Mortal Transformation into Immortal

To ensure this legacy is passed down, the Ziyang Sect has invested heavily, re-establishing a grand formation at Huangfengling.

"Wait, a sword, a sharp aura, purple lightning... could this be the legacy left behind by that Qingfeng Zhenren?"

"Judging by his age, Master Qingfeng must be nearing the point of passing away. It must be."

"Master Qingfeng, Uncle Yang, do you know him?"

Yu Ling asked Yang Yun.

Yang Yun slowly shook his head.

An old man nearby said, "Master Qingfeng was very famous in Wuduhai two hundred years ago. He was active in my great-grandfather's generation, but not many people know about him now."

"This inheritance should be his Great Geng Thunder Sword Technique."

"Fellow Daoist, could you please explain in detail?"

The surrounding monks, who were also puzzled, immediately pressed for answers.

The old man laughed and said, "This Qingfeng Zhenren is a core elder of the Ziyang Sect. He is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator with a high talent for swordsmanship. He originally practiced the Ziyang Sect's unique Qingling Sword Technique. I heard that later he captured a Thunder Spirit and secluded himself for more than fifty years. Based on the Qingling Sword Technique, he fused the Thunder Spirit's lightning mysteries and created a brand-new immortal technique with even greater killing power, which is the Da Geng Thunder Sword Technique."

"Two hundred years ago, he used this technique to kill two demonic cultivators who were both in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and his reputation soared."

"Truly impressive, to be able to kill two demonic cultivators of the same cultivation level."

Everyone was terrified.

If they were to fight someone of the same cultivation level, it would be common for both to be severely injured; even killing one would be difficult. If they encountered two people of the same cultivation level, let alone fighting them, it would be a miracle if they could even escape; killing one was something they wouldn't even dare to dream of.

"The shorter sword next to it must be the inheritance of the Azure Spirit Sword Technique."

"Very likely."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

......

"Quiet down, quiet down."

After everyone had arrived, an old man flew in from a distance.

The cultivators all stood in their positions.

"Those at the low and intermediate levels of Qi Refining, stand to my right; those at the advanced level of Qi Refining, stand to my left; Foundation Establishment cultivators, come to the front," the old man instructed.

Everyone did as instructed.

The majority of people are at the low or intermediate level of Qi cultivation, accounting for about 80%.

"Come with me."

After the division was completed, another old man came to the left.

Yu Ling and the other cultivators followed him.

The old man led them to a stone platform and said, "This is a teleportation array. Follow me to the array space."

As he spoke, he walked up and disappeared as soon as he did.

The other cultivators followed one after another.

Yu Ling was placed in the middle.

It took him quite a while before it was his turn. As soon as he stood up, he felt a dizzying sensation.

When the surroundings became clear, I found myself in a white space, as if I were high in the sky.

I was sitting on a stone slab, one of thousands of such slabs, arranged in a swirling, spiral pattern.

Yu Ling looked around and saw that everyone who came in would appear on the stone slabs where no one was sitting.

"Am I here to help operate the formation?" Yu Ling wondered.

Sit quietly and wait for the elder to speak.

After waiting for a while, everyone came in.

The elder, who was sitting cross-legged in the very center, stood up and waved his hand, causing each stone slab to emit a white light.

Yu Ling felt a mysterious power empowering her, and then the surrounding scenery began to blur, with yellow sand appearing before her eyes.

"Have I arrived in Huangfeng Ridge?"

Yu Ling said in surprise, because the feeling of the wind blowing on her face was very real.

"what?"

He looked down at his body and found that he had turned into a demon wearing tattered clothes and covered in white fur, holding a large knife in his hand. He touched his head and found that horns had grown on it, turning him into a sheep spirit.

"Don't panic, everyone. This is a demon-summoning formation. What you are in Huangfeng Ridge are not your true forms, but rather avatars created by the formation's spiritual power. However, you can still use your spells. Your task is to intercept and kill the disciples who come in. Don't hold back, just go all out. If you trigger their defensive jade pendants, there will be rewards."

The elder's voice echoed in my mind.

"I see."

Yu Ling brandished his weapon, adapting to his current avatar.

He discovered that the sheep demon's body was much taller and stronger than its original form.

These mining cultivators are all highly experienced, making them ideal for training disciples. Otherwise, bringing thousands of demonic beasts here would be a huge hassle.

"Snapped!"

Yu Ling slashed at a large rock with his sword, and the rock shattered with a crash.

Then he struck out with his palm, and a large expanse of ice appeared.

"His strength is about the same as his original form."

Yu Ling thought to herself, "His strength is still only at the fifth level of Qi Refining."

"Coo coo".

A sound came from behind, and Yu Ling looked in the direction of the sound. It was a pig demon beckoning to him.

Yu Ling wanted to ask a question, but when she opened her mouth, only the sound of a sheep came out.

These spirits and monsters cannot speak.

"You just want to practice, don't you?"

Yu Ling roughly guessed what it meant from its gestures, and then ran over.

The pig demon was wielding a spiked club, and the two demons were sparring in the mountains.

Yu Ling walked around the valley roughly. There were seven demons in this small valley, and they were all of similar strength.

Their mission was to guard the valley and intercept the Ziyang Sect disciples when they entered.

After getting to know each other, everyone waited in the mountains.

Yu Ling sat on a rock on the edge of the cliff, gazing longingly at the two giant swords stuck in the mountain in the distance. He wanted to get closer to take a look, but his avatar was restricted and could only stay in this ravine.

Deep within Huangfeng Ridge are those with even greater cultivation levels who are guarding it.

"You're all familiar with it now, aren't you?"

Before long, an old woman flew here.

The demons immediately bowed and paid their respects.

The old woman waved her hand, and a jade pendant floated above a withered tree. She said to them, "Do everything you can to prevent this disciple from accepting the inheritance within."

The demons responded with babbling and whimpering.

The old woman nodded, then flew away to another place.

"I wonder what kind of inheritance this is?"

The little demons gathered around the tree, curiously examining it, like a group of monkeys looking at a fairy peach, swallowing their saliva as they wanted to eat it.

Unfortunately, I only got to feast my eyes on the food, but not my taste.

After observing each other for a while, they dispersed.

I began to wait idly for the trial to begin.

The grass and trees were withered and broken, and yellow sand swirled around the ground. Sometimes the wind was so strong that people couldn't even open their eyes.

The elders of Ziyang Sect are still making arrangements in various places, which will take some time.

Two days have passed.

......

"here we go."

Upon hearing the message from the elder, Yu Ling perked up; it was finally time to begin.

The little demons immediately hid.

Dry grass drifted back and forth in the mountain gully.

There are more than ten places for trials in the entire cave, and the Yellow Windfly is just one of them.

Disciples are randomly teleported in; it's a matter of who has the "fate" with them.

"A disciple has arrived."

After waiting for an hour, Yu Ling saw the figures of sect disciples beginning to appear in the distant mountains and forests.

He stood outside Huangfeng Ridge, gazing at the two giant swords deep within the ridge.

Those two items are the best legacy of this place.

After pausing for a moment, the man walked in and headed towards the interior of Huangfeng Ridge.

The closer to the inside, the better the inheritance.

There was a formation suppressing the entrance to Huangfeng Ridge, so the disciples could not fly in on their swords and could only walk.