Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 566 Battle of Wits

Whoosh!

The [Feng Shui Mountain Seal] transformed into a beam of yellow light and, together with the Fangtian Halberd Immortal Artifact in the hands of the Purple Origin Dragon Emperor, landed in the palm of the Four-Armed Celestial.

At this point, each of the four arms of this immortal lord's remnant soul held an immortal artifact.

Swish!

Above the sky, chains emerged one after another, radiating four colors of light.

The four immortal artifacts—the Imperial Seal, the Halberd of Fangtian, the Black Battle Axe, and the Blood Lotus Sword—each shone with different brilliance, drawing down the power of the Great Dao.

A dim, yellowish light shot straight into the sky, within which countless mountains rose and fell.

Then, a golden aura pierced the sky, transforming into countless golden autumn frosts, along with dark destructive power and even a blood-red lotus fairy realm—

Numerous unusual phenomena emerged, all of which were woven into the Crimson Lotus Immortal Realm, amplifying its power.

However, no matter how much the Immortal Realm expands this time, it will be blocked by the blazing light of the Blazing Fire, and at most it can only achieve a draw.

The four-armed celestial being gazed at Fang Qing and spoke again, an ancient celestial voice appearing: "Dao Lord? Seems not quite—Dharma Lord?"

The path to becoming a Dao Master for native immortals is to fully master a Great Dao.

The path of the Dharma Master, however, is to comprehend different Great Daos.

Like this immortal lord, the path he walks is even closer to that of the Dharma Lord, and his four arms can even perfectly unleash the power of any immortal artifact!

Under His control, the powers of the Great Dao coexisted harmoniously, amplifying the might of the Immortal Realm.

"The True Lord of Profound Sea and Relief—a visitor from beyond the heavens?"

The four-armed celestial being's hawk-like eyes focused on Fang Qing, already guessing his origins.

"Haha—Fellow Daoist, you should now address me as—True Lord Zhenming Liqi Chifa!"

Fang Qing let out a long laugh, and his original form disappeared.

Instead, there is a True Lord's Dharma Image that is so enormous it is unimaginable!

Rumble!

The Mysterious Realm of Mountains and Seas roars, its essence is extremely high, enough to bear the might of a True Monarch, yet it is ultimately too fragmented, thus appearing narrow and closed off.

A colossal golden core body, filled with wind and thunder, and clothed in water and fire, filled the heavens and earth, even appearing somewhat cramped.

He had to sit cross-legged, even lowering his head slightly, just to barely fill this space.

Splash!

One beam of light after another scattered into the void, transforming into thunder and fire.

Rings of light surged from the robes adorned with countless fire and thunder patterns, carrying with them various scenes of water, fire, wind, and thunder.

Above the True Lord's crown was an extremely majestic face, with features rising and falling like mountains and rivers, and above it were a pair of golden eyes like the sun and moon.

Strands of black hair fell down, transforming into thunder snakes and fire dragons—entwining with each other.

"this----"

Majestic cultivators like Lady Sanxuan are only one step away from becoming immortals, and they will not be severely injured by witnessing the true lord's Dharma form.

But at this moment, he was also slightly affected by it.

"Zhen is the essence of thunder, and Li is the root of fire. Zhen Ming (震明) takes the Yang movement of the Zhen trigram to connect with the pivot of Xuan Lei (玄雷). Thunder rides on Qi (vital energy) and unleashes its power, spreading across the nine heavens and wielding the power of life and death. Li Qi (离炅) is the essence of Yi Huo (翼火)—therefore, by upholding the Dharma, one can ascend to the rank of True Lord!"

The four-armed celestial being spoke in a melodious voice.

The Dharma names and imagery of the True Lords of the Dao of Breathing have strong symbolic meanings, even representing the lineage, the Dharma lineage, and one's origin.

True masters don't even need to know the customs of the Dao of Qi Cultivation; they can discern many things simply by a True Lord's Dharma name.

He could sense that boundless fire and thunder were being conceived within that Dharma form, carrying the power to destroy everything.

Even—not the Dao of this world!

The origin of heaven and earth is roaring and yearning—hoping to devour the Dao from another world, which may even allow it to go further.

However, although the great Dao of Fire and Thunder was sublimated and manifested to the fullest extent here, it still seemed as if there was a layer between them, and they could not be fully integrated into this world.

Therefore, in order to welcome the other party, the origin of heaven and earth became incredibly generous.

The immense power of heaven and earth converged, making the figure of "True Lord Zhenming Liqi Holding the Law" appear even more majestic and vast.

Whoosh!

The four-armed celestial being pushed forward with the "Feng Shui Mountain Seal" in his hand.

A yellowish-brown light flashed, and the body of a strange divine beast appeared.

Its head resembles an ox, its body a deer, and its tail a tiger—it vaguely resembles that Mahayana divine beast.

With a screech, it charged towards the image of the True Lord.

Splash!

The True Lord raised his large hand, and the wind and clouds changed color, with countless thunderbolts and flames following suit.

Strands of jade-like lightning struck the earth-elemental divine beast, instantly riddling its body with countless holes.

Upon seeing this, the four-armed celestial being simultaneously swung down his halberd and black battle axe.

At the same time, the Blood Lotus Sword emitted a thunderous roar.

Three beams of light shot into the sky, carrying a sharp intent that could shatter everything, and crashed down!

A layer of celestial realm enveloped everything, like a crimson fiery lotus slowly blooming. Within this realm, there were continuous mountain ranges, sharp, metallic peaks, and fiery trees adorned with silver flowers—

The golden core dharma image that resided in the immortal realm was being compressed and continuously shrunk in size.

Then, three hideous wounds appeared on his chest.

No blood was seen at the wound site, only flowing fire and thunder.

"Walk!"

The Time-Transformation Ancestor, surrounded by time, dared not get involved in this level of battle and quickly retreated to the edge of the secret realm.

Stab it!

Just then, a bright green tongue suddenly shot out from the void.

Its speed was extremely fast, and it carried a certain indescribable fishy-sweet smell.

With a gentle flick of his right fingernail, the Time-Transformation Ancestor sent a flash of light flying onto the emerald tongue.

Snapped!

The tongue was severed in the middle, but a mysterious poison spread along the energy flow and landed on the Time-Transformation Ancestor.

"The poison of Qi deficiency?"

"Are you—a Mahayana practitioner of the Qingwa tribe?"

The Ancestor of Time Transformation looked at the green-robed figure that appeared ahead, his voice turning cold: "And Lady Sanxuan, the Nine Swords Child—hmm? Heavenly Bird, are you also going to attack me?"

He looked up and saw countless black feathers falling from the sky, and a jet-black wing that blotted out the sun appeared. His voice turned cold.

"Please forgive us, my lord—but since you have decided to sacrifice us all to that immortal lord—you cannot blame us."

The Celestial Elder said calmly, "My lord—you have already perished. This is merely a projection of your past self—how long can a projection from the past into the present last, and how many times can it be repeated? How many resources and lives of your clan will be consumed each time? I fear that in the end, the Shitui clan will be wiped out because of you!"

"Therefore, we urge you to perish—for the good of the nobles."

As they were speaking, another alien in black raised his hand and fired a blood nail.

This nail appears to be made of bronze, with a simple and ancient design, yet its surface shows traces of ancient blood.

"The Immortal-Slaying Nails? You actually have prepared even such a forbidden treasure?"

For the first time, the voice of the progenitor of the Shi Tui clan carried a hint of surprise.

"Old man—die!"

Lady Sanxuan bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the pseudo-immortal artifact's giant sword. Black energy swirled around her arms, transforming into countless black scales. Suddenly, she slashed down with her sword!

"As expected of a Celestial Lord—"

Only when Fang Qing was in the Immortal Realm could he feel the power of the Immortal Lord, which was an absolute control over the Great Dao!

Several different paths, in the other's hands, were perfectly merged into one, weaving together even more imagery —

Splash!

A section of the Xuanlei Palace collapsed, the very imagery of the "Yuanlei Palace" being shattered and destroyed.

A flash of light appeared on the enormous image of the True Lord, and thunderous life force emerged again; it was the beginning of creation!

As a result, the wounds caused by the three immortal artifacts healed rapidly, as if they had returned to their original state in an instant.

Then—the Golden Elixir Dharma Image reached out again.

Strands of the power of the Great Dao were extracted and woven together—transforming into two Dao seals!

One of them was entirely bluish-purple in color, with faint flashes of lightning; it was the Great Dao of Thunder.

There is also a fiery red path, accompanied by five flames, which is the Great Dao of Fire!

Fang Qing did not fight to the death with this four-armed celestial being, but instead continued to learn from the battle.

Originally, he could only be considered a newcomer among the True Lords.

After traveling beyond the heavens and acquiring numerous images and methods, his cultivation has now reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

Learning these compilation methods allowed his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

After all, having someone who is completely proficient in the *Tai Xuan Zhen Zhuan Huan Dan Mi Jing* as a sparring partner is practically like receiving instruction through personal demonstration—

One after another, images of [Winged Fire] and [Mysterious Thunder] appeared, cycling endlessly, making Fang Qing seem to have transformed into the master of thunder and fire, inexhaustible in his power. With every gesture, the power of the Great Dao accompanied him, allowing him to withstand four immortal artifacts with his bare hands and fight to a standstill.

"The Celestial True Lord—"

Upon witnessing this scene, a dark mark appeared between the brows of the four-armed celestial being.

The mark was ancient, weathered, and carried an eerie quality, transforming into the shape of a pitch-black coffin!

Splash!

The thick, dark blue fog surrounding the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm grew even more dazzling, resembling the walls of a dark blue coffin.

Even the heavens above seemed to have a thick coffin lid, which crashed down with a deafening roar—

"Sealing the coffin—close!"

The four-armed celestial being formed hand seals, merging the power of the immortal realm with the coffin, causing it to shrink continuously, as if to bury Fang Qing along with this secret realm of mountains and seas!

"As expected of a remnant soul of a celestial lord—"

Upon seeing this, Fang Qing exclaimed in admiration, "Indeed, they are much stronger than ordinary immortals—"

Clang!

In the void, a dark blue coffin materialized, locking the Golden Elixir Dharma Image within.

"A celestial artifact? No—it seems to be an even more sinister treasure than a celestial artifact—"

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As the coffin lid closed, the last glimmer of light was about to fade away.

Fang Qing suddenly realized that if darkness were to descend, something terrifying would likely happen.

At the very least, the body in which the Mysterious Light Immortal descended is likely to be ruined.

"What a pity, is this all we can learn from them?"

He sighed, and a flash of emerald green appeared in his eyes.

Splash!

In the void, countless streams of water converged, as if all rivers were flowing into the sea.

The absence of the "Ji Water" star suggests a lack of a true master.

In an instant, the aura of the Golden Core Dharma Image surged, reaching the late Golden Core stage!

Chi Chi!

Flames surged, the raging fire holding back the last crack in the coffin lid, even spilling outwards—

Upon seeing this, the four-armed celestial being immediately formed a hand seal, and his figure became somewhat illusory.

One after another, black iron chains, marked with rust, immediately coiled around the sealed coffin like pythons—