Chapter 295: Brewing Immortal Liquid, the Holy Spirit

It is said that the Dao Venerable, at that time, slew a terrifying supreme Holy Spirit, likely only one step away from attaining the Dao; his power was unimaginable.

Afterward, the Dao Venerable employed heaven-reaching methods, intending to refine the Holy Spirit, hoping to cultivate a stalk of undying medicine while also refining a furnace of immortal pills to bless later generations.

Now, just as Yang Zhu thought, with the Dao Venerable's methods, how could it not have succeeded?

Yang Zhu extended a hand; divine light wrapped it, permeating with the laws of the Great Dao, as if merging with heaven and earth.

Hummm…

The immortal lotus seemed to sense something; its pure white leaves trembled slightly, ripples spreading, extraordinarily peaceful, a rich fragrance wafting forth, almost intoxicating.

The liquid within was crystal clear and sparkling, brilliant and radiant, containing a special divine substance, not inferior to the essence of the undying medicine! Yang Zhu took out the Hun Dun Chi, carefully collecting the immortal liquid; merely touching a wisp of its escaping aura made the whole pool shine resplendently.

Refined from the divine blood of a Holy Spirit that had nearly attained the Dao, or even already done so, it is an immortal object comparable to a Great Emperor's essence blood, its value immeasurable.

Those shall be left for others.

On the sludge at the bottom of the Demon Well lay several drops of five‑colored divine fluid, the 'waste liquid' produced from refining the immortal liquid, yet it could rival a medicine king of tens of thousands of years.

However, Yang Zhu did not take them all away; instead he left them behind, intending to give them to the remaining fated ones.

After the Dao Venerable slew the Holy Spirit back then, he divided its belongings and corpse into several parts, placing each in a different one of the seven wells, each location distinct.

Without exception, they are all supreme immortal treasures, enough to drive even a Great Saint mad.

Half a day later, Yang Zhu reached the second Demon Well and also saw a lotus flower; however, compared to the first, this one was far more terrifying.

At the black Demon Well's bottom, a sheet of blood‑light suffused the area, black mist swirling, exuding a chilling aura.

That gigantic lotus floated in the blood‑light, pure white and crystal clear, utterly holy, like the most transcendent holy object.

Within its pure white petals, strands of blood seeped out, as if wrapping some flesh, now bursting forth with immortal radiance.

Within the lotus, a deep‑reaching arm clutched tightly a stone token, releasing supreme divine power capable of destroying everything! 'That Holy Spirit's stone artifact… I never expected it to be an ancient imperial weapon; it seems to have already attained the Dao.'

Yang Zhu was astonished; a Holy Spirit that had attained the Dao could nearly sweep away ancient Great Emperors of the same realm, its power unimaginable.

Only a few outstanding supreme Great Emperors have the power to suppress it.

As expected, the Dao Venerable is extraordinary; even he wishes to refine the Holy Spirit's ancestral artifact.

Yang Zhu began to evolve into intricate Dao patterns; this stone token contains the imprint of the Heaven‑Mending Grand Method, the key to opening that stone book.

The Heaven‑Mending Stone is a supreme secret art; it can repair the Holy Spirit's innate Dao scars, helping them reach perfection—if the Holy Spirit obtained and passed it on, that would be disastrous.

Therefore, no matter what, Yang Zhu must obtain it.

Boom!

Yang Zhu merely drew slightly closer, and the lotus and stone token stirred, threads of killing intent bursting forth, capable of shattering stars and erasing three thousand worlds, utterly terrifying! Were it not for the seal the Dao Venerable placed within the Demon Well, the very Life Gu Xing would instantly be reduced to dust.

Bang…

Towering horrifying aura spread, assaulting Yang Zhu; at this moment the Slay Immortal Sword Formation revived, its power to reverse and slay immortals growing even more terrifying.

The Ultimate Dao Imperial Weapon revived; the Slay Immortal Formation Diagram trembled, a ten‑thousand‑zhang divine light fell, destroying the rotten and pulling up the weak, instantly slaying all killing intent.

Hummm…

The Slay Immortal Sword Formation changed again; this time, a more terrifying killing intent shook loose from the radiant scroll, making the six directions and eight wildernesses, the nine heavens and ten earths, tremble.

Pfft…

This blow seemed capable of obliterating the myriad universes of cosmos, even severing the river of time; imperial might permeated, shattering the lotus on the spot! Without the lotus, the arm's killing intent did not wane; wielding the stone token, it was about to smash Yang Zhu.

Boom!

Yang Zhu's eyes gleamed coldly as he activated the Slay Immortal Sword Formation; the diagram trembled, revealing a splendid landscape of mountains and rivers, carrying the three thousand worlds as it struck forth! Upon collision, various lights and laws danced, fragment after fragment of cosmic micro‑worlds shattered, vanishing instantly where touched.

The Slay Immortal Sword Formation is so strong it is famed to be able to slay immortals; its four emperor swords and the diagram can each rival an imperial weapon.

Now, when the two are combined to form the complete Slay Immortal Sword Formation, even if a god appeared, they could only drink hatred.

Rattle…

The Slay Immortal Sword Formation is overwhelmingly strong; even the killing intent of an ancient imperial weapon is torn apart inch by inch, severed by the slaughtering aura, impossible to resist.

Black robes billowed; the Primordial Dao Pattern spread across heaven and earth, pressing down, cooperating with the Slay Immortal Sword Formation to completely suppress the stone token.

Yang Zhu sat cross‑legged in place, the Soldier Character Secret turning; soon he seized the stone token, yet the killing intent remained, so he dared not make contact.

I simply don't believe I can't refine the imprint on it.

His eyes slowly closed; Yang Zhu controlled the Slay Immortal Sword Formation, gradually peeling away and annihilating the killing intent clinging to the stone token.

Three days later, the killing intent that the years had eroded yet could not be wiped out was completely dissolved by Yang Zhu, whereupon an ancient Dao resonance rang out.

Yang Zhu began to earnestly comprehend, his mind and spirit sinking completely into it.

At the same moment, abroad a great earthquake occurred; a supreme being arrived at the Human Race Tenth Pass and launched a fierce assault!

In the cosmic starry expanse, a colossal Holy Spirit appeared, its blood‑energy towering, vast as the sea, pressing so hard that people could barely breathe, making the star fields tremble.

Its height unknown in myriad zhang, its eyes like torches, awe‑inspiring, standing between heaven and earth, exuding a suffocating pressure.

This is an unparalleled mighty Holy Spirit!

Human race, your fortune has reached its end; in this age you cannot compare with other peoples, destined to have no Great Emperor born! To cultivate the Dao and become immortal holds no affinity with you.

The majestic voice came; that giant hand spanned who knows how many thousands of li, covering the heavens, gripping the Human Race Tenth City in its palm.

A raise of the hand could pluck the moon and pick the stars; a clear whistle sent fragments of meteors flying, some asteroids following and exploding.

At the peak of the Great Saint, only one step away from stepping into the Quasi‑Emperor realm!

People cried out in trembling voices, many despairing; how could one fight such a Holy Spirit, who could stand against it?

It is said that stone‑born Holy Spirits are rare since antiquity; each is invincible in its realm unless a Quasi‑Emperor intervenes, otherwise anyone who comes must drink hatred.

Boom!

At the critical moment, a spear thrust came, piercing the heavens, blocking the Holy Spirit's great hand, preventing the Human Race Tenth City from being seized!

The Human Race's Dao defender, Qing Huang Daoist, appeared, using supreme means to block the Holy Spirit's assault.

I never expected it to be Qing Huang Daoist; he is still alive and has not entered nirvana!

The people were excited, especially the guide of the Tenth Pass, eyes hot with tears, unable to believe it.

Afterward, many different races and holy spirits appeared from the depths of the starry sky, began a fierce standoff, and a shocking great war broke out……

The holy spirits arrived, intending to open the god‑ghost hiding place, seeking to obtain the Heaven‑Mending Great Law, even if it meant destroying the human race's ancient road.

Holy Spirit Lun Duo and Mo Pu, and the Stone Person Wu Gu—all peerlessly powerful holy spirits—led a host of various races' armies to attack. On the human side, led by Qing Huang Dao Ren, the guide of the tenth pass, Ye Fan, Hei Huang, Long Ma, and others, together with many human cultivators, launched a defense, fearlessly charging forward.

"Kill…"

This Gu Xing turned into a bloody battlefield; shouts of killing filled heaven and earth, and the war was extremely brutal.

Corpses filled the sky, densely packed, continually falling down; various blood lights burst open like the most splendid fireworks, scarlet and dazzling.

On the ground, everywhere was blood and fragments; blood flowed like rivers, bones piled up into a mountain, people fought madly, battling while soaked in blood.

Divine laws and rosy lights continued without cease, the heavens were torn apart, who knows how many meteors were shattered; the cruelty of the battle is unimaginable!

"The god‑ghost hiding place requires a blood sacrifice—then we will slaughter all of humanity!"

Holy Spirit Mo Pu shouted loudly, leading the army of various races from the depths of the starry sky to incessantly reap lives; blood soaked the earth, incredibly brutal.

Only by offering enough blood and souls as sacrifice can the ancient well inside the god‑ghost burial ground be opened; therefore they slaughtered without regard, turning the sky dark and the earth dim.

Outside, a shocking great war was being staged, but inside the Demonic Well it was utterly tranquil.

Yang Zhu was unstained by dust; the Stone Token sank and floated before him, its surface suffused with the aura of ages, bearing many intricate Dao markings.

"Dao Sovereign, what a means!"

The Stone Token is undoubtedly an ancient emperor's weapon; back then the Dao Sovereign refined it for a long time, the divinities within were worn away, leaving only an empty "shell."

That is why Yang Zhu could obtain it so easily; otherwise, given the holy spirits' nature, acquiring it would require considerable effort.

Nevertheless, the Stone Token remains terrifying; the ancient emperor's might splits heaven and earth, making hearts tremble—no one dares to slight it in the slightest.

He has already mastered the seal of the Heaven‑Mending Great Law; now he is comprehending the imprint on the Stone Token.

After breaking through to the Saint realm, further advancement no longer relies heavily on the world's vital energies; instead, it depends more on one's comprehension of the Dao.

Now Yang Zhu's mind and spirit sink into the ancient token; one day's time equals a month of ordinary cultivation, and his realm advances rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed; Yang Zhu's realm, in an extremely short time, successfully broke through from the second layer of Saint to the third layer.

"Boom—!"

Yang Zhu took out a treasure vase; the moment it was opened, imperial might permeated, overwhelming the nine thousand realms, intimidating the heavens—all cosmic beings trembled!

This is the essence‑blood of the Wushi Great Emperor!

A drop of brilliant purple‑gold liquid fell onto the surface of the Stone Token; instantly terrifying imperial might spread, seeping into the Stone Token, causing its whole body to burst forth with ten‑zhang immortal radiance.

Inside the Stone Token, any Dao markings that could possibly allow the divinities to revive were completely eradicated, crushed like dry weeds, unstoppable in all directions.

"Screech…"

After the imperial blood finished baptizing the Stone Token's cost, Yang Zhu raised his hand; essence‑blood welled from his fingertips, each drop shining brilliantly, a kind of immortal substance flowing.

He used the essence‑blood of the Chaos Holy Fetus as a brush, carving one after another primordial Dao pattern; each stroke and line pressed down on heaven and earth, myriad Dao resonating with rumbling.

"With my law, with my Dao, I forge immortality!"

When the final primordial Dao pattern took shape, nine ancient characters shone brightly; he struck them with a palm into the Stone Token, leaving an immortal imprint upon it.

"Exhale…"

This was an extremely draining process; when everything was done, Yang Zhu drew a deep breath, took out a Medicine King aged over a hundred thousand years, and swallowed six stalks at once.

He gestured, and the Stone Token instantly flew into his palm; under the double baptism of the Wushi Great Emperor's essence‑blood and his own, plus the imprint, the Stone Token is now under his control.

Unless someone can instantly annihilate him and completely eradicate the Wushi Great Emperor's essence‑blood, the Stone Token cannot change hands.

Even the same‑origin holy spirit lineage cannot! Beneath the Stone Token remained a few drops of immortal liquid, which he carefully collected; as for the "waste liquid" that dripped into the mire, he never gave it another glance.

The third to sixth Demonic Wells that followed were the torsos and heads of the holy spirits, all growing upon the pure white refinement; Yang Zhu did not linger long.

After gathering the immortal liquid that had been nurtured, he headed toward the final Demonic Well.

At the last Demonic Well, a lotus still blossomed, upon which rested a Stone Book made from a single piece of stone embryo.

"Just like that Stone Token."

If Yang Zhu's guess is correct, this Stone Book should have been born together with the holy spirits from the same stone embryo, which he separately refined into two supreme treasures.

The moment the Stone Token appeared, the Stone Book reacted, ripples spreading across the lotus about a zhang wide, extraordinarily strange.

The next moment, the Stone Token trembled slightly; countless silken crystal lines, billions of them, shrouded toward the Stone Book, an ancient demonic sound rang out, causing the Stone Book to flip and reveal its contents one by one.

"Truly the Heaven‑Mending Great Law; if that era had lacked the Dao Sovereign, it's hard to imagine what the situation would have been."

The supreme secret art that lets the holy spirit lineage reach perfect completion—namely, even if born prematurely with innate damage, it can slowly be repaired—is truly terrifying.

On Yang Zhu's immortal platform, three tiny figures chanted the seal; soon the Heaven‑Mending Great Law, like silk drawn from a cocoon, was pulled out bit by bit.

He immersed himself in it, silently comprehending the secret art; time flew swiftly, yet it could not affect him in the slightest.

……

Outside, the battle had boiled over; vast swaths of life were mercilessly reaped, blood irrigated the earth, as if it were a demonic land.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, heaven and earth shook, the firmament ruptured, a suffocating pressure appeared; Qing Huang Dao Ren was hurled sideways, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he plummeted from the void.

"You humans are simply incapable; in the age of myth, you were once our vassals."

Above the heavens, Ao Mang looked down; the terrifying rumble of blood flowing in his body was like thunder, shaking many people's ears and making them unsteady on their feet.

"What… the human Dao protectors have lost?"

At this moment, everyone fell into despair; Qing Huang Dao Ren was defeated, his face pallor, he staggered backward an unknown distance before halting in midair.

If even he cannot resist the holy spirits, who else has that strength? Could it be that humanity truly cannot survive this calamity?

An unprecedented feeling of suffocation enveloped every heart, utterly oppressive.

Those trial‑takers, in the two years since they set foot on the ancient road, had long since had their edges smoothed away.

All along the way, they had witnessed too many astonishing figures; a holy body of an Emperor‑Burial Star alone would be mighty, yet the human imperial son is even more shocking through the ages—one of him could slay more than half the people!

Many people clearly see no hope of proving the Dao; they only wish to break through to the Saint King realm, which would be enough.

Woof! A stone egg, what the hell are you being arrogant about?

Just as the oppressive atmosphere weighed on everyone's hearts, a dog's bark cut across the sky, sounding very abruptly on the battlefield.

(Black Emperor: Watch closely, this Emperor is going to start showing off!)

(End of chapter)