I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

"Xiaobai, you can't do anything foolish, otherwise, how will Ling'er explain to Brother Lin Yi?"

"Also, Ling'er will really be alright, please trust Ling'er this once."

"His current target is Ling'er. You should leave quickly, and Ling'er will join you later."

Qin Ling'er hurriedly tried to dissuade her through telepathy, worried that this might cause irreversible damage to the Yin-Yang Soul Beast.

Murong Xing's statement is not without merit: the Yin-Yang Poison of the Yin-Yang Soul Beast may be the key to its longevity.

In a sense, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast is immortal as long as heaven and earth do not perish.

Moreover, he is the only immortal being in this world.

Even those peerless beings cannot achieve immortality and are still subject to the erosion of lifespan.

The reason some people are still alive is simply because they have used extraordinary means to slow down the passage of their lifespan.

But ultimately, it's not immortality; everyone will eventually face death.

Unless one breaks free from the shackles of this world, but in the past hundred epochs, no one from this world has ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Many brilliant and talented people died with regrets.

Given its current predicament, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast may indeed be completely destroyed.

She didn't want to see this happen.

Currently, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast's injuries are extremely serious. Under such circumstances, it's easy to imagine the price it would pay to fight for its own survival.

boom!

However, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast ignored the warnings and forced its way in, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

It could also be the last blow of its life.

boom!

"Ling'er, don't do anything reckless."

However, just as the Yin-Yang Soul Beast was about to make its move regardless of the consequences, something happened on Qin Ling'er's side.

It made it extremely tense.

"Xiao Bai, if you dare to do anything reckless, Ling'er will die right here in front of you."

In order to stop the Yin-Yang Soul Beast, Qin Ling'er directly threatened to kill herself.

She couldn't just stand by and watch the Yin-Yang Soul Beast get into trouble.

Although her condition was extremely bad at this time, she was already at the end of her life.

There was simply no chance to make a move.

But we can't just stand by and watch the Yin-Yang Soul Beast get into trouble.

This was the only way she could stop the Yin-Yang Soul Beast; otherwise, she had no other options.

"hehe!"

On the other side, Murong Xing sneered, his sword still wielding the blade, the powerful sword energy surging like a merciless harvest.

boom!

He attacked forcefully, without holding back, intending to completely annihilate Qin Ling'er.

"No!"

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast's eyes were bloodshot; Qin Ling'er was about to die.

This time, I'm really going to die.

She was barely clinging to life; how could she possibly withstand such an attack?

How could anyone possibly survive such a sword strike?

As for her background, she does have some background; can that guarantee she won't run into trouble?

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast went completely mad, unleashing a terrifyingly violent aura.

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast's body transformed once more, its colossal form poised to shatter the heavens.

However, the sword light was too fast; it was too late for it to strike.

It flashed past her and headed straight for Qin Ling'er.

This sword strike, a true killing blow, gave Qin Lin'er no chance of survival.

Is a peerless genius of array formations destined to perish here so soon after his birth?

The Tower of Babel is far too cruel; it has buried countless cultivators and prodigies.

Qin Ling'er is neither the beginning nor the end.

It will get increasingly brutal from here on out.

At this moment, it seemed that only this sword light remained in this world, and everything else was still.

A fleeting moment of beauty can become eternity.

Qin Ling'er's life will forever remain at this moment.

A flash of cold light, and everything will wither away.

Qin Ling'er is strong, but Murong Xing is even stronger, constantly navigating between life and death. This strength is unparalleled.

He had the courage to take action against the Yin-Yang Soul Beast, against Lin Yi, and even against the unknown mysterious being behind Qin Ling'er.

Fearless of everything.

This is the true invincible will, the will of an unparalleled prodigy.

With this courage, if nothing goes wrong, I believe his future will be bright.

It is destined to shine in an era.

Not everyone has this kind of courage.

As the sword light arrived, it was as if the world was falling silent.

"No!"

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast roared in grief and anger, but it was too late; it was already too late.

It was too late to try and save Qin Ling'er at all costs.

They could only watch helplessly as she withered away and was destroyed by the sword light.

An overwhelming aura of malevolence erupted, turning this world into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

It was incredibly terrifying.

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast is a fearsome creature that has been known throughout history.

How could he possibly be a mild-mannered person?

That mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood was its terrifying symbol.

But what could he do? He could only roar helplessly and watch Qin Ling'er get into trouble.

"Tongtian Daozun, I beg you to lend a hand this time. I will owe you a favor, and I am willing to do anything for you in the future."

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast roared.

At this moment, there is nothing it can do. The only person who can save Qin Ling'er is Tongtian Daozun.

The owner of this Tower of Babel.

If he were to make a move, I believe there would be no surprises; it would only be a matter of a thought.

It is willing to pay any price to save Qin Ling'er.

I hope this will earn me a chance to make a move.

Otherwise, there would truly be no hope, and Qin Ling'er would be doomed.

It was unwilling to accept this and couldn't just stand by and watch something bad happen to it.

Unfortunately, the sword light continued its trajectory toward Qin Ling'er's brow.

The first time, Qin Ling'er miraculously survived, but this time, it's definitely impossible.

Of course, whether a miracle will occur is anyone's guess.

After all, none of them knew Qin Ling'er's specific background.

Does she possess a trump card to save her life?

Although Qin Ling'er had always been confident and assured the Yin-Yang Soul Beast that there was nothing to worry about.

But the Yin-Yang Soul Beast dared not gamble.

Because the cost of losing a bet is far too high.

There is no second chance.

If something really happens, then it means death.

Moreover, it's the kind where the soul is completely scattered.

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast wished this place wasn't the Tower of Babel.

"No!"

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast was utterly desperate; there was no more miracle.

The sword light was about to completely engulf Qin Ling'er.

boom!

A terrifying power emanated from the void, shaking the very fabric of the space.

"Ling'er... um... Master, you've finally arrived."

In utter despair, the Yin-Yang Beast prepared to self-destruct, sparing no effort to drag Murong Xing into hell.

But what it saw the next moment.

A familiar figure appeared not far away, appeared...