I am a living immortal.

The two great commanders of the Demon Slaying Division were both extraordinary people, and King Cheng felt somewhat annoyed when he thought of them.

Many people say that one of them has become an immortal, is immortal, and is extremely powerful, and is the last line of defense of the Yan Dynasty; while the other one is elusive and has reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

With these two people, the Yan Dynasty can last at least three hundred years.

King Cheng initially scoffed at this, thinking it was too exaggerated. How could a single martial arts expert, a single living dead, be able to defeat a million-strong army? What a joke. However, once he truly entered that mysterious realm, he began to believe it somewhat, because the Iron Guards he had carefully trained were no match for him.

This powerful force made him addicted, but also made him feel deeply threatened. Ever since his royal brother died on an ordinary morning, this fear of death had been deeply engraved in his heart.

He fears death, so he seeks immortality.

Now immortality was only half a step away, yet he was still afraid. Immortality did not mean immortality; if he was killed, he would still die, and that was something he could not tolerate. Therefore, he had a certain fear of the palace, and the source of his fear was the two great commanders.

He wanted to find an opportunity to kill the two men.

He could not tolerate any threat to his existence. This twisted mentality made King Cheng a little crazy.

And those monsters, what qualifications do they have to order me around? They are just a bunch of beasts. Sooner or later, I will clean them all up.

He wanted a non-threatening environment. Perhaps, perhaps, he could become an emperor, an emperor who would reign for generations to come. Just the thought brought him a strange kind of joy. Then he laughed, a laugh that was especially noticeable in the empty, dilapidated palace. Combined with the roars and agonized screams from next door, it felt eerie and absurd.

In the past, Prince Cheng would never have dared to do so. After all, those who jumped the most madly ended up dying miserably. Regardless of their previous relationship, anyone who dared to take that position would be met with a thunderous blow, a relentless fight to the death.

But was that not wanting it? Of course he wanted it. He dreamed of that position. After all, he had royal blood in his bones, and he had a natural yearning for that position, a yearning for imperial power that had been planted in him since childhood.

As long as he achieves a complete immortal body, that position will be within his reach, and he can rely on Yan Chao to become even more powerful.

He couldn't wait to go to the imperial capital right now.

However, these words and emotions only appeared in his heart, and he would not speak them out loud. The time was not right, the opportunity had not yet arrived. He needed to lie dormant, to be patient, to wait.

This distorted emotion shattered the surrounding mist, revealing King Cheng's true form. He was a young man with white hair, completely devoid of any signs of age. Unfortunately, his face was incredibly pale, giving it a strangely unreal feel, much like the hand with its clearly visible veins.

The whole person looks extremely weird.

The current King Cheng has not yet completely transformed. He still needs time, but initial results have been seen, as his appearance has rejuvenated, which is simply a miracle.

Thinking of this, he felt better. He then picked up a blood-red pill and swallowed it. A blush quickly passed over his skin, and his blood vessels became lighter, indicating that his body had become much stronger.

He was afraid of those evildoers and the two great commanders in the palace, but he was not afraid of other people, especially a mortal merchant and a well-known martial artist who dared to show off his power in his territory.

Then just go and die.

I heard this company was quite wealthy... Haha, perfect. The elixirs he wanted were incredibly rare, and a few million taels was simply a drop in the bucket. Furthermore, some items simply couldn't be bought with silver. He needed to exchange them for silver, and the losses from that round trip alone were astronomical.

However, silver is still a good thing. As long as it can be spent, no matter how much it is worth, it can always be exchanged for something good. Mortals need silver, those Jianghu travelers need silver, and those magicians and hermit masters also need silver.

Chen Tao didn't know that Prince Cheng wanted not only his life but also his money. But even if he knew, he wouldn't have cared much. Prince Cheng couldn't see past Chen Tao and the Shenzi Trading Company, and Chen Tao looked down on Prince Cheng, who had been pushed into the spotlight.

He needs to find out who is behind this.

This is difficult, but with a teammate like Cheng Wang, it shouldn't be as far as I imagined. I put the extremely detailed information about Cheng Wang on the table and see how he will die.

Make a noise, make a noise, the bigger the better.

If we can't find the mastermind behind this, it would be a good idea to catch all these people in the north in one fell swoop.

.........

Meanwhile, Beifang's actions seemed to have stirred the other party's mind. In order to divert Su Mu's gaze, he finally made some noise. Although the noise was not loud, Su Mu still went.

Although the commotion this time was small, if left unchecked, it could evolve into a terrifying catastrophe. This was a warning from fate to Cao Chen.

The mastermind behind this was very smart. He had already made preparations for both scenarios and would have follow-up measures whether Su Mu went or not.

He walked along the country road, gazing towards the town ahead. Many elderly people sat under large trees, enjoying the cool breeze, while children, already finished their meals, played by the roadside. Summer days were long, and it was still dawn.

Who could have imagined such a peaceful and harmonious town would transform into a living hell in just seven days? No, it was even more horrific than hell itself. Tens of thousands of people were swallowed by the cracks, the ground was squeezed into a pool of blood several feet high, and minced meat was everywhere.

The earth dragon turns over, locking the life and body.

The town had turned into hell, and the bodies that crawled out from the ground. These bodies were endowed with immortality, and no matter what kind of damage they suffered, they would not die. However, this was only immortality, and the pain in their bodies did not diminish in the slightest, and then there was the earth dragon turning over.

Almost everyone in the town was killed. They resented the world for forcing them to live in agony, enduring pain that far exceeded their mental limits. This drove some people insane, some to death, and some to survive, barely surviving as monsters.

And this is a disease, an immortal disease...

This disease is extremely contagious, no less than the plague. Anyone who comes into contact with the blood of these immortals will be infected.

The origin of these diseases comes from a pharmacy in this inconspicuous town.

Cao Chen's fate served as a warning, allowing Su Mu to arrive seven days earlier, perhaps to change the future. However, fate's gifts always come with a unique price.

His arrival... was like the fluttering of wings.