Chapter 1851: Reverse Spirit True Yin Great Law

A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Main text, Volume Ten: Battle of the Demon Realm

Then, a spiritual light flashed above the head, and a small blue figure, several inches in size, was forcibly sucked out by white mist. Its face was identical to that of the burly man in the brocade robe.

This was precisely the Nascent Soul that the burly man had painstakingly cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

A milky-white stone lock hung from the Nascent Soul’s chest, emitting a layer of silver light threads that completely enveloped and protected its form. However, its face was filled with terror as it repeatedly cried out:

“You cannot kill me! The Azurewater Sect is an outer sect designated by Tianyuan City. As its sect master, my death would surely attract pursuit from the Tianyuan Realm’s enforcement cultivators. These two items are our sect’s Azurewater Twin Treasures; just take them and go. Furthermore, I am willing to lead the way and offer all our sect’s treasures to you, fellow Daoist, if only you spare my life!”

Upon hearing this, the white-robed youth’s expression shifted, and he seemed genuinely tempted.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul naturally pleaded even more desperately:

“Although I don’t know why you suddenly attacked us, I presume it must be related to the batch of materials our sect was transporting this time. I am also willing to give all these materials…”

The Nascent Soul’s words had just reached this point. Before it could finish speaking, a sneer appeared on the white-robed youth’s lips. One of his arms suddenly blurred and disappeared; the next moment, it burst forth from the void and seized the Nascent Soul, which was emitting white mist.

Then, with a flash of white light from his five fingers, he forcibly crushed the Nascent Soul’s protective light threads.

As the youth’s arm suddenly retracted again, he threw the burly man’s Nascent Soul directly into his mouth and swallowed it.

Almost simultaneously, another unfamiliar male voice came distantly from somewhere in the nearby void:

“Hehe, well done! That fellow was asking for death. Even though his life was clearly forfeit, he still dared to use things that no longer belonged to him to bargain. His death was in vain!”

Just as he finished speaking, the void in that area rippled with fluctuations, and a golden, hazy figure appeared.

It was a burly man with a bushy beard, dressed in a golden robe, with a strange double-horned topknot. Although most of his face was covered by his curly black beard, his pair of deep yellow eyes, hidden beneath, caused a feeling of dizziness upon sight.

The white-robed youth coldly glanced at the other party, then, ignoring him, raised his hand again and grabbed towards the void below.

With two whooshing sounds!

The round bead that had fallen to the ground and the hazy white banner instantly flew up, drawn by the youth to hover in front of him, where they suddenly paused and floated in mid-air.

Seeing the youth’s indifference, the bushy-bearded man smiled unconcerned. With a seemingly casual lift of his leg, he inexplicably traversed tens of meters in a single stride, arriving in the void just a few meters away from the white-robed youth.

But at this moment, a low humming sound rang out from the youth’s location, and six transparent cicada wing phantoms suddenly appeared behind him, vibrating at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Countless faint white blade lights densely surged forth from the six wings, forming a white sea of blades that instantly submerged the round bead and the banner.

The two treasures merely had their spiritual light ripple a few times on their surfaces, then, within the sea of blades, they shattered into pieces with dull thuds.

Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on the white-robed youth’s face. He gave a slight shrug of his shoulder, and the sky full of blade light instantly vanished without a trace.

Only two piles of blue and white treasure remnants, reduced to fragments, subtly floated and fluctuated in the low air.

Then he muttered something under his breath, simultaneously forming hand seals with both hands towards the treasure fragments, and surprisingly blew a breath from his mouth.

An astonishing scene unfolded:

A golden flame sprayed forth from the youth’s mouth. With a mere sweep, the two piles of treasure fragments were enveloped within it, and after a short while, they melted and became part of the flame.

Only then did the white-robed youth take a deep breath, sucking the golden flame back in and returning it to his body.

Then, golden light suddenly flickered on his body surface, and a wheel-sized golden halo appeared behind his head. But after spinning around once, it disintegrated into countless golden runes and dissipated.

The bushy-bearded man watched this scene, a hint of delight flashing in his eyes, and he muttered:

“Although the Azurewater Sect’s cultivation techniques are ordinary, its two sect-guarding treasures, the Azure Polar Pearl and the Whitewater Banner, are rare artifacts refined from forty-nine types of extremely cold materials. What’s more, among the materials they transported this time, there was also a large piece of Profound Yin Crystal Wall that forms only once every million years. This is an essential item for you to condense your True Spirit body. We absolutely couldn’t let such a precious item go to waste.”

In just this brief moment, the golden light on the white-robed youth’s body completely receded. However, his aura, in that instant, seemed to have become slightly stronger than before. Although not very obvious, it was still astonishingly powerful.

“What about that Profound Yin Crystal Wall? Besides these two treasures, I didn’t sense any other extremely cold items on these people. Is your information incorrect?” The white-robed youth finally spoke, his voice chillingly cold.

“Incorrect? How could that be! This is information I bought from the Myriad-Access Gate, spending quite a few spirit stones! If they dared to deceive me, aren’t they afraid I’ll wipe out their entire sect later? This item must have been specially sealed. With your current strength, you can’t sense it out of thin air. How about I help you, Six-Winged Fellow Daoist, find it?” The bushy-bearded man, hearing this, chuckled.

Following that, he glanced at the cultivators who had turned into ice sculptures, and suddenly slapped out a palm.

Consecutive rumbling sounds rang out.

Those ice sculptures, along with the storage artifacts they carried, burst open simultaneously, turning into clumps of spiritual light.

Amidst various flying debris, a cold glint flashed in the burly man’s yellow pupils. His outstretched palm suddenly grabbed at the void, then retracted.

With a whoosh, an item shot directly out from the mass of spiritual light, and with a flicker, it landed between the burly man’s five fingers.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a yellow jade box, its surface densely covered with crimson talismans, appearing quite strange.

The bushy-bearded man glanced at the item in his hand, chuckled, and without a word, threw the jade box directly towards the white-robed youth.

As the youth saw the yellow jade box flying towards him, a cold light swirled in his eyes, but he showed no intention of catching it with his hand. Instead, one of the cicada wing phantoms behind him subtly moved.

Amidst a sharp piercing sound, a beam of white light shot out and, with a flash, sliced onto the jade box.

With a “crack,” the jade box, along with the layer of red talismans on its surface, was sliced open as if it were tofu, and a fist-sized object fell out.

But before the youth could clearly see what it was, the item flashed blue, instantly transforming into a blue crystal wall, three feet thick and ten feet high, plummeting straight down from the air.

The moment the white-robed youth saw the crystal wall, a hint of a smile actually appeared on his otherwise expressionless face.

The next moment, he opened his mouth, and a waterfall-like gush of hazy white cold air sprayed forth, instantly freezing the blue crystal wall solid in the void.

Then the youth let out a low roar. His body blurred exceptionally, then suddenly split into multiple illusions, manifesting twelve identical human figures.

Each figure was identical in appearance to the original white-robed youth, with similar hidden gold and silver patterns on their faces, and six transparent cicada wings on their backs.

Then, the twelve figures simultaneously formed hand seals with one hand, astonishingly transforming into twelve snow-white centipedes several feet long, which vanished in a flash as they plunged into the frozen crystal wall.

Instantly, twelve white light clusters appeared at different parts of the blue crystal wall, slowly rotating continuously and subtly fluctuating in size.

And as the blue light on the crystal wall flowed, strands of blue threads appeared out of thin air, converging towards the twelve white light clusters like rivers flowing into the sea.

The bushy-bearded man opposite watched all of this, his expression turning somewhat serious. But after a long while, seeing that the twelve white light clusters were steadily absorbing the blue threads within the crystal wall without any mishaps, his face relaxed again, and a trace of complex emotion flashed across it:

“I truly don’t know if I am lucky, or if you, this centipede, possess heaven-defying opportunities. To think you met me just when I had comprehended the ‘Reverse Spirit True Yin.’ Not only do you possess the true blood of a white dragon, but you also underwent another mutation later on. You are perfectly suited to cultivate this heaven-defying divine ability, which reverses the secret art found on the inner pages of the Human Race’s Golden Palace Jade Book. What’s even more coincidental is that you are also the runaway spirit bug of that boy my lower realm avatar mentioned when transmitting messages across realms. This is truly very interesting! I wonder what kind of expression you’ll have when you achieve great success with this Reverse Spirit, condense your True Spirit body, and then meet that Han boy again.”

“The expression I’ll show seems to have nothing to do with you, fellow Daoist, does it? However, your lower realm avatar seems to have a good relationship with my former master. If he knew that your true self was doing things against his interests in the Spirit Realm, I wonder what he would think.” After a sudden cold snort echoed in the bushy-bearded man’s ear, the white-robed youth’s slightly sarcastic voice came forth.

“Hehe, that Heavenly Expanse avatar is merely a precautionary measure of mine. How could it affect me, the main body? Furthermore, as long as you can cultivate this Reverse Spirit to completion before my next heavenly tribulation, and if this Reverse Spirit is truly as heaven-defying as I estimate, helping me overcome the next few lightning tribulations should be no problem. That Heavenly Expanse avatar would naturally become a discarded piece, so what does it matter what he does then!” After a cold chuckle, the bushy-bearded man said indifferently.

“Then, fellow Daoist, you don’t need to concern yourself too much with matters regarding my former master. As long as I can achieve True Spirit status, I can naturally lift that trace of the soul-bound blood curse. But before that, I don’t wish for you to do anything unnecessary behind my back!” the white-robed youth replied unceremoniously.

“Hehe, you think too highly of me. That Han boy has already advanced to the Integration stage. Even if I wanted to act, what could I do to him?” Hearing this, the bushy-bearded man’s expression changed slightly, but he immediately let out a cold laugh.

“If it were anyone else, it would naturally be unlikely. But given your identity, how could I not believe it?” The white-robed youth was silent for a moment before slowly replying.

“You know my identity?” Hearing this, the bushy-bearded man’s eyes suddenly widened, two clusters of yellow light instantly appeared in his pupils, swirling like solid entities, and appearing terrifying!