I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi's brows slightly furrowed; the flaw in the Reincarnation Technique was all too evident, which explained why so few in Buddhism practiced it.

Only when Mana made no progress would one place hope in the Reincarnation Technique.

"This avatar is an independent life; if it cannot step onto the path, a hundred years will pass in a blink, unable to understand the origin in depth. If it dies, not only will it fail to provide feedback to cultivation, it will even obliterate the Divine Sense Origin for nothing!"

"What Dharma-hearing Monk said that day was correct; one must comprehend Buddhist Law, grasp its true meaning, infiltrate the Divine Sense Origin, and become an existence like Buddha's Disciple."

"When Buddha's Disciples perform the Reincarnation Sutra, the avatar is also born with a Buddha-nature, naturally drawn to Buddhist scriptures after reincarnation. As long as one recites enough scriptures, they can understand the Self…"

"So, isn't the Reincarnation Sutra a loss for anyone who is not a Buddhist monk-saint? Does it backfire if cultivated?"

Zhou Yi could not help but spit out a curse: "No wonder the Third Master gave away the core Buddhist scripture so readily, to actually cultivate it, one must truly become a disciple of Buddhism!"

This kind of limitation is extremely subtle; even if the Mysterious Gate Demonic Sect obtained the Reincarnation Sutra, it would be as useless as scrap paper.

"However, I am somewhat different…"

Zhou Yi's Divine Sense swept over the Longevity Dao Fruit, speculating whether the avatar was affected by the Dao Fruit and likewise possessed the innate ability of Everlasting Immortality.

"If the avatar is also immortal, doesn't that mean there's an additional person helping me cultivate? And as long as it exists forever, it will eventually understand the Self, and the cultivation gained will integrate into one!"

"I am destined for Everlasting Immortality, with an endless lifespan, the Divine Sense Origin lost by the avatar's death can be recovered in a few decades."

"I'll try later to see if I can avoid the restrictions of the Reincarnation Sutra!"

Zhou Yi revealed a pleased expression; he now had another secret technique perfectly suited for long life. If the Reincarnation Technique was feasible, its future uses could rival the Sky Severing Art and the Jade Dew Art.

At that moment.

A series of eerie, cackling laughter spread, and a dozen trails of black smoke rose from all around, forming a Formation and Prohibition.

Within each trail of black smoke stood a strange cultivator, some with green faces and sharp teeth, others hideous and unkempt, or with six arms, and even some with the bodies of beasts and heads of humans.

"Are these human or demons?"

Zhou Yi showed a look of surprise; the half-beast, half-human demon seemed to be a splice of various exotic beasts, bizarre and horrifying.

"Hehehe, I am Qianzhangyuan Luo Xiao."

Luo Xiao's chest bore two tiger claws, holding a Long Banner in one hand and shaking a bell with the other, laughing weirdly: "Today, I invite the Premier Disciples of the Three Teachings to reincarnate. As karma entangles you, you should repay your debts well and no longer meddle in this Divine Enthronement issue!"

"Demon Monarch Luo Xiao!"

Zhou Yi suddenly understood; he had heard about this man from Bai Suixin's lips. This person practiced a branch of the demonic cult, the Beast Transformation Scripture.

Transforming into a beast during practice is excruciating, but one gains the innate abilities of exotic beasts upon successful cultivation. Different from the spells of cultivators, there's no need for finger maneuvering or mana movement; the art manifests with a single thought.

Demon Monarch Luo Xiao had already made it onto the assassination list, yet before it was his turn, he had actively sought them out.

Surveying the twelve trails of black smoke around him, Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"You all must be grand figures of demonic cultivation; I consider myself uninvolved with the demonic sects, so why have you set up this Formation and Prohibition to ambush me?"

After achieving the Void Escape Technique, there was no fear of any trap-formation, and even if overpowered, one could break through and flee. With the Great Five Elements Escape Technique, the Innate Destructive Divine Wind, and many more escape Divine Abilities, even a Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch could only watch helplessly.

Moreover, the Azure Ox beneath me is an Innate Demon God!

Twelve Nascent Soul-stage demonic cultivators arrayed in formation; even if it was a true transmission of the demonic path, Zhou Yi didn't consider it a threat.

A Demon Monarch spoke coldly from the side: "You offered the method of building the Heavenly Court but deliberately excluded the demonic cultivators. Do you dare say there's no karma?"

"So that's how it is."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "The slaughter of the mundane by the disciples of the demonic sect does not align with the Heavenly Court's intent to protect the creatures of the Divine Continents. There's no need to meddle. I advise you, abandon your cultivation, and turning to Buddhist Law is the righteous path!"

This was not in jest; if the disciples of the demonic sect discarded their demonic powers and turned to study Buddhism, they genuinely had the opportunity to be inscribed into the Investiture of the Gods.

The ancient masters of Buddhism, wanting to gather followers, would certainly offer a chance for inscription.

The old ancestors of the demonic sect, for the sake of demonic cultivation heritage, would also support these turncoat disciples, equivalent to throwing sand in the gears of the Heavenly Court.

"Why go to such trouble!"

Another six-armed Demon Monarch said: "We just need to kill all those destined for Divine Enthronement, until the Heavenly Court accepts our sect's cultivators. Otherwise, forget about starting the enshrinement."

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, his thoughts racing as he looked at the Demon Monarchs with a gaze full of pity.

"No wonder you fellows have purposely come to seek death; it turns out to be a favor sent to me by the old ancestor of the demonic sect. If I don't accept it today, wouldn't it be an insult to the legacy of all immortals?"

The Heaven Patching Sect Leader had already informed him; the old ancestor of the demonic sect had obtained the merit for ascension and had agreed to the enshrinement.

Yet these Demon Monarchs audaciously spoke of stopping the Divine Enthronement, obviously cannon fodder sent by the demonic sect!

The esteemed first disciple of the three teachings, even if as the rumors claim they were not adept in spell combat, the Spiritual Treasures bestowed by the three human Immortals alone were enough to sweep across the demon hordes.

"What's the advantage?"

The speaker, shrouded in darkness, With one hand holding an Array Plate and the other a Formation Flag, was the Demon Monarch who had set up this Divine Elimination Formation.

"Of course, it's twelve unclaimed mountains and rivers!"

As Zhou Yi spoke, a light gleamed between his eyebrows, and a seven-colored long sword flew out.

The seven-colored flying Sword Qi was elusive and unpredictable. One glance could involuntarily stir up a myriad of emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. The six-armed Demon Monarch, who had just been vociferous, was immersed in boundless despair, watching helplessly as the flying sword approached and cleaved his physical body and Nascent Soul in two.

"This is... the Sword of the Seven Emotions!"

The dark Demon Monarch let out a strange cry and exploded into black smoke that disappeared without a trace, leaving only the Formation Flag spinning on its own in place.

The Sword of the Seven Emotions!

A notoriously deadly weapon in the Dongsheng Divine Continent, its creator, the Daoist of the Seven Emotions, had ascended to the Immortal Realm, leaving this treasure with the Heaven Patching Sect. With generations of human Immortals nurturing and strengthening it, its power had reached the pinnacle of Spiritual Treasures.

It was just one step away from becoming a peerless Immortal Artifact!

The Iron Crown Immortal was the current wielder of the Sword of the Seven Emotions. With the sharpness of the sword in his early years, he had terrorized the cultivators of the Demonic Sect into a chilling fear.

The remaining ten Demon Monarchs, naturally aware of this treasure's power, immediately employed secret techniques to escape, even at the cost of burning their lifespan and essence blood, just to run a bit faster than their peers.

However, they had not escaped a few dozen miles before they ran smack into a Formation and Prohibition.

Twelve Long Banners floated in the air, coalescing into the Divine Elimination Formation, sealing off hundreds of miles of the void around them.

"Damn it!"

Luo Xiao reacted extremely quickly, roaring angrily, "The old dark freak controls the Formation, sealing off four directions, leaving us here to die!"

The other Demon Monarchs repeatedly hit the barrier and immediately realized the situation.

At that moment.

Zhou Yi infused Mana into the Sword of the Seven Emotions and slashed out, and Luo Xiao was instantly engulfed in towering anger, surprisingly choosing to meet the flying sword head-on with a secret technique.

Whoosh!

The Sword of the Seven Emotions circled around Luo Xiao's neck, blood sprayed seven feet high, and a large head soared into the air.

"This Sword of the Seven Emotions is truly bizarre, not like a typical Xuanmen Orthodoxy artifact. It can actually stir up the seven emotions and six desires of cultivators, making them fight as if they've lost their wits. Against those with a steadfast Dao heart, its power does not increase but decreases, whereas it doubles in might against desirous Demon Heads!"

Zhou Yi formed a spell with his hands, and the Sword of the Seven Emotions split into nine, each stabbing towards the remaining Demon Monarchs.

A moment later.

The Divine Elimination Formation shook violently and suddenly shattered into twelve Formation Flags.

Zhou Yi waved his hand to gather the Formation Flags into his sleeve, patted the yellow bull, and followed the trail towards the old dark ghost.

Cultivators of the Demonic path were often adept at stealth and escape, and the old dark ghost was among the best of them. In just a moment, he had escaped thousands of miles. However, compared to Innate Demon Gods, the gap was too vast.

Soon.

The old dark ghost sensed a presence behind him and turned his head to look back.

He saw Xuan Miao's Divine Skills spanning the sky, only a hundred miles away from himself. And in the time it took for a single thought, the distance shortened by another ten miles.
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"Fellow Daoist, please halt!"

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the bull's back, holding the Sword of the Seven Emotions, truly appearing as a transcendent and profound Daoist master.

"Mercy, fellow Daoist, I know a secret..."

The old dark ghost's mind raced, desperately searching for a reason to live. Among the secrets, the most urgent was the news of an attempt by a great Demonic Sect figure across the Four Seas and mountains to assassinate Emperor Yuanding.

Emperor Yuanding was the future Heavenly Monarch, and by sharing this news in advance, he would surely have boundless prospects!

The yellow bull moved within ten miles of the old dark ghost. It lifted its hoof and kicked towards his back.

Splat!

The old dark ghost felt as if mountains were crushing him, his physical body instantly shattered to pieces.

Before he could plead further, several more hoof stomps followed, utterly obliterating his physical body and Nascent Soul.

Zhou Yi took out the Myriad Souls Banner from his sleeve, gently shook it, and collected the remnants of the Nascent Soul into it. Countless ferocious spirits and ghosts divided and devoured it, with numerous shades obtaining a wisp of the Nascent Soul Origin.

"I know too many secrets already; they no longer interest me!"