I Shall Be Everlasting In the World of Immortals 398

## Chapter 394: Seven Great True Lords

“True Lord Xiang, please go on.”

Jing Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly.

“The first condition, Xiang plans to repair a spatial array in the future. There might be some problems, and I hope Daoist Jing can provide some assistance.”

“Spatial array? Jing will do my best.”

Jing Wu Feng pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement. He possessed the Voidless Physique and was well-versed in spatial arrays. When he was in his sect, he chose array formations as his cultivation skill. Decades ago, after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, his array skills had reached the peak of the fourth order.

“The second condition, during this mission to kill enemies, if there is a chance to capture the enemy’s Nascent Soul spirit, it belongs to Xiang.” Lu Chang An continued.

“No problem.”

Jing Wu Feng’s pale blue eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity. The Xiang Da Long he knew was not a devil cultivator.

Nascent Soul spirits were equivalent to top-tier, acquired spiritual objects. For many devil cultivators, they were considered a nourishing delicacy or could be used to refine forbidden arts and divine powers.

There were countless secret methods in the cultivation world that could utilize Nascent Soul. Jing Wu Feng didn’t know what Xiang Da Long planned to do, so he didn’t ask any further.

“Third, Xiang hopes to obtain the Dao’s method of forming a Nascent Soul. I believe that for a top-tier sect with a long history, it should not be a secret.”

This last request surprised Jing Wu Feng a little.

Since Lu Chang An had already advanced to Nascent Soul, what was the point of getting the Dao’s method of forming a Nascent Soul?

“During my heart demon tribulation, I faced the regret of being unable to form a Nascent Soul through the Dao. Therefore, I want to obtain this method as a treasure. Even if I can’t use it myself, I can pass it on to future descendants in my hometown.”

Lu Chang An’s explanation had a large degree of truth.

“My sect does have the Dao’s method of forming a Nascent Soul, and it’s not kept secret from disciples and descendants. But this is a part of the sect’s legacy, and without permission, we cannot easily pass it on to outsiders.”

Jing Wu Feng hesitated and thought for a moment.

His sect, along with some other top-tier forces with long histories, didn’t consider the Dao’s method of forming a Nascent Soul a secret. Neither did it hold much value.

The real question was whether anyone dared to use it.

“Let’s do this. After we finish the demon sealing, I’ll ask my sect. This small matter shouldn’t be difficult. Or, in the future, we can find it from some ancient great sects through trade, and then I’ll transfer it to True Lord Xiang.”

Jing Wu Feng proposed a compromise.

After the first round of trials, there would be a few years of rest and adjustment time.

Such a small matter didn’t require asking his master. The key was that it was hard to see his master. It was enough to inform the old servant who managed the library.

“That works too.”

Seeing that his three conditions were basically met, Lu Chang An decided to stop there.

To be on the safe side, Lu Chang An and Jing Wu Feng once again swore not to harm each other and signed a fourth-order spirit contract.

At the level of Nascent Soul True Lords, the binding power of many oaths was greatly reduced. As long as one’s cultivation was high enough, theoretically there were ways to break them.

However, breaking the oath would inevitably cause trouble and some consequences.

It was better to have a constraint than none.

…

After reaching the agreement, the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious, fostering trust.

Next, they discussed the specific plan and introduced detailed information about the seven Nascent Soul True Lords.

The two Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators posed a threat to Lu Chang An.

They were Elder Jin Kun and True Lord Ming Shui.

Elder Jin Kun was a veteran Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator, and his magical powers were stronger.

True Lord Ming Shui had advanced to the mid-stage less than twenty years ago, and her strength should be inferior, at least on the surface.

Of course, both of these Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators were weaker than Yu Huang.

This was one of the reasons why Lu Chang An was willing to cooperate.

As long as he didn’t get trapped in an encirclement, the risk was relatively controllable. Not to mention Jing Wu Feng’s hidden trump card…

In addition, True Lord Ming Shui was also Lu Chang An’s potential enemy. She had previously come to the Yun Xia Sect’s Nascent Soul Grand Ceremony to make trouble, spoiling his face.

If he could work with Jing Wu Feng to seriously injure her, it would also be one less trouble when he repaired the teleportation array and returned to Da Qing.

She had been wandering around the Middle Domain forbidden zone, seeking clues about True Lord Sha Hai and the relevant opportunities at the Listening Sea Pavilion.

The hidden location of the teleportation channel was in the Middle Domain forbidden zone.

If he were unlucky enough to be found by True Lord Ming Shui, it would be a disaster.

Lu Chang An thought that he couldn’t stay in Da Yuan for long. It was okay to be a little high-profile this time.

Even if he attracted trouble in the future, when he returned to Da Qing, he would cut off the other end of the teleportation array.

A greater possibility was that once he made a name for himself, many problems would be solved easily.

As the saying goes, “Strike first to avoid a hundred punches.”

…

“By the way, I forgot to tell Daoist Jing that True Lord Ming Shui might be in cahoots with the remaining soul of the ‘Devil King Asura’.”

Lu Chang An added an important piece of information.

At his peak, the Devil King Asura’s battle strength was at least on par with Yu Huang. Even as a lost soul, he was not to be underestimated.

This plan, at least, needed to seriously injure one Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

Lu Chang An preferred True Lord Ming Shui.

“The Devil King Asura? No wonder, the White Bone Merchant Guild’s president couple were lured by True Lord Ming Shui to participate in the encirclement of Jing.”

Jing Wu Feng realized.

The White Bone Merchant Guild was a well-known merchant guild in the Middle Domain, backed by the North Domain’s Ghost Palace camp.

The White Bone Merchant Guild’s President Yu and his wife, once had a deep relationship with the Devil King Asura. They deeply admired him and listened to his orders.

Lu Chang An suspected that the Devil King Asura, at his peak, held a hold over the White Bone president couple.

“Devil Blade Nan Gong Xiu!”

“True Lord Ba Wu!”

“True Lord Ling Xue!”

“The White Bone Guild President Couple!”

Lu Chang An learned about the other five Nascent Soul True Lords.

These five were all veteran Nascent Soul cultivators, among the strongest in the initial Nascent Soul stage. At least they were all at the level of True Lord Chi She.

The Nascent Soul cultivators who dared to chase after Jing Wu Feng until now were naturally not ordinary beings.

Among them, Devil Blade Nan Gong Xiu was the strongest. He was wanted by the South Domain’s top power, the “Sky Sword Pavilion”.

He had a record of fighting against a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator without losing. He had basically no opponents in the initial Nascent Soul stage.

Jing Wu Feng had fought against Nan Gong Xiu before, and confirmed his strength. He could withstand a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator for a short time.

The last time they clashed in the Middle Domain forbidden zone, Devil Blade Nan Gong Xiu had not had the opportunity to take action. He was a new reinforcement, a formidable character.

…

Inside the ruined fairy city, Lu Chang An had spent a year recuperating, and his treasure, the “Dragon Wood Staff”, was fully repaired and restored to its spiritual essence. His puppet array had also been maintained, keeping it in optimal condition.

Over the past year, Lu Chang An had frequently shortened his lifespan, practicing divination techniques. He used his deductions to practice for the upcoming plan.

During the period of recuperation, the opposing Nascent Soul cultivators had tracked and passed through the surrounding area.

A few days later, Lu Chang An and Jing Wu Feng set out, nearing the border of the Middle Domain forbidden zone.

Further ahead was the ancient battlefield, shrouded in demonic clouds.

Even though the demonic disaster was coming to an end, one could still feel the demonic energy gushing out from within.

That area had witnessed the ancient demon-sealing war, which had broken the Middle Domain’s back-bone spiritual vein. The mountains and rivers were shattered, and the scenery was desolate.

Since then, the Middle Domain had become the most barren and backward of the Da Yuan regions. It also faced the greatest impact from the demon beast chaos every cycle.

“True Lord Xiang, the seven opposing True Lords should know that we are working together and about to enter the Middle Domain forbidden zone.”

Jing Wu Feng reminded him.

“Xiang is ready.”

Lu Chang An nodded.

The seven opposing Nascent Soul cultivators should have laid down numerous methods in the Middle Domain forbidden zone to sense, track, and ambush them.

The ancient battlefield had complex terrain, and the demonic wind was gloomy.

Before entering, Lu Chang An activated multiple divination objects to divine good fortune and bad, and to sense danger.

However, facing the seven True Lords’ interference with the Heavenly Mandate, his fourth-order divination skills were not enough. The divination images were blurry and the accuracy was low.

Lu Chang An merely used it as a reference. Facing such great resistance in deduction, he heavily consumed his lifespan to hone his divination skills.

Where could he compare the effects of practical combat with daily practice in the sect?

Jing Wu Feng naturally noticed Lu Chang An’s actions, but wasn’t surprised.

Compared to the top-tier legacies of Tian Heng Continent, the cultivators of the Everlasting Green Method were not particularly outstanding in combat and had strict cultivation thresholds.

Of course, the legendary grand cultivator, Yan Dong Lai, was an exception. As the longest-lived human cultivator, he was on par with the Heavenly Transformation Lords.

Because they had more lifespan than ordinary cultivators, Everlasting Green Method cultivators were more suitable for cultivating divination.

But divination also relied on talent. The higher one ascended, the more difficult it became. Moreover, it couldn’t directly provide powerful combat strength. Shortening one’s lifespan would also affect the Everlasting Green Method’s vitality.

Everlasting Green Method cultivators were suitable for pursuing the medical path and building connections. Or, they could cultivate key wood-element spiritual objects, possess wood-element treasures, cultivate sword formations, and thus gain extraordinary combat strength.

…

Half a day later, Lu Chang An and Jing Wu Feng encountered two of the seven opposing Nascent Soul cultivators, faster than they expected.

To be more precise, their whereabouts were discovered first by the opposing Nascent Soul cultivators.

“It seems that the seven True Lords have deduced that Jing has important business in the Middle Domain forbidden zone and will definitely return. They left sensing restrictions in key locations.”

Jing Wu Feng looked calmly at the two figures ahead, the White Bone couple.

The tall, skeletal ghost cultivator, shrouded in a black robe and reaching a height of ten feet, revealed a pair of crystal-clear, white bone arms. Crimson ghost flames danced in his eye sockets, exuding a chilling and eerie aura.

This was the White Bone Merchant Guild’s President Yu, combining ghost cultivation with bone-corpse secrets.

On the white bone arm that President Yu extended, sat an obese woman in red robes, holding a bone staff.

At first glance, she looked quite old, about seventy or eighty years old. But her facial skin was smooth and tender. Upon closer inspection, she looked even younger, revealing a sinister charm.

This was Mrs. Yu. Lu Chang An had traded with her at the Nascent Soul Trading Conference, purchasing two supplementary herbs for the Transformation Pill.

At that time, this woman gave him a feeling of cold unease.

Unexpectedly, today, Mrs. Yu had become one of the seven opposing Nascent Soul cultivators.

“True Lord Xiang, when you gathered the Transformation Pill materials, you received assistance from this old woman. Out of our past transaction, today, if you withdraw from the Middle Domain forbidden zone, this old woman can make the decision to spare your life.”

Mrs. Yu in red robes winked at Lu Chang An, her posture becoming alluring.

“Heh! This one doesn’t believe that Mrs. Yu can make the decision for those two Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators. I’m afraid that once I’m alone, it will be a sure death.”

Lu Chang An chuckled and teased, unmoved.

“Heh heh, Mrs. Yu needn’t feel sorry for this person!”

“Jing Wu Feng might be able to escape today. This kid is foolish to come and help, interfering with karma. He will not return.”

The White Bone President gave a sinister laugh. The ghost flames in his skeletal eye sockets flickered, locking onto the newcomer, Xiang Da Long.

Before his words were finished, his white bone arm pushed forward, flinging the alluring, red-robed woman towards Lu Chang An and Jing Wu Feng.

Lu Chang An just felt a sense of absurdity. He felt a strange sound in his heart.

The red-robed woman in his vision suddenly lost her skirt and robe, revealing a flawless, beautiful body, shrouded in fairy mist, filled with fragrant colors.

But the next moment, the woman’s beautiful face transformed into a pitted, pustule-covered ghost face, extremely repulsive!

A terrifying aura of resentment and ghosts suddenly hit Lu Chang An’s spirit.

That power of resentment and ghosts could shake a Nascent Soul, causing illusions, evoking negative emotions, and causing one to lose their mental balance.

Fortunately, Lu Chang An’s mental state and divine consciousness were strong, far beyond those who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. His internal Nascent Soul pinched a spell, his pupils emitting clear light, dispelling the power of resentment and ghosts.

The moment the scene disappeared, a radius of ten miles was enveloped in a chilling ghost fog, turning into a ghostly realm of green gloom, with countless ghosts floating,幽火 engulfing, and resentment soaring to the sky.

It turned out that while Mrs. Yu was using her power of resentment and ghosts, the White Bone President had unleashed a classic treasure, the “Ten Thousand Soul Banner”, famous in devil cultivation.

This banner formed a realm of ten thousand ghosts, with countless ferocious ghosts, boundless resentment, and the ability to erode one’s spirit, suck up vitality, and weaken the target’s strength over time.

“True Lord Xiang, you hold off the White Bone President. Jing will try to eliminate the weaker Mrs. Yu.”

Jing Wu Feng transmitted his thoughts, making a decision instantly.

Each Nascent Soul cultivator killed would increase the success rate of the plan.

“Good!”

Lu Chang An unleashed the “Dragon Wood Staff”. Driven by vitality, it transformed into a colossal dragon head pillar, eighty or ninety feet tall, with crimson dragon shadows coiling around it. It slammed down towards the White Bone President in the depths of the ghost fog.

*Squeal!*

The ground beneath his feet shook, and a huge mound suddenly rose in the center of the ghost realm.

*Boom!*

The sand mound exploded abruptly, spewing sand and gravel. Powerful shock waves swept through the ghost realm.

“You lowly rat demon, how dare you——”

The White Bone President in the center of the ghost fog, his robe disheveled, roared in fury.

He saw a giant rat king, enveloped in a yellow sand vortex, emerge from the exploded sand mound. The rat king lifted its dark yellow claws and slashed fiercely at the White Bone President.

At the same time, the “Dragon Head Staff” slammed down from above, with a mighty dragon roar, hitting him head-on.

*Whoosh!*

Facing the attack from above and below, the White Bone President summoned a white bone ghost dragon, ten feet tall, from the dense ghost energy in front of him. It was crafted from the skeleton of a real dragon and wrapped in emerald-green flames.

With a deafening boom, the Earth Rock Rat King’s claws struck, only to be blocked by the white bone ghost dragon raising its claws.

The white bone ghost dragon creaked all over, its body constantly sinking under the pressure of the Earth Rock Rat King.

“The White Bone Ghost Dragon’s strength is comparable to a fourth-order beast king from the Beast King Valley. It can receive a boost in the ghostly realm.”

Lu Chang An instantly made an assessment.

*Bang!*

The “Dragon Wood Staff” hit the White Bone President, his thick white bone arm suddenly expanded several times, resembling a dragon’s bone arm, entwined with ghost flames. It forcefully resisted the direct hit.

“This man’s white bone corpse body is almost as strong as a fourth-order demon king, with such a powerful self-preservation ability. No wonder Jing Wu Feng didn’t choose to attack him.”

Lu Chang An pinched a spell, the “Dragon Wood Staff” glowed with a bright cyan light, full of vitality, purifying the ghost flames emitted by the white bone giant arm.

“Hiss! Jing Wu Feng’s helper is indeed almost as strong as a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.”

The White Bone President groaned, his arm bones cracked, his body sinking, forming a large pit on the spot.

He had to maintain the “Ten Thousand Soul Banner” while also fighting against Lu Chang An’s master and pet, he was completely overwhelmed.

“Wife, be careful!”

The White Bone President let out a startled shout. He noticed that only Lu Chang An was attacking him, realizing what the other was thinking.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!*

The red-robed woman transformed into a red ghost fog, splitting into several red ghost shadows that dissipated into the ghostly realm.

Mrs. Yu reacted quickly, sensing Jing Wu Feng’s murderous intent. She decisively used a life-saving secret art.

They only needed to delay for a while until reinforcements arrived.

Jing Wu Feng became a wisp of clear wind, his figure flashing and disappearing, passing through the gaps between the countless resentful ghosts. He slashed out a few silver glow blades with his palm.

*Puff, puff, *swoosh*!

The several red ghost shadows that Mrs. Yu had transformed into shattered instantly.

The only remaining true form was locked by Jing Wu Feng, with no escape.

“Husband, save me——”

Mrs. Yu’s vitality exploded. Resentful ghost energy piled up like dark clouds.

Five ghost-faced skulls, burning with five different colored ghost flames, floated around her, actively defending against the attack.

This set of ghost-faced treasures, which she was proud of, could both attack and defend. However, under the attack of the silver glow blades, one by one, they dimmed and shattered.

As the five ghost-faced skulls were knocked down one after another, Mrs. Yu’s abdomen was left with a clean blood wound, almost severed in half.

“Spatial secret art, its destructive power is terrifying.”

Lu Chang An envied it. If he didn’t use his “Nail-headed Arrow”, he wouldn’t be able to inflict such unstoppable crushing damage on a Nascent Soul cultivator.

…

“Jing Wu Feng, you dare!”

A thunderous roar like that of a lion and elephant came from the distant sky.

It was far away, but Lu Chang An felt a chill down his spine, as if he heard a muffled thunderclap. The pressure of that vitality was far beyond the True Lords present.

“Elder Jin Kun!”

Jing Wu Feng’s face changed slightly. In the previous encounters, this was the True Lord he was most reluctant to face.

“Heh heh… Daoist Jin Kun is coming soon.”

“Jing Wu Feng, don’t you dare injure this old woman! Today, you all will stay here!”

The White Bone President’s fighting spirit soared. Even though his bones were cracking from being hit by the “Dragon Wood Staff”, he spat out a mouthful of devil energy, landing on the “Ten Thousand Soul Banner”, using a devilish art of spatial translocation.

*Whoosh!*

Mrs. Yu, who was severely injured and trapped, was suddenly enveloped in a gust of ghostly wind.

The next moment, Mrs. Yu’s figure swapped places with a blood-green, drooping-eyebrow ghost in the ghost fog.

??

The drooping-eyebrow ghost froze for a moment, then let out a scream, cut by the silver glow blade, instantly shattering and disintegrating, turning to dust.

“Retreat.”

Jing Wu Feng was slightly surprised. He didn’t kill Mrs. Yu, and seriously injuring her was also a good result.

“The divine arts and secret techniques of the cultivation world are truly endless.”

Lu Chang An sighed regretfully. Jing Wu Feng was almost successful.

Of course, it also had to do with the fact that they hadn’t used their trump cards.

According to the plan, their strongest killing techniques should be used against a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator, and they couldn’t reveal them prematurely.

“Quick, go!”

Lu Chang An didn’t dare delay. He put away the Earth Rock Rat King and fled together with Jing Wu Feng, breaking out of the ghostly realm formed by the “Ten Thousand Soul Banner”.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul True Lord, they would need a lot of effort to break through this ghostly realm.

Jing Wu Feng possessed spatial divine arts. With a wave of his hand, he tore open a silver gap, ten feet wide.

The White Bone President was shocked and angry, but could only watch helplessly as Lu Chang An and Jing Wu Feng fled.

His wife was seriously injured and needed to be taken care of.

He had fought against Lu Chang An’s master and pet, and was completely suppressed. He also sustained some injuries.

…

After they escaped the ghostly realm, Elder Jin Kun, in the distance, was flying incredibly fast, like a golden sun, expanding rapidly in their vision.

“Jing Wu Feng, you’re bringing someone with you. Can you escape my pursuit?”

A deep and powerful voice came from behind.

Lu Chang An felt a cold shiver down his spine. He sensed a sonic boom whistle coming from behind. It seemed like something sharp was approaching at high speed.

His divine consciousness swept back.

He saw a golden giant claw, its surface covered in shimmering golden iron scales, leaving a domineering and dazzling golden light trace in the demonic and dark sky, grabbing at them with terrifying speed.

“Golden attribute treasure!”

Lu Chang An circulated his Everlasting Green vitality, preparing to summon his “Dragon Wood Staff” and work with Jing Wu Feng to resist the attack of the golden claw.

However, the “Dragon Wood Staff” trembled slightly, and the Everlasting Green vitality wrapped around it didn’t provide a sense of security.

“Daoist Jing, my wood-element treasures and related divine arts are all suppressed by Elder Jin Kun.”

Lu Chang An quickly switched to the “Thunder Snake Whip”.

Driven by Nascent Soul-level vitality, he whipped out a giant thunder net, with electric arcs and thunder snakes dancing.

“It’s okay!”

Jing Wu Feng pinched a spell with one hand. A layer of semi-transparent spatial ripples and wind vortexes entangled the golden giant claw grabbing from afar, slowing it down considerably.

But the golden claw still forcefully broke through, its power reduced by several levels, suddenly attacking Lu Chang An.

*Clang!*

A semi-transparent silver blade, thin as a cicada’s wing, pierced the void shadows, colliding with the golden giant claw out of thin air.

It was Jing Wu Feng’s lifebound treasure, the “Voidless Blade”.

However, this treasure wasn’t good at head-on confrontation. After resisting the attack, its power was reduced by half. It instantly disappeared without a trace.

*Sizzling!*

The thunder net and thunder snakes roared and whirled, engulfing the golden giant claw. The treasure, the “Golden Scale Claw”, finally lost its ability to sustain itself. Its spiritual light dimmed, and it flew back.

Finally, it landed in the hand of a man with curly golden hair and a burly figure.

“You run pretty fast.”

Elder Jin Kun retracted his treasure. The two were already a distance away.

Lu Chang An used the fifth level of the “Crimson Sun Blood Transformation Escape”. It erupted like a blood sun, its speed exceeding that of a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. However, it would consume blood vitality and cause overload, which in turn would consume lifespan.

Jing Wu Feng’s spatial escape method was mysterious and formless. Each time he escaped, he would temporarily disappear from sight.

At some point, their light seemed to overlap, shrouded in a breeze of clear wind and silver glow, and then they both disappeared without a trace.

“Using an escape art that surpasses your level, disregarding the loss of lifespan? Alas, the young don’t know the preciousness of lifespan, and when they grow old, they weep in vain…”

Elder Jin Kun sighed, but didn’t continue the pursuit.

Even if he disregarded the cost and chased after them, he wouldn’t be able to defeat those two. It required several Nascent Soul True Lords to form an encirclement.

…

Half an hour later, in a demon cave in the Wan Mo Mountain Valley.

“True Lord Xiang, you don’t have to exhaust your lifespan like that. Elder Jin Kun’s escape art is not that powerful, and he wouldn’t dare chase alone.”

Jing Wu Feng sat cross-legged, adjusting his breathing, and spoke softly.

“It’s better to be safe than sorry. We cannot hold Daoist Jing back. If we are slow, we might be caught in an ambush by True Lord Ming Shui and the others, and that would be troublesome.”

Lu Chang An didn’t care about the one or two years of lifespan he had lost earlier. It was nothing compared to the consumption of divination.

He had a fourth-order body refinement, his blood vitality was of high quality, and his Everlasting Green vitality recovered quickly, allowing him to bear the burden of using the Blood Transformation Escape art that surpassed his level.

The cost of lifespan reduction wasn’t as great as that of the same level Nascent Soul cultivators.

Through the brief confrontation just now, Lu Chang An confirmed the plan he had made earlier:

“Elder Jin Kun’s vitality is formidable, his divine arts and treasures suppress me. Therefore, our target must be True Lord Ming Shui.”

“Okay, then, during the subsequent battle, True Lord Xiang, try to avoid Elder Jin Kun, and let Jing handle him.”

Jing Wu Feng nodded, not minding at all.

Actually, attribute suppression was relative.

Elder Jin Kun’s vitality and cultivation level were higher than Lu Chang An. It was because of metal suppressing wood that the difference seemed so obvious.

If it were a Nascent Soul cultivator of wood-element cultivation, they would easily crush Elder Jin Kun.

(End of this chapter)

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