Chapter 783: The True Dragon Dao Fruit Invites Immortality, Great Divine Abilities Trap the Primordial Spirit
In the palm of the Moonlight Bodhisattva, the liquid inside a golden alms bowl rippled, resembling a vast sea. Various medicinal fragrances wafted from the bowl, permeating the ten directions.
Upon smelling that fragrance, the Fu Fu Lao Mo felt his five viscera and six bowels—his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys—all become unobstructed for a moment.
The swelling sensation of power bursting within his physical body also eased significantly. As the golden bowl slowly tilted, the infinite medicinal liquid within suddenly diffused down from the summit of Heishan; wherever it passed, all filth was eradicated.
The heavy Heishan was instantly adorned with glazed seven-treasure brilliance, appearing as if transformed into a Buddhist land.
"Pure Land Fragrant Sea Glazed Bowl!"
Dragon King Ao Guangfa merely watched coldly. His two dragon whiskers fluttered, and his dragon body coiled around a towering dragon pillar of the ancient city, looking down at Master Zhutanmo on the back of the Demon Elephant.
"You came to the Central Lands to propagate the Great Dharma, intending to open a Buddhist kingdom and fulfill this Fragrant Sea Glazed Pure Land! In the past, your senior brother refined a Dao Seed and established a Buddhist kingdom in the Western Continent, only to be destroyed by tribulation. The Pure Land Buddhist kingdom he left behind was refined by you all together into this spirit treasure."
"But, I shall let you know that even among spirit treasures seeking to certify the Great Dao, there are differences!"
The Dragon King looked up and let out a long cry, his body winding in a 'Z' shape above the Longcheng.
The True Dragon remains within, transformed into stone statues and pavilions, all erupted with divine light.
Within the four city walls, the four Dragon Kings from before the Primordial Old Heaven slowly opened their eyes. Admittedly, because of the New Heaven Great Dao, they could not manifest their full power.
Yet, within this Longcheng cast from True Dragons, a faint, flickering dragon pearl descended.
Ao Guangfa threw his head back and swallowed that illusory dragon pearl into his belly. The divine light on his body suddenly underwent a metamorphosis. Now, upon his dragon body that rode the clouds and mist, the bloodline of innate great divine abilities was suddenly replaced by a more tyrannical, violent, and pure bloodline.
The golden dragon scales expanded and contracted, and pure, tyrannical power emerged from every inch of the dragon body.
The Primordial Heavenly Dragon had reappeared!
With just one claw, he pressed down on the giant Demon Elephant's head, forcing it straight into the ground.
The tiny dragon scales on the five claws exploded, pressing the elephant head down as it sank into the ground bit by bit.
The Fu Fu Lao Mo wailed. The four elephant legs were like mountain roots, and the massive power tried to prop up the dragon claw, but the Dragon King merely grinned hideously, his five claws embedding deeply into the elephant's skull.
"This is the true form of my Dragon Race from before the New Heaven!"
"Taishang opened the heavens and bestowed upon our Dragon Race the great divine ability to ride the clouds and mist. Did you think this was a favor?"
"Wrong! This is the shame of our Dragon Race. What 'First Race of the Hong Hong Sihai'? What 'Overlord of the Seas'? Do you know that in the past, our Dragon Race was the most tyrannical race among all spirits of the cosmos, the head of all races! The honor of all scaled armor!"
"You mere humans, ruling over naked apes is one thing! Being revered as the head of the Yings, what does that count for? You are merely the weakest existence among the five races..."
"Our Dragon Race, our innate bodies surpass all your divine abilities and spells. As long as one is a True Dragon, one is innately ageless and immortal, tyrannical and peerless!"
The Dragon King grinned hideously as he looked at the giant elephant struggling powerlessly with its four limbs, clawing at the ground. He threw his head back and roared, then lowered his head to tear at its chest.
Another dragon claw simply pierced through its chest, intending to rip out the five divine palaces within!
At this moment, the elephant trunk pressed beneath the Demon Elephant suddenly swung out from the side.
It coiled around a pitch-black iron whip. With one strike, it was as if ten thousand mountain shadows followed, as if the earth veins of the entire Kunlun Immortal Island were shifting in the direction of the whip shadow, striking heavily on the Dragon King's head.
One of the dragon horns snapped instantly, and half of the Dragon King's cheek collapsed.
The Dragon King, whose mind was clouded by rage, swung his right claw. The violent power shattered the elephant trunk inch by inch and sent the iron whip flying heavily away.
"Mountain-Driving Whip!"
"Immortal Qin!"
The Dragon King, stimulated into a frenzy by this familiar iron whip, roared: "Do you really think this treasure can restrain my Dragon Race? In the past, the Ancient Longcheng had not appeared; otherwise, all the Dragon Kings of my race could have had their bloodlines return to their ancestors and transform into Primordial Heavenly Dragons! Even ten Immortal Qins would not make us bow our heads!"
The power of the Ancient Longcheng once again blessed Ao Guangfa, reproducing the heaven-shocking power of the Dragon Race during the Primordial era.
The Fu Fu Lao Mo, apart from that sneak attack, felt that in front of this violent Heavenly Dragon, he was like an ordinary beast waiting to be slaughtered. The Demon Soul wailed: "You are driving a spirit treasure, show some real skill!"
"That dragon looks invincible with the Ancient Longcheng, why are your two spirit treasures so weak and powerless? Stop holding back, use your real skills. Otherwise, this Old Ancestor will discard most of his demon body and retreat!"
Master Zhutanmo on his back smiled bitterly: "Although there is my senior brother's Dao Seed that bloomed a lotus within the golden bowl, this Dao Seed is the Fragrant Sea Pure Land, which does not match my great vow to open the Glazed Pure Land. Even at its peak, it can only exert seven-tenths of the Dao Seed's power."
Ning Qingchen said helplessly: "The Mountain-Driving Whip requires the combined power of five great divine abilities—Whipping Mountains and Moving Stones, Shaking Mountains and Earth, Pushing Mountains and Filling Seas, Flying Sand and Moving Stones, and Carrying Mountains and Surpassing Seas—to fully exert its power."
"Everyone here combined has only produced the embryonic forms of the two divine abilities of Whipping Mountains and Moving Stones and Flying Sand and Moving Stones; the power exerted is not even one-tenth."
"How can it compare to the divine might of this treasure in the hands of an Immortal Qin general?"
Master Zhutanmo added: "The Dao Fruit contained within the Ancient Longcheng opposite is incomparably compatible with the Dragon Race. In the hands of any Primordial Spirit Dragon King, it could allow them to exert power comparable to a perfect Dao Seed."
"If it were in the hands of a Dragon King with deep foundations like the Hong Hong Sihai Dragon Kings, becoming a Dao Lord might not be impossible..."
The Fu Fu Lao Mo had already had seven or eight large bones dismantled by Ao Guangfa, and even his spine was about to be pulled out by the violent Heavenly Dragon.
He gritted his teeth and said: "What kind of Dao Fruit is so unpicky?"
"True Dragon Dao Fruit!"
Master Zhutanmo added: "And it is only a broken True Dragon Dao Fruit. If the Ancestral Dragon Pearl were invited to fall into the city, evolving into a complete and flawless True Dragon Dao Fruit, any member of the Dragon Race in this city would be equivalent to a Dao Lord. At the limit, four perfect Dao Lords could be blessed into existence; even the Heavenly Court would not dare to provoke them!"
"Under the might of the Heavenly Dragon, my demonic nature has been solidified!"
The Fu Fu Lao Mo wailed: "I cannot exert even one-tenth of my demonic divine abilities, and the demons that make up my body are terrified, as if they were all once food for the Primordial Heavenly Dragon. The demon body that had already merged has begun to split!"
The Fu Fu Lao Mo begged bitterly: "I really cannot hold on!"
Within the five divine palaces, the Five Emperors' divine images visualized by everyone were impacted by the dragon might and had begun to collapse.
The Divine Treasury was slowly closing. At this time, the Prison-Suppressing Wujian Wujian Molong Elephant had the blessing of the Divine Treasury, comparable to an Immortal Demon Body.
Once the Divine Treasury closed, the demon body would fall from the line of immortality, and it would likely be torn apart alive by Ao Guangfa.
Even if the vitality of the Yellow Mud Breathing Soil body could not be extinguished, it could be dispersed and suppressed throughout the Ancient Longcheng. By then, the Fu Fu Lao Mo would likely be worse off than dead.
Yan Shu struggled to resist the dragon might, accumulating that sword in his heart.
Yet he saw that within the body of the Blood Sea Fu Fu Lao Mo, the Blood Sea Hell beneath the Heishan suddenly collapsed. The Asuras within did not dare to escape, fearfully avoiding the dragon might of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon.
Suddenly, his wisdom stirred, and he threw the broken stone plate in his arms toward the collapsed Blood Pool Hell.
The stone plate rolled into the blood pool.
Ancient patterns appeared on it, and six sectors rotated. One of the whirlpools suddenly swallowed the Blood Pool Hell that had already condensed beneath the Heishan, the embryonic Mud Plow Hell, and the seeds of the ten hells, transforming into a vague and terrifying world that seemed to exist or not.
A wisp of aura leaked out from that world.
The dark, terrifying hell aura of the Avici tribulation suddenly caused the Prison-Suppressing Wujian Wujian Molong Elephant to erupt with great power, and it stood up again.
The wheel, radiating the aura of all endings and all beginnings, was embedded in the Fu Fu Lao Mo's belly. As it slowly rotated, Ning Qingchen realized it seemed to be pulling on various emotional threads, so she drew her sword and directed the emotional threads of herself and the others toward the wheel.
Instantly, a world of ten thousand zhang of red dust, filled with greed, hatred, and delusion, was opened.
Four Asuras screamed as they fell into the wheel, and another world was opened, filled with the slaughter of various Asuras in a boundless sea of blood.
Three worlds pieced together half a wheel. With just one turn, the various immortal dragon soul spiritual lights within the Ancient Longcheng all dimmed...
For a moment, the divine light of the Ancient Longcheng, which had condensed into the embryonic form of the Dao Fruit, collapsed, and a wisp of aura leaked out.
The dragon blood of a small dragon slain by Ning Qingchen was thus spilled and fell to the ground.
Silently, the huge bronze pillar wriggled over, splitting off a tiny bronze branch root to lick the dragon blood.
Immediately, the bronze pillars in all directions trembled slightly.
Ao Guangfa saw the Demon Elephant he had been pressing into the ground and slaughtering like a pig suddenly have a stone plate appear in its belly. With one turn, it shook and dragged the many ancient dragon souls suppressed and sleeping in the Longcheng.
He immediately tried his best to stabilize the many Primordial Dragon Souls in the Longcheng, not caring that the Demon Elephant had broken free from the dragon claws and struggled out.
Three demon lights rotated in the Demon Elephant's belly: red, cyan, and black, radiating the aura of endless battle, emotion, and fear.
The Fu Fu Lao Mo struggled to strike out with the stone plate, and mysterious light shrouded the entire Longcheng. At this moment, countless bronze divine pillars suddenly rose from all directions, each one like a divine spear falling toward the Ancient Longcheng.
Yan Shu watched with his own eyes, feeling the taboo life form shrouding the entire underground palace begin to awaken. It greedily extended tentacles to pierce toward the Ancient Longcheng.
"What is this?"
The Dragon King watched as a bronze divine pillar carrying taboo aura came toward him.
The Primordial Heavenly Dragon body blessed by the True Dragon Dao Fruit tore toward one of them, but did not even scratch the skin of the bronze.
The taboo roots of the Immortal Divine Tree greedily devoured the aura of the Ancient Longcheng, and countless bronze pillars went toward the illusory True Dragon Dao Fruit.
Stimulated by this, the entire Ancient Longcheng suddenly revived! Those sleeping Primordial Dragon Souls that had blessed the Dragon King with a wisp of their power all awakened, and the various sacrifices, wish power, and divine power accumulated in the Ancient Longcheng for countless years were all devoured.
One Primordial Dragon King after another awoke. Their divine bodies shed their stone quality and tore toward the bronze roots.
The bronze roots also extended toward the dragon souls, and terrifying taboo power erupted. One root suddenly pierced into the torso of a newly resurrected True Dragon, and the divine radiance full of Dao rhyme was suddenly drained by the roots. Similarly, there were Primordial Heavenly Dragons that suppressed the bronze roots. Stone gates flew up and fell in the stone city, suppressing the bronze pillars beneath them, and pavilions transformed into True Dragons, stepping on those bronze pillars with their claws.
But more bronze pillars came from all directions!
One of the city walls suddenly trembled and swam out. A Dragon King of the Primordial Chengwu Chengwu Shenjun level opened its eyes. Its dragon claws tore through the void, grabbed the main root of the Immortal Divine Tree, and opened its mouth to bite.
Countless indestructible tiny roots snapped beneath its dragon teeth, and the taboo power was worn away by a purer and more terrifying power.
But the taboo power was immortal.
The broken roots fell into the Longcheng and still drilled into the stone crevices and gaps, like poisonous green snakes.
And the gradually burning eyes of the resurrected Dragon Race Divine Lords met that rotating stone plate.
Under the rotation of the Samsara Wheel, all souls could not help but fall toward the Nine Nether.
Ninety percent of the power of the Ancient Longcheng had to be used to suppress the souls of the dragons, and the remaining ten percent had to resist the taboo roots of the Immortal Divine Tree.
Its greedy roots finally entangled the illusory True Dragon Dao Fruit.
In the Dragon Palace of the Hong Hong Sihai, East Sea Dragon King Ao Guang suddenly opened his eyes, staring with suspicion and uncertainty at his own bloodline, which was radiating endless sacred and powerful aura.
Deep within the bloodline, a wisp of resurrected true soul carried tyrannical dragon might, and as soon as it emerged, it wanted to shroud the entire Earth Immortal Realm.
But Ao Guang's towering brow bone lowered slightly, suppressing this aura.
"The Ancient Longcheng is reviving? Guangfa, that child, why would he use the foundation of my Dragon Race? Could it be that there is a supreme treasure in the Return to Ruins worth him doing this?"
The eerie Immortal Divine Tree began to absorb the immortal Dao rhyme within the True Dragon Dao Fruit.
Ao Guang, over at the Dragon Palace, immediately widened his eyes and roared: "Who is stealing the fortune of my Dragon Race's bloodline?"
The True Dragon Dao Fruit contains the secret of immortality, which is why the Dragon Race has ten thousand years of life from birth.
But now, this innate lifespan was decaying. In just a moment, the Dragon Race's innate lifespan was reduced to only nine thousand nine hundred and fifty years.
The Dragon Race bloodlines that fell below ten thousand years of life all looked up in terror. Several old dragons who had sealed themselves in the Dragon Palace suddenly wailed and died on the spot.
The four Dragon Palaces of the Hong Hong Sihai all became restless.
Yan Shu watched this scene, dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that it was not the Dragon Race that had targeted them, but Qian Chen who had targeted the Dragon Race!
This Immortal Divine Tree and the Samsara Wheel.
It was clear that Qian Chen knew the inside story of the Ancient Longcheng and had specifically targeted the Dragon Race's ancestral fortune—a wisp of immortal bloodline.
The Immortal Divine Tree began to extract the immortal fortune from the True Dragon Dao Fruit.
Ao Guangfa wailed as if he had been castrated, and was about to risk his life to drive the Ancient Longcheng to break free from being caught between the Samsara Wheel and the Immortal Divine Tree.
But the Samsara Wheel had just swallowed several Primordial Dragon Souls, and it was as greedy as a leech.
The Immortal Divine Tree poured out even more taboo power, wrapping most of its roots around the Ancient Longcheng. The bronze roots were everywhere, firmly piercing into the Ancient Longcheng.
The Fu Fu Lao Mo, who had transformed into a Demon Elephant, laughed loudly: "Dragon King! Let's go again!"
Ao Guangfa roared angrily: "Don't pester me! Fu Fu Lao Mo, do you want my Dragon Race and your Blood Sea to be irreconcilable?"
"So what if we are irreconcilable?"
Yan Shu's sword light transformed into a long rainbow. At this moment, the Immortal Demon Body of the Prison-Suppressing Wujian Wujian Molong Elephant was reborn under the rotation of the Samsara Wheel, and its aura condensed into one.
The hell within transformed into a complete path, and the demon body completely turned into yellow mud. At this moment, the aura of the demon body suddenly entered an unimaginable realm, and the Immortal Demon Body was finally achieved!
Yan Shu used the Immortal Demon Body to bless a sword strike, splitting the demon body of the retreating Dragon King and causing blood to spurt.
"Come on! Shaoqing and your Dragon Race are irreconcilable!"
Ling Gong also loosened his hair bun, his hair disheveled as he landed between the five divine palaces, and said through the huge echo wall at the Fu Fu Lao Mo's throat: "Taishang Doushu Palace is here! The Dragon Race can bring it on..."
"Shenxiao Sect also wants to learn about the might of the Dragon Race!"
"Guanghan Palace, along with the contemporary Guanghan Fairy, is waiting for your Dragon Race..."
"North Pole Great Brightness Palace also wants to try if the North Sea Dragon Palace still has such momentum!"
"Under the sect of Yuan Shi Daoist Sun En, monitoring the world! You splashing loach, dare you clamor?"
"Penglai is also waiting for you!"
"Amitabha! The Dragon Race has an affinity with my Buddhist sect!"
The Fu Fu Lao Mo grinned, suddenly feeling a bit guilty, and handed his demon body over to the disciples of various sects, muttering in his heart: "I have offended enough people, now you guys go... you guys go!"
Within the five divine palaces, the Divine Treasury opened again. Under the blessing and rotation of the divine light, one True Transmission seed after another, having formed a First-Rank Jin Dan, used the demon body to strike out complete great divine abilities.
"Mastering the Five Thunders... Eight Trigrams Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder!"
The thunder light slashed toward Ao Guangfa like a knife. The Eight Trigrams rotated, pushing the Qimen bit by bit, from life to death. But the Primordial Spirit True Immortal had after all broken through the barrier of life and death, so this speed was incredibly slow.
Soon, Ling Gong of Doushu Palace swapped in.
"Turning Stone into Gold... Five Fires One Qi Great Disintegration Finger!"
The giant elephant trunk of the demon body pointed out a finger, which landed on the Dragon King. The tough dragon scales and the tyrannical dragon body suddenly turned into gold inch by inch, and all the spiritual nature of flesh and blood was worn away.
Any divine ability or spell involving vital energy was changed in form and quality by this great divine ability of the generation, pierced from the root.
One great divine ability after another finally made the Dragon King afraid. The True Transmissions of various sects and the Primordial Spirit seeds used the Immortal Demon Body to trigger future Dao Seeds in advance, and the great divine abilities struck out were so many that the True Dragon's scalp went numb.
The terrifying foundation of the human race was revealed for a fleeting moment.
The Dragon King flew up and turned to flee, fleeing toward the bottom of the Ancient Longcheng.
But a True Transmission disciple of the Buddhist Faxiang Sect, whose muscles were like fine steel, took the demon body and performed close-quarters combat. The elephant trunk and four elephant legs grabbed the Dragon King's four limbs and body like five limbs. The golden-glowing hands contained infinite suppression power, pressing it down.
Hearing that Vajra's angry eyes, he said: "Subduing Dragons and Tigers!"
An Fu Fu Lao Mo of the True Transmission Dao, whose appearance was that of a righteous expert, stroked his beard and smiled: "I'll come too, Flowers Bloom in an Instant!"
He brushed out a mysterious light, and the Qimen changes pushed by the Eight Trigrams Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder suddenly accelerated a thousand times, turning all the way to the Jing Gate.
The murderous intent between heaven and earth gathered again, but it was firmly stuck at the edge of the Death Gate by the Dragon King's Primordial Spirit.
Lin Mingxiu's face was pale. His divine ability attainment was far from being able to slay a Primordial Spirit True Immortal. Even with the blessing of the demon body and the fall of the Divine Treasury, he was still a breath short.
But this breath was immediately made up for.
Wang Longxiang flew up with a sword and shouted softly: "Six Jia Qimen!"
The sword light broke through the Death Gate, and the Eight Trigrams Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder finally fell. Ao Guangfa roared: "Gu Lao!"
The blind old dragon poked half its body out of the Ancient Longcheng, looked at the falling Eight Trigrams thunder light, and couldn't help but sigh. Its last eye also exploded into a mass of blood light.
Shifting Stars and Changing Dippers, fate was transferred. It replaced the Dragon King with its own life.
The Eight Trigrams Immortal-Slaying Divine Thunder suddenly deflected and fell, and a dragon head was slashed off by the thunder light.
The blind old dragon's two eyes were already blood holes, the dragon head stained with blood, rolling three times on the ground, its blood-filled eyes looking up at the sky.
At this time, the fortune within the True Dragon Dao Fruit had already been devoured by the Immortal Divine Tree for the most part.
A chaotic-colored spirit pearl suddenly struck out from the void and merged with the Ancient Longcheng. Instantly, divine radiance erupted, snapping countless roots of the Immortal Divine Tree, and rolling up the remaining Dragon Race, fleeing toward the outside of the underground palace.
The Samsara Wheel and the Immortal Divine Tree stopped while they were ahead.
The Samsara Wheel, radiating endless nether light, immediately retracted all its aura and quietly fell back into Yan Shu's arms.
And those broken bronze roots crawled back near the main root of the Immortal Divine Tree and reconnected.
Having absorbed infinite fortune and having forcibly reduced the True Dragon's innate lifespan from ten thousand years to nine thousand years, the Immortal Divine Tree seemed to emit a satisfied aura, wriggled lazily twice, and took root again.
Only one bronze pillar suddenly grew upside down in the center of the battlefield, silently blooming three flowers...
Seeing the Dragon King being rolled away by the Ancient Longcheng, the breath everyone had been holding was finally released. For a time, nearly a hundred people sat slumped.
Even the Fu Fu Lao Mo looked like he had been played to pieces; those few great divine abilities earlier had truly almost drained him dry.
The True Transmissions who had struck those blows with the help of the divine ability seeds within the First-Rank Jin Dan all had satisfied smiles on their faces.
Even though their true qi and divine sense had been drained, they had a heavy sense of fulfillment in their hearts, feeling as if the realm above the Jin Dan had silently opened a crack for them.
Yan Shu struggled to straighten up, only to see a strange tree fruit roll to his feet.
It was a bronze artifact like a bronze dragon talisman, half fruit and half fish-dragon evolution. It had no aura and felt heavy in the hand, just like a piece of dead copper!
Staggering to bend down and pick it up, Yan Shu wiped the copper talisman on his body and put it back in his arms, placing it together with the broken stone plate. ===== CHAPTER 784 =====
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