Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 130: Inscribing the Origin Divine Ability!

In the eyes of the Emperor, a look of surprise flashed by.

The scene in the ancient mirror was incomprehensible to her.

Until now, she still didn't understand how the Blood Lord managed to walk out of the Demon Gate.

Even she, if she were to enter the Demon Gate, would become a Great Demon.

Blood Lord... how did he manage to come out?

At this moment, Ning Tao felt a sudden pain in her heart.

She couldn't help but think of the blood-colored robe she saw that day outside Wugui City.

Was it just a coincidence?

The scene shifted once again.

On Jiupan Mountain, a beautiful little bird fluttered its wings and landed beside a drop of blood.

Curiosity filled the bird's eyes.

The story continued.

"I am the canary, aren't I beautiful? I am the most beautiful woman on Jiupan Mountain!"

"You round little fellow, I'll call you... Blood Pearl."

"You left without saying goodbye, I won't go find you, I won't miss you!"

"Blood Pearl, it's raining..."

If the previous scene was like a mournful song in a snowy winter, the current scene was like a drizzling spring rain, fresh with a hint of melancholy.

"Blood Pearl, you're back!"

"Blood Pearl, you're amazing! Tell everyone that in the Eighteen Mountains, the canary is the most beautiful woman!"

"He is not a Great Demon, he won't die!"

"I'll reluctantly believe you this time!"

"How did he enter the Demon Gate..."

The girl left the Demon Gate, proud of herself, and often carved the word "demon" on her face.

"I'm so stupid, I can't even put on makeup properly, I'm so ugly..."

"Am I very ugly? Why don't you come see me?"

The scene abruptly stopped here.

Ning Tao covered her left cheek, which was in pain.

Countless memories flooded into her mind like a tide.

Countless memories spanning thousands of years, endless.

There were whispers from Blood Pearl in her ears, as well as the cold sword of the blood-colored robe.

She remembered.

She... was the most beautiful woman on Jiupan Mountain, the canary.

Blood Pearl, her childhood sweetheart whom she admired the most.

Life after life, reincarnation in the illusion.

She entered the Demon Gate and watched as Blood Pearl sank into the illusion, constantly trying to awaken him.

"Blood Pearl..." Ning Tao covered her face, feeling inexplicably hesitant.

She remembered the tenderness in the eyes of the blood-colored figure she saw that day outside Wugui City.

"Do you know the canary? She's a very proud and vain girl, I've been looking for her."

At this moment, a smile appeared on the Emperor's lips as she looked at Ning Tao and asked, "Demon woman, have you remembered everything? Do you hate Great Demon now?"

She seemed particularly concerned about this.

Ning Tao looked up, her gaze cold as she said, "He is not a Great Demon!"

Blood Pearl said that she is not a Great Demon!

She believed it!

Even in the illusion, she saw him slaughtering countless beings, saw him thrusting his sword at her again and again.

She still believed that he was not a Great Demon.

The world called him a Great Demon, but the canary knew that he was just her childhood sweetheart, he was not anyone else.

"Haha, another self-deceiving person." Shang Yanran laughed and then looked at Bai Ze. "We are husband and wife, and they are my junior brother and junior sister. I am willing to spare them, but... demon woman, I have to kill you, or... take you away."

A terrifying aura emanated from Shang Yanran, enough to make even the Supreme tremble.

The seven powerful beings behind her also stepped forward, pressing towards Bai Ze.

"This time... no one can save you, demon woman." Shang Yanran's face turned ferocious.

She had thought that the Blood Lord was dead, so she treated the Thirteen Demons of the Northern Demon as mere pawns.

But recently, her clone in the mortal realm sensed a trace of the Blood Lord's aura.

So, the canary must be under her control.

In this world, she coveted Bai Ze the most, and now she had another Blood Lord.

Bai Ze looked at Shang Yanran, hesitating for a moment, and then said, "She is not the demon woman, even if she is... that was in a previous cycle of reincarnation.

If you want to take her away, you have to ask me!"

"No one can stop me today!" Shang Yanran's face became sinister.

Whoever comes today, she will take the canary away!

White Emperor is desolate.

Shang Yanran is right.

He can't stop her at all.

With Shang Yanran's clone and the seven powerful individuals, they can easily take Ning Tao away.

Even if the mentor comes, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop Shang Yanran.

This... has become an unsolvable situation.

...

In the underground palace.

Qi Yuan closes his eyes, comprehending the Origin Divine Ability.

Ten years have passed.

His comprehension has deepened, but he still can't truly engrave it, and the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra cannot reach the profound level.

"Forget... What did I forget?"

He ponders and meditates, but gains nothing.

Suddenly, intermittent voices sound in his ears.

"Blood bead..."

"Blood bead..."

The voices are miserable, carrying a hint of helplessness.

Qi Yuan's heart suddenly skips a beat, as if he sees the canary with tear streaks on her face, eyes red, raising her head stubbornly, looking at him helplessly.

Countless images flood into his mind like a landslide.

He sees himself trapped in the cycle of the Great Demon, slaughtering all living beings according to the Great Demon's path.

He sees himself walking in the desert wearing a blood-colored robe, with a figure whose face he can't see chasing after him, pierced by his sword.

He sees himself bound to a stone pillar, enduring the torment of endless flames, and that figure rushes forward without hesitation, enduring endless pain with him.

He sees that figure holding him, without any hesitation, leaping into the rolling magma.

He sees himself repeatedly injuring that figure, but that figure still rushes to him without hesitation, coming to him in every lifetime, standing against the world.

In the illusion, that figure truly exists, not his imagination.

He understands that figure is the canary.

"Canary..."

Endless illusions, like repeated cycles.

Those... are illusions, the life of the Great Demon.

Originally, when he entered the Gate of Myriad Differences, he experienced the life of the Great Demon.

The canary broke in, wanting to awaken him.

"I remember."

All the images turn into endless emotions.

In Qi Yuan's eyes, there is a trace of pity.

And a trace of annoyance.

The desire to see the canary becomes even more urgent.

"After we sank into the illusion together... where exactly are we?"

Countless emotions burst forth from Qi Yuan's body.

The temptation of the Illusion Master's Heart Demon seems to surge out uncontrollably.

When Qi Yuan recalls everything that happened in the Gate of Myriad Differences, the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra also completely enters the profound level at this moment.

Qi Yuan's heart is filled with mixed feelings, accompanied by a strong sense of self-blame and pity.

He calms himself down.

"Why did I hear the canary's voice..."

He remembered all his memories after hearing the canary's voice.

Why did he hear it? This is important.

After entering Foundation Building, Qi Yuan's ears were able to hear some strange voices.

Even before entering this game, he heard Ning Tao's voice.

Where is the source of the voice?

And where is the canary?

Who is she now?

Suddenly, a voice full of grievance and a sobbing tone falls into his ears.

"Am I ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

The canary's voice, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, falls into his ears.

Qi Yuan suddenly remembers.

At Seven Colour Peak, he once heard Ning Tao whisper in her dreams, "Am I ugly? Why don't you come to see me?"

He heard these dream talks more than once.

At that time, he always treated them as jokes, even mocking Ning Tao, a Supreme, for talking in her sleep.

During the Great Escape, Ning Tao fought against the Great Supreme with the blood ball.

As night fell, she curled up like a kitten, and Qi Yuan stood by her side.

He also heard Ning Tao's dream talks with a sobbing tone.

I understand!

I completely understand!

Ning Tao is the canary.

The word "demon" is engraved on Ning Tao's face.

The Thirteen Demons of the Northern Devil, despised by heaven and detested by people.

In the eyes of the world, she was like an ugly monster.

The beautiful canary turned into a despised "demon" in the eyes of everyone, hated by all, regarded as the ugliest creature.

How could she bear such pain?

How could she bear the countless swords in the illusion, one after another?

At that time, he was influenced by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons and fell into the life trajectory of the Great Demon, slaughtering all living beings like the Great Demon.

Unlike the Great Demon, someone has always been waiting for him.

"Canary... Ning Tao..."

A majestic aura swept over him, and the sky over the city of Wugui turned blood red at this moment.

Qi Yuan had found the engraved path of the Illusion Master's Heart Demon.

Within the barrier, the White Emperor's clone was imprisoned by Shang Yanran.

The seven strongest beings also approached the Thirteen Demons of the Northern Devil, until Ning Tao.

A smile appeared at the corner of Shang Yanran's mouth: "In the past, Blood Lord protected you. Today... who can protect you?"

Ning Tao looked at Shang Yanran, her eyes filled with strong killing intent.

At this moment, a hoarse voice filled with endless self-blame sounded.

"Canary, I'm late."

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you."

The canary trembled as she tightly held the chain in her hand.

On that bloody flesh ball, various terrifying auras emanated.

Shang Yanran saw the bloody ball and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes: "Blood Lord? No, you are a drop of Blood Lord's blood!"

In the past, when the Blood Lord entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, he cut off his own arm and left it by the canary's side.

Later, the Blood Lord perished in the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, leaving only a drop of blood flying out.

The blood ball in front of them was that drop of Blood Lord's blood!

Ning Tao's slender figure trembled at this moment. She tightly held the chain and glanced at the bloody flesh ball, as if looking across the vast sea of time, as if a glance spanning thousands of years.

She finally saw again the person she had been thinking about endlessly in her endless years, the person who haunted her dreams.

At this moment, the bloody flesh ball also condensed into a blood-colored robe figure.

"Blood Pearl!" She tightly embraced the blood-colored robe.

Just like in the past when the fire spread, she embraced him without hesitation and perished together in the sea of fire.

A smile appeared at the corner of Shang Yanran's mouth: "It's truly touching, Great Demon... you finally show yourself."

Qi Yuan, in the blood-colored robe, looked at Shang Yanran, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Today, you will die!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Yanran's smile became even more pronounced: "Even if it's your drop of blood, even if the Blood Lord himself is here, it's not necessarily a match for this clone of mine."

Moreover, can your true self come here now?"

The canary tightly held Qi Yuan's arm.

The White Emperor looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with excitement. He never expected to see his mentor at this moment: "Mentor, don't come here until you reach the Sixth Realm! Shang Yanran has obtained the Fate Stone Tablet, she is no longer herself!"

Shang Yanran's smile was radiant.

Just a drop of blood, even Supreme cannot harm her.

So why should she let Ning Tao be taken away from her?

"Great Demon, I will take Canary away today. If you want to see her, your true self should come to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace!"

Qi Yuan's expression was extremely calm. The endless self-blame and guilt from before turned into surging killing intent.

"Even a drop of blood can kill you!"

With Qi Yuan's voice, a terrifying change occurred in the figure condensed by his drop of blood.

The blood of the divine soul!

The divine soul blood that fell from the Tai Xu was now being used by Qi Yuan.

The divine soul blood obtained from the Black Chicken Old Demon can parasitize treasures.

It can condense into a divine soul Law Weapon.

What kind of treasure is precious enough to have his drop of blood?

This is a drop of blood from the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building!

At this moment, Qi Yuan condensed himself into a divine soul Law Weapon.

With the fall of the divine soul blood, Qi Yuan's blood underwent a tremendous change.

He looked at the canary and said, "Wait for me!"

After becoming a divine soul Law Weapon, he could no longer consciously descend here.

The figure of the blood-colored robe kept changing.

Engraving!

Within the city of Wugui.

Qi Yuan shouted loudly.

He finally understood why he couldn't engrave his Origin Divine Ability.

In the illusion, he cut off his arm and forgot the consciousness imposed on him by the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, the consciousness that he was the Great Demon.

That arm turned into a drop of blood.

That drop of blood is the endless source of evil, the Great Demon, the root of all evil.

That drop of blood is truly compatible with the Illusion Master's Heart Demon, this Origin Divine Ability.

He wanted to engrave this Divine Ability on the divine soul Law Weapon!

Within the barrier, the figure of the blood-colored robe had disappeared.

In Ning Tao's eyes, there was a strong reluctance.

The figure in the blood-colored robe transformed into a seductive blood-colored longsword at this moment.

Shang Yanran's eyes revealed a greedy expression: "To transform oneself into a Law Weapon of the Divine Soul, what a clever method."

This sword, if wielded by an ordinary Supreme, could even injure a Great Supreme!

Unfortunately, such a sword can only be considered clever. Not to mention killing me, it can't even hurt me!"

With Shang Yanran's words, another change occurred on the blood-colored longsword.

Greed, lust, arrogance...

Various kinds of auras emanated from this sword.

Within the entire barrier, including White Emperor, everyone felt uneasy.

They looked at the blood-colored longsword, their eyes showing astonishment for the first time.

"Origin Divine Ability!" Shang Yanran widened her eyes, "You actually engraved the Origin Divine Ability on a sword, you... you really... spared no expense!"

Engraving the Origin Divine Ability on a Law Weapon of the Divine Soul was unheard of.

But Shang Yanran knew that it was possible.

"Blood Lord, haha... your actions have indeed exceeded my expectations.

However, engraving the Origin Divine Ability on a Law Weapon of the Divine Soul.

Your true form... is useless!

Without the Origin Divine Ability, even an ordinary Supreme can kill you!" Shang Yanran laughed.

Her evaluation of the Blood Lord sank even lower.

Mortal cultivators easily lose their minds, how can they achieve great things?

"I want to see how strong your Origin Divine Ability really is!"

Even in the face of the Blood Lord's Origin Divine Ability, Shang Yanran showed no fear!

After all, her cultivation had reached the limit of this world.

Breaking through further... would lead to bad things happening.

All her plans would be in vain.

Ning Tao held the blood-colored longsword, her figure rising at this moment.

Holding the sword, she felt a connection to her bloodline.

"This sword is called the Illusory Realm Master's Heart Devil Induction!"

Ning Tao moved forward, like an unparalleled female swordsman.

After so many years, she could finally... fight alongside the Blood Pearl.

"Die!"

With a slash of the sword, boundless blood qi filled the entire barrier.

Greed, arrogance, gluttony... various emotions emerged.

The faces of the seven powerhouses finally showed astonishment.

Shang Yanran's eyes revealed a bewildered expression, "Heart devil? Great Demon? How is this possible!"

How could he be a true Great Demon!

Such an Origin Divine Ability could not be condensed at all.

Only the Great Demon, the former Buddha, could condense it.

Because all the evil in the mortal world originated from the Great Demon.

What's going on?

Shang Yanran's eyes showed a puzzled expression, then she laughed lightly.

A true Great Demon... that's even more interesting!

With one sword, the seven powerhouses behind Shang Yanran were like fragile porcelain dolls. Just by looking at the sword, cracks appeared on their bodies.

They kept howling, crying in pain, as if they had fallen into the depths of the Demon Realm.

The seven powerhouses couldn't even catch the sword.

A pure white evil spirit crawled out of Shang Yanran's back.

That evil spirit was different from everyone else's.

There was no fear in her eyes, only a smile: "Blood Lord, you have the upper hand this time. I'll give you this clone.

But without the Origin Divine Ability, what do you have to fear?

I'll be waiting for you in the Ten Thousand Demons Gate.

If you don't come in time, the canary... will fall into my hands."

With her voice, Shang Yanran struck herself with a palm, killing her own body.

After all, if that sword continued, it would be enough to harm her true form through the clone.

Shang Yanran's clone dissipated at this moment.

The seven powerhouses, shattered by the sword, perished.

With a simple sword, eight powerhouses were killed.

The members of the Northern Demon Thirteen Demons looked at each other.

What happened today was truly unexpected for them.

And at this moment, White Emperor looked at the blood-colored longsword with shock and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Such a sword stirred up endless heart demons.

Master... is he really a Great Demon?

If he is... he doesn't know how to face it.

Ning Tao tightly gripped the longsword in her small hand, a smile appearing on her pale face: "Blood Pearl... everything in the illusion was fake."

All the pain was caused by the curse of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate after entering.

The Blood Pearl's sword strike was just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)