I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

A gust of wind blew up, accompanied by a terrifying roar of a beast. The monster's body swelled to ten feet in size and pounced straight forward.

The immortal's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, emitting a sharp gaze.

He swung the whisk in his hand, and suddenly a strong wind blew, with sand and rocks flying everywhere.

The monster's body froze, as if it was restrained by an invisible force.

Then the immortal made seals with his hands and muttered something.

A bright light descended from the sky, enveloping the monster.

The monster let out a shrill roar, and its muscles squirmed wildly, turning into scales that covered its entire body and flashed a faint green light.

The immortal had a solemn expression on his face, concentrating on performing his magic.

The two powerful forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar. The surrounding trees were cut in half by the air waves, the rocks collapsed, and dust and smoke rose up.

A man and a beast were fighting in a thrilling manner, and the figure of the immortal appeared and disappeared, as if it had merged into the world.

He used his supreme magic power to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming powerful shock waves that continuously bombarded the monsters.

The monster relied on its strong body and sharp claws to resist the attacks again and again.

For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.

"This is the power of the immortal."

"As expected of an immortal from heaven, every strike he makes contains divine power!"

"Look, this monster can't hold on any longer!"

At this moment, the monster let out an earth-shaking roar, and its scales all over its body flashed with a faint green light as it struggled hard.

It broke free from the restraints of the light and pounced towards the immortal.

The immortal dodged the attack lightly and at the same time struck out with one palm, and the powerful spiritual power transformed into a giant golden eagle.

The giant eagle let out a loud cry, and its sharp claws were aimed directly at the vital points.

Seeing this, the monster with a rat head and an ox body spit out a black mist that submerged the giant eagle.

As the giant eagle swooped down, the immortal put his fingers together, made a gesture, and shouted loudly.

"Thunder shakes the heavens!"

I saw a pillar of lightning as thick as a bucket shooting out from his fingertips and rushing towards the monster with the power to destroy the world.

The pillar of lightning struck the monster hard, splitting its skin and flesh, and bursts of burning smell filled the air.

The monster became more and more crazy in pain, and its red eyes revealed endless violence and murderous intent.

"bundle!"

The immortal put his five fingers together, and suddenly the ground began to tremble violently.

The monster felt as if it was restrained by an invisible force, and its movements became slow, as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

It howled to the sky and struggled hard, trying to break free, but the immortal would not give it any chance.

Powerful spiritual energy gathered around the immortal and gradually condensed into a golden sword.

The long sword exudes a mysterious aura, as if it came from time immemorial.

The immortal gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and chopped down fiercely.

A golden sword energy that was nearly a hundred feet wide cut through the void and headed straight for the monster with the momentum to destroy the world.

Wherever the sword energy passed, even the air was torn apart, making a piercing whistling sound.

The monster tried to dodge, but at this moment it was already firmly bound by the invisible cage and could not move. It could only watch the sword energy descend.

Unable to escape, it frantically mobilized all the demonic power in its body.

Its already huge body expanded even further, almost as tall as a hundred-foot mountain. Its scales, which were flashing with a faint green light, shone even brighter, in an attempt to resist the sword energy.

Despite this, the sword energy still broke through the scales with great force and penetrated into the body.

The violent sword energy raged through the monster's body, causing severe damage to its internal organs and coughing out pieces of flesh and blood from its mouth.

The indestructible scales shattered into pieces, and the light gradually dimmed, no longer flashing the faint green light as before.

The eyes that were originally red and full of murderous intent suddenly lost their luster, and the tyrannical aura instantly weakened.

The huge body fell down with a loud bang, like a hundred-foot mountain collapsing, and the dust it stirred up covered the area for miles around.

After the fierce battle between the man and the beast, the world fell into silence.

The immortal stood on the clouds, surrounded by golden light.

The wide sleeves of his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and the whisk was draped between his arms, showing his detachment from the mundane world.

It seemed as if this battle was just a trivial fight for him.

"Is the monster dead?"

Suddenly, a voice was heard among the starry sky.

"Of course he's dead. How can a mere monster bear the wrath of an immortal?"

Someone also spoke up.

"This monster is as big as a mountain. I'm afraid only an immortal can subdue it, right?"

"If the immortal hadn't intervened, we would have been swallowed by it at any time."

The sky was filled with the sound of chirping and sighing, and the place was filled with noise and bustle.

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving the people of the Yuan Dynasty from the dire straits!"

I don't know who suddenly said this, and immediately countless people echoed and expressed their gratitude to the immortal.

However, the immortal turned a deaf ear to everyone's thanks. Instead, he stared at the figure of the monster lying in the dust with a solemn expression.

"No, there is still a trace of breath?"

Xue Ling stood in the clouds with a frown on his face.

Logically speaking, as long as one is affected by his dream-entering technique, anyone and anything will obey his will.

This world was constructed by his will, even his own immortal body was the same.

Even people who are one level higher than oneself will be controlled and unable to think of resisting.

In this world, he is God, the Creator, and the being who controls everything.

But at this moment, the Taoist Master who was transformed into a monster gave him a feeling that something was very wrong.

Suddenly the huge shadow of the dust moved

"Fake death?"

Xue Ling's eyes narrowed and he smiled disdainfully.

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow burst out from the huge body as big as a mountain.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a ferocious rat head the size of a palm.

There were strands of fresh flesh and blood hanging on the sharp fangs, and smelly saliva kept flowing between the teeth.

"Ah! That monster is not dead yet?!"

"It is indeed a centipede that is still alive even after death. Please, Immortal, please quickly kill it completely!"

The stars in the sky made panicked sounds.

"You're about to die and you're still thinking of fighting back?"

Xue Ling had no expression on his face. He just turned his right hand over and then pressed it down gently.

An incomparably huge hand suddenly pressed down from the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.

The lines on the palm are extremely deep and clearly visible.

As the palm fell, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by its incomparably powerful force. The surrounding scenery became blurred, and an invisible pressure spread, making people feel suffocated.

Rumbling--

The towering trees broke into pieces, and the branches and leaves fluttered down under the blowing of the palm wind, mixing with the raised dust to form a chaos.

The tremors of the earth became more and more intense. The ground began to crack, revealing bottomless cracks. The underground river could be vaguely seen surging with a deafening sound.

Even a mountain as solid as rock would crumble under this giant palm.

In just a moment, the monster that pretended to be dead was crushed into powder by the giant palm and disappeared without a trace.

When everything finally calmed down, Xue Ling finally felt relieved.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out in the silent night sky.