I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch!

In the Cultivation World, the ultimate foundation of both the righteous and the demonic paths, even in old age and close to death, far surpassed any ordinary Nascent Soul.

That year, chatting idly with Xiao Tiezhu at the Spring Breeze Building, and learning that the Zhen Yang Demon Venerate brazenly shattered Xiao Dan Mountain, was the confirmation of the Heavenly Monarch of the Dan Ding Sect's passing.

It was both the greed for the Sky Star Stone and a test of the Dan Ding Sect!

"According to the Wanjuan Daozang, Divinity Transformation, also known as Primordial Spirit, is formed by the fusion of essence, energy, and spirit, akin to an independent life, capable of roaming the void at will. In the future, when it merges with the physical body again, it's called the Great Perfection of cultivation, entering the state of 'Returning to the Void'."

"The greatest strength of the Divinity Transformation Realm is the ability to begin controlling the power of heaven and earth. Spells and flight no longer consume mana within the body, but instead draw directly from the Spiritual Energy of the world..."

Thinking this far, Zhou Yi couldn't help but show a smile.

"Now, this world doesn't have a trace of Spiritual Energy, what can Divinity Transformation do?"

"The only thing I need to be cautious about is the Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman, which must be sealed along with Yuan Ling. Perhaps it still retains some of its power!"

To ensure there were no accidents, Zhou Yi once again flew a million miles deep into the Eastern Sea.

The boundless ocean, with its sparsely dotted islands, was devoid of any human traces, desolate, silent...

Finding an Island with a fairly wide area, he took out all his Array Plates, and the complex overlays of Formation and Prohibition took fifteen years to set up.

Zhou Yi cast a Spell to activate the Light Dividing Sword, striking it upon the Formation, causing no damage at all.

"The Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman is more of a support, nowhere near as deadly as the Light Dividing Sword. Such a Formation is enough to seal Yuan Ling for good. Moreover, even if he escapes, I can just hide in the seas for a few hundred years!"

"In this age without dharma, without an Innate Spirit Root to provide Spiritual Energy, even a true Divinity Transformation master can only die in despair!"

Having prepared both the fore and aft paths, Zhou Yi took out the Demonic God Altar and continued to consume his lifespan to cast incantations.

...

In the deepest parts of the Eastern Sea.

The azure sea and blue sky, if not for the occasional fish leaping and birds chirping, truly seemed like a still painting,

Nornal people would go mad or fall into despair if they stayed in such a place for too long, but cultivation is different.

The Scripture Pavilion's Wanjuan Daozang, the essence of the Cultivation World's leftover scriptures, took two to three hundred years just to organize, and would take thousands, if not tens of thousands of years, to fully comprehend.

Reading scriptures every day, immersing oneself in the contemplation of the heavenly Dao.

This joy of recognizing the true principles of the world, this freedom, far surpasses the seven emotions and six desires, which is why the Cultivation World has so many ascetic cultivators.

Zhou Yi wasn't a rigid person by nature and already possessed longevity, so he wasn't willing to forsake his humanity for the pursuit of extended life and become a cold, lifeless stone through ascetic cultivation.

"I'm just a worldly commoner wandering through the mortal world!"

The seasons changed, time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, ten more years passed, and the dusty pebbles turned into translucent crystals, within which lay a middle-aged man in an ancient Taoist robe, with an extraordinary talisman on his forehead.

As the last strand of the sealing force dissipated, Heavenly Monarch Yuanling slowly opened his eyes.

"Has the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth revived?"

Yuanling sensed the external Spiritual Energy and tried to tap into the forces of heaven and earth with his mana, then furrowed his brows.

"Only nine hundred years have passed! Could the sealing secret technique have failed?"

The Yiqi Sect was a legacy of an ancient great teaching, with records of the Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique that no ancestor had ever used; after all, the cost was great and the success rate low, and it wasn't exercised unless it was a last resort during an apocalyptic calamity!

Being sealed was like being dead, completely unaware of when one would awaken. If the Spiritual Energy had not yet revived, then awakening would just mean waiting for death!

"Whatever problems the secret technique had, it's good that the Spiritual Energy has recovered!"

Yuanling couldn't wait to emerge from the seal. His lifespan was already limited and now, with only a wisp of soul remaining, he urgently needed to find someone with extraordinary talent to seize and start cultivating anew.

Just as he appeared in the outside world, thunderous noises rumbled all around.

Heavenly Thunder and earthfire struck from all directions, immense in power, intending to obliterate Yuanling to dust.

"A Formation? A trap!"

Yuanling tried to utilize the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, only to discover tens of layers of restraining Formations, with the void solid as a rock, unmoving.

The Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman radiated spiritual light, protecting Yuanling's soul amid the thunder and fire.

"This is the Dan Ding Sect's Heavenly Net Formation, could it be that the person trapping poor Daoist is Xuan Xiao? No, there's also the Ghost King Sect's Soul-Slaying Formation..."

Yuanling, being experienced and knowledgeable, scrutinized each Formation and Prohibition closely, attempting to find a method to break through. But as he identified more Formations, he became increasingly desperate.

"Formations from both righteous and demonic paths, merging into one, this person must have reached the pinnacle in the art of Formations!"

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away at the bottom of the sea.

Zhou Yi cast the aural light technique, constantly monitoring Yuanling's every move.

"He was barely clinging to life, and after breaking the seal, his strength wasn't much higher than that of the Dragon Emperor; it's just that the Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman protected his body, making it hard to slay Yuanling in a short time."

"No matter, what I have in abundance is time!"

Since then.

Zhou Yi tirelessly controlled the Formation, continuously replenishing the Spirit Crystals to prevent Yuanling from finding an opportune moment to break through the Formation and escape using some cunning secret technique or divination.

Day after day, year after year.

In the initial decades, Yuanling still tried to resist, break through the Formation, and deploy various secret techniques and Divine Skills.

Zhou Yi found it quite interesting, using it to reflect on what he had learned, forming contingency plans for encounters with Nascent Souls and Divinity Transformations in the future, increasing his chances of success.

Fifty years later.

Without the replenishment of Spiritual Energy, the power of the Supreme Clarity Divine Talisman diminished over and over.

What originally protected Yuanling with ease was now shaky, its spiritual light flickering in the relentless bombardment of thunder and fire.

That day.

Yuanling sat cross-legged on the desolate island, gazing eastward, and spoke aloud.

"Poor Daoist's mana is exhausted; I can no longer break the Formation and can only sit and wait for death. Could the fellow Daoist who trapped me show themselves?"

After waiting a long time with no response, he said again.

"If you choose not to meet, it's fine. As I am on the verge of death, it would be nice to have a chat anyway."