I conquer the immortal with my strength

Ever since this man and the eagle entered the Ghost Abyss Sea, the dark clouds and fog in this sea area have been surging in an exceptionally violent manner.

One month later.

A ray of golden light broke through the dark clouds and fog, shot up into the sky, and disappeared over the sea in the blink of an eye.

High in the sky, on the back of a golden-winged eagle, Xia Daoming looked back at the sea shrouded in dark clouds and fog. His expression was complicated, filled with excitement but also a hint of lingering fear.

During this month, he went deep into the Ghost Abyss, and used the Soul Refining Pearl to absorb and refine sufficiently pure and powerful ghost power in the depths of the Ghost Abyss, but he also experienced many dangers as a result.

Once, he even encountered two Nascent Soul-level evil spirits.

If it weren't for his rapid increase in Qi Refining strength and his quick decision to escape, he would have almost been trapped.

If he were really trapped by two Nascent Soul-level evil spirits, even if he could still escape, he would definitely be injured.

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Xuanyin Island is plagued by cold winds all year round.

In the waters near Xuanyin Island, the sea surface is frozen all year round in many places.

On the sea, you can see icebergs floating everywhere that have never melted.

Such a place is impossible for ordinary mortals to survive and reach. Even cultivators, unless they practice Yin-Han techniques, would never be willing to live in such a freezing cold place.

Because of this, there is usually almost no one to be seen in the millions of miles of sea near Xuanyin Island.

Even on Xuanyin Island, except for the area in the center of the island that was protected by a large ban, there were hardly any people anywhere else on the island.

But in recent days, Xuanyin Island seems to be very busy.

From time to time, bright lights landed on Xuanyin Island.

The masters of these Huaguang, at least, have reached the early stage of the Golden Core stage, and some are even Yuanying ancestors.

Because a large number of powerful people arrived one after another, the welcoming disciples and elders of Xuanyin Island were extremely busy.

The Jindan monks were arranged to stay in the Tianshuang Palace and were entertained by them.

They didn't need to worry about the Yuanying ancestor, as the island master of Xuanyin Island and the three supreme elders would arrange for them to stay in Hanyue Palace and entertain them personally.

One day, a man in blue arrived at Xuanyin Island in a flying boat.

The man in blue was Xia Daoming.

Xia Daoming had just arrived at Xuanyin Island when a cultivator in the late foundation building stage flew out of the restricted shield.

Xia Daoming showed the Xuanwu Order. After the disciple from Xuanyin Island who received him confirmed the Xuanwu Order, he directly led him to the Tianshuang Palace without asking any questions.

When Xia Daoming stepped into the Tianshuang Palace, he was shocked to see that there were hundreds of Jindan cultivators gathered in the palace. Most of them were in the middle and late Jindan stages, with even more in the late stages. Even though he had been mentally prepared and knew that all those who were qualified to enter the Xuanwu Secret Realm this time were Jindan cultivators, his scalp still tingled when he saw it.

Especially when hundreds of Jindan cultivators looked towards him, their minds sweeping over him without any reservation, trying to spy on him, Xia Daoming really felt his hair stand on end.

Even though Xia Daoming had a glorious record of killing the Nascent Soul ancestor, he would never dare to say that he could fight against a hundred Jindan cultivators alone.

If you were really trapped in the encirclement of a hundred Jindan cultivators, especially most of them are in the late Jindan stage, it would be difficult to escape.

Seeing that Xia Daoming was only in the middle Jindan stage, most of the late Jindan stage cultivators withdrew their gazes. However, many middle Jindan stage cultivators showed interest in their eyes.

Soon, some Jindan cultivators came up to discuss forming a team with Xia Daoming.

Xia Daoming naturally declined all of them politely, then found a seat in an empty corner of the hall and sat down, with his eyelids drooping, looking like an old monk in meditation, with a cold attitude that no one should be allowed to approach him.

When everyone saw that this new monk did not like to team up with others, a few of them showed a hint of suspicion and fear, while the vast majority of people had a hint of mockery in their eyes.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be in danger of death if he entered the Xuanwu Secret Realm. How could a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator disdain to team up with others? He simply overestimated his own abilities and was overconfident about his superiority.

Soon, another Jindan cultivator entered the hall.

People soon forgot about Xia Daoming, a guy who overestimated his own abilities and overconfidently relied on his superiority, and began to shift their attention to the newcomers.

The scene just now happened again.

However, this time, the newly arrived Jindan cultivator did not reject people like Xia Daoming did, but instead conducted detailed negotiations with different teams of cultivators.

Xia Daoming naturally had no intention of eavesdropping on their group formation, but instead focused his attention on the four late Jindan cultivators in front of him on the right.

There are four people, two men and two women.

One man looks like a scholar, seemingly easy to approach and harmless; the other man has a face full of flesh and a ferocious look, like a butcher; one woman is well-proportioned and dignified, with a cold temperament; the other woman is petite and delicate, dressed in red, like a ball of fire.

With Xia Daoming's powerful spiritual sense and second-level divine eye ability, it is not difficult to see that these four people are late-stage Jindan cultivators who rank very high in strength in Tianshuang Palace.

At this time, the four of them were talking in low voices.

"I just got the news that Patriarch Mo Li is here too." The Confucian scholar said solemnly.

"What? He's here too!" the woman in red blurted out.

"There's nothing strange about it. Not long ago, there was news that there might be the Qiankun Guiyuan Fruit in the Xuanwu Secret Realm. This fruit is the key elixir for refining the Wanxiang Huayuan Pill, which can help mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators break through bottlenecks.

The old ancestor Mo Li was extremely talented when he was young. He practiced all the way and was unstoppable. At the age of 340, he had already reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Everyone believed that he would definitely be able to reach the late stage of the Nascent Soul and even have the hope of reaching the Divine Transformation Stage.

As a result, for some reason, five hundred years after entering the middle Nascent Soul stage, he hit a bottleneck and his cultivation stagnated.

The lifespan of a Nascent Soul ancestor is generally a thousand years. If Patriarch Mo Li does not make any further progress in his cultivation, let alone reaching the Spiritual Transformation realm, I'm afraid his hope of entering the late Nascent Soul stage before his death is extremely slim.

Now there is news that the key elixir for refining the Wanxiang Huayuan Pill, Qiankun Guiyuan Fruit, even if this news is just hearsay, he will never let it go. "Another woman said coldly.

"Including Elder Mo Li, there are already four middle-stage Nascent Soul ancestors who came this time, and thirteen early-stage Nascent Soul ancestors, which is more than any previous time.

We originally thought that the restrictions deep in the secret realm would be relatively beneficial to us Jindan cultivators. If the four of us join forces, we may be able to compete with the Yuanying ancestor for a great opportunity.

As a result, it is not a good sign that so many Yuanying ancestors are going to explore the secret realm at once! " said the man who looked like a butcher.

His voice was surprisingly soft and it was hard to associate it with his fleshy face.

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger. This time we enter the Xuanwu Secret Realm for the great opportunity of the Nascent Soul Avenue, so how can we not take great risks!" said the man who looked like a Confucian scholar in a deep voice.

The other three nodded silently upon hearing this, but judging from their expressions, they all seemed to be in a heavy mood.

Xia Daoming, who was in the corner, eavesdropped on the conversation between the four people and felt a little heavy-hearted.

His target is also the depths of the Xuanwu Secret Realm.

According to Ren Xiaoyao's information, every time the Xuanwu Secret Realm was opened, there were rarely more than ten Nascent Soul cultivators participating.

As a result, seventeen people showed up this time, four of whom were in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

“Fortunately, I am now much stronger than when I first heard about the Xuanwu Secret Realm, and I have many more means. Otherwise, it would be extremely dangerous to compete with so many Yuanying cultivators and late Jindan cultivators for a great opportunity.

Even now, with my foundation, the danger is not small. After entering the Xuanwu Secret Realm, I must be cautious and careful, and not underestimate the enemy. "Xia Daoming turned his mind while concentrating on condensing the eighteen thunders above the boundless sea of ​​blood.

More than a year ago, in a battle with Master Ma Ling on the sea, the eighteen thunders that had been condensed and accumulated over the years were all squandered.

During this period, Xia Daoming worked day and night to condense the eighteen again.

However, the time it took to condense these eighteen thunders was too short, and their power was not as strong as the previous eighteen. Therefore, before entering the Xuanwu Secret Realm, Xia Daoming was unwilling to miss any time to condense the eighteen thunders.

So as to gain more self-protection power before entering the Xuanwu Secret Realm.

A few days later.

More than three hundred rays of brilliant light shot up into the sky from Xuanyin Island, like bright meteors streaking towards the distant sea.

Half an hour later.

More than three hundred of them were hovering over an area of ​​sea.

There is fog lingering over the sea.

The fog was not white but black, and extremely cold.

But although it was extremely cold, there seemed to be a very pure warm sun energy and vitality growing faintly.

Perhaps it is because of this very pure warm sunshine and the growth of vitality that the sea water under the fog is not frozen.

Black mist lingered, and under the sunlight, it suddenly took the shape of a turtle and a snake combined. It was the image of Xuanwu, one of the four ancient mythical beasts.

The tortoise and the snake, one on the left and one on the right, continuously coiled and combined, actually revealing a hint of the mysteries of yin and yang, life and death.

Everyone looked at the mysterious scene in front of them, most of them were excited and expectant, while a few seemed to have some feelings and fell into deep thought.

Xia Daoming belongs to that minority.

At this moment, he thought of the dual cultivation with Yuwen Feng, the interaction between yin and yang, nirvana and rebirth.

The scene before him gave him a very mysterious insight.

When this bit of enlightenment came, the Yin-Yang Sword that was nurtured in the lower Dantian actually vibrated slightly, emitting black and white sword light, which blended and circulated in the Dantian.

The sword is the king of all weapons and a great killing weapon.

Once the sword is out, all enemies will be destroyed.

But at this moment, the light of the Yin and Yang swords merged together, and a hint of life actually appeared in the Dantian.

When yin reaches its extreme, yang is born; life and death are mutually reincarnated.

As the lights of the two swords blended and vitality was born, the two swords actually gained a hint of unprecedented agility.

"This..." Xia Daoming sensed the changes in the Yin-Yang Sword at the first moment, and he was surprised and happy.

But immediately Xia Daoming felt a chill all over his body, as if he was suddenly surrounded by enemies.

The four middle-Nascent Soul ancestors standing in the front seemed to have sensed something at this moment and subconsciously turned around to look at Xia Daoming.

However, seeing that he was just a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, a hint of surprise and unexpectedness flashed across the four people's eyes, and then they turned their heads away.