In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1001
Chapter 1001: 401: Divine Transformation Blood!
Arrogant Chen Baimao!
Down-to-earth and low-key Chen Laodeng_3 Chapter 1001: 401: Divine Transformation Blood!
Arrogant Chen Baimao!
Down-to-earth and low-key Chen Laodeng_3 “Mingguang, Divine Sword, do not push us too far.
We have agreed to completely withdraw from the war and enter the Shattered Immortal Realm in a hundred years.
At that time, we can settle our grievances.
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If you truly press step by step, the consequences will be severe.”
“Settle the grievances after a hundred years in the Shattered Immortal Realm?” Chen Dengming’s heart skipped a beat.
Ga la la…
Suddenly, a snake-like purple-green beam of light swept past.
It was an exceedingly fast flying sword, its Sword Qi exploding in all directions, fierce and unmatched, emitting a vast and imposing righteous aura.
Bang!
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It was as if a thunderclap exploded right above the Incarnation’s head, as if thunder had torn the sky apart.
Intense Spiritual Energy winds swept down from the sky, like a typhoon of over a dozen levels, forcing Chen Dengming’s Incarnation to land on the ground amidst the hurricane.
At that moment, several blurred figures flashed by in front of the Incarnation’s Heavenly Vision, faintly conveying a heart-shaking snort.
Drip drip —
Drops of a golden-red liquid, brimming with strong Spiritual Energy, suddenly fell from the sky, tearing through the strong winds, piercing through the trees on the ground, and smashing into the earth, creating shallow pits.
“What is this good stuff?”
Chen Dengming immediately commanded his Incarnation to observe through the Heavenly Vision from afar.
In the pits, each drop of golden-red blood was as clear as spherical jade, radiating a glowing brilliance and possessing a strong attraction.
It seemed that just by consuming one drop of this blood, one could immediately undergo a transformation, attain a Taoist Body, and defy fate.
“Blood of a Deity Transformation Dao Lord?”
Chen Dengming frowned, and while pondering, he instructed his Incarnation not to get too close.
A Nascent Soul might seize another body to rebirth, but a Deity Transformation Dao Lord could regenerate from a drop of blood.
This blood could very well not be from an injured Deity Transformation Dao Lord, but deliberately left behind.
If some fatal danger really occurred, it’s possible that all of the will of the Primordial Spirit from the Deity Transformation Dao Lord could surge into this blood and swiftly escape.
It should not be rashly approached.
At that time, Seven-eyed True Monarch, who also seemed to have observed the battle scene in the sky, his eyes flashing with seven-colored brilliance, said seriously, “It seems that the battle among the Deity Transformation elders will also soon be concluded.”
Mo Jiazheng nodded, “If a Deity Transformation truly focuses on escaping and hiding, it’s very hard to kill.
On the other hand, if a Deity Transformation is driven to desperation, the consequences can be terrifying; no Sect could bear such consequences.”
Chen Dengming felt a sinking in his heart, understanding what Mo Jiazheng meant.
If a Deity Transformation Dao Lord were truly driven to desperation, he might very well retaliate, taking many down with him before dying.
Not to mention anything else, just launching a kamikaze attack on the top Sects or even the Multitude Immortal City would be enough to annihilate a host of Nascent Souls and destroy any top Sect without a Deity Transformation holding it.
Barefooted ones are not afraid of those wearing shoes.
Such losses from destroying a Sect are unbearable for any Deity Transformation with a foundation.”
“Perhaps the encirclement operation will gradually control the scope and eventually conclude.
As for these traitors and Deity Transformation threats from outside the realms, they might have to wait until the Shattered Immortal Realm to resolve…
But, can Deity Transformation Dao Lords also enter the Shattered Immortal Realm?”
Chen Dengming had many doubts in his mind.
These doubts, it seems, might not even be answered by his own realm’s Deity Transformation.
However, the Deity Transformation Cultivators from the other side seemed to know quite a bit.
If one could be captured and interrogated, that might be better.
But capturing a Deity Transformation alive is much harder than killing one.
These issues, for now, were not for him to worry deeply about.
Without enough strength, overthinking was useless.
After observing for a while longer and confirming that no Deity Transformation Dao Lord was approaching,
The tense atmosphere slowly dissipated.
Everyone relaxed and returned to their duties inside the Spirit Boat.
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In the blink of an eye, over a dozen days had swiftly passed.
Chen Dengming had not returned to his Sect, but remained in the Multitude Immortal City within the Counterattack Cultivator Alliance in the Four Regions.
The two Incarnations he had previously conjured, amidst the ruins of the Nightmare Kingdom in the Western Region, had rescued quite a few cultivators who had been captured in the past, as well as mortals buried under the ruins.
Sure enough, as he had expected.
That day, those few drops of Deity Transformation Dao Blood he had been wary of, transformed into human shapes after a few days, emitting astonishing Spiritual Might and drifted away.
If any cultivators had recklessly approached or even consumed the Dao Blood, the outcome would likely have been dismal.
In the time following, apart from developing relationships with some Nascent Soul friends, Chen Dengming was completing the encirclement and beheading plans report, as well as handling the conversion of Merit Points.
After these procedures were completed, he left a list of items to collect, declined Zuo Qiuling’s celebration banquet invitation, and prepared to return to his Sect.
Seeking the limelight was not his desire.
Nor did he wish to flaunt himself at the celebration banquet under the arrogant title of Fighting Longevity Monarch Chen Baimao, being pursued by everyone.
Although his time in cultivation could not compare with these millennial old monsters, in terms of the steadiness of his State of Mind, he surpassed them without lacking anything, having long seen beyond mere fame, and seeking practicality.
When striking in battle, it must be with the force of thunder, imposing and terrifying, giving no chance for the enemy to resist.
Back in the Sect, cultivating in tranquility, he would courteously interact with others, maintaining a low-profile and steady demeanor as Chen Laodeng, avoiding brash conflicts.
After taking back the repaired Giant Deer Robe from Seven-eyed True Monarch.
There was another round of polite exchanges, during which he showed some thoughtful gestures.
The Seven Eyes’ preferences were quite like his fellow disciple, Six Eyebrows, both fancied the allure of a nymph’s bathwater.
However precious the fairy’s bathwater might be, Chen Dengming himself was reluctant to give it away, and what he took out was the normal River of Styx Water.
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Fortunately, he had plenty of this River of Styx Water; even though he had given some away for Merit Points previously to treat Dongfang Huayuan’s Divine Spirit injuries, there was still quite a bit left.
He gave two large barrels to Seven-eyed True Monarch, sufficiently displaying his sincerity and gratitude.
Soon, he returned to the Longevity Sect.
Chen Dengming could hardly wait to summon his Incense Fire Incarnation, and took out both the repaired Giant Deer Robe and the many spoils of war he had obtained from the Holy Mother of Beiyin, beginning to fence…
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