The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing felt his whole body trembling. Experiencing such drastic changes in a short period was almost unbearable for anyone.

Even though the information stream waived the cost, the pain was still intense.

Fortunately, the eyeball he had swallowed earlier was being digested rapidly, otherwise, hunger would have directly destroyed his sanity.

The so-called 'transformation' refers to the body gravitating towards the strange objects within. This can be passive or active, but most cultivators try their best to avoid large-scale transformations of their bodies.

However, Ren Qing's Divine Foot Sutra was already indistinguishable from a strange object, showing how terrifying the degree of transformation had become.

Currently, Ren Qing's body had already grown to over six meters tall.

And this was just the beginning.

Compared to the Gluttony Art and the Blindness Art of the Ghost Envoy realm, the Divine Foot Sutra was a beast-transformation technique, which more significantly strengthened the body.

First, his bones expanded and then were compressed to the extreme, their strength already comparable to metal.

Large amounts of hot air poured out of his pores, forming a white mist that enveloped Ren Qing, making it impossible for others to see what was happening inside.

At the sacrificial altar.

Zeng Lin faced the Immortal Lord, her mouth already transformed into a beak-like shape. The moment she opened it, sonic waves emanated from within.

The Immortal Lord's flesh exploded, seemingly able to block her for a moment, but unable to harm its foundation.

Zeng Lin had a headache. With her cultivation base of just entering the Ghost Envoy realm, it was indeed difficult to resist.

She could only try her best to stall him, waiting for reinforcements from the Imprisonment Hall to arrive.

The Immortal Lord's wounds healed extremely quickly, and his body continued to transform, displaying an extremely terrifying aura.

Most of the civilians had already been evacuated to a safe place, including the seriously injured preachers.

However, many mountain people, led by Liu Bao, knelt on the ground, calling out words to appease the mountain god.

It was clear that they had already regarded the Immortal Lord as the true mountain god to worship.

Zeng Lin clapped her hands, and the sonic waves caused the ground to sink, trapping the Immortal Lord for a moment.

The only thing to be thankful for was that he had no intelligence left, only instinct to support him, so his attacks became increasingly wild and unrestrained.

Just then, Zeng Lin subconsciously turned her head to look at the distant mountains.

There, an aura was surging, giving her a feeling similar to the Immortal Lord, but she estimated that it should not have reached the Yin Messenger realm.

Could it be reinforcements from the Imprisonment Hall?

Zeng Lin shook her head and quickly signaled the reserves to deal with the meat mountain.

The meat mountain was composed of Seekers of the Way.

Their limbs were entangled with each other, making it troublesome to separate them. They could only be moved as a whole to a location far away from the altar.

Roar!!!!

The Immortal Lord's body transformed into giant tentacles, slamming them hard at Zeng Lin. For a time, the sound of the air being torn apart rang out, and a hurricane swept across the ground.

Zeng Lin rolled away to dodge the attack, holes even growing out of her back, from which sonic waves were unleashed, directly turning the ends of the tentacles into minced meat.

However, she was injured by the Immortal Lord's attack, gaining a deep, bone-revealing wound on her arm, which naturally affected her strength.

"Clearly, it's only the degree of a single strange change, but after such an exaggerated transformation, it can possess such terrifying power, it's simply unbelievable..."

Zeng Lin couldn't help but feel like retreating.

Torches could already be seen lit in Crane Mountain Town, and residents were heading to the foot of the mountain in droves, making the situation even more chaotic.

Suddenly, a path opened up in the mountains, and a burly man walked out from within.

His name was Lei Bin, and he was about two meters tall, with two bat-like wings on his back that he flapped from time to time.

Lei Bin was also a garrisoned guard of Crane Mountain, but he had been in the Imprisonment Hall and only rushed over immediately after receiving the news.

"Zeng Lin, the Yin Messenger realm from the Imprisonment Hall has already set out and should arrive soon."

As he spoke, his wings combined with each other, and in a moment, they transformed into a shield of flesh and blood, using it to block the Immortal Lord's attack.

The Immortal Lord became enraged, and hundreds of faces on his body opened their mouths, from which countless flesh and blood puppets crawled out.

The puppets looked like skeletons covered in human skin, and they formed a torrent rushing towards the guards.

Zeng Lin quickly raised her hand and released sonic waves, instantly turning several puppets into minced meat.

But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the dead puppets actually merged together, growing in size and becoming endlessly regenerative.

Zeng Lin and Lei Bin were quickly surrounded by the puppets.

The two cooperated tacitly, one attacking and one defending. In addition to dealing with the puppets, they could also find time to launch attacks on the Immortal Lord.

Unfortunately, the body accumulated with flesh and blood was too thick, and it was difficult to fight without sharp weapons.

The Immortal Lord was too lazy to pay attention to them, instinctively sensing something amiss, moving his bloated body towards the meat mountain, constantly muttering to himself.

"I am human, I am human..."

Such actions were more like trying to retain the last bit of consciousness, but transformation targeted not only the body but also the soul.

The Immortal Lord was no longer human.

Don't think that many cultivators are half-human and half-beast, but the transformation of strange objects does not completely affect the body, let alone the soul.

The Immortal Lord came to the meat mountain, grabbed all the Seekers of the Way with his tentacles, and then split open his body to devour them.

After eating a large amount of flesh, his aura became even more unstable.

But with this, he barely managed to transform into a human shape.

It was a deformed giant over eight meters tall, accumulated from flesh and blood.

The Immortal Lord's gaze looked at Zeng Lin and Lei Bin, who were besieged by puppets, and reached out to grab them.

But his arm stopped.

A deafening wolf howl rang out, and at the same time, the response of wolf packs appeared in the mountains, momentarily overshadowing the Immortal Lord's momentum.

The crescent moon hanging in the dark night was obscured by thick clouds.

Making the surroundings plunged into endless darkness, only the scattered light in the brazier barely covered about a hundred meters.

A gust of wind blew.

The clouds slowly dissipated, and a blood moon emerged.

Blood moon, ghost wolf.

The Immortal Lord's arm still maintained the action of grabbing towards Zeng Lin and Lei Bin, but a huge figure was running on all fours.

It was already difficult to tell from the appearance what the original giant wolf looked like.

Ren Qing looked as if he was wearing bone armor, and his head was covered with a layer of bone mask, and the sound of his heartbeat came from his chest and abdomen.

He couldn't wait to get rid of the Immortal Lord immediately, because the information stream was constantly reminding him.

When the Divine Foot Sutra strange object was possessed, in order to waive the strange object's influence on the body, his lifespan was slowly being consumed.

The little more than half a year of lifespan he had left was estimated to last for at most an hour, and the transformation was still constantly exerting influence on his soul.

Ren Qing couldn't wait to use his fist to directly meet the Immortal Lord.

Bang!!!

The air wave rolled up, and a massive number of puppets turned into碎末, scattered with the wind.

Zeng Lin widened her eyes, her expression looking unbelievable.

Because this ghost wolf was obviously also transformed by a cultivator, and even the degree of transformation was comparable to the Immortal Lord, and had completely become inhuman.

She was stunned because she couldn't figure out the situation. As a result, she was injured in the abdomen by a puppet.

Lei Bin quickly protected Zeng Lin's vitals, and then took the opportunity to move to a safe place.

The puppets turned to Ren Qing, who was a greater threat, and the two of them were able to catch their breath.

Zeng Lin couldn't help but mutter to herself: "Is this the terrifying extent of losing control after transformation? It doesn't seem like the Ghost Envoy realm at all."

"The strength is still far from the Yin Messenger realm, but it's somewhat similar. The Yin Messenger realm is actually the process of controlling the transformation of the technique..."

For cultivators, whether they are strong or not is always a constant question, and the number of people who die from transformation is countless.

Lei Bin stopped there, and he had only heard a little about the information about the Yin Messenger realm.

Ren Qing tried his best to maintain his sanity, and the wolf claws swung at the Immortal Lord from top to bottom.

He sent a separate soul to the Non-Action Dojo, wanting to prevent himself from completely losing control, but the effect was not satisfactory.

Blood splattered, falling on the ground and immediately forming puppets, which attached to Ren Qing's body and gnawed at him.

However, from the scene, it was still Ren Qing who suppressed the Immortal Lord.

The more Ren Qing fought, the more anxious he became. Under the dual influence of consuming lifespan and losing his mind, he couldn't wait to tear the other party into pieces immediately.

Seeing this, the Immortal Lord turned into a wave of flesh and blood, directly hitting Ren Qing, who staggered back several steps and crashed into the mountain wall.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, and after calming down, he didn't know if it was an illusion.

He found that there seemed to be something hidden in the accumulated flesh and blood, but it was in the deepest part, and it was impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.

Ren Qing pulled out the Dragon Snake Spine.

The Dragon Snake Spine directly turned into a sharp bone knife more than ten meters long, and then placed it on his waist, making a drawing motion.

The double pupils locked onto the other party, and all the flaws were reflected in his eyes.

The main thing about Soldier Calamity Swift Wolf, in addition to the enhancement of the body, is actually in the heart.

His heart began to beat beyond its capacity, and blood mist seeped out of his pores, and the temperature even distorted the surrounding air.

Zeng Lin's pupils shook.

If it was half a minute ago, with the strength shown by the ghost wolf, she was confident that she could resist one or two, but now it had reached the point of being horrified.

But how did she know that being strong is being strong, but it's bought with life.

Ren Qing exerted force on his legs, turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, the bone knife dragging on the ground, making an extremely harsh sound.

Cut!!!

Most of the Immortal Lord was cut open, and it could be seen that a human brain was growing inside, covered with hands and feet, looking extremely strange.

Ren Qing's body slid for dozens of meters under the action of inertia, making the altar a ruin.

He subconsciously covered his heart, suddenly feeling that his heart had a feeling of coming alive, which shows the risk of complete transformation.

Ren Qing knew that he had to fight quickly, jumped into the air to avoid the Immortal Lord's attack, and then his body began to accumulate strength...

The muscles of his legs swelled, and hot air spewed out from them.

For him, the surrounding time stood still.

Ren Qing's eyes seemed to only be able to see the Immortal Lord, who was healing his wounds not far away, and the brain hidden in his body.

The Dragon Snake Spine made a pleasant sound, and the bone blades collided with each other.

The wind is coming.

Ren Qing bent down and grabbed the Dragon Snake Spine, the blade pointing flatly at the deformed flesh mass in front.

He exerted force and swooped down.

The Dragon Snake Spine stabbed from different angles, so fast that no one present could react.

The Immortal Lord roared, and flesh and blood formed a wall, trying to block Ren Qing.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the Immortal Lord, leaving only an afterimage in place.

Nails grew out of his palms, sharp and with canine distemper toxin.

Ren Qing broke through the Immortal Lord's flesh again, and the brain was close at hand. He calmly controlled the Dragon Snake Spine and stabbed hard.

The Dragon Snake Spine instantly penetrated the brain, and brain matter splattered everywhere.