Chapter 59: Formation of the Golden Core

At Qin Changsheng’s call, the Monument of Immortality once again bloomed with dazzling celestial light. This time, it flew directly above Qin Changsheng’s head, spinning continuously and emitting waves of mysterious power.

These power fluctuations swiftly poured into Qin Changsheng’s body, helping him stabilize his injuries and continue devouring the origin. At the same time, the Monument of Immortality once again transformed into an indestructible barrier, firmly protecting Qin Changsheng within it and blocking the fire spirit’s subsequent attacks.

With the help of the Monument of Immortality, Qin Changsheng finally regained his footing. No longer fearing the fire spirit’s assaults, he devoted himself entirely to devouring the origin while mentally keeping track of time.

He knew he had to finish devouring and leave this place as soon as possible, or else once the human powerhouses arrived, he would fall into an irrecoverable abyss of doom.

As time passed, more and more of the origin was devoured. Qin Changsheng could feel that the power within his body had reached an unprecedented height. He knew he was getting closer and closer to the path of the Golden Core.

Finally, at a certain moment, a sharp glint flashed through Qin Changsheng’s eyes. He felt that the energy within his body had become completely saturated.

A gigantic sun slowly rose from the ocean of Yin and Yang.

Countless strands of Yin and Yang forces, as if drawn by the sun, slowly flew up and submerged into the sun.

A brilliant sun rising above the sea!!!!

The Golden Core is formed!

At this moment, he had already devoured seventy percent of the Sacred Fire’s origin!

This sacred fire, nurtured by a supreme fire vein for countless years, had become his wedding dress.

"Hahaha! Finally succeeded!" Qin Changsheng could not help bursting into laughter. He looked up at the fire spirit, his eyes flashing with provocation and mockery: "This poor monk Chen An expresses his gratitude to the Sacred Fire for its fulfillment."

Qin Changsheng’s golden horn disguise vanished, turning him into a monk. He unleashed the Undying Golden Body and dashed swiftly toward the outer perimeter of the sacred fire, his appearance now transformed into that of a bald youth in a Daoist robe.

Even the sword formed by the Monument of Immortality mimicked the Daoist-robed youth's gilded peach wood sword.

"Farewell!"

Amidst his loud laughter, Qin Changsheng was already gone.

Meanwhile, the Saintess Sophie, who shared a resonance with the Sacred Fire, had already sensed that something was amiss and hurried over, only to see a bald-headed figure arrogantly striding away.

"Scoundrel, do not run!!"

Sophie sensed the danger and understood what had happened.

A terrifying attack surged toward Qin Changsheng.

"Die!!!"

Sophie gave a crisp cry, her delicate hand waving as a terrifying flame law instantly condensed into a streak of fire, shooting fiercely toward Qin Changsheng.

The streak of fire tore through the sky, bringing with it a searing wave of flames as if it intended to instantly burn Qin Changsheng to ashes.

However, facing Sophie’s attack, Qin Changsheng remained completely unhurried. He turned around to face the incoming line of fire, his internal Golden Core spinning rapidly as the power of his Undying Golden Body was instantly stimulated.

"Clang!"

A deafening metallic crash echoed out as Sophie’s attack slammed viciously against Qin Changsheng’s Undying Golden Body.

The expected scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere did not happen; under the assault of the fire streak, Qin Changsheng’s body remained utterly motionless, standing tall and unyielding like a towering golden mountain.

"What?!" A trace of astonishment flashed across Sophie’s eyes; she could not believe what she was seeing. Her own attack had been so easily deflected by her opponent—how was this possible?

"The Buddhist Undying Golden Body? A monk from the Lankeshi Temple?" Sophie was well-traveled and knowledgeable, and she quickly figured it out.

Before she could dwell on it, Qin Changsheng let out a hearty laugh, imitating the tone of the Daoist-robed youth: "Amitabha, this Daoist priest is leaving."

As his voice fell, celestial magic activated his escape art, and Qin Changsheng’s figure vanished instantly from the spot, leaving only a golden afterimage that slowly dissipated in the air.

"Bastard!" Sophie was furious upon seeing this, and her figure moved as she prepared to pursue him. However, at that very moment, a violent tremor and roaring sound suddenly echoed from outside the Sacred Fire Valley.

"Not good! The human race has broken in!" Sophie’s expression shifted, and her figure came to an abrupt halt. She turned her head toward the outside of the Sacred Fire Valley, a look of grave solemnity flashing in her eyes.

At this moment, she could no longer afford to chase after Qin Changsheng. As the Saintess of the desolate tribe, she had to stay behind and lead her people to resist the human invasion.

...

On the other side, after escaping the Sacred Fire Valley, Qin Changsheng also let out a sigh of relief.

"What do the evil deeds done by the Daoist-robed youth have to do with me, Qin Changsheng?"

He knew very well that although he had successfully devoured the Sacred Fire origin and opened the path to the Golden Core this time, he had also completely offended the desolate tribe. Especially that Saintess Sophie; she probably wished she could tear him into ten thousand pieces.

However, Qin Changsheng did not care about all that.

Because he had successfully pinned this blame on the Daoist-robed youth.

Now that the desolate tribe was facing the human onslaught, they probably wouldn't even be able to keep the remaining portion of the sacred fire.

Although that fire spirit possessed the power of an immortal, what the human race lacked least were immortals, so the desolate tribe was still destined to end up in compromise.

...

Just as Qin Changsheng fled the Sacred Fire Valley, the all-out war between the human race and the desolate tribe completely erupted.

Countless human powerhouses poured into the Sacred Fire Valley like a tidal wave, engaging in fierce and bloody combat with the members of the desolate tribe. Both sides gave and took, displaying their respective divine abilities in an inextricable battle.

The entire Sacred Fire Valley was engulfed by the flames of war, filled everywhere with battle cries and the roaring collisions of laws. Terrifying energy fluctuations continuously ravaged the surrounding space, turning stretch after stretch of the region into ruins.

In this grand battle, the most eye-catching spectacles were naturally the duels among the top-tier experts. Every move they made could trigger cataclysmic visions that left one's heart trembling with fear.

Among them, the battle between a white-haired old man of the human race and a black-robed middle-aged man of the desolate tribe was particularly fierce. Both were peak powerhouses of their respective races, with unfathomable strength.

Every exchange of blows between them could trigger terrifying energy storms, swallowing everything in the vicinity. Even ordinary experts dared not approach their battlefield lightly, terrified of being caught in the crossfire and losing their lives.

...

Meanwhile, in another area far away from the battlefield, Qin Changsheng was hurrying along at full speed. His figure flashed through the mountain forests like lightning, and soon he arrived within a desolate mountain range.

This mountain range had treacherous terrain and was rarely visited by humans, making it an ideal hiding spot. Qin Changsheng found a secluded cave and slipped inside, preparing to temporarily evade the spotlight here.

Although he had successfully escaped the Sacred Fire Valley and altered his appearance and aura, the desolate tribe was a massive race after all, and there was no guarantee they didn't possess some special means to track him. Therefore, for the sake of safety, Qin Changsheng decided to lie low for a period of time first.

Upon entering the cave, Qin Changsheng sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing. He needed time to stabilize his cultivation and digest the power of the Sacred Fire origin. Although this devouring had allowed him to successfully open the path to the Golden Core and drastically increase his strength, it had also placed a certain burden on his body. Without timely recuperation, hidden dangers might arise.

Inside his bodily microcosm, countless strands of origin flew up into the sky and merged into the blazing sun, while the dual forces of Yin and Yang poured in ceaselessly, vaguely beginning the evolution of the sun and moon.

That gigantic fireball began to split apart.

A bright moon began to rise above the sea!!!

"Tsk tsk, why does it feel like creating a world? I just wonder how to make breakthroughs in the subsequent realms."

As time passed, Qin Changsheng’s aura gradually steadied. He could feel the sun and moon within his body slowly revolving, radiating powerful energy fluctuations. These energy fluctuations continually nourished his body and spiritual power, imperceptibly elevating his strength step by step.

I know not how much time had passed, but when Qin Changsheng opened his eyes once more, night had already descended. He felt that he had completely recovered his state, and his strength had even advanced to a higher level.

"Now that the Daoist-robed youth is offline, I, Qin Changsheng, shall continue mining."

At the same time, on a peak not far from Qin Changsheng, a youth clad in monastic robes with a longsword slung across his back stood quietly. He gazed deeply at the distant battlefield with a trace of faint worry on his face—it was none other than the Daoist-robed youth Chen An!

"Strange, why is my eyelid twitching more and more?"

He felt as though he had been framed by someone.