Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

Today, you will undoubtedly die!

In just a few words, it felt like a slap to Ji Boying's face, leaving him feeling cold and helpless.

He forcibly calmed his emotions and looked at the kind old man in the sky, tentatively asking again,

"Elder, as a powerful cultivator in the Void Transformation realm, you shouldn't bother with someone like me, a mere beginner in the Divine Power realm, right?"

The old man lightly stroked his beard and shook his head slightly.

"You are not just a mere beginner in the Divine Power realm. With the ability to break He Changlao's Five Elements Puppet Formation, your strength is already comparable to over 90% of the late Soul Formation stage experts."

"I will personally take action to save time."

"Also..."

The old man paused and asked in return,

"We cultivators work hard in our practice precisely to be able to bully the weak and rely on our strength to dominate the weak, isn't that right?"

Damn it... I can't argue with someone with such thick skin.

But come to think of it, that old man, Sword Sovereign, also said something similar before.

Could it be...

Is it really true that the end of the universe is about bullying the weak and relying on strength to dominate the weak?

Seeing Ji Boying's silence, the old man clenched a nearly transparent blade of energy in his hand and asked,

"Do you have anything else to say? If not, I can send you on your way."

So soon?

From start to finish, it hasn't even been a minute!

You're supposed to be the antagonist, don't you plan to say a few more words, delay the time, and wait for Senior Chen to come and save me?

Ji Boying roared in his heart.

Seemingly seeing through Ji Boying's thoughts, the old man smiled and said,

"A drowning sheep can't take care of itself, how can it have the energy to care about you? Even if he can spare some time, he can't save you."

"I said, today you will undoubtedly die."

"So... you don't need to think that I will delay a bit more time and someone will come to save you."

Upon hearing these words, Ji Boying seemed to have completely given up, his face becoming terrifyingly dark.

From the small village outside Fulong City to today, he had encountered few dangers.

But each time, he was able to turn the danger into safety, or rather, he had some trump cards to barely save his life.

But this time...

Although he still had two trump cards unused, whether he used them or not no longer mattered.

Facing a Return to Void realm expert, someone who could hold back the top twenty of the Sun Ranking and was also the leader of the Four Fiends of the Mysterious Yin Hall in the Return to Void realm, no matter how many trump cards he had, it would be useless.

Today's calamity was completely unsolvable!

"Hoo..."

Ji Boying took a deep breath, trying to alleviate the fear of facing death.

He looked directly at the kind old man and said softly,

"Since I can't escape death, I only hope that the elder can make it quick."

"As you wish."

The old man nodded slightly.

He didn't have any perverse hobbies.

Furthermore...

He still needed to quickly stabilize the situation in Yuyang City, and he didn't have time to waste on Ji Boying.

With this thought in mind, the old man raised the transparent blade in his hand and flicked it towards Ji Boying.

Swoosh...

The blade shot out and disintegrated just as it was about to reach Ji Boying's forehead.

The next moment...

Countless fine scratches suddenly appeared in this colorless realm, and as for Ji Boying, who was in the center of the realm, he naturally couldn't escape this disaster.

Like densely packed hairline cracks, they spread across every corner of his body, every inch of his skin, and even... every single cell!

Ji Boying couldn't feel any pain.

Because in the instant these cracks appeared, his Primordial Spirit had already separated from his physical body, declaring physiological death.

Ji Boying looked at his lifeless body, a hint of bitterness appearing on his ethereal expression.

"So, this is how I die... I really can't accept it."

"I could have become a being comparable to the Dao Ancestors and Buddhas if I had enough time with my Goldfinger."

"But who would have thought that in less than twenty years, I would end up like this..."

"To have a system and still end up like this, I must be one of a kind."

"I wonder if I can go back in time. If I can, I want to go back to high school, study hard, get into a good university, choose a good major, and find a good job!"

"Damn it! I've been reborn, and I'm still thinking about being a laborer?!"

"Just a few years of enslavement has completely corrupted me. I can no longer rebel and take charge. Capitalism is truly terrifying!"

Ji Boying couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Whether it was an illusion or because he was truly about to die, at this moment, he felt that time was passing very slowly.

And, as he imagined, he should have been able to review his entire life before death, but it seemed that it didn't happen.

However, since this was his first death, Ji Boying didn't dwell on it.

Seeing that time was passing so slowly, he couldn't help but look towards Li Yueyao.

The Nascent Soul who had fought her before was already dead.

Now, two more had come, and although their strength was still lacking, they were able to suppress Li Yueyao, a half-hearted sword cultivator, in a two-on-one fight.

"Not a martial cultivator, and even if I cultivate the sword, my strength is still not impressive..."

Ji Boying couldn't help but sigh, then withdrew his gaze and looked towards the core members inside the Lord's Mansion.

If this old man who had been taken advantage of by him was killed, they would probably also be in danger.

Thinking about it, his gaze had already reached inside the Lord's Mansion.

From a god's perspective, everything inside was clear and distinct.

He could even see the expressions on their faces. Several female alchemists were crying, their eyes red.

Were they crying for him?

When did his personal charm become so great?

Ji Boying thought very arrogantly.

However, as he thought about it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The ethereal smile on his face also froze.

"Time!"

Ji Boying suddenly turned his head to look at Li Yueyao, then glanced at the Lord's Mansion, and finally focused his gaze on the old man with long beard who had killed him.

At this moment, the latter no longer had the friendly smile from before. Instead, he had a solemn expression that one would only have when facing a formidable enemy.

And it was the kind of enemy that couldn't be defeated, helpless, and could only wait for death.

Just like when Ji Boying faced the old man with the long beard.

Ji Boying was stunned for a moment, unable to react to what had happened.

Could it be that Old Master Chen had arrived?

It should be.

After all, in Yu Yang City right now, besides Old Master Chen, no one could pose such a great threat to a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

But Old Master Chen came a bit late.

I'm already dead, and he's just arriving.

Fortunately, my divine soul hasn't been extinguished. As long as there's a mountain, there's no need to worry about firewood.

Thinking of this, Ji Boying began to look around, trying to find the figure of Chen Hui.

But...

After looking around, he didn't find the tall and majestic figure of Old Master Chen.

Crackle, crackle...

Just as he was curious about where Chen Hui was, a sound like an electric current suddenly came from above his head.

Ji Boying raised his head abruptly.

The next moment...

He saw a majestic purple robe and those three thousand strands of green hair, fluttering in the void like a peacock spreading its tail feathers!