I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 550: It's very simple.

Qingquan Xuanxian fell into deep thought.

According to the views of those "Immortal Venerables" in the Void Immortal Realm, the Xuan Tian Realm no longer has a method to ascend to immortality, the path to immortality is cut off, and the mortal realm is the strongest.

In fact, let's look at it this way.

That seems to be true.

When Qingquan Xuanxian arrived in the Eastern Frontier, he indeed did not see any Immortal-level cultivators. The strongest among them were only Saint-level cultivators in the Mortal Realm. That was all. At least for so long, the fact that "there are no Immortal-level cultivators in the Xuantian Realm" has been accepted by everyone!

But this "fact" has now become a lie.

In the Xuan Tian Realm, there are still immortal-level cultivators. The only question is how they broke through the shackles of the mortal realm without any immortal energy, because Qingquan Xuanxian knew that there was indeed not a trace of immortal energy in the Xuan Tian Realm!

Without the "power" of immortal energy, ascending to immortality is just empty talk and absolutely impossible!

Unless God makes an exception, but the way of Heaven is always ruthless and cold, it is no exaggeration to say that it is the supreme will of absolute fairness. It is the master of all things and the creator of all rules, so how could it possibly do such a rule-breaking thing?

The more Qingquan Xuanxian thought about it, the more confused he became.

And this time.

The pseudo-immortal panicked and hurriedly said, "Lord Qingquan, please save me! If this drags on any longer, my physical body will truly be gone!"

He didn't know what kind of sorcery the white dragon had cast on him, but he watched his own body gradually turn to ash. Although he felt no pain, it was precisely because of this that he was terrified. As he watched himself disappear little by little, his sense of despair gradually accumulated.

Qingquan Xuanxian snapped out of his daze, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced indifferently at the fake immortal.

He didn't actually care whether this fake immortal lived or died.

He was just a fake immortal. I don't lack people like him to do the work, so his death is no big deal.

The reason for the existence of the "pseudo-immortal" level is precisely because after becoming an immortal, there is a fundamental difference between them and "mortal" cultivators. Only when the physical body, primordial spirit, and even "destiny" have undergone a complete transformation can one be considered a "true immortal." Before that, there are no such things as "ascension stage" or "pseudo-immortal"...

From the perspective of a True Immortal, a so-called Pseudo-Immortal is nothing more than a cultivator who can absorb immortal energy. Compared to mortal cultivators, they are not much better.

Once he returns to the Lesser Heavenly Realm, this kind of guy can easily recruit two or three more.

However, he was more concerned about another method used by the white dragon of unknown origin.

He actually managed to interfere with and influence the rules of spacetime with his own power, thus isolating and imprisoning his ten subordinates!

like.

Even a Yuan Immortal, one of the three levels of True Immortals, couldn't control such power, right?

Those above the Immortal Lord rank cannot stay in the Xuan Tian Realm for too long, otherwise they will be struck by lightning. Unless the heavens make an exception or they have some treasure that can circumvent the heavenly laws, those above the Immortal Lord rank should absolutely not come to the Xuan Tian Realm.

one way or another.

Qingquan Xuanxian judged that the white dragon was not to be trifled with.

If he were to go, the other party would most likely be able to threaten his life.

If I went there myself, and the other side was playing these kinds of tricks, not only would I not survive, but this fake immortal would also be doomed! Better to die for my fellow Daoist than for myself. Choosing to stand by and watch will at least prevent me from putting myself in such an unknown and dangerous situation.

But if he doesn't go, he won't know the other party's background, or rather, his ten subordinates, including Bai Fa Jin Xian, will probably all die.

Therefore, Qingquan Xuanxian was also pondering it.

finally.

He still decided to go.

If he loses ten men because he acted as a cowardly lizard, it will inevitably affect his reputation if others find out. His superiors will probably think he is too timid and cautious, and the impact will be very bad.

Since he was going, Qingquan Xuanxian naturally made all the necessary preparations, including bringing along the escape treasures bestowed upon him by the Ancient Fallen Immortal Venerable.

Then, he grabbed the pseudo-immortal who was turning to ash, transformed into a streak of light, and rushed out!

The Xuan Tian Realm is vast, but Qing Quan Xuan Xian, relying on his ability to traverse space, crossed the entire Eastern Frontier in less than a quarter of an hour, penetrating deep into that desolate demon realm, and then arrived above the Demon Emperor City.

Qingquan Xuanxian immediately spotted the millions of demons piled up inside and outside the Demon Emperor City.

There were also nine other subordinates who were isolated outside of time and space, completely imprisoned. Naturally, they also saw the White-Clothed Golden Immortal whose face showed horror but who was unable to move.

And before them stood a very young white dragon and a demon woman who had transformed into human form.

"...May I ask, did you make this?"

Qingquan Xuanxian came to Xiaobai and Su Jinxi.

This white dragon was indeed very small, but in his memory, even among dragons, a young dragon should never be this small.

However, this white dragon exudes a... very peculiar charm.

It was as if he could naturally blend into the world. Qingquan Xuanxian even felt that the little white dragon he saw before him possessed a dragon might that even the Ancient Fallen Immortal Venerable could not match!

"Yes, it's me."

Xiao Bai nodded at the dragon head, and the childish voice made Qing Quan Xuan Xian frown: "Are you that Qing Quan Xuan Xian?"

"Yes, may I ask your name?"

Xiao Bai didn't answer, but his dragon eyes suddenly turned a deep crimson color, and then he swept his gaze over Qing Quan Xuan Xian with a very strange look.

That moment.

Qingquan Xuanxian's hair stood on end!

Just now, he had a feeling that the white dragon had seen through everything about him!

This white dragon is indeed stronger than him, much stronger!

But he quickly looked away.

"Well, I don't have a name. My master didn't give me one. Everyone just calls me Little White, but you can't call me that. You can call me 'Senior Holy Dragon'!"

Xiao Bai looked serious and earnest, as if he were lecturing a junior.

"..."

Qingquan Xuanxian was stunned.

What the hell?

"Lord Holy Dragon"?

And who else does he have as his "master"?

Could it be that this powerful young white dragon is actually a pet dragon kept by someone?!

If pets are this powerful, then what kind of background and strength must their owners have?

Qingquan Xuanxian pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and respectfully bowed to Xiaobai, saying, "Junior Qingquan Xuanxian greets Senior Holy Dragon." He didn't know how big this dragon was, but judging from its voice, it was too young. Qingquan Xuanxian felt that the title "senior" was really incongruous.

But Xiaobai liked it when he called her that, and put her hands on her hips with satisfaction.

"Ah, very good."

"Senior Holy Dragon! Senior Holy Dragon! I've returned within an hour, please spare my life!"

The fake immortal said urgently.

He can now look down and see his chest, abdomen, internal organs, and bones. Moreover, his flesh is gradually turning to ash. Without a doubt, his face is now just bone, with no skin left!

Even the bones seem to be slowly covered with cracks and then rotting away!

No wonder when I returned to the Eastern Frontier Alliance headquarters, those mortal cultivators looked at me as if I were a ghost!

Little White flicked its dragon tail, then gently swung its dragon claw. Immediately, the pseudo-immortal felt a lightness throughout its body.

When Qingquan Xuanxian looked over, he found that the fake immortal had instantly returned to his original state.

"Senior, that's a great move."

he sighed.

"Hmm? What good trick? I'm just going to make him age and decay faster, and then turn to ash completely. It's very simple."

Xiao Bai said with an innocent look on his face.

"..."

Is it really that simple?

Qingquan Xuanxian felt cold sweat almost forming a river on his back.

This guy said such terrifying things with such an innocent look on his face; he's a living devil.