Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

The image of Gouchen Xingjun faded and became illusory at a visible speed in the long river of time, as if it would be washed away, assimilated, and annihilated by the endless power of time at any moment.

This journey against the current for five hundred years consumed most of the Dharma Image's power. When it finally broke through the last vortex of time and arrived in front of Bai Yaochen, it had become incredibly illusory.

He took a step forward and merged with Bai Yaochen's body. Then all the strange phenomena disappeared. The long river of time that had appeared in the darkness before seemed to have never existed, as if it was all an illusion.

"boom!"

Just then, the ancient and noble Gouchen Star in the heavens seemed to be summoned. Suddenly, it shone with a radiant light, a hundred or even a thousand times stronger than before. It pierced through the nine heavens and transformed into a vast pillar of light that crashed down, completely engulfing Bai Yaochen's body.

Amidst the dazzling starlight, there are faint phantoms of ten thousand demons paying homage, the howling of armies arrayed in battle formation, and the flowing true essence of the imperial way that rules over the stars.

In the Palace of Immortality.

The pervasive power of time receded like the tide.

Bai Qian suddenly regained her mobility and looked anxiously towards where her son was.

Bai Yaochen was still standing in the same spot, but his appearance had undergone a complete transformation.

His dark black outfit and cloak had somehow transformed into a magnificent and noble imperial robe, embroidered with the stars of the heavens and scenes of countless demons paying homage.

Wearing a crown of stars with tassels hanging down, he concealed a face that had shed its childishness and naivety, becoming mature, dignified, and angular.

Although it was still recognizable as Bai Yaochen, his demeanor was completely different. Especially his eyes, deep as the starry sky, containing an indifferent control and a wisdom gained through experience.

His figure had grown taller, and just by standing there, he seemed to be the center of the entire world. The invisible pressure made the entire Undying Palace hum slightly, and the howling wind, rain, and thunder outside the palace seemed much more distant.

What is most striking is the starlight that flows naturally around him.

It wasn't magic or supernatural power, but rather as if he himself were the lord of all stars, the incarnation of the star Gouchen on earth, with purple starlight flowing between his sleeves and flickering with his breath.

Noble, ancient, and powerful!
Bai Qian stared blankly at her son, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to her. She felt his aura, which was as vast as the starry sea, as noble as the Emperor, yet also carried a trace of something that made her heart tremble. She was shocked beyond words.

She could feel that the ancient and powerful star in the heavens above was shining with unprecedented brightness, reflecting off her son and showering him with endless starlight.

……

In the Heavenly Court, countless immortals and gods were alarmed.

In the Thunder Department, the chaotic battle paused; in the Water Department, General Nine Heavens Killing Child and Bodhisattva Dingguang, who were playing chess with their eyes closed, both looked up at the void; in the Fire Palace, Kong Lingxuan and Bodhisattva Guanyin, who were engaged in fierce combat, also stopped for a moment and looked down at the mortal realm.

Powerful divine senses swept across the area, eventually converging on the radiant Gouchen Star and the dazzling starlight figure in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the lower realm.

“Gouchen Xingjun…has returned to his position? No, that’s not right, this aura…” an ancient being whispered, filled with astonishment and doubt.

Bai Yaochen, or rather, at this moment, he should be called Gouchen Xingjun, swayed his body slightly, as if he was a little uncomfortable. He looked down at his hands, which were condensed with starlight, and a look of bewilderment flashed across his face before he regained his deep calm.

"Only half an hour..." he murmured to himself, his voice low and different from Bai Yaochen's earlier voice, "That's enough."

He turned around and looked at Bai Qian behind him, whose expression was a mixture of panic, worry, and confusion.

At that moment, the indifferent, icy gaze that looked down upon all living beings in his eyes melted away, transforming into endless tenderness and affection.

“Mother,” he began, his tone gentle yet carrying a sense of melancholy after a long separation, “it’s been a long time.”

He paused, and seeing that Bai Qian was about to say something, he gently raised his hand to stop her, and smiled, "Mother, don't be anxious or worried. Everything will end today."

Then, he said with a smile, "And also, Father... he is still alive. But now is not the time for him to come and see you."

"Mother, please take good care of yourself."

He looked at Bai Qian's beautiful eyes, which widened instantly, and opened his mouth as if he had a thousand words to say.

I wanted to tell her about my father's experiences over the years, to tell her about the hardships ahead, to urge her to take good care of herself, and to express the longing I've felt for her for the past five hundred years...

But in the end, it all turned into a soft sigh.

"My child...misses you so much."

Before Bai Qian could react, he turned around resolutely and took a step forward.

Starlight naturally spread out beneath his feet, transforming into a dazzling star path that stretched across the void. His figure blurred instantly and vanished from the spot.

When it reappeared, it was already standing in mid-air directly in front of the raging, roaring, and turbulent river, blocking the advance of the Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, and his 100,000-strong navy.

One man faces a thousand-foot golden dragon and a vast naval force.

Though small as dust, its imposing presence is like a towering mountain.

As the Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, was controlling the waters, he was plotting how to extract Bai Qian's soul and refine her spirit after breaking through the Undying Palace, and how to slaughter all the demons of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the most cruel way to pay tribute to Mo Ang.

At the same time, they took the opportunity to completely turn Tonghai County into the territory of the Dragon Clan, and under the pretext of revenge, they opened up more waterways on land, gradually extending the authority and power of the Water Clan into the southern border.

The hatred of killing one's son is naturally irreconcilable.

But he is the Dragon King, and he has many sons. The reason he caused such a commotion this time could not possibly be for revenge.

Now that Buddhism and Taoism have joined forces to open up the battlefield of the Northwest Demon God Path, and Buddhism and the Dragon Clan have reached a tacit understanding, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to expand their power.

Using this pretext of revenge, he could significantly expand the Dragon Palace's influence on land, creating a fait accompli. At that point, it would be easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away.

The dragons' influence on the ground will expand further.

The Dragon King of the East Sea was pondering excitedly.

Suddenly, starlight shone brightly in the void ahead, and a figure dressed in imperial robes and wearing a star crown appeared out of nowhere to block their path.

Ao Guanglong's eyes narrowed, and his divine sense swept over the area, his heart filled with surprise and doubt.

This person's aura was as vast as the sea of ​​stars, incomparably noble, and resonated with the Gouchen Star that suddenly shone brightly in the heavens. He was no ordinary star god.

But he quickly came to his senses. The ancient star Gouchen has never had a master, the Heavenly Court has never conferred the title of Gouchen Star Lord, and there has never been any demon saint who has used Gouchen Star to attain enlightenment.

If that's the case, then it's a manifestation of supernatural powers.

He composed himself, his gaze turning fierce.

"Who are you, daring to block my path? Get out of my way at once, or I'll crush you and annihilate your soul!"

Ao Guanglong opened his mouth and let out a thunderous roar. The sound waves mixed with water vapor and dragon might shook the void in front of him, creating ripples.

Gouchen Xingjun remained expressionless, merely glancing at him indifferently.

That glance was like an emperor high above looking down at insects struggling in the mud, devoid of any emotion, only a deep-seated indifference.

"Noisy."

He only uttered two words.

Then, he moved.

There were no complicated opening moves, and no earth-shattering displays of power.

He simply raised his right hand, and with a gentle wave, he wielded the Gouchen Heavenly Sword, which was formed entirely from pure starlight and the power of Gouchen, towards Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, and the vast army of 100,000 men behind him.

This gesture appeared effortless, even casual.

But just as the sword was about to strike...

"Clang!!!" A sword light, whose brilliance, sharpness, and grandeur were beyond description, appeared out of thin air.

The sword light initially appeared as thin as a hair, but as soon as it appeared, it rapidly expanded and extended. In an instant, it transformed into a chasm that stretched across the heavens and earth, dividing yin and yang, as if it would cleave the entire southern border in two with a single sword strike.

Within the sword light, countless stars were born and died, and the phantoms of myriad demons roared. The aura of war and slaughter was condensed to the extreme, and it also contained a domineering aura of supreme power that ruled over all stars.

Even time itself seemed to stagnate, reverse, and become chaotic along the trajectory of this sword strike.

Rivers carved out of the land, churning waves, thick, dark clouds, raging thunder...

Everything that stood in the way of this sword light melted away silently and instantly, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, returning to nothingness.

There was no explosion, no loud noise; it was as if it had been wiped out by a single sword strike.

Standing at the forefront was the Dragon King of the East Sea, one of the four Dragon Kings of the East Sea Dragon Palace. This Dragon King, who stood at the peak of the immortal realm and proclaimed himself the supreme ruler of the four seas, felt an boundless chill freeze his dragon soul, an unparalleled majesty suppress his divine power, and a deadly sharpness lock onto his true spirit the moment the sword light struck.

He let out an unprecedented dragon roar, a roar filled with fear and despair, and frantically activated the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl. His thousand-foot-long dragon body coiled up, and the layers of dragon scales radiated the most dazzling protective golden light.

However, all these struggles seemed so laughable and futile in the face of that sword light that represented divine punishment, the will of Gouchen, and the judgment of the Emperor.

A flash of sword light streaked past.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl let out a mournful cry, its spiritual light dimmed by more than half in an instant, and it flew backwards for an unknown distance.

The protective golden light is more fragile than paper.

The thousand-foot-long golden dragon's body suddenly stiffened.

The light in Ao Guang's huge pupils, filled with terror, resentment, and disbelief, quickly dimmed.

A thin sword mark started from the center of his dragon head's brow, went straight down, and sliced ​​across the dragon's neck, belly, and tail.

next second.

"laugh……"

The dragon's body was neatly split in two along the sword mark.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, without a single drop of blood splattering, because all life and magic power at the wound had been completely annihilated by the sword light.

The dragon corpse, now broken into two pieces, fell helplessly towards the river below. Before it even hit the ground, it was reduced to the finest ash by the remaining sword light and scattered by the wind.

Only the fist-sized Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was taken away by Gouchen Xingjun with a wave of his sleeve; everything else vanished into thin air.

The ambitious Dragon King of the East Sea, who once reigned supreme over the East Sea, perished completely, his body and soul destroyed. He died a swift and decisive death, unable to even withstand a single sword strike from his opponent, and leaving behind no meaningful last words.

The sword light continued its relentless sweep backward.

Those 100,000 elite aquatic soldiers riding the waves, their murderous aura soaring to the sky; those dozen or so ferocious, roaring dragons…

Like fallen leaves in a storm, or anthills beneath the waves.

The sword flashed.

Ashes.

Before they could even utter a scream, the entire 100,000-strong navy was completely wiped out, from their bodies to their souls, by the stellar killing power and the judgmental will of the Gouchen Star Lord contained within the sword light.

The sword light eventually dissipated into the distant horizon.

The dark clouds dispersed, the thunder subsided, and the bright sky was revealed.

The earth and the rushing river disappeared, leaving only a bottomless, smooth, and vast canyon stretching for thousands of miles, bearing witness to the terror of that sword strike.

There was not a trace of water on either side of the canyon, as if the raging flood had never existed.

The sunlight shone down again, leaving the earth in a state of chaos.

silence.

A deathly silence.

All the immortals, Buddhas, saints, demons, and monsters who were watching this place through supernatural powers, magical treasures, and divine senses, both in the heavens and on the earth, were petrified.

Time seemed to stand still.

The Thunder God's chisel fell to the ground with a clatter, but he was completely unaware of it. His face turned pale, his pupils shrank to pinpoints, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The Nine Heavens Child Killer General's hand, which was holding a chess piece, froze in mid-air. His body, beneath his black armor, tensed slightly, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The compassionate and peaceful expression on Dingguang Bodhisattva's face vanished completely, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and horror.

Guanyin Bodhisattva and Kong Lingxuan faced off across the void, and at this moment they temporarily stopped fighting, their eyes fixed intently on the lower realm. Guanyin Bodhisattva's beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, while Kong Lingxuan was first surprised and then delighted, his eyes bursting with dazzling light, which then turned into deep thought.

"The...Dragon King of the East Sea...is he dead?"

"One sword... just one sword?"

"One hundred thousand naval troops... wiped out?"

"Who...who is this? Which ancient relic has survived from ancient times?!"

After a brief silence, countless divine thoughts frantically intertwined, collided, and expressed astonishment, doubt, and speculation in the void.

Gouchen Xingjun stood in mid-air, his Ziwei imperial robes fluttering gently in the breeze.

He seemed to have done something insignificant, only the starlight around him dimmed slightly, and the outline of the imperial robes seemed to blur almost imperceptibly.

He looked up, his gaze piercing through the nine heavens, towards the Thunder Department of the Heavenly Court, seemingly watching General Thunder from across the distant void.

"It's a pity this guy is in Heaven, otherwise I would have killed him with a single sword strike."

There are too many old relics in the Heavenly Court, and his current state makes it unsuitable for too many people to notice anything amiss, making it inconvenient for him to go to the Heavenly Court.

"Pity!"

Gouchen Xingjun raised his hand, and the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl left behind by the Dragon King of the East Sea floated in front of him. This Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was the Dharma form that the Dragon King of the East Sea had refined with his own dragon pearl, and it was also the foundation of his cultivation and bloodline.

He turned around, facing the direction of the Undying Palace, and gently gave it a push.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl landed with perfect precision in front of Bai Qian.

At this moment, Bai Qian witnessed the sword strike that Bai Yaochen had just unleashed, and she was completely stunned.

Gouchen Xingjun's gentle voice came from afar, clearly ringing in Bai Qian's ears, "Mother, please give these things to that Golden Crow for me, or... you can give them directly to the Lu family."

After doing all this, Gouchen Xingjun couldn't help but feel a complex emotion rising in his heart. "My father is really restless at this time of year, stirring up trouble everywhere and making so many enemies. And yet, I'm still flirting with women everywhere and leaving a trail of broken hearts."

"Fine, fine, what can I do? I'm his son. It's only natural for a son to clean up his father's mess."

He shook his head slightly, suppressing these distracting thoughts; time was of the essence.

He took another step, and his figure disappeared into the sky above the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Before long, they appeared in the Azure River. (End of Chapter)