244: Chapter 244 Consolidating the Nascent Soul, Killing Intent Fluctuates

Deep within the Nether Sea Trench, inside the Immortal Cave.

Chen Daoping sat cross-legged, his entire body enveloped in a faint layer of seven-colored auspicious light—the lingering remnants of the Heavenly Rain that had yet to fully dissipate.

Within his body, the newly born True Essence, more than ten times more vast than it had been during the Golden Core Stage, surged incessantly like the Yangtze River.

Every inch of his Meridians and every bone became increasingly resilient and translucent under the washing of this new Azure Emperor True Essence.

The dark-green Azure Emperor True Essence escaped uncontrollably, dyeing the hundred-foot stone chamber into a lush green world overflowing with vitality.

On the stone walls, tiny mosses actually grew and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually blooming into small, fluorescent flowers.

This was the power of the Azure Emperor Longevity Art after entering the Nascent Soul Stage; with a single thought, one could snatch away life force or bestow it.

Chen Daoping slowly withdrew his released aura and sank his mind into the Dantian Qi Sea.

Inside the Qi Sea, the Golden Core was gone, replaced by a three-inch-tall little figure.

This little figure looked exactly like Chen Daoping.

Its entire body displayed a glazed texture of interwoven purple-gold and dark-green, possessing a solemn, Treasure-like appearance that was perfect and flawless.

At this moment, it had its small mouth open, swallowing the wisps of Purple Firmament Divine Thunder arcs remaining in Chen Daoping's body after the tribulation like they were snacks, eating them with great relish.

With every wisp it swallowed, the Nascent Soul's Glazed Body became a bit more solid, and the flow of Dao Rhyme on its surface became increasingly profound.

"flawless nascent soul..."

Chen Daoping's mind stirred slightly, and an unprecedentedly powerful confidence welled up from the depths of his Dao Heart.

"Is this the foundation for being invincible among those of the same rank, or even fighting across ranks?"

With a shift of his thoughts, his majestic Divine Sense became like a wild dragon breaking free from all shackles.

Centering on the Immortal Cave, it swept out frantically in all directions.

Ten thousand feet... thirty thousand feet... fifty thousand feet!

Everywhere the Divine Sense passed, nothing could remain hidden.

He could see a giant squid that had slept for a thousand years ten thousand feet beneath the deep sea, down to every minute line on its shell.

He could see the interior of an underwater volcano thirty thousand feet away.

The scorching magma was flowing slowly, and within it, a fist-sized fire-attribute crystal was being nurtured.

He could even clearly see the structure of every grain of dust and the microorganisms attached to them in the seabed silt fifty thousand feet away.

This feeling of absolute control over his surroundings left Chen Daoping intoxicated.

Just then, at the edge of his Divine Sense, he captured two distinct auras.

Those two auras were powerful and overbearing, racing at extreme speed from two directions toward the location of the Nether Sea Trench.

Early Nascent Soul Stage!

And there were two of them!

The commotion of the Heavenly Tribulation was simply too great after all, attracting the prying eyes of this sea region.

Chen Daoping slowly opened his eyes. There was not a hint of panic in the depths of his gaze; instead, he gave a soft sigh, carrying a sense of helplessness and killing intent.

"I only wanted to cultivate the Dao quietly. Why are there always people rushing to their deaths?"

In the corner of the Immortal Cave, Treasure, who was rolling around on a piece of High Grade spirit ore, also seemed to sense the malice from the outside world.

Its body had been baptized by the Heavenly Rain, and its aura was more than a level thicker than before, having already reached the peak of Third-rank Perfection.

It stopped its movements, puffed out its cheeks, and let out a series of muffled "quack" growls.

In its small, black-bean-like eyes, there was actually an eager Battle Intent.

Chen Daoping ignored the Treasure who was asking for battle. He flipped his wrist, and the scarred primal chaos thunder protection umbrella appeared in his palm.

The umbrella surface was damaged, the ribs were broken, its spiritual light was dim, and the core thunder-struck ten-thousand-year peach wood heart also had several cracks, its spirituality greatly diminished.

A pang of heartache welled up in his chest.

How much effort and how many rare Materials had he spent to refine this fourth-rank Treasure Artifact?

If he wanted to repair it, the cost would likely be no less than refining a new one.

This heartache quickly transformed into cold killing intent.

"Very well."

Chen Daoping put away the thunder protection umbrella, his voice calm.

"The loss of my Treasure Artifact shall be compensated by your Storage Pouches."

...Meanwhile.

In the air above the sea ten thousand miles away from the Nether Sea Trench, two streaks of light, one following the other, sliced through the sky.

In the lead was an old man wearing blue Daoist robes with white hair and a youthful face. He stood on a Flying Boat, his expression urgent.

Behind him was a short, fat black-robed Cultivator with a face full of fleshy scars, riding a Yao Beast that looked like a shark, his eyes filled with greed.

These two were famous Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators who had occupied the Barren Sea area for many years, known as the The Two Elders of Yunhai.

"Old Monster Yun, are you sure it's this way? The power of that Lightning Tribulation just now didn't look like an ordinary Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation!"

The short, fat Sea Daoist shouted loudly.

Old Monster Yun in front didn't even turn his head, unable to suppress the excitement in his voice.

"I can't be wrong! With such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation, the person undergoing it must be extraordinary!"

"Once such a person succeeds, the gifts from Heaven and Earth they receive will be beyond imagination!"

"Heavenly Rain! That is a supreme Treasure that can temper the Physical Body and Nascent Soul and stabilize one's Realm!"

"Strike while he's down! Having just passed the Heavenly Tribulation, this person is at his weakest!"

"If we join forces and seize his Nascent Soul and Treasures, who in this East Sea Cultivation World will still be a match for us two brothers!"

Sea Daoist's mouth went dry listening to this. He drove the Yao Beast beneath him even faster.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The two finally arrived above the Nether Sea Trench.

Within a hundred miles, the seawater still bore the scorched and violent aura of the Lightning Tribulation, and the seabed topography had been completely rewritten, left in a total mess.

The Divine Senses of the two simultaneously swept downward, quickly locking onto a figure floating in mid-air.

That person's clothes were in tatters, his body was charred black, and his aura was even more chaotic, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any moment.

It was Chen Daoping, who had deliberately disguised himself.

"Hahaha! Just as I expected!"

Seeing Chen Daoping's "miserable state," Old Monster Yun immediately laughed out loud, no longer hiding the greed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, look at him! He still has the auspicious light of the Heavenly Rain that hasn't fully dissipated!"

"This person must have used most of the rain to repair his Physical Body. Right now, he must be strong on the outside but hollow within, his True Essence exhausted!"

Sea Daoist's eyes were also shining as he stared intently at Chen Daoping, like a hungry wolf seeing a plump lamb.

"Heaven helps me! Heaven truly helps me!"

He licked his dry lips and chuckled. "Fellow Daoist, it is truly worth celebrating that you have just passed the Nascent Soul Tribulation."

"However, I wonder if you could share some of what you gained from the tribulation with us two brothers, so we may also share in the joy?"

Though his words were polite, the two had already moved to the left and right, faintly sealing off all of Chen Daoping's paths of retreat.

The pressure belonging to Nascent Soul Cultivators, like two great mountains, unceremoniously crushed toward Chen Daoping.

In their eyes, this "lucky fellow" who had just finished his tribulation was already meat on the chopping block, ready for them to slaughter.

Facing the pressure and greedy gazes of the two, Chen Daoping slowly raised his head.

No expression could be seen on his charred face; he only looked at the two before him with eyes as calm as an ancient well.

That look held no fear, no anger, and not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

It was as if he were looking at two corpses.