There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 132: Hatred and Vengeance, Killing the Master and Destroying the Path (End)

Xia Ming, ah.

Don't panic.

We will definitely find the eye.

It must have fallen out, we just need to search carefully and we'll find it.

That's right! That's right! That's right!

Xia Ming, who was talking to himself, didn't notice the figure of Muchuan floating behind him.

Muchuan frowned deeply as she looked at the shadow that appeared behind Xia Ming.

She knew that the shadow was not a good thing, but she had forgotten many things.

For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

...

Listening to the advice in his mind, Xia Ming gradually opened up his magnetic field induction.

Then, Xia Ming discovered something even more terrifying.

Hei Niansheng's divine soul was actually gone, leaving no trace at all.

How could it dissipate so quickly after his death?

Moreover, Hei Niansheng's body's acupoints were all dim.

When Xia Ming took off Hei Niansheng's storage ring and looked inside, he was even more shocked.

There was nothing of value in the storage ring.

How is this possible?

In shock, Xia Ming looked at the pierced chest of Hei Niansheng.

Perhaps it was because of the Blood Path of Longwu, or maybe there were other reasons.

There was a huge cavity in Hei Niansheng's lower abdomen.

Inside the broken cavity, Xia Ming saw a dazzling golden color.

That was the color of a Gold Core.

Gold Core, Gold Core, the worm inside the elixir!

How could I forget about it!

Thinking of the Gold Core, Xia Ming immediately remembered the monster inside Hei Niansheng's body.

Inside that Gold Core, there was an abnormal "Nascent Soul" incubating and hatching, if it could be called a Nascent Soul.

As Xia Ming looked at the golden color, his expression became increasingly strange.

He felt that the golden color seemed to be tangible...

Shouldn't a cultivator's Gold Core be an energy body between reality and illusion?

In hesitation, Xia Ming slowly reached out his left hand towards Hei Niansheng's lower abdomen.

Bit by bit, he finally took out a soft and pale golden membrane.

Soft, smooth, and tough...

It was like a semi-transparent golden fetal membrane!

Underneath the fetal membrane was a glaringly obvious gap.

Something inside had escaped!

The worm was gone!

In shock, Hei Niansheng's physical body began to change again.

After the fetal membrane detached, his flesh and blood gradually withered, and the side effects of the Marquis of Qianhu erupted at this moment.

Under Xia Ming's shocked gaze, Hei Niansheng's physical body disintegrated inch by inch.

Born from flesh and blood, and returned to flesh and blood.

In the end...

Hei Niansheng's physical body turned into a puddle of black blood.

The black blood merged into the hard ground below and disappeared in an instant.

Quietly watching everything in front of him, Xia Ming's gaze gradually became focused.

"Something's not right! Something's not right!"

"There must be something strange underneath."

"I know."

Xia Ming seemed to be talking to himself.

Listening to Xia Ming's soliloquy, Atun in the lower dantian suddenly shivered.

What is it that makes it demonic?

As demonic thoughts arise, they must be controlled.

Another true demon is about to appear in this world.

While Atun sighed, Xia Ming swung his broken sword and fiercely chopped downwards.

The ground below was tough and sticky, like a huge piece of resin.

The effect of the chop was minimal.

Xia Ming's gaze focused, and he directly took out a handful of talismans from his chest.

Infusing them with spiritual energy, he stuffed them into the deep pit, and then detonated them.

Xia Ming repeated this process over and over again.

Boom—Boom—

Boom—

...

While Xia Ming was fighting hard against He Nian Sheng, Han Dong'er in the cave suddenly woke up.

Relying on her willpower, Han Dong'er broke free from the illusion of the Yellow Millet Pill.

The Yellow Millet Dream was so good that Han Dong'er couldn't believe it.

With the constant strengthening of her doubts, the Yellow Millet Dream shattered, and Han Dong'er gradually regained consciousness.

Then, she saw the black-robed figure not far away.

No, that couldn't even be considered a person.

He was somewhere between reality and illusion, like a ghost.

While Han Dong'er was filled with fear, the man secretly uttered a word of kindness.

His Dao heart was clear and unaffected by confusion.

His spirit was as cold as ice, exceptionally clear.

This was the supreme soul embryo of becoming an immortal.

If he could stabilize and descend to the Immortal Peak in the Immortal Island, perhaps the original plan could come true!

Thinking of this, Tai Ping revealed his true intentions, with a friendly expression on his face, and said:

"Miss, I see that your bones are extraordinary... I wonder if you would like to become an immortal?"

Upon hearing Tai Ping's words, Han Dong'er was suddenly stunned.

She remembered the day when she was deceived by a scammer at the foot of the mountain, and then her master explained those classic cases to her.

The words of this black-robed, white-haired old man were exactly the same as those in her master's cases.

The next step for this guy would be to take her as his disciple and then sell cultivation techniques.

Thinking of this, Han Dong'er thought even more highly of Xia Ming.

Wuwuwu...

Master, please come back quickly.

Once you leave, someone will come to deceive Dong'er.

"Miss... to be honest, I am Tai Ping, the Scattered Immortal. I wonder if you would..."

"No, no, no! I want to find my master! Master!"

Running out of the cave, Han Dong'er determined the direction and directly flew on her sword.

Watching Han Dong'er's retreating figure, Tai Ping could only follow helplessly.

The immortal embryo cannot be taken by force, only guided with kindness.

Riding on the wind, Tai Ping maintained a delicate distance.

"Miss, please listen to me... I really am an immortal."

Upon hearing Tai Ping's words, Han Dong'er's speed increased again.

Han Dong'er firmly believed that as long as she found her master.

This villain will definitely be severely taught by the master.

...

Boom—Boom—

Crack—

Underneath the thick layer of "pine resin," Xia Ming saw a huge layer of mysterious ice.

Beneath the layer of mysterious ice was an exaggerated Spirit Gathering formation, with a blood pool at its center.

In that square blood pool, Xia Ming's blood was mixed with He Niansheng's blood.

The two of them fought fiercely above, ultimately creating this pool of blood.

In Xia Ming's shocked gaze, he saw the monster swimming in the blood pool.

Its slender body was like white jade, resembling a snake but with claws, resembling a dragon but without horns!

Xia Ming felt... it was like a ferocious centipede!

Just as Xia Ming was observing that thing through the ice, it also lifted its head as if sensing something.

Then, Xia Ming saw the eyes embedded on top of its head.

Those were his Xia Ming's eyes!

"Nascent Soul leaving the body!"

"This thing is He Niansheng's Nascent Soul!"

With a focused gaze, Xia Ming held a knife in his left hand and smashed down fiercely.

The hard ice was as smooth as a copper mirror, and the effect of the knife was minimal.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ming put away the broken gap and forcefully activated the Blood Wheel Heaven's Gap, then punched towards the mysterious ice.

Punch after punch, flesh turned to mud, intense pain without end, but Xia Ming's expression remained unchanged.

At this moment, he only had one thought.

That was to get rid of this damn bug!

In the midst of Xia Ming's madness, the bug also began to rapidly devour the essence in the blood pool.

With its pale eyes fixed on Xia Ming above, He Niansheng had to act quickly.

After all, his "Nascent Soul" was still a premature baby.

It needed nourishment from flesh and blood, and the brewing of spiritual energy.

Boom—

Another heavy punch, feeling his nearly broken arm, Xia Ming directly inserted the Purple Thunder Flying Sword into the mysterious ice.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming detonated it.

At the same time, Xia Ming also communicated with his dantian, A Tun.

[A Tun! Activate the Immortal Seed!]

[Master! Your blood and qi are not enough!]

Upon hearing this response, Xia Ming's gaze darkened slightly.

[A Tun, can you hold back that bug?]

While speaking, Xia Ming released A Tun.

Seeing the bug below, A Tun also froze.

What the hell is this!

Nascent Soul?

Isn't Nascent Soul the divine soul?

What is it then?

Why is it still devouring flesh and blood!

Seeing the blood in the blood pool gradually decreasing, Xia Ming's tone also became increasingly impatient.

"A Tun! Go hold back that bug!"

Seeing Xia Ming's gloomy expression, A Tun could only grit its teeth and dive down.

Coincidentally, just as A Tun appeared, Han Dong'er also arrived at the valley.

Seeing the terrifying traces of battle below and smelling the faint, elusive aura in the air, Han Dong'er became extremely anxious.

In the depths of that deep pit, Han Dong'er knew that Xia Ming was there.

Just as she was about to escape down, Tai Ping furrowed his brows slightly and grabbed Han Dong'er in mid-air.

In that instant just now, Tai Ping sensed the aura of the demon.

It's just a little... how could this demon be so weak?

What's going on?

...

"Let go of me! I want to find my master!"

Looking at the innocent Han Dong'er, Tai Ping sighed deeply.

"Little child, are you sure your master is down here?"

"Yes."

After taking a deep look at Han Dong'er, Tai Ping continued.

"Then is your master a demon?"

Upon hearing the word "demon," Han Dong'er, as if possessed, thought of the beautiful woman behind Xia Ming.

Her master said that she was his inner demon.

Is she really a demon?

While Han Dong'er was contemplating, Tai Ping spoke again.

"Let's go, we'll know if it's a demon or not when we see."

...

The demon disturbs the mind.

Atun transformed his thoughts and directly entered He Niansheng's Nascent Soul.

He wanted to provoke He Niansheng's inner demon!

But then, Atun froze.

What on earth is this thing?

Atun said: We have to eat people! The bug said: Yes!

Atun said: Immortals should all die! The bug said: Yes!

Atun... the bug... Ah, yes, yes!

Like-minded friends are hard to find?

Oh, bullshit!

Atun finally understood!

This bug is the demon! His thoughts only fueled his arrogance!

Now, with Atun's help, He Niansheng's consumption of blood water became a bit faster.

Soon, the blood pool dried up, and beneath the blood pool was a huge rotating jade disc.

On the jade disc, there were several large Guan Zhe Shi jade coins embedded.

He Niansheng's Nascent Soul manipulated the jade disc, and then the jade disc opened up. Behind the jade disc was a rotating glass vortex.

After taking a deep look at Xia Ming, He Niansheng plunged into the glass vortex.

The Nascent Soul Great Dao still needs to be housed in a physical body...

There's still a long way to go.

We will meet again if we are destined.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ming's blood-red eyes were ferocious on the Xuanbing.

...

At the same time, in the Great View Immortal Island, in the residence of Qianyuan Immortal.

Inside a huge black box, a vertical pupil quietly lit up.

"I... I smell the breath of your flesh and blood."

"You thief."

(End of this chapter)