Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Zhao Mu stood high in the sky like a god, and the terrible divine power pressed down overwhelmingly, and the poisonous miasma spirit changed color in horror.

"This... is this divine power?"

He screamed in disbelief: "Impossible, how can an ordinary cultivator possess divine power?"

"No, this divine power is not his own, it is a divine weapon?"

"What the hell, how can a small soul refining cultivator possess a divine weapon?"

The poisonous miasma spirit was almost scared silly.

He wanted to escape, but the vast divine power had already imprisoned the surrounding space, making it impossible for him to break out of the cage.

At this time, Zhao Mu slowly raised his right hand.

"Heavenly secrets are the cause and effect of all things. With my power, I can reverse the cause and effect!"

Zhao Mu's eyes were cold, and he pointed his finger at the poisonous miasma spirit lightly: "There is no immortal in the world. Since you will die eventually, why... don't you die now?"

Buzz!

Suddenly, a strange rule descended, directly distorting the original rules of this world.

The poisonous miasma spirit was horrified to find that his body had begun to collapse and decay without any signs.

No, it was not decaying.

This feeling was very strange, as if he was supposed to decay.

It was only because he had violated the rules of heaven and earth in the past that he could exist in the world.

But now the gods have set things right and let the rules of heaven and earth return to the right path, and as someone who violated the rules, he should of course return to decay and cease to exist.

But, did he really break the rules?

Of course not, it was just because someone had forcibly changed the rules with great magical powers.

This is the cause and effect, distorting the rules of heaven and earth with the result as the cause.

The poisonous miasma spirit was completely desperate. He never thought that the Taoist priest in front of him could actually awaken the artifact.

He even didn't expect that Zhao Mu's artifact could actually attack directly at the level of rules.

This way of attack has completely exceeded the understanding of ordinary cultivators.

"Stop, stop quickly, I agree to cooperate with you!"

The poisonous miasma spirit screamed in horror.

Having lost the ability to control the situation, he no longer had the domineering attitude he had before.

At this moment, he just wanted to survive.

But unfortunately, Zhao Mu at this time had completely entered a state of harmony with Hun Tian Ji.

At this moment, Zhao Mu was Hun Tian Ji, the rules of heaven and earth, and he no longer had human emotions.

If he thought you deserved to die, then you must die, and you must not break the established rules.

The black fog covering the sea began to dissipate at an alarming speed.

It was as if countless hands were forcibly tearing the body of the poisonous miasma spirit into pieces.

The pain that penetrated the soul made the poisonous miasma spirit wail in pain.

He regretted it very much.

If he had known this earlier, he would have agreed to cooperate with Zhao Mu just now.

But unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Some choices have been made, so you can't regret it.

...

In the distance, Gui Ling and Liu Dun looked at the chaotic world on the sea in front of them with lingering fear.

It was already shrouded in gray fog, and the space had been separated from the surroundings. Could they see what was happening inside?

But the two could sense the changes in the breath of Zhao Mu and the poisonous miasma spirit in the mist.

Under the influence of some unknown force, the breath of the poisonous miasma spirit was rapidly weakening, and its vitality was constantly annihilated.

After a while, a desperate roar suddenly came from the mist: "Stinky Taoist, I have countless clones, you can't kill me completely. Today you destroyed my body, and I will make you die without a burial place in the future!"

The threat of death gradually calmed down, and the breath of the poisonous miasma spirit disappeared completely.

But Gui Ling and Liu Dun did not relax, and still stared at the changes in the mist.

Just as Gui Ling said before, although awakening the artifact can burst out terrible power, it also has to pay a huge price.

This price is simply unbearable for cultivators below the Night Wandering Realm, and once used, they will surely die.

So although Zhao Mu has said that he has a way to deal with it, the two are still worried at this moment, and want to see Zhao Mu walk out of the mist with their own eyes.

In the mist, the power of the artifact gradually subsided, and the chaotic secrets of the sky gradually recovered.

At this time, the two suddenly felt that Zhao Mu's breath began to decline rapidly, just like an old man whose life was about to come to an end.

"Not good, he still can't bear the backlash of forcibly awakening the artifact. Quick, let's go in quickly and help him stabilize it."

Gui Ling screamed.

Liu Dun did not dare to neglect it. With a wave of his hand, the divine light wrapped around the two people, and then he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the mist again.

Zhao Mu's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his vitality was about to be completely extinguished.

Gui Ling was anxious.

Liu Dun looked grim: "What should we do now? The sir has very little vitality left. Even if we help him stabilize his injuries, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for too long?"

"There is only one way now. We help him stabilize his injuries, and then immediately bring him back to Hanhai Country, and feed him with the vitality of the incense peach wood. Maybe he can still be saved."

Turtle Spirit said and looked at Liu Dun: "But in this way, I'm afraid your cultivation will not be preserved. After all, your foundation is the incense peach wood."

"Once the vitality of the incense peach wood feeds back to Chu Ying, it will surely wither quickly, or even completely decay. At that time, I'm afraid you will become a mortal again."

Liu Dun heard this and said with a firm expression: "My cultivation was originally given by the master. As long as I can save the master, I don't care. Haha, I am originally a mortal. I will just return to myself at that time."

"You are open-minded. It seems that Chu Ying has taught you well. Don't worry, Uncle Gui, I promise you that even if you really turn back into a mortal, I will find a way to restore your cultivation in the future."

Gui Ling said firmly.

Liu Dun was skeptical about Gui Ling's words.

After all, he didn't know much about Gui Ling's past. He didn't know where this person came from?

In his eyes, Gui Ling was a monster in the soul refining realm, and his cultivation was not even as good as his.

So he was very curious, where did Gui Ling get the confidence to dare to say that he could help him restore his cultivation?

Liu Dun shook his head: "Let's talk about the future later. Now it's important to save the master."

Just as the two turned into flowing light, moved forward quickly in the fog, and kept approaching Zhao Mu.

Suddenly, Zhao Mu's breath, which was about to die, miraculously strengthened.

Along with the strengthening of the breath, a magnificent vitality emerged from Zhao Mu.

In an instant, like an old tree sprouting new buds, Zhao Mu miraculously recovered from the state of dying.

When the two broke through the fog and came to Zhao Mu.

They only saw a radiant Zhao Mu, how could he be in danger of death?

Both of them were full of surprise.

Gui Ling blinked and asked Liu Dun: "Is there something wrong with my eyes? Why do I feel that his face seems younger than before?"

"No, your eyes are fine. The gentleman's face has indeed become younger."

Liu Dun also exclaimed.

He felt more and more that his teacher was full of secrets.