There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 98: The Tiger and Wolf Conspire, the Plan is Exposed, and Action Begins!

Second Layer, Tianque is broken!

Third Layer, Tianque is broken!

Fourth Layer, Tianque is broken!

...

Carrying the six crimson blood tails and wearing a golden mask, Zhao Jiu appeared like a deity. Even the blood shadows as big as small mountains were mercilessly pierced through by his long tail. He continued to kill his way up, and no one was his match!

Seeing Zhao Jiu like this, the cultivators of Xizi couldn't bear it.

"You bastard! You have an immortal, yet you still want to snatch our Immortal Law!?"

Longwu Immortal Law belongs to everyone!

You are truly greedy!

Under the stimulation of the crimson blood, not to mention a doubtful prince of the Immortal Continent, even if an immortal's legitimate child stood here, they would dare to draw their swords against the esteemed second generation ancestor!

How can we retreat when faced with opportunity? Provoked by Zhao Jiu like this, the cultivators of Xizi also began to fight desperately, swallowing the blood qi like they were possessed. Compared to their physical bodies, the confidence of these rebellious cultivators of Xizi was not weaker than others!

Mutation, distortion, ferocity, entanglement.

Within their deformed bodies, their greedy hearts continued to expand. The more blood qi they absorbed, the stronger their greed became.

Vaguely, the cultivators seemed to have glimpsed a Great Dao that led directly to an immortal's physical body!

Immortal Law! Immortal Law is up there in the Ninth Layer of Heaven!

Until now.

Fifth Layer, Tian is broken!

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While the cultivators fought desperately, on the back of the mountainous dragon, there were three figures who stood out. They were detached from the battle, like three street urchins.

Xia Ming, dressed in a blue robe, frantically activated the "Boiling Kettle" within him, while quickly drawing inspiration from his mind. Since he had already discovered the fierce tiger, Old Nine, lying next to him, Xia Ming naturally couldn't ignore it.

At present, the most perfect solution was to drive the wolf to devour the tiger, enticing He Niansheng to attack Old Nine. In this way, Xia Ming could sit back and watch the two fight, reaping the benefits.

While Xia Ming was contemplating, Zhao Jiu's thoughts also became active. He was thinking about how to kill He Niansheng quickly without arousing suspicion from Xia Ming. Also, he needed to figure out a way to obtain the blood-colored candy that He Niansheng and Xia Ming had eaten, as it seemed interesting.

While these two were harboring ulterior motives, He Niansheng's gaze began to wander between Xia Ming and Old Nine. He seemed to be making a difficult decision.

Step by step, the three figures moved, forming an equilateral triangle, with suspicion protruding from each side.

Boom!

Another loud explosion was heard as the sixth layer of Tianque collapsed.

The surging blood qi, like a bursting Great River, selflessly nourished the cultivators below. From a distance, Xia Ming could already see many indescribable things.

"Master, I heard there are immortal spells up there?"

"Xia Ming, as your master, I am only a Core Formation cultivator. Even if I were to obtain the Immortal Law, what difference would it make? Immortals are too far away from us. We must cultivate step by step."

"Disciple has learned."

- Boom boom boom -

The seventh layer of Tianque collapsed.

With a frozen expression, He Niansheng slowly retreated, and Xia Ming quickly followed. Zhao Jiu, feeling helpless, could only obediently follow along on the surface.

Zhao Jiu couldn't understand why this master-disciple pair was so peculiar!

They dared to plot against the prince of Xianzhou, yet they feared the collapse of the distant Tianque.

Could this be the complex psychology of low-level cultivators?

...

- Bang bang bang -

Without any warning, the eighth and ninth layers of Tianque collapsed one after another. Crimson blood qi floated everywhere, and the frenzied cultivators greedily devoured the blood-colored clouds and mist.

The most eye-catching figure was the prince of Xianzhou. Behind him, nine slender tails had grown, and as the blood tails swayed, they directly obscured the sky in this direction.

At this moment, the figure on the Ninth Layer of Tianque slowly looked down. The cultivators couldn't see his face clearly, but they could only see his pair of terrifying eyes.

What kind of eyes were those...

His eyes were like blood moons hanging high in the sky, cold and merciless.

He had no pupils, only black vortexes connected and spinning.

This... is an immortal!

In the midst of the cultivators' horror, the immortal slowly looked down at Zhao Jiu below.

Then, the cultivators only heard a crisp cracking sound.

The silver bottle exploded, and the beautiful jade shattered.

- Bang - Puff -

Zhao Jiu exploded.

He turned into a mass of blood-colored mist, and then returned to the clouds above, carrying Zhao Jiu's essence and spirit. The blood-colored mist merged into the immortal's body.

Seeing this scene from afar, Ninth Layer immediately showed a fearful and uneasy expression, but his heart was calm as water.

Qingying, don't blame me.

We must continue on this path.

...

The will of the immortal, having tasted the sweetness, mercilessly looked down at the Western cultivators below. Wherever his gaze reached, the blood mist roared. This was true slaughter, not just killing!

"Quickly, run! This is a trap! The blood qi is poisonous! Cut off the anomaly, and perhaps there is still a way out!"

Many cultivators had a sudden realization of the problem, but so what?

It's easy to swallow, but it's difficult to vomit it out.

The Blood Moon Vortex's gaze swept across, and the blood mist bloomed like flowers.

Such a beautiful scene, Xia Ming dared not look.

At this moment, he wished he could grow wings.

Running was not enough, he had to fly.

The will of the immortal above the sky grew stronger, his massive body even unable to support the heavy cloud sea, yet he still greedily devoured the essence and spirit of the cultivators.

In the end, the immortal crushed layer upon layer of heavenly palaces and heavily smashed onto the body of the mountain range dragon.

Boom—Boom—Bang!

Then, amidst the terrified gazes of the cultivators, the body of the immortal directly disintegrated and dissipated.

The crimson shockwave enveloped countless large and small black vortices, directly swallowing the entire mountain range dragon.

Many cultivators couldn't dodge in time and were swallowed by those black whirlpools.

At this moment.

The situation that Zhao Jiu had been anticipating finally arrived.

The immortal had descended, would the Immortal Law be far behind?

...

Within the crimson blood mist, Xia Ming and the other two simultaneously stopped in their tracks.

The large and small vortices around them were interconnected, seemingly trapping them in a desperate situation.

Looking at the sharp eyes of Lao Jiu and He Niansheng ahead, Xia Ming felt a tremor in his heart.

What's going on?

A conspiracy between tigers and wolves? Are they bullying this little donkey?

When did they agree on this?

...

"Xia Ming, we can't go any further. These are the remnants of the immortal's will. If we enter them by mistake, the immortal's thoughts will directly devour us!"

"Xia Ming, your soul is different from an ordinary person's. Perhaps your eyes can catch a glimpse of some clues!"

Hearing He Niansheng's words, Xia Ming and the others were stunned.

Xia Ming: Ah? I still have this ability? Why didn't you say it earlier? I already ate the Blood Pill!

Zhao Jiu: How does He Niansheng know what I know? Damn it! What does he know?

Seeing Xia Ming's reaction, He Niansheng's gaze suddenly became sharp.

"Xia Ming! Did you eat the Blood Pill!?"

"Damn it! Xia Ming! You really don't listen to your master's words!"

As he spoke, He Niansheng slowly approached Xia Ming with a threatening aura.

Strictly speaking, the Blood Pill was a medicine for treating Xia Ming's abnormal soul. It could improve the state of his soul, and the intense collision of inspiration and the strong emotional impulse were considered side effects of the Blood Pill.

Seeing his master He Niansheng's increasingly cold gaze, Xia Ming panicked.

Damn it!

Caught red-handed!

Is my master going to attack me?

Is He Niansheng going to possess me?

"Muchuan!"

The moment Xia Ming secretly thought of Muchuan, a warm little hand slowly reached into Xia Ming's palm.

In the instant their fingers interlocked, a dazzling light flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.

Sure enough!

Sure enough, the Goldfinger had developed resistance to the Blood Pill!

Xia Ming made the right bet!

"Muchuan, pull me down!"

In the next moment, the world before Xia Ming's eyes shook.

As the field of vision distorted, his Goldfinger... came back.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly plunged into a black vortex.

Damn it!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu immediately followed.

"Minger ge, wait for me!"

Upon hearing Zhao Jiu's words, Xia Ming quickened his pace.

And behind Zhao Jiu was the white-haired and cold-eyed He Niansheng.

With the help of those magical eyes, Xia Ming passed through one vortex after another.

And behind him, Zhao Jiu wore a delighted expression.

Zhao Jiu could feel that the surrounding Immortal Law aura had become even stronger.

Run! Run! Just like this!

Take me to find the immortal!

And behind Zhao Jiu, He Niansheng's blood-red eyes slowly lit up.

You run, I chase, you can't escape even if you sprout wings!