There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 129: Holding a Grudge, Killing the Master and Destroying the Path (Part 2)

After the Nascent Soul puppet became stiff, Xia Ming's expression not only didn't ease up, but became even more gloomy.

As Xia Ming was growing, how could He Nian Sheng have stopped progressing?

What made Xia Ming even more uneasy was that He Nian Sheng seemed to have developed a third generation Blood Pill.

Judging from the quality of the Blood Pill, its medicinal effects were also extremely terrifying.

Ten jin of flesh and blood, who knows how many Blood Pills he could refine.

Xia Ming couldn't even imagine what terrifying things He Nian Sheng could comprehend after consuming so many Blood Pills.

For them, the Nascent Soul puppet's physical body was just an appetizer.

The upcoming confrontation would be even bloodier.

Xia Ming had a clear understanding of his own strength, to put it modestly.

In a situation where all means were used, Xia Ming was confident in battling a Core Formation Late Stage cultivator.

In fact, Xia Ming had already embarked on the path of a physical Demon Dao.

The Great Swallowing Dao, Blood Wheel Heaven's Quell, Extreme Dao Body Technique, plus Immortal Law.

This combination was enough to unleash an incredibly terrifying amount of damage.

But even so, Xia Ming still felt somewhat uneasy.

If Xia Ming's combat power couldn't be underestimated, then what about He Nian Sheng?

Not only was He Nian Sheng deep in thought, but he also cultivated the Longwu Blood Path!

Xia Ming couldn't forget that in that mirror world, Zhao Jiu was defeated by He Nian Sheng.

As for the Longwu Blood Path, Xia Ming suspected that He Nian Sheng might have also comprehended Immortal Law!

Strictly speaking, on that day, both he and He Nian Sheng were cheating.

In the situation of flaunting the Blood Pill, if they couldn't comprehend anything, that would be a miracle.

So the question arises.

What kind of selfishness does He Nian Sheng possess?

What kind of Immortal Law has He Nian Sheng comprehended?

What price does he have to pay?

Xia Ming didn't know the answers to these questions.

...

Thinking wouldn't yield any results. The most urgent matter was to find He Nian Sheng.

The worm in his pill was about to hatch. Every minute delayed would increase the risk.

With this in mind, Xia Ming quickly observed his surroundings. The three bodies had emerged from underground.

In other words... there was something strange underground.

A three-way intersection, convenient for transportation, suitable for attacking and retreating.

The transformation of He Nian Sheng must be here!

As soon as this thought came to mind, Xia Ming directly controlled his sword and flew up.

He formed a sword seal with his hand and silently recited the "go" character.

The Bluetooth Sword Formation spun rapidly, directly slashing towards the ground below.

The sword light was sharp, and dust flew up. In just a moment, a huge pit appeared below.

Slightly furrowing his brows, Xia Ming was somewhat dissatisfied with this speed.

Therefore, under Xia Ming's exquisite control, one low-grade spiritual sword after another exploded.

The shattered spiritual swords expanded the tunnel in the pit like bombs.

The earth trembled, but Xia Ming's expression remained unchanged.

...

At the same time, deep underground, a series of dark golden grid lines slowly lit up. These were formations used to maintain the stability of the cave.

Looking at the golden light above his head and feeling the "Nascent Soul" inside his body about to break through the pill, He Nian Sheng's gaze turned cold.

"Evil disciple..."

"If you ruin my Great Dao, I will kill you."

...

Boom--

Bounce--bounce--

There were several sharp sounds of broken swords.

As dust filled the air, Xia Ming didn't have time to look down, but instead looked up at the top of the cliff.

At the end of his vision, Xia Ming saw a man wearing a golden silk robe and a jade crown on his head.

At the moment he saw this person, Xia Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

It's actually him!

The person who came was none other than him.

He was the vice sect master of the former Sword River Sect and the current vice sect master of the Renhe Sect.

--Hu Changqing.

...

"Xia Ming, right? I saw you on the Dragon Head Origin." Before Xia Ming could speak, Hu Changqing's voice came leisurely.

"Xia Ming, don't struggle anymore. I won't kill you, and you don't need to cause any more trouble. I don't want to get involved in the grievances between you and your master, but... within this hour, it's best for you not to act recklessly! Of course, you can also choose to escape, and I won't stop you."

As he spoke, Hu Changqing descended slowly towards Xia Ming.

He calmly looked down at Xia Ming, his eyes filled with a faint disdain.

When He Nian Sheng summoned him, Hu Changqing thought that He Nian Sheng had encountered a strong enemy, so he actually used up the favor he owed him.

But when he saw Xia Ming, Hu Changqing couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out to be just a Foundation Building Late Stage cultivator!

He Nian Sheng, oh He Nian Sheng, you were smart all your life, but confused for a moment.

You actually used up such a precious favor like this.

While Hu Changqing was sizing up Xia Ming, the jade slip in his embrace also began to tremble incessantly.

In front of Xia Ming, Hu Changqing calmly took it out and infused it with spiritual energy. He wanted to transmit it to Xia Ming.

The small repairs on the Foundation Building are not worth mentioning.

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[Hu Changqing! Don't get close to Xia Ming! Keep your distance! Delay as much as possible! If there's a chance, kill him immediately!]

Listening to He Niansheng's transmission, Hu Changqing stood still in astonishment.

What? Huh? Is a small repair on the Foundation Building really that important?

While Hu Changqing was still puzzled, he noticed that Xia Ming was gradually approaching.

Then, in the shocked gaze of Hu Changqing, Xia Ming spoke slowly.

"Actually... you should have listened to my master."

Before the words even finished, Xia Ming threw a punch.

Extreme Dao Body Technique! Sacrifice Dao Body Technique! Sacrifice skin! Sacrifice tendons!

In addition to the Great Dao of Swallowing, the power of a tiger!

As his skin shattered, blood vessels burst, and blood and qi sprayed out, tremendous power directly infused Xia Ming's right fist.

With this punch, he directly shattered Hu Changqing's protective jade talisman, and then, with remaining force, pierced through his chest.

Under the force, Hu Changqing flew like a shooting star and crashed into the nearby cliff.

His head tilted, eyes rolled back, his life or death unknown.

All of this happened in an instant.

A defenseless cultivator in the mid-Core Formation stage is really nothing to Xia Ming.

Spiritual energy surged in his lower dantian, and the Blood Wheel Heaven's Apex continued to rotate. Xia Ming's blood-soaked right arm healed rapidly.

After dealing with Hu Changqing, Xia Ming looked again at the dark mountaintop.

There, he sensed a familiar aura.

He had felt that aura in the Heavenly River Hall.

His gaze turned cold as Xia Ming said:

"Go back to your Heavenly River Sect!"

"Bring Dong'er back with you. She's in the Hundred Li Black Forest to the west."

"Also, tell that guy... if he wants to investigate further, he'll bear the consequences."

Hearing Xia Ming's angry shout, Wu Chang on the cliff didn't dare to stay any longer. He disappeared into the night, fleeing at high speed.

At this moment, Wu Chang finally understood that this kid Yin Shiqi, no, Xia Ming, was pretending to be weak and biding his time in the Heavenly River Sect! Even if it were him, Wu Chang, or even the sect master Hong Lie, what could they do?

Damn it!

This kid must have obtained the technique of an immortal's physical body!

This bastard can really endure!

It seems that the Western Cangzhou is about to change.

...

After scaring away Wu Chang, Xia Ming continued his excavation work.

If Hu Changqing came, Xia Ming was now extremely confident that He Niansheng must be underground.

One flying sword after another shattered.

Xia Ming didn't feel regret. In his eyes, a wild fire was burning.

A wild fire that burned everything.

"Master, come, let's fight!"

Boom!

Jump!

Boom!

Finally, when the dust settled, Xia Ming could see the huge underground maze.

Activating his magnetic field perception, Xia Ming jumped down directly.

Although the underground maze suppressed Xia Ming's magnetic field perception, such a narrow space was advantageous for Xia Ming.

As long as he could quickly close the distance, Xia Ming was confident he could defeat He Niansheng's old body.

The moment the underground maze was exposed, He Niansheng took out a grotesque blood pill.

It was called grotesque because the pill was covered with countless twisted little faces.

This blood pill was an ancient pill derived from the deduction of three generations of blood pills by He Niansheng.

This pill was called: Thousand Marquis.

A thousand people's flesh and blood, offered to this marquis.

One person's heart, the lives of millions.

After swallowing the Thousand Marquis, He Niansheng's old body began to regain vitality.

Muscles became fuller, the body became stronger, even the white hair on his head turned gray.

Although the Thousand Marquis had astonishing effects, it was ultimately a time-limited medicine, and its side effects were enormous.

But did He Niansheng have a choice?

Negotiate with Xia Ming, that little wolf cub?

With a cold laugh, He Niansheng continued to swallow pills.

All kinds, one after another, there were even hundreds of them!

Taking a deep breath, He Niansheng actually exhaled a faint purple aura!

Within the violent veins on his body, there were even strands of dark purple bloodlines.

This was the effect of the pill poison!

To put it bluntly, even He Niansheng's breath at this moment carried a strong poison.

At the same time, Xia Ming, who activated the Thunder God's Eye, also began to crazily display his pills.

Second-generation blood pills, detoxification pills, breath-holding pills, Qi-boosting pills, inner nourishing pills, poison-eliminating pills...

He even poured a large bottle of anti-heretical elixir down his throat.

Taking drugs before a battle was a glorious tradition.

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Ming also tempered his spiritual sword with strong poison.

After doing all this, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

"Come, Master."

"Let's end all of this."

(End of this chapter)