Perfect World: Dream of the Immortal Era

Zi Shiqing gave a bitter smile, feeling a myriad of emotions as he thought that the efforts of the old folks in his sect were in vain.

In the past, those who fused with the Chaos Purple Qi Seed indeed often seized the top position, shaking the entire ancient realm.

But there were many times when they couldn't reach the summit, settling for second or third, and even fourth or fifth.

There is never an absolutely invincible seed in this world; only invincible people exist.

Although he was not lacking and surpassed many predecessors in certain areas, aiming for the top position in this era seemed almost impossible.

“You're mistaken, Zi Daoist Friend. The Chaos Purple Qi Seed you fused with is an invincible ancient seed. I've long heard of it. Many world-renowned invincible figures emerged from it, famous far and wide.” Wang Heng exclaimed in admiration.

Zi Shiqing shook his head with a wry smile.

“When a seed's reputation surpasses that of a person, it becomes a kind of constraint, doesn't it?”

The young beings present all showed thoughtful expressions upon hearing this.

The invincible one is a person, not a seed. Relying too much on the seed makes the path to the pinnacle hard to reach.

Often, supreme ancient seeds lead their fusers into profound realms, but if one wishes to break through, then it becomes difficult.

"In fact, our sect's elder had long listed the Wang Ancestor as my imaginary foe."

"Because the Primal Chaos Seed has always had a nemesis, one that it battles against throughout generations. Now, that invincible ancient seed belongs to the Wang family. They believe the Wang Ancestor will merge with it and ultimately become my adversary."

"But upon meeting today, that isn't the case. I didn't sense the aura of that ancient seed within you; the Primal Chaos Seed didn't respond either," revealed Zi Shiqing, disclosing a hidden truth.

"Are you referring to the Celestial Vault Seed?"

Wang Heng blurted out. Within the sea of dao seeds of the Wang family, he had seen three supreme ancient seeds—one was the Supreme Soul Seed he had fused with, another was the Embryonic Ancient Cosmic Seed, and the third was the Celestial Vault Seed.

The first two were unlikely to be Zi Shiqing's mentioned rival seed; only the Celestial Vault Seed might be.

Sure enough, Zi Shiqing nodded.

"Precisely, the Celestial Vault Seed has manifested throughout different eras, birthing many invincible beings. Whenever it existed in the same era as the Primal Chaos Seed, grand confrontations would ensue. Gradually, these two seeds became arch-rivals, mystically linked by fate."

"The Celestial Vault Seed, it's said to propel one to the realm of a True Immortal. It stands on par with the Primal Chaos Seed. Yet, the Wang Ancestor didn't choose such an invincible seed, which makes one wonder if there's a better choice," someone speculated, probing into Wang Heng's intentions, curious about the seed he had chosen to merge with.

Unfortunately, Wang Heng did not disclose his intentions regarding his seed.

Though this secret would eventually be revealed to the world, there was no harm in concealing it for a little longer.

"You jest, fellow cultivator. The ancient seed I merged with is quite similar to the Celestial Seed, except the latter does not suit me."

Seeing Wang Heng's reluctance to disclose more, the person speaking wisely refrained from pressing further.

At this moment, Zi Shiqing and the young monk exchanged greetings with others present, amidst a convivial atmosphere filled with warm smiles and friendly banter.

"Haha, our gathering is truly illuminated by the presence of these esteemed Daoists," someone exclaimed cheerfully.

The Everlasting Path in this era may well be one of the strongest throughout history, but it remains uncertain whether an Immortal King will emerge." Shi Jintian laughed heartily but fell silent as he mentioned the elusive Immortal King.

There was no other reason; the bloodline of an Immortal King was his most potent aide, aiding him in overcoming numerous adversaries.

Throughout history, such phenomena have become almost common knowledge among all.

When Heaven opens one door for you, it invariably closes another.

All eyes turned to Wang Heng, the focal point of the banquet. As the direct descendant of an Immortal King, his blood was imbued with intense and radiant power. Though currently invincible and crushing his peers, these advantages would ultimately transform into iron bars on his path to becoming an Immortal King.

"Wang Ancestor, do not overly rely on your Immortal King bloodline," Li Daoqing advised candidly. "Doing so will eventually turn against you."

He had no such worries, as his elders were not beings of the Wang realm.

“Thank you for the reminder, Daoist Li. I’ll keep it in mind,” Wang Heng nodded earnestly.

Everyone then returned to their seats at the jade table.

Just as he held his teacup, the Enlightening Ancient Tea appeared once again. Like before, it flew in gracefully, carried by a pure white crane, landing precisely into the cups of Zi Shiqing and Kong Jue.

This time, the number of young geniuses granted the Enlightening Ancient Tea had increased to seven.

Whether in momentum or demeanor, they surpassed the descendants of true immortals by a considerable margin.

Some of the incredibly talented descendants came close to matching them, yet there was still a visible gap.

The power of bloodlines played an exceedingly critical role in the early stages of cultivation, making it hard for others to catch up.

They drank deeply, each discussing their understanding of the grand path, sometimes even sparring with one another to address any gaps in their knowledge.

Throughout this process, Wang Heng helped many, aiding them in comprehending previously unclear rules of the path. In turn, he gained much himself, deepening his understanding of the path of cultivation, an essential part of the strongest road.

Gradually, he felt his cultivation in this realm becoming fuller, feeling that it wouldn’t be long before he could venture into the next field.

After absorbing their respective gains, everyone discussed the major events of the Primitive Ancient World.

紫世清 (Zi Shiqing) and 空觉 (Kong Jue), who accompanied the most powerful figures of their sects, became the focal point of inquiries. This trip to the Southern Sea’s Purple Bamboo Forest included quasi-immortal kings among their companions, clearly indicating that this gathering was far from simple.

Zi Shiqing and Kong Jue exchanged a glance and spoke reluctantly.

“Originally, our elders instructed us to remain silent, keeping the matters at the frontiers to ourselves.

However, considering the extraordinary nature of our friends present, who will surely walk alongside us in the future, their sincerities compel us to share some insights.”

Upon hearing this, the audience immediately directed their full attention towards them.

Among the talented youths present were heirs of Immortal Kings and descendants of formidable lineages. They had all come to the Southern Sea to attend the gathering and had been out of touch with the latest intelligence from their clan leaders, leaving them with only a vague understanding of the frontier affairs.

They were aware that unrest in foreign domains might escalate into a war between the two worlds, yet the specifics were unclear to everyone.

Now, with informed individuals ready to reveal secrets, they listened intently.

“A war between the two worlds might be inevitable. Unlike the minor skirmishes we’ve seen before, this time, the foreign domains are truly serious. Extremely powerful beings are approaching the border, claiming the title of Immortal King, parallel to our realm's Immortal Kings. They are supreme figures who overlook the cycles of eras and epochs.”

The gathering ended, signaling the impending focus on the frontiers. But worry not, for this book focuses mainly on the Immortal Ancient Period.

The winds of destiny blew fiercely this day. Each force prepared its seeds, foreseeing the battles to come.