Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

After this, he was fortunate enough to receive the teachings of the Great Saint and learned the "Big and Small Ruyi Immortal Skill."

This Immortal Law is unfathomable and exceptionally profound.

Over the years, Zhao Sheng has comprehended much of the Tao and principles that pertain to the essence of the flesh, greatly enhancing his cognition and understanding.

Thus, looking back at the "Immortal Golden Body Secret" he created years ago, Zhao Sheng quickly identified numerous flaws and deficiencies, even realizing fundamental errors in its conception.

Returning to the Tianzhu Realm these years, he divided a part of his Divine Separation Consciousness to fully deduce the "New Immortal Golden Body Technique," which he only corrected and completed six months ago.

Therefore, Zhao Wanxian and Zhao Gudu's journey together came to be.

After reviewing, Zhao Wanxian tightened his grip on the Cultivation Technique Jade Scroll, with veins bulging on his hand, and asked solemnly, "Ancestor, do you want us to cultivate this new technique?"

"Exactly!" Zhao Sheng nodded.

"But..." Zhao Wanxian hesitated mid-sentence, suddenly showing a troubled expression.

Zhao Sheng smiled warmly and said, "I know you have already refined gold into your body, making it very difficult to change your foundation now. However, I summoned you here naturally because I have a solution."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wanxian and Zhao Gudu simultaneously rejoiced with overwhelming happiness.

Having seen the contents of the Cultivation Technique, they naturally understood that this new Body Refinement Technique far surpasses the old version in conception, difficulty, and even prospects, without the goldification tribulation of the old version.

"Today, I will teach you the 'Refining Gold Technique,' which is the core technique of the new Cultivation Technique. By cultivating it, one can refine all the gold in the world into the most primitive Innate Gold Qi, including the spirit gold refined into your bodies. So listen carefully, this technique can only be passed verbally and must not be recorded or inscribed." Zhao Sheng repeatedly cautioned.

The two loudly agreed upon hearing this, expressing determination to follow the Ancestor's command, and so on.

Zhao Sheng nodded quietly upon seeing this, then divided out two strands of Divine Thought to each pour in the contents of the spell and a vast amount of detailed explanations about the technique.

The full text of the "Refining Gold Technique" contains over a thousand words, yet each word is a gem, with profound meanings and numerous hidden implications and hints within. If one fails to understand the meaning of the words, any cultivator may go astray and become a Fallen Demon, ultimately being corroded and bones dissolved by the myriad Golden Qi.

A moment later, Zhao Wanxian and Zhao Gudu left the Ancestor full of joy and ran to the side of the Five Metal Mountains, sitting in meditation and beginning their first exploratory cultivation.

Before long, various colors of spirit light—gold, yellow, white, black, blue—gradually emerged inside and outside their bodies, quickly revealing extremely painful expressions on their faces, with sweat pouring out like syrup, soaking their robes instantly.

Zhao Sheng observed for a while from the side, seeing them gradually getting into a good state, and thus also sat cross-legged facing the Five Metal Mountains.

With a flick of his finger, five Melt Gold Extreme Flames streamed out from his fingertip, falling respectively under the gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin Five Metal Mountains, suddenly expanding a thousandfold, engulfing the entire small mountain.

Under the intense True Fire burning, the Five Metal Mountains quickly melted into a large amount of gold water, while simultaneously extremely pure Innate Gold Qi steamed out from the gold water.

Threads of Five-Colored Divine Light "Drifting Threads" spiraled and hovered endlessly in the void, spiritually agile like swimming fish.

Zhao Sheng's brow emitted Divine Light, illuminating the dim hall.

Countless strands of Divine Thought intertwined and spread throughout the hall, each "capturing" a thread of Gold Qi, using some indescribably complex trajectory to rapidly weave and stack them together like lightning.

As time passed, the five colors of gold slowly fused together, occasionally giving birth to an invisible, intangible but exceptionally radiant golden light.

This golden light was perfectly balanced and harmonious, radiant yet not glaring, under its soft appearance flowed absolute sharpness, toughness, masculinity, and... eternity!

If one carefully observed, they could find one or two similarities between this light and Yuan Hong's Protective Golden Light from years ago.

Though only one or two similarities exist, it is enough to shock the world!

This Innate Five Metals Essence should not be born in the mortal world, as its essence subtly exceeds the law-bearing limit of ordinary Constant Sand World.

Similar to Annihilation Grey Light, Innate Five Metals Essence exists only for a moment before it cannot sustain its form, instantly "collapsing" and scattering, reforming into Five-Colored Golden Light.

Zhao Sheng's eyes shone with brilliant light, continuously emitting Divine Thought from the center of his brow, striving to control the Five Elements Divine Light, continuously constructing new Innate Five Metals Essence,

This process of collapse and reconstruction kept repeating until he exhausted a majority of his spiritual power before ceasing.

In this process, Zhao Sheng repeatedly watched the scenes of the astonishing battle from years ago, gradually enhancing his understanding of the Gold Element Dao.

Slowly, time passed, and one by one, the Five Metal Mountains were continuously sent into the Five Metals Hall for Ancestor cultivation use.

Three months later, on a certain day, Zhao Wanxian and his uncle finally emerged from the Five Metals Hall, their faces beaming with joy as they departed the island.

On the same day, the doors of the Five Metals Hall reopened, and the act of sending in the metals was suddenly halted.

No one on the island knew that the Qiong Tian Ancestor stationed there had already been summoned before Ancestor Zhao Xuanjing.

Deep beneath the Mountain City, there lay an exceptionally vast and desolate cavern, where the density of Spiritual Energy was so high, it almost liquefied, rivaling the Seven Star Spirit Realm.

At this moment, in the center of the cavern, Zhao Xuanjing patted the dark-gold "mountain" behind him, motioning to Zhao Sheng with a smile, "Come, don't be afraid to hurt the Mountain Dragon. Aim the Destruction Divine Light at its outer shell first. Let me see its power, will you?"

Zhao Sheng looked at the enormous creature coiled like a mountain before him, unconsciously licking his lips, eager to try.

"The Dragon Ancestor won't be displeased, will it?" He glanced around, cautiously probing.

"Don't worry, just go ahead with your attack. This old fellow's skin is thick and rough, the best in the world in terms of defense," Zhao Xuanjing said with amusement, looking at Zhao Sheng with a self-satisfied smile.

"If that's the case... Ancestor, watch closely!"

Before the words faded, Zhao Sheng's Dantian suddenly released a golden "meteor," which swiftly flashed to the upper sky within the cavern.

For a moment, the meteor's brilliance was immense, and from its depths, a grey light inexorably spread out, quickly coalescing into a three-foot-long grey flying sword, slicing down with lightning speed.

The grey sword light cleaved through the void like a hot knife through butter, instantly piercing the dark-gold dragon skin, leaving a fist-sized hole on its surface, the edges smooth as can be, devoid of any charred color.

Roar!

At this moment, the cavern suddenly echoed with a painful roar, and the dark-gold mountain trembled violently, causing the ground ahead to sink into a large depression.

In an instant, a terrifying head, with a mysterious yellow horn, enormous as a mountain, suddenly burst from the earth pit, accompanied by an even larger body that soared to the hundred-foot-high dome in the blink of an eye.

At a glance, it seemed like a colossal dark-gold stone pillar reaching the sky and earth, emanating intense yellow light like jade, dyeing the cavern a mysterious yellow.

Eh?

Hmm!

Seeing this, Zhao Xuanjing's expression changed twice consecutively, stunned: "Hiss, amazing!"

While he was still marveling, Zhao Sheng took three steps back, a wry smile spreading across his face as he looked up at the gigantic head peering down from the sky.

Crack!

The Mountain Dragon's head was entirely dark gold, except for the primal yellow Dragon Horn at the front; it was sleek and smooth overall, resembling a gigantic locomotive.

However, as its mouth opened like a blooming chrysanthemum, rows of dense, terrifying fangs were starkly exposed to Zhao Sheng, showcasing primitive and wild strength and savagery.

The Mountain Dragon's maw, when open, had a diameter of thirty zhang, enough to bite through a mountain, let alone a person.

Even though Zhao Sheng was not afraid of an attack from the Mountain Dragon, his body instinctively trembled slightly facing such an Ancient Giant Beast.

This tremor phenomenon was derived from bloodline instinct, an innate bloodline suppression of an Ancient True Spirit life over the ordinary Human Clan.

"Don't move! You just hurt it. Little Gold is merely 'intimidating' you. Stay still and let Little Gold vent for a moment," Zhao Xuanjing, regaining composure, promptly advised Zhao Sheng.

Just as he said, the Mountain Dragon soon closed its mouth, raised its massive body again, and rapidly retreated into the subterranean pit.

As the ground wriggled slightly, the pit quickly vanished, and the dark-gold "mountain" restored its tranquility.

Zhao Xuanjing located the spot of the injury and saw golden yellow blood plasma seeping from the hole, which rapidly shrank and healed at an incredible pace visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but wonder at the spectacle: "How extraordinary! I didn't expect such pure power of destruction to exist in the world! It seems I've stayed too long in one realm, my vision is too narrow, truly the frog at the bottom of the well!"

Zhao Sheng summoned back the Ten Thousand Fire Tripod, his fingers lightly gliding over the tripod's exterior wall.

The Ten Thousand Fire Tripod flickered, as if responding to its master's caress.