The Era of Immortal Cultivation

The handsome young man knelt down in the heavy rain. The rainwater kept flowing down his hair, along the corners of his eyes, across his cheeks, and finally fell into the pool of water on the ground.

The heavy rain, the highway bridge that shouldn't be there, the 000 sign... everything seemed to be back to the night three years ago.

Endless fear surrounded his heart, leaving him unable to muster any strength.

Father...

Yes, Murasame!

He staggered two steps and picked up the precious knife that never stuck to blood from the mud, but the knife was already covered with muddy water.

He clamped his arms tightly, clamped the knife in it, and mechanically wiped Murasame with his sleeve over and over again...

The sleeves were torn from wiping again and again, and the rough back of the knife rubbed the white skin on the inside of his arms to bleed, but he still continued without noticing...

It can’t be wiped clean! It can’t be wiped clean!

Why can’t you wipe it clean!

The clean surface of the famous sword Murasame reflected clear light, illuminating the boy's fearful eyes.

He saw it, saw the fear and cowardice in those eyes, which were things he vowed to abandon three years ago.

"But, I am different from that time!"

He stopped wiping and stared straight into the pupils in the shadow of the knife, gradually removing the fear, bewilderment, cowardice and other emotions from the pupils, until in the end only endless coldness and rage remained.

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The eyes in the shadow of the knife lit up little by little, and finally burned like the blazing sun, dispelling his powerlessness and seemingly dispersing the boundless night.

Picking up the knife, the young man walked firmly towards the bridge, leaving the dark clouds and rain behind him.

It’s time to drink the wine of revenge and insert the village rain that was delayed for three years into the enemy’s chest.

……

"What is going on?"

While No. 1 complained, he struck out with his iron fist again, shattering the heads of the lizard-scale golden-eyed monsters one after another.

Yes, No. 3 said, this is called Deadpool, a corrupted hybrid.

"Pa!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The palms, shoulders, knees and even some strange parts were used by this giant man for killing.

He transformed into the God of Death with a graceful war dance, harvesting the lives of the monsters in front of him.

The fourth wave...the fifth wave...

Comfortable!

No. 1 feels physically and mentally happy.

It has been more than ten days since he returned to this world. He and the others have lived a warm and happy life, but there are still feelings of emptiness and a little bit of anxiety in his heart.

During his twenty years in the wasteland, he had long been accustomed to killing and fighting day and night, and was used to the smell of blood.

But in a peaceful modern world, he can't kill people for no reason, right? Although he graduated from high school, he also received nine years of compulsory education.

The black mist is rolling in again!

Another wave is coming! Is this a monster spawning point? Or is it Deadpool's lair?

You should cherish it well and don't waste it all.

Just two more waves! Just two more waves and then go!

After two waves, No. 1 pulled the last Deadpool over, and the scales as tough as steel were as crispy as a crunch.

It feels crunchy to the touch, great! Do you want two more?

Two more waves!

Two more waves!

……

It’s raining heavily today and I feel bad. Two more waves!

After killing more than a dozen waves of Deadpools, which totaled up to nearly a thousand, Number One, covered in blood, made his final determination:

This time must really be the last two waves.

But he waited for a long time and still didn't wait for the next wave of Deadpool.

This is gone? Is that okay?

I've just warmed up! If you don't want to raise it anymore, just take it away from this nest.

Just when No. 1 was about to find the lair of these monsters, the black fog on both sides of the viaduct suddenly gradually turned white, and finally became like auspicious clouds.

A dazzling white light filled all the roads in front of him.

The majestic and terrifying dragon power fills the space between heaven and earth, oppressing No. 1 in the middle of the bridge.

The boss is coming!

No. 1's originally comfortable expression also became heavy. He put a hand into his pocket and took out a handle with a strange pattern.

Skillfully, he used his little finger to cut a sharp point on the handle, letting his blood flow out. After absorbing the blood, the handle began to deform.

The small handle stretched out layer by layer, and finally turned into a short metal spear about 1.8 meters long, with silver-white crystals condensed on the tip of the spear.

The white light gradually stopped, and No. 1 saw what was in the white light.

He has a tough and tall stalwart body, wearing silver armor with scattered metals. Lightning flashes from his hair, and there are bursts of thunder in his chest. He rides a golden horse with eight long legs under his crotch.

He is holding a wooden curved magic gun in his hand. The gun body has several bulges like branches and is tinged with emerald green.

The metal mask covered its entire face, leaving only a pair of golden pupils, as bright as giant lamps.

Number One's education level is not high, and during his years in the wasteland, his mind has been filled with fighting and killing, but he can still recognize the look in front of him.

Odin! The main god in Norse mythology.

"Hahaha! It's so interesting! It's so interesting!" No. 1 exclaimed loudly, and then suddenly looked hideous and terrifying.

"I haven't tried to kill a god yet! I wonder what it feels like when a god's body is poked?"

Odin rode the eight-legged Pegasus and asked stiffly and slowly:

"Are you him? Are you not him?"

What riddle god?

I, No. 1, have been able to hang out in the wasteland for twenty years because I have a tough hand and can convince others with my virtue.

Finish the fight first and then talk! After the fight, you can convince people with your virtue. Then you will have to explain all the riddles to me clearly.

The spear in No. 1's hand emitted endless thunder, and his muscles tensed up, like a ray of light, fearlessly firing towards the legendary god.

How dare a mere mortal touch the power of the gods? Odin is already furious and wants to rain down the endless wrath of the gods.

He also holds a spear and charges with lightning amidst the roar and thunder of Pegasus.

The rain curtain covering the sky solidified at this moment.

……

I'm going to die! I can't hold on anymore!

I also took the cologne serum and upgraded my spirit, but it still didn’t work!

She finally managed to kill nearly fifty Deadpools with the power boosted by the Ancient Dragon Serum and the large-scale killing of the Word Spirit [King Kong Realm] upgraded from [Mingzhao], thinking she had saved her life.

Not long after, another wave came, and this time there were even more, there were seventy or eighty of them.

The power brought by the serum is constantly declining. If you take a second injection, you may become a deadpool. But if you don't take the injection, won't you be eaten by these monsters?

I am so beautiful, but I have to be eaten by these monsters in the end? How miserable.

Mai Shutoku nimbly dodged the attack of a Deadpool, but several Deadpools had already pounced on her.

After a long battle, she was negligent and actually let a Deadpool bite her blade. She had no choice but to abandon the sword and retreat.

Taking out the last small dagger less than 15cm from her crotch, she took out the second cologne serum and prepared to commit suicide.

Even if you become a deadpool, you still have to get your money back before you die, right?

At that moment, the needle was only 5cm away from her arm, and she heard a cold male voice chanting:

【Junyan】

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