"Deity? Haha, it's not a problem to call it a deity, but not an immortal. That's the level of the God of Creation. In the entire Three Realms, other than the God of Creation whose life and death are unknown, no one knows if there are any immortals! "
Bin Bo said with a face full of yearning.
"There are no immortals in the Three Realms? Then the Immortal Emperor … "
Ding Ning was completely shocked. He had always thought that the Immortal Emperor was an immortal.
"The Immortal Emperor is not an immortal. It's only because the Immortal Court was the place where the God of Creation once managed the Three Realms. After the God of Creation disappeared, the master of the Immortal Court was called the Immortal Emperor. It's the same title as the Divine General and Divine King."
Bin Bo said proudly, "The so-called Immortal Emperor is just at the peak of the Demonic Transformation realm, the same realm as us Demon Emperors. But this step is like a chasm, and it's normal to not be able to break through it in one's lifetime."
"I see!"
Ding Ning finally understood. Whether it was the Immortal Emperor or the Demon Emperor, it was actually just a title like the president of a country. It didn't represent their cultivation realm. Even if a Saint King could become the master of the Immortal Court, he would also be called the Immortal Emperor.
"After saying so much, I forgot to mention the most important thing!"
Bin Bo realized that he had gone off topic, and quickly changed the topic, "The Saint King is the first realm of the Three Realms of Divinity. At this realm, one can no longer be considered a human. Every move is in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, and one can borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth. When the Martial Soul is refined to the extreme, it can leave the body and live on its own. Even if the body is killed, as long as the Martial Soul is not destroyed, there is a chance to seize another body and be reborn. When the Martial Soul is completed, it completely fuses with the body's soul, and the two Daos become one, entering the Pericelestial realm.
"Two Daos become one?"
Ding Ning asked with a dumbfounded expression.
"Correct. That's why I said before that you human Saint Rulers are too weak. It's because your cultivation method isn't right. The majority of people in the True Martial realm cultivate according to their own attributes. Although their cultivation speed is faster this way, there's only a single Dao after the Unification of the Ways. While we demons are in the Dao Seeking realm, we never try to comprehend the laws that suit our own bodies. Instead, we comprehend the laws of the world. That way, after the Unification of the Ways, we'll have two Daos. Naturally, we'll be more powerful than cultivators who only have one Dao. The majority of you human Saint Rulers are single-attribute Saint Rulers. Coupled with your weak physical bodies and weak mental strength, you'll naturally feel very weak."
Seeing Ding Ning's dumbfounded expression, Bin Bo was very satisfied with his expression. He continued to speak with confidence and assurance, "The human body itself is a world. As long as it's a world that has an attribute, the human body will have it. Saying what attribute a cultivator has is actually just because that attribute is more prominent. For example, if a cultivator has a metal spirit root, everyone will say that he has the metal attribute. But in reality? His body doesn't just have the metal attribute. There must be other attributes. That's why in the Dao Seeking realm, we demons never choose the most prominent attribute. Instead, we choose the attribute that's more prominent compared to the other attributes to comprehend. That way, after the Unification of the Ways, we'll have two Daos. "
"Then are there people who have three or four Daos?"
Ding Ning recalled that he was currently cultivating six Daos at the same time. He couldn't help but humbly ask for guidance.
"Of course there are. My demon race has a prodigy who was born with three spirit roots of wind, fire, and wood. When he was at the Unification of the Ways, he grasped four Daos. He's known as the number one prodigy of my demon race."
Bin Bo said enviously.
Ding Ning's heart was in turmoil. He finally understood where the human race's cultivation went wrong. First, the lack of body refining techniques. Second, the scarcity of mental power cultivation techniques. Third, the imperfect cultivation knowledge and the lack of inheritance. Of course, he felt that the most important thing was that all the major sects had deep sectarian bias. They treasured their own techniques, which led to the current situation.
For example, the Sacred Maiden Tribe clearly possessed the technique to cultivate mental power, but they weren't allowed to pass it on to outsiders. The other sects had deep foundations and had their own unique techniques. But was it possible for them to take them out? Absolutely impossible.
Although there weren't many body refining techniques for martial artists, they weren't unique. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many so-called masters of endurance training. Weren't the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt that people were familiar with body refining techniques? It was just that the cultivation methods were more superficial.
Of course, if there weren't any external threats, it wouldn't be a big deal for everyone to treasure their own techniques. But now, the demon race was coming in aggressively. The Celestial Court had already been conquered for a thousand years. How long could the human world hold on?
If one didn't worry about the distant, there would be trouble nearby. He believed that sooner or later, the demon race or the Underworld might send a large army to the human world. At that time, how could the human world resist?
In particular, there was an evil organization called the Descendants of God inside the earth. If they could betray the human world once, they could betray it again. If this big trouble couldn't be solved as soon as possible, it would cause big trouble sooner or later.
But the problem was that the Descendants of God had been hiding in the dark like a rat in a sewer. It was too difficult to find them and catch them all.
What was more, the Descendants of God had an incomplete formula of the elixir of youth. Even if those old monsters who had lived for three or four or even seven or eight generations were stubborn, they would become spirits after thousands of years. It was not so easy to deal with them. Even if they could be found, they might not be able to defeat them.
"What a headache! I just want to reunite with my family and lead a group of beautiful wives to live a peaceful and happy life. Why is it so difficult?"
Ding Ning shook his head in annoyance and felt a headache. He had always liked a plain and comfortable life, but the reality was the opposite of the life he hoped for. He was forced to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world. This was probably the saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility!
Perhaps some people would say that he could take his family to the paradise on Paradise Island and live a life without caring about the affairs of the world.
But the problem was that if the human world was really conquered by the demon race one day, how could there be the so-called paradise in this world?
You don't care, I don't care, and in the end, everyone doesn't care. They might as well just sit there and wait for death. When that day comes, they can just obediently accept death.
The so-called strong didn't like to put their fate in the hands of others. They dared to be the first in the world in everything, so they could be called strong. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This was not a joke.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
Bin Bo was already impatient. He wanted to cut Ding Ning into eight pieces, but he had to ask patiently.
"The last question!"
Ding Ning looked at him deeply.
"Go ahead!"
Bin Bo asked happily.
"Is that your physical body in the coffin? Do you still have blood essence? "
"Yes, uh, why do you ask this?"
Bin Bo answered subconsciously. Then he realized that something was wrong and looked at him vigilantly.
"Nothing, I just want to borrow your blood essence. Now …"
Ding Ning apologized insincerely, "I'm sorry, you should be on your way!"
"You … how dare you go back on your words, you don't keep your word … uh!"
Bin Bo turned pale with fright and roared in panic.
Before he finished his words, a bright blade light flashed and cut the black fog into two halves. Bin Bo's cursing stopped abruptly.
"Whoosh!"
Half of the black fog dissipated, and the other half suddenly sped up and fled into the distance.
But since Ding Ning had the intention to kill, how could he let him go? In an instant, thousands of blade lights flashed and completely annihilated the black fog in Bin Bo's vicious cursing.
"The Annihilation Divine Talisman is really a good thing. With it, the demon race is no longer unkillable."
Ding Ning put away the Annihilation Divine Talisman with satisfaction and picked up the demonic treasure. He muttered in a low voice, "In the future, the sealing technique will no longer be the nemesis of the demon race. It will be me!"
In front of the coffin, the runes flickered and flickered. Ding Ning stood for a long time before he turned and left resolutely.
Although the seal was not a god-level seal, it was still very high-end. It was also connected to the great formation of the entire underground palace. Once it was forcibly broken, it was very likely to lead to unpredictable consequences.
So after thinking about it again and again, he decided to give up.
First, he was only curious about the immortal medicine, but not determined to get it. Second, he was worried that if he forcibly opened the coffin, there would be some unpredictable consequences. If he really loosened the seal of the demonic statue and released the demon inside, causing misery and suffering in the world, he would not be able to atone for his sins even if he died a hundred times. Although he did not know who was sealed, a demon that could be sealed by a god-level seal was not an existence he could afford to provoke now.
Ding Ning curiously played with the palm-sized black patterned bronze mirror in his hand. He tried to urge his spiritual power to see if it could be used, but the demonic mirror did not respond.
"A demonic treasure that can only be activated with demonic Qi. Interesting!"
Ding Ning murmured as he tried to use his spiritual power and divine psyche. He tried to recall the appearance of the demonic Qi and tried to imitate it.
Unfortunately, even after he imitated the appearance of the demonic Qi, the demonic mirror still did not respond.
Ding Ning knew that he could only imitate the shape of the demonic Qi, but he did not understand it at all. Thus, he could not imitate the real demonic Qi.
He sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to keep the demonic Qi, he suddenly thought of something. When he turned into his second personality, his aura became cold and sinister. It was somewhat similar to the demonic Qi. He wondered if it would work.
Since he did not know where to find Tian Xuanzi, he might as well give it a try. What if it worked?
With this thought in mind, Ding Ning immediately turned into his second personality. His aura turned cold and sinister. Then, he imitated the demonic Qi and injected it into the demonic mirror.
The demonic mirror flashed and the image on the mirror gradually became clearer. The scene of a few mercenaries searching for their way in the maze appeared. It was as if there was a high-tech camera installed on it. Even their voices could be heard.
Ding Ning was overjoyed. He held the demonic mirror and kept changing directions to look for Tian Xuanzi. Soon, he found that Tian Xuanzi was still shuttling around in the maze. He was not injured nor was he in any danger. Only then did Ding Ning let out a long breath of relief.
He changed his direction happily and saw that Feng Lingxiao had already met up with Helena. Pi Muer had somehow gotten together with the little monk and the young man with the knife. Jiang Wuhui, Green Bamboo, and Yan Tong were walking together. Even the Wind God and the others had entered the maze. However, there were only the Rain Deity, the Vajra King, and a few subordinates by their side. They must have ordered their subordinates to find a way before they got separated.
Huh? I can't find the skinny Indian monk and Zhu Gu.
Ding Ning was surprised. He changed directions again but he still couldn't find them. Could it be that they had already left the five kilometers range?
Just as he put down the magic mirror in disappointment, he inadvertently seemed to see a red figure flash past from the corner of his eyes. Ding Ning hurriedly looked carefully and saw that Zhu Gu had already transformed into a monster. His eight bony long claws were like a bulldozer digging through the ground.
Damn it, this cunning dog had actually burrowed into the ground.
Strange, isn't there an array formation underground? How did he dig in?
Ding Ning was shocked. He quickly looked in front of Zhu Gu. Only then did he realize that this guy was not digging underground. Instead, he was moving forward through an extremely narrow underground tunnel with great difficulty. The bone blade was just to widen the tunnel and make it easier for him to move.
Ding Ning controlled the angle of the demonic mirror and extended it forward again. What he saw made his eyes widen. He couldn't believe that the Indian monk was actually crawling like a snake a hundred meters in front of Zhu Gu.
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