ripped open in mid-air. Its liver, intestines, and scalding blood cascaded down like a waterfall into the boiling sea below.

With lightning speed, the sharp claws of its left foreleg plunged into the dragon's spine, precisely gripping the main dragon tendon that shone with a pale golden light and was incredibly tough. Gathering its divine power, it pulled outward with a mighty jerk.

"puff!"

With a sound of tendons breaking and bones cracking, a golden dragon tendon, hundreds of feet long, still trembling, and containing immense essence and the power of the dragon bloodline, was forcibly pulled out.

Moang's screams abruptly ceased, his dragon body convulsed violently, and his eyes instantly lost all their luster.

Immediately afterwards, the golden crow's long beak, like the sharpest chisel, carrying the true fire of the sun, fiercely pecked at the massive skull of Moang's dragon head.

"Crack!"

The skull shattered, and brain matter splattered everywhere.

At the same time, the Golden Crow's third leg reached out and grabbed a fist-sized, pale golden dragon pearl from Moang's shattered skull.

From disembowelment to disembowelment, skull crushing, and the snatching of the pearl, everything happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that it was dazzling, and so ruthless that it chilled one to the bone.

Having done all this, the Golden Crow suddenly flapped its wings and threw the lifeless, tattered thousand-foot-long dragon corpse into the sea of ​​blood below as if it were trash.

He gripped the dragon tendons in his claws and held the dragon pearl in his mouth. The true fire of the sun around him suddenly erupted to its peak, transforming into a golden stream of light even more dazzling than when he arrived. Without lingering in battle, he shot towards the sky, instantly breaking through the clouds and soaring straight into the heavens.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, his eyes bloodshot with rage, watched helplessly as his son was killed. Driven to the brink of madness, he roared, "My son!!"

Accompanied by a frenzied roar, atop the towering waves in the east, deep within the heavy dark clouds, a figure whose majesty and size defied description suddenly appeared.

The Dragon King of the East Sea did not fully reveal his true form, but the part of his body that was revealed already covered a large part of the eastern sky, casting a suffocating shadow.

Where the dragon's body appeared and disappeared, the sea below automatically parted to form a bottomless ravine, dark clouds gathered above, and the phantom of the Dragon Palace floated behind it. The murderous fighting spirit of the billions of aquatic soldiers condensed into a fierce aura that soared into the sky, making half of the sky strange and colorful.

When the Dragon King is enraged, the heavens and earth lose their color, and the four seas grieve!
However, all of this came a little too late.

He could only watch helplessly as that damned beast, with incredible speed, disemboweled, dismembered, shattered the skull, and snatched the pearl from Moang right before his eyes.

Then, he discarded its mangled corpse like trash, and then transformed into a streak of light and vanished.

"You wicked beast! I, Ao Guang, hereby swear! I will exhaust all the power of the four seas, pursue you to the nine heavens and ten earths, and return to the cycle of reincarnation, to extract your soul and refine your spirit, forever imprison you in the sea eye, and subject you to endless torment for ten thousand lifetimes, to atone for my son's sins!"

The roar of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, transformed into tangible sound waves and curses, sweeping across the heavens and earth, and frantically chasing after the direction in which the Golden Crow had fled. Wherever it passed, the void shattered layer by layer, revealing the cold, chaotic color behind it.

The entire South China Sea trembled under the oppressive power of the Dragon King, who had lost his beloved son and was now utterly enraged.

That golden streak of light had long since vanished into the depths of the vast sky.

……

Wu Tian transformed into a straight golden beam that pierced through heaven and earth, rushing directly towards the heavens.

His goal was clear: the fourth heaven, the Azure Heaven, the vast celestial river that flowed endlessly, with stars as its grains and starlight and laws as its waters.

Below, the roar and oppressive aura of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, carrying the wrath of the four seas, surged forth like an invisible, towering wave, relentlessly pursuing them. Wherever it passed, the clouds collapsed and space tore apart.

However, the speed of the Golden Crow was truly astonishing, a speed that was truly moving at the speed of light. Even the Dragon King of the East Sea, in his anger, could not close the gap for a while in a pure speed race.

"Whoosh!"

The golden light broke through the boundaries of the lower three heavens without any hindrance, and once again entered the star-studded, law-intricate Azure Heaven.

Before my eyes, the Milky Way, stretching across the void, boundless and flowing with the light of billions of stars, is emitting an eternal, deep rumble.

Without hesitation, Wu Tian, ​​transformed into a golden crow, made a turn in the air, concealing most of the blazing and dazzling solar true fire around his body, leaving only a layer of faint light to protect him. Then, like a meteor falling into the sea, he plunged headlong into the surging Azure Heavenly River.

"Boom!"

The moment it enters the water, it doesn't just splash like ordinary water; instead, it stirs up thousands of dazzling ripples of starlight, pushing aside countless tiny star-like grains of sand, which are then quickly submerged by the rushing river.

The chaotic and vast starlight aura of the Milky Way instantly diluted, concealed, and confused the remaining fiery and violent aura of the Golden Crow that belonged to him.

The Dragon King of the East Sea, who had been tracking him, swept his immense divine sense across the Milky Way and only felt a chaotic and endless fluctuation of starlight and laws. The distinct trace belonging to the Golden Crow vanished without a trace, like ink dropped into the sea.

Under the cover of the starlight and river water, Wu Tian, ​​who was deep in the Milky Way, had a thought, and the magnificent aura of the Golden Crow and the true fire of the sun around him instantly subsided and transformed.

The majestic three-legged divine bird's form rippled and blurred like water, its bones, flesh, and soul undergoing a fundamental transformation under the influence of the system's immense power.

The crimson-gold feathers blurred, the blazing firelight transformed into cool, clear water, and the noble bird's form stretched and shifted, sprouting scales, a long body, and sharp claws...

In the blink of an eye, a dragon covered in fine blue scales, as if carved from jade, appeared deep within the Milky Way. It was five zhang long, and its four sharp claws were as clear as jade, radiating a faint dragon's might.

It is the bloodline of the Jade Claw Dragon.

After switching to the Jade Claw Flood Dragon bloodline, Wu Tian immediately sensed the mysterious connection between himself and Mars, which hung high in the Azure Heaven and whose life was intertwined with his.

This connection transcends spatial distance and even surpasses the limitations of bloodlines. Riding the body of the Jade Claw Flood Dragon, he followed that mysterious connection, traversing the complex and ever-changing, turbulent waters of the Milky Way, rapidly approaching Mars.

This proximity is not a matter of physical distance...

From the moment it successfully condensed, Mars was in harmony with the principles of heaven and earth. Although ordinary people can see Mars when they look up at the night sky, it is not a real object.

Even if you searched within the Azure Heaven and the Milky Way, you could not find any trace of it. Its essence is the manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth, and the embodiment of authority.

Unless one possesses extremely special supernatural powers or secret techniques, such as the Heaven-Shaking Bow and the Sun-Shooting Arrow, or is a master of the stars, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find the exact location of the stars in the sky.

The existence of the celestial constellations is incredibly mysterious.

They are both real and tangible sources of power, hanging high in the sky, projecting down to the mortal realm, and influencing all things; at the same time, they are almost the embodiment of concepts and principles, not a fixed entity that can be easily found in one place.

No matter how powerful you are, even if you search the entire Milky Way, you can only see endless starlight, but you cannot find the stars themselves.

At this moment, Wu Tian, ​​relying on the authority of the Lord of Stars, was approaching Mars in an extremely mysterious way through the Milky Way. (End of this chapter)