There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 117: Extreme Dao Body Technique? No! Annihilation Art!

"I heard that Elder Yin is refining a miraculous pill that can strip away the heavens and earth's creation!"

"What kind of miraculous pill is it that can actually summon thunder from the sky?"

"It's unbelievable, truly unbelievable."

...

The disciples around were discussing animatedly, but Han Dong'er's mind was blank.

Step by step, she walked towards the familiar pill chamber, and a sense of separation and life and death arose in the young girl's heart.

"Master!"

Without any hesitation, Han Dong'er rushed straight towards the pill chamber.

Hong Lie, who had his broken sleeve blocking her, looked at it and furrowed his brows deeply.

"Dong'er, don't go there, your master is refining pills."

Pushing Hong Lie aside forcefully, Han Dong'er's whole body trembled.

"You lied to me! Master has no intention of refining pills recently, go and save him!"

Hearing Han Dong'er's words, Hong Lie slowly narrowed his eyes.

What a brat!

You really dare to refine that thing?

Yin Seventeen, I underestimated you. You actually have a way to summon thunder!

Damn brat, it would be fine if you died, but you left me with a mess.

Looking at Han Dong'er, who was crying uncontrollably in front of him, Hong Lie felt a headache coming on.

At the same time, inside the pill chamber...

Xia Ming also arrived at the most critical moment.

Nanfu Energy Gathering Ring!

Light up!

In Xia Ming's empty left eye, electric arcs flickered.

In the next moment, a circle of dazzling purple rings quietly condensed, the faint purple brilliance resembling pupils.

The thunder continued to strike, while Xia Ming gradually embedded the Five Thunder Talisman into his dantian. At the same time, his left eye was undergoing continuous transformation.

One circle, two circles, three circles... until nine circles!

Nine concentric circles, exceptionally radiant.

The Thunder God's Eye is formed!

And at this moment, Xia Ming's lost left eye vision reconnected.

The world seen by the left eye was different...

Looking at the familiar figure outside the stone door, Xia Ming was suddenly stunned.

This... thing can also see through things???

Yes, through the thick stone door, Xia Ming saw the familiar figure.

Before Xia Ming could even be shocked, he saw the stone door being shattered by a palm.

Seeing that the thunder had stopped, Hong Lie rushed in directly. If he didn't show any sign, Han Dong'er probably wouldn't forgive him.

With Hong Lie in front and Han Dong'er behind, the two of them coincidentally saw Xia Ming raising his head.

Inside the pill chamber, the three of them stared at each other.

Han Dong'er fainted directly in the cold winter, and Hong Lie supported her and suppressed his inner shock.

After giving Xia Ming a fierce glare, Hong Lie continued, "You, wait for me here!"

After sending Han Dong'er out of the alchemy room, Hong Lie also dispersed the onlookers.

"Look! What's there to see! You! You! And you! No progress in the monthly competition, go down the mountain and feed the pigs!"

Listening to Hong Lie's angry roar, the cultivators scattered like birds and beasts.

Although the master of Tianhe Sect seemed to have no airs, you dare not disobey his words.

Those who didn't listen to him went down to the pig farm at the foot of the mountain to feed the pigs.

After handing Han Dong'er over to a female cultivator, Hong Lie walked back to the alchemy room with a gloomy face.

Looking at the mask on Xia Ming's face, Hong Lie felt an unnamed anger rising in his heart.

Damn thief! Still pretending!

"Yin Seventeen! I'm asking you, what were you doing just now?"

"Reporting to the master, Seventeen was refining pills."

"Heh."

Looking coldly at Xia Ming in front of him, Hong Lie forcibly suppressed the urge to hit him.

"Let me see your eye."

Since the conversation had reached this point, Xia Ming had no reason to continue pretending to be confused.

Taking off the mask, Xia Ming calmly looked at the Sect Master Hong Lie.

In his left eye, Hong Lie appeared as a blurry figure, surrounded by swirling waves of various sizes.

Is it impossible to see inside a cultivator's body, or did I use the wrong method?

While Xia Ming hesitated, a storm of shock surged in Hong Lie's heart.

Damn it! Can this thing really be cultivated?

How is that possible! This thing has been rotting in the library for so many years, and no one has ever succeeded in refining it?

Could it be... I have to dig out my eyes first?

Curiosity piqued, Hong Lie approached a bit closer.

Coincidentally, Xia Ming was also looking at him at this moment. With just this glance, Hong Lie's soul trembled.

He could feel that Xia Ming's eyes contained a terrifying energy.

Looking at Xia Ming in front of him, Hong Lie suddenly changed his expression.

"Seventeen, don't wear a mask in the future. That child really wants to see you."

"Seventeen, one cannot live in the past. We must look to the future. I will die one day, and this great foundation must be passed on."

Saying this, Hong Lie lightly patted Xia Ming's shoulder.

"Seventeen, when you reach Core Formation, you will be the elder of Qingdai Peak."

After finishing his words, Hong Lie left gracefully.

Watching Hong Lie's receding figure, Xia Ming slowly narrowed his eyes.

No one knew what he was thinking.

In the main hall of Tianhe, Hong Lie looked at the jade slip in his hand, furrowing his brows deeply.

On the jade slip, there were four slender bird seal characters engraved, Thunder God's Divine Eye.

"How is it possible... how is it possible to refine it..."

After a moment, he turned his head to look at Wu Chang beside him.

"Old Wu, why don't you try refining it? If it doesn't work, should I help you dig out your eyes?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chang repeatedly waved his hands, his head shaking like a drum.

"No, no, no! Master, I've been afraid of thunder since I was a child, and you know that."

With a disdainful glance at Wu Chang, Hong Lie's tiger-like eyes suddenly lit up.

"Go! Go and give this thing to the blind old man in artifact refining. Tell him that Yin Shiqi has succeeded..."

Upon hearing Hong Lie's words, Wu Chang's eyes widened.

"Master, this isn't a good idea..."

"Hmm? Are you questioning me?"

"I dare not, I dare not. Wu Chang is just your shadow, Master."

"Phew! This master has a majestic figure, how could I have such a despicable shadow like you!"

What the cultivators of the Tianhe Sect may not know is that their master made a living by robbing houses.

...

In the newly cleaned alchemy room, Xia Ming held a bronze mirror and curiously examined his new eye.

With a black base color, it had nine evenly spaced purple concentric circles.

The appearance was not bad, but he didn't know its power.

Following his heart, Xia Ming directly looked at the nearby stone wall.

In the instant the Thunder God's Eye was activated, a dark purple light shot straight towards the stone wall, its speed even faster than a sword.

A deep pit appeared on the stone wall, and as a price, the corner of Xia Ming's left eye was mercilessly torn.

In the moment when Xia Ming's vision was shaking, the wound at the corner of his eye rapidly healed.

Looking at the wall not far away, Xia Ming smiled with satisfaction.

"Master, I really want to see the surprise on your face!"

"With such powerful regenerative ability, it seems I should learn some close combat techniques, otherwise, such a strong physical body would be wasted."

"Coincidentally, it seems there is something interesting in the Reward Hall..."

Thinking of this, Xia Ming immediately started refining pills.

He wanted to refine the Foundation Building Pill to exchange for contribution points.

...

Early the next morning, Xia Ming arrived at the Reward Hall.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Jiang!"

The elder in charge of the Reward Hall was named Jiang Shouyi, a Foundation Building Late Stage cultivator.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, you are polite."

"Fellow Daoist Yin, are you here at the Reward Hall to exchange for something?"

"I can't hide it from Fellow Daoist Jiang. I want to exchange for the 'Extreme Dao Body Technique' on the list."

Upon hearing the four words 'Extreme Dao Body Technique', Jiang Shouyi's expression changed.

"Elder Yin, have you thought it through? Have you really thought it through?"

"I have thought it through. The exchange rate is 2,000, right? One Foundation Building Pill is worth 200 contribution points. Here are ten Foundation Building Pills."

After a moment, Xia Ming successfully obtained the 'Extreme Dao Body Technique'.

In the peculiar gaze of Yu Jiangshouyi, Xia Ming left the Hall of Merit.

Xia Ming doesn't care about what others think because he is a demon.

How can a demon not do some crazy things?

...

"The Extreme Dao Body Technique," also known as the "Sacrificial Dao Body Technique."

The "Extreme Dao Body Technique" is equivalent to the "Art of Annihilation."

"The Art of Annihilation"

"Concentrate all the body's strength in one place, at any cost, and unleash it all."

"Sacrifice the skin, crack the skin, and gain a thirty percent power boost."

"Sacrifice the meridians, shatter the meridians, and gain a fifty percent power boost."

"Sacrifice the bones, crush the bones and marrow, and gain a seventy percent power boost."

"Sacrifice the body, annihilate the physical body, and gain a hundred percent power boost."

...

In the silent training room, Xia Ming slowly put down the "Extreme Dao Body Technique" in his hand.

Looking inward, he gazed at the constantly rotating Blood Wheel Tianque in his lower dantian, and took a deep breath.

Slowly walking to the front of the trial puppet, Xia Ming secretly activated the Extreme Dao Body Technique.

With a punch, the skin cracked and the puppet shattered into pieces.

"One, two, three..."

Enduring intense pain, Xia Ming patiently counted the numbers.

"After five breaths, successful healing, the blood mist in the middle dantian decreased by one percent, and the Blood Wheel Tianque was replenished in five breaths."

Exhaling deeply, Xia Ming was satisfied with this result.

The longer the battle with others, the more variables there are.

If Xia Ming had been able to kill that cultivator from the Unfettered Mountain quickly last time, there wouldn't have been those subsequent events.

In fact, this was one of the reasons why Xia Ming chose the "Extreme Dao Body Technique."

Slowly clenching his fist, Xia Ming brought in a new puppet.

Then, he affixed a jade armor talisman to the puppet. Once activated, the jade armor talisman could withstand a full-force attack from a Core Formation cultivator.

Today, Xia Ming decided to test his limits.

With all his strength, he swung his right fist, and a terrifying sound of annihilation immediately echoed from his half right arm.

Flesh and blood splattered, meridians were severed, and white bones were visible!

With a punch, the jade armor talisman shattered, the puppet turned into debris, and the fierce punch wind tore a long trench.

Plop, plop...

Looking at his dripping right arm, Xia Ming furrowed his brows deeply.

"One, two, three, four... thirty!"

"Fifteen breaths without feeling pain, twenty breaths able to move freely, thirty breaths for successful healing."

"Although it can threaten Core Formation cultivators, the healing speed is still too slow. There's no need to try the bone-shattering next."

"The risk of bone-shattering is too great. With the current healing ability, it's probably not enough. By the time it heals, I'll be dead."

"I still have to continue finding ways to strengthen myself..."

(End of this chapter)