There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 139: Hmph, you can't deceive me, Poyi Han!

Dapeng rises with the wind.

On the Fuyao, ninety thousand miles above.

Lying on the back of Crane Six, Xia Ming passed through layers of clouds.

The yellow clouds lifted, immortal cranes cried out. This must be how immortals live.

In the midst of his admiration, Xia Ming's ears once again heard that faint melody.

Following the melody, Xia Ming led three immortal cranes, slowly flying towards the clouds.

In the vast sky, one person and three cranes, going against the current, tracing a distant memory.

Finally, in the midst of the clouds, Xia Ming saw a vortex-like depression.

The space there became distorted.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming, with the three immortal cranes, plunged into the whirlpool.

In the next moment, time and space shifted, turning everything upside down.

Before his eyes was a completely unfamiliar world.

The night was like a curtain, the mountains and rivers were the feast.

The galaxy was the dome, all beings were the guests.

The tables were in chaos, the wine and food flowed freely.

As far as the eye could see, they were all Great Demons!

Each demon lord sat like a small mountain, enjoying the pleasures of this place.

In a flash, Xia Ming saw the fish and dragon meat laid out on the shore.

In a daze, Xia Ming saw the big mouth on his abdomen.

Huh?

Have I become Atun?

Is this Atun's memory?

In Xia Ming's dazed state, the three immortal cranes hurriedly approached him.

To these cranes, Xia Ming was still Xia Ming, but the demons around them were definitely Great Demons!

The several imposing figures on their heads, the three little birds didn't dare to look up.

Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!

If they had known it would be like this, even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't have come.

They had originally thought that by coming here, they could find an easy target to boast about when they returned to the other immortal cranes.

But now, in this situation, they were the easy targets!

[Zhao...Zhao Liuche, gugu! Where is this?!]

[Gugu! Brother Six! Liuche! I'm scared!]

[Gugu! Brother Six! Brother Seven! I'm scared!]

[Gaga! Are we going to die?]

While the three cranes were trembling in fear, Xia Ming remained calm.

Scared?

What a joke.

This is just a memory of Atun.

Seeing Xia Ming's calmness, the three cranes directly hid behind him.

[Gugu! Terrifying Zhao Liuche! You truly live up to the appearance of a True Immortal!]

[Brother Six! Brother Seven! Zhao Liuche is even braver than Big Brother!]

[Wakaka! Zhao Liuche is amazing!]

...

Ignoring the noisy words of the cranes behind him, Xia Ming's attention was focused on the true demon in the front.

Xia Ming knew that he was the true protagonist of this memory, the true demon.

- [Dasui].

In Xia Ming's shocked gaze, the true demon Dasui slowly stood up.

Strands of solidified crimson blood entwined around his body like ribbons.

Between the opening and closing of his huge eyes, Dasui's towering figure rose bit by bit, like a descending god.

The surging blood covered the entire sky, and his voice was like thunder.

Listening to Dasui's breathing, Xia Ming's entire soul trembled.

The might of a true demon was so terrifying!

Xia Ming even felt that Dasui's strength far surpassed that of ordinary immortals!

Xia Ming thought so, and the three immortal cranes behind him simply collapsed to the ground.

...

[Everyone, I am the demon of Dasui.]

As soon as Dasui spoke, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

"Dasui Demon Lord! Dasui Demon Lord! Dasui Demon Lord!"

Hearing this, Xia Ming's expression suddenly froze.

Does Demon Lord mean the same as an immortal?

While Xia Ming was pondering, Dasui's voice sounded again.

[Everyone! Tomorrow's battle, the guilt lies with this generation, the merit lies with the future!]

[Everyone! This is a battle for the Dao! The Great Dao will collapse, and every man has a responsibility!]

[I, Dasui, have experienced two battles for the Dao in my youth, and now, I will initiate the third battle for the Dao!]

[Everyone! We have witnessed legends! And now, we are also legends!]

[Respect the eternal years, celebrate the Demon Dao for eternity!]

Hearing this, a ripple quietly stirred in Xia Ming's heart.

The Great Immortal Calendar did not record this great battle.

Zhao Immortal became an immortal after Atun's fall.

In other words, in this battle, the demons were defeated.

The demons perished, and the orthodox lineage was uprooted.

Now, Demonic Cultivators are the demons of the immortals.

Not the orthodox demons.

...

[Everyone! True demons have their scales, what is there for immortals to fear?]

[I, Dasui, have a fragment of the Dao scripture, and I am willing to share it with everyone!]

[Everyone, listen to my Dao song, and understand as much as you can according to fate!]

As soon as Da Sui Zhen Mo spoke, three immortal cranes immediately surrounded Xia Ming.

[Zhao Liu Che! Can't listen! Can't listen!]

[Zhao Liu Che! Really can't listen!]

[Quack quack quack! Scared!]

Pushing away the three immortal cranes, Xia Ming held them in his arms and spoke firmly.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?!"

"If you don't listen to the True Demon Dao scripture, how can you understand the true demon?!"

"I am willing to be only an immortal! My Dao heart remains unchanged! What can a mere true demon do to me?"

"Three wise brothers, if I fall into becoming a demon, I trouble you to personally kill me!"

Upon hearing Xia Ming's words, the three immortal cranes were stunned.

[Quack quack quack! Zhao Liu Che! You are truly a good person!]

[Zhao Liu Che! From now on, you are my brother Zhao!]

[Ga ga ga!]

...

Then, amidst the shocked gazes of Xia Ming and the three cranes, the Demon Lord began to dance.

With each step, the mountains and rivers trembled, the starry sky swayed, and boundless energy surged towards the sky.

As the Demon Lord danced, a long and lingering melody slowly echoed between heaven and earth.

The Demon Lord's dance was grand and majestic, but Xia Ming felt a hint of helplessness and struggle within it.

It was a kind of endless sorrow of a road already blocked.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, do you still head towards the mountains?

Knowing that it is impossible, yet still doing it?

Is this what it means to be a demon?

...

After watching the dance, Xia Ming didn't gain any enlightenment.

"I am not a demon, so I cannot empathize with this Demon Lord. It is normal."

With a calm expression on his face and unchanged eyes, Xia Ming said so.

Seeing Xia Ming unchanged and still sharp-witted, the three immortal cranes were extremely excited.

It's a miracle!

This is simply a miracle!

[Look! Look! I, Crane Six, have said it before, my brother is a True Immortal!]

[Quack quack! True Immortal! True Immortal! Zhao Liu Che is also my brother Crane Seven!]

[Ga ga! So fragrant! So fragrant! Zhao Liu Che is really fragrant!]

Xia Ming: ???

...

Looking down at the three worshipful immortal cranes in his arms, Xia Ming remained indifferent. Spreading the True Demon scripture?

What's the big deal?

As long as my comprehension is not enough, there won't be any abnormalities!

After much hesitation, Xia Ming looked at the three immortal cranes and said again.

"Or... shall we watch it again?"

Upon hearing Xia Ming's words, the three cranes trembled.

The appearance of a True Immortal!

It's terrifying!

...

While Xia Ming was listening to the scriptures, Po Liu Han also entered the realm of Wu Wang Mountain.

Just as he entered the realm, Po Liu Han encountered a Demonic Cultivator who blocked his way and tried to rob him.

Within Wu Wang Mountain, various forces intertwined, and there were many gray areas where Demonic Cultivators liked to lurk.

The Demonic Cultivator wanted to rob spiritual stones, but Po Liu Han had none.

The Demonic Cultivator wanted to rob Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasures, but Po Liu Han still had none.

Seeing the dumbfounded Po Liu Han, the Demonic Cultivator asked another question.

"Fool! I'm asking you! Why are your eyes vertical? What kind of Divine Ability have you cultivated?"

"Hand over your Divine Ability cultivation method! I'll spare your life!"

The Demonic Cultivator asked, and Po Liu Han told the truth.

"Because I heard the Immortal Lord say that their eyes are vertical, so I made mine vertical too."

After sizing up Po Liu Han, the Demonic Cultivator confirmed that there was something wrong with his mind.

Immediately, the Demonic Cultivator attacked without hesitation.

"Die! You idiot!"

Before the Demonic Cultivator could finish speaking, a large hand pierced through his chest.

Then, the Demonic Cultivator's spiritual energy and blood were completely absorbed by Po Liu Han.

"Qi Refining! Qi Refining, what is Qi Refining?"

"Refining the energy of others and using it for oneself, that is Qi Refining."

After discarding the withered corpse, Po Liu Han plunged into the vast Wu Wang Mountain.

Without eyes, he lost his sight, but his other senses were greatly enhanced.

He remembered the person's aura and would never forget it.

A person's aura is closely related to their soul, bloodline, and everything about them.

Changing one's aura is not an easy task.

In Po Liu Han's perception, that thief's aura was still within Wu Wang Mountain.

After chasing for several days, Po Liu Han stopped.

That aura had disappeared.

Did he die?

No! That's not right!

He seemed to... conceal his own bloodline!

Interesting!

Following the faint bloodline fluctuations, Po Liu Han slowly arrived at the gate of the Qing Cang Ancient Sect.

He could feel that the thief was inside this gate.

"Hehe, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me, Po Liu Han!"

(End of this chapter)