There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 95: He Shi Nian Sheng, I am ordered to kill you!

In the moment when the giant dragon disappeared into the mirror, the world turned upside down, the sun and moon rotated. The cultivators looked up and saw the undulating sea of clouds and the continuous mirage towers. This was no longer the familiar Xi Zi Cang Zhou.

Amidst their astonishment, the cultivators quickly realized that something was wrong. They discovered that there was no spiritual energy here! Not only was there no spiritual energy, even the spiritual energy within their bodies was terrifyingly suppressed!

Their acupoints couldn't be opened, Spirit Weapons couldn't be used, even their Gold Cores and Nascent Souls were tightly bound within their bodies, with no freedom at all!

In shock, the cultivators' gazes turned to Zhao Jiu, who was standing high above.

In the bewildered eyes of the cultivators, Zhao Jiu laughed loudly and said, "Gentlemen! Welcome to Long Wu Xian Zhou!"

"Long Wu! Long Wu! The Martial Dao flourishes! The body is supreme!"

"Gentlemen! Enjoy yourselves! Hahaha!"

After saying this, the four ink ferocious beasts behind Zhao Jiu swallowed him and the other three directly.

As the ink rolled, the figures of the four people disappeared into the endless sea of clouds.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators of Xi Zi were truly at a loss.

Zhao Jiu was truly despicable!

He brought everyone here and then ran away?

Not only did he run away, but the mountainous dragon is still flying!

Surrounded by clouds, with no place to rely on, and without spiritual energy, where can the cultivators go?

They could only let the mountainous dragon carry them towards the unknown distance.

...

In fact, in the moment when they entered the world within the mirror, Xia Ming's body trembled violently.

Xia Ming discovered that while the spiritual energy was forbidden, his lower dantian furnace seemed to become more stable.

Under the high pressure, Xia Ming fully activated the furnace in his lower dantian, and the waves of energy surged, rushing towards the Blood Wheel Heaven's Gate.

One crimson gear after another began to slowly turn, and strands of refined energy gradually merged into Xia Ming's body.

The gears of fate have started turning!

Under the influence of that energy, Xia Ming's physical body also underwent gradual transformation.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and Xia Ming felt that he seemed to have a connection with this place!

While everyone else couldn't use spiritual energy, he was being strengthened little by little!

As one gains, another loses. The future is unknown!

He resisted the urge to condense those purple diodes into Thunder Spirit Talismans.

Xia Ming knew that when embedding Thunder Talismans, the resulting anomalies could be a deadly weapon if used properly.

If he were to use it against his master at that time...

Would his master be able to handle it?

Thinking of this, Xia Ming slowly looked towards He Nian Sheng.

At this moment, He Nian Sheng exchanged a glance with Xia Ming.

As a result, Xia Ming tightly held the highly toxic dagger hidden in his sleeve and followed He Nian Sheng towards a corner step by step.

Seeing this scene, the black-faced Ninth Elder beside them was grinding his teeth in anger.

Cursing inwardly, he could only follow closely behind.

...

As Zhao Jiu disappeared, the cultivators were in an uproar.

Under the high platform, a one-eyed man slowly raised his head.

He was none other than Xia Ming's former employer, Soul Capturing Cliff's Jiang Liang.

Feeling the seal within his body, Jiang Liang's expression darkened.

This damn familiar feeling! It was at least ninety percent similar to the grand formation on Qing Elixir Peak!

Not only that, the scale and impact of this seal far exceeded that of Qing Elixir Peak by countless times.

If there was no connection between the two, Jiang Liang was willing to cut off his head and use it as a ball for He Nian Sheng!

Long Wu! Long Wu!

Could it be... by some coincidence, He Nian Sheng obtained some Long Wu heritage?

Damn it! This guy must know more inside information!

Unfortunately, by the time Jiang Liang figured all this out, there was no trace of He Nian Sheng on the high platform.

The cunning master and disciple had long slipped away!

The Long Shou Mountain Range was not small, especially when the cultivators' cultivation was suppressed and it was difficult to find two people.

Helplessly, Jiang Liang could only look at his uncle Jiang Chong in front of him. He was able to come here because of Jiang Chong's influence.

At this moment, Jiang Chong furrowed his brows, feeling even more uneasy in his heart.

After so many years, Jiang Chong hadn't lived in vain. He knew that Zhao Jiu must have a great plan for Xian Zhou.

From establishing a base in Long Shou Yuan, to distributing bronze mirrors, and searching for the Heavenly Destiny... even the cultivators on the original peak were carefully selected by him!

Step by step, Zhao Jiu was steadily advancing, he must want to obtain something from here!

Letting out a long sigh, Jiang Chong already had an answer in his heart.

Zhao Jiu was fishing.

And these Xizi cultivators, aren't they just bait for Zhao Jiu's fishing?

Gently patting Jiang Liang's shoulder, Jiang Chong forcefully tore off the long black bell hanging around his neck.

"Uncle! This thing hasn't been fully tamed... If we activate it rashly, I'm afraid something bad will happen!"

"Jiang Liang, the heavens won't abandon our Jiang family. We buried it in the Dragon Head originally, hoping to use the earth's energy to let it transform. Unexpectedly, it became a lifesaving straw for the two of us."

"Uncle? What do you mean?"

"Jiang Liang, now that our spiritual power is sealed, what will we do if we encounter danger? Have you ever cultivated your physique?"

Hearing Jiang Chong's words, Jiang Liang couldn't help but feel a surge in his throat.

Before Jiang Liang could speak, they heard a deafening dragon roar.

The giant dragons beneath their bodies seemed to have found something and plunged into the depths of the sea of clouds.

In almost an instant, the dense sea of clouds enveloped the bodies of the giant dragons.

Immediately after, the cultivators on the Dragon Head saw an unbelievable scene.

Within the sea of clouds, a magnificent blood-colored heavenly palace quietly appeared.

At the same time, a thunderous roar echoed in the ears of the cultivators.

[Who are you all! How dare you trespass on my Longwu Immortal Continent!]

Before the words could fall, the cultivators saw the collapse of the heavenly palace, and strands of blood mist turned into bare-chested bald men.

On their faces, there were only a pair of eyes, nothing else.

In the midst of the panic, an Nascent Soul old cultivator stood up.

"Don't panic, according to what I know, the Longwu Immortal Continent has long fallen from the world. Everything we see is illusory! All of this is like flowers in a mirror, like the moon reflected in water..."

Before the old cultivator finished speaking, a blood-colored figure rushed straight to him.

In the terrified gaze of the cultivators, the bald man with a bare chest grabbed the old cultivator's head and pulled it forcefully.

Pulling out the spine, along with the liver, blood splattered, and the white bones were scattered.

Seeing the steaming fresh "blood gourd," the cultivators lost their composure.

An Nascent Soul cultivator actually died just like that!

Immediately after, the cultivators saw the bald man stomp down, turning flesh and blood into mud, and the Nascent Soul shattered.

Bound by the seal of this place, the Nascent Soul of the old cultivator couldn't fly out.

Longwu Immortal Continent!

Muttering these four words, a boundless chill rose in the hearts of the cultivators.

Within the Immortal Continent, under the authority of the immortals, who would dare not obey his Dao?

...

The blood-colored figures didn't give the cultivators any time to react. In the flickering of blood shadows, the two sides were already engaged in battle.

A bloody slaughter began, and gradually, the Xizi cultivators also figured out the reality of these blood shadows.

Although they couldn't use spiritual energy, who didn't have one or two secret methods to temper their bodies?

When the first blood shadow was killed, the cultivators saw a stream of blood entering the body of that cultivator.

At this moment, a cultivator in the corner shouted loudly, "This is the inheritance of an immortal!"

When the four words "inheritance of an immortal" were spoken, the Xizi cultivators lost their composure.

When they looked at that cultivator again, they indeed saw a change.

That cultivator's blood and energy directly surged.

Gradually, the gaze of the cultivators changed.

...

While the cultivators were fighting frantically, on the back of the giant dragon, Xia Ming and the other two were blocked by a woman.

Xuan Niao held a sword, pointing directly at the middle-aged man, He Nian Sheng.

"He Nian Sheng, I am ordered to kill you!"

Looking back at Xia Ming, He Nian Sheng immediately laughed out loud.

"My good disciple, today I will teach you another lesson. As a cultivator, you must believe in yourself."

"Only you, are the immortal in your heart! The rest... are all false immortals!"

"The cultivation of my lineage respects heaven and earth, respects creation! Respect yourself!"

After He Nian Sheng said this, the three of them were shocked.

Xia Ming gripped the blade in his hand, Old Nine's gaze became unusually deep, and Xuan Niao directly shouted sternly.

"Bold rebel! You deserve to die!"

"Hahaha!"

In the midst of laughter, blood vessels around He Nian Sheng's eyes began to bulge.

His blood and energy began to surge rapidly, and his eyes were stained with a pure blood color.

Seeing this scene, Xia Ming's gaze suddenly tightened.

Is this... bloodline transplantation?!

(End of this chapter)