Collapse Immortal

Collapse Immortal

Author: Gu! Gu! Gu!

Introduction:

A nearly successful immortal calamity gave Mebius a twin brother, and the collapsed world also gained a strange immortal.

……

As a true cultivator, Fang Ning has been filled with doubts since his rebirth:

"Why did the ancestor want to chop me?"

as well as…

"Is my sister looking at me more and more strangely?"

……

It took him five hundred years to attain enlightenment, and he was about to achieve enlightenment but it didn't happen.

Unwilling to return to the mortal world, the final leap is also in vain.

But when I saw the bright rays of light from the sky, I realized that evil spirits were disturbing the secrets of heaven.

He drew his sword to help the immortals, but he did not expect the master's sword to be so sharp.

Behead! Behead! Behead! From then on, he wandered in another world.

Immortal! Immortal! Immortal! When will I be able to reach this gate again?

Chapter 1 Prologue

On a hill that looks like half a sharp blade, a man in white clothes holds a sword and looks into the distance. White waves are surging around him. Upon closer inspection, it is an endless sea of ​​clouds.

The sky has four poles and the earth has eight directions.

This is the northernmost point,

The Arctic is a place of eternal snow and wind, without sunlight, and is undoubtedly a bitterly cold place. Apart from the cultivators who come here specifically to hone themselves, there are few mortals. Even if there are, most of them are on the edge, such as in the deep places like Jiange, where only Jindan cultivators can come.

"..."

Fang Ning stared into the distance silently, and after a long time, she closed her eyes.

No more sword cultivator.

At this time, the snow on the Arctic, which never melts all year round, is covered with extremely sharp sword marks, and countless foreign sword cultivators have suffered a bitter defeat here.

Even with the appeal of the Sword Pavilion's founder, the "Sword Immortal", this is the only number of sword cultivators he can attract at the moment. Even after refining the spiritual essence they have cultivated, they are still slightly short of becoming immortals.

Fang Ning had a poor physique since childhood, and knew nothing about any kind of cultivation method. Not to mention becoming an immortal, it was basically impossible for him to even embark on the path of cultivation.

But now, five hundred years have passed, and he has become a great man who can transcend tribulations. When his flying sword is unsheathed, it is enough to overthrow an entire state.

You have to know that there are thousands of countries in this world and hundreds of races competing for supremacy, but if you count carefully, there are only thirteen states.

The reason Fang Ning was able to master such great power in just a few hundred years was probably because he had a good appetite.

Over the years, countless people with natural sword bodies have been attracted to the Sword Pavilion. The elders of the pavilion passed on the method to Fang Ning to help him refine his excellent roots.

Although at the beginning, due to its own reasons, the efficiency was extremely low and it couldn’t even be cooked...

Thinking of this, Fang Ning frowned slightly, feeling inexplicably nauseous, and his thoughts became hazy for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal. However, the sea of ​​clouds around him disappeared without a trace in an instant!

Even the entire Arctic region was bathed in the rare scorching sun.

The mere fluctuation of thoughts is enough to change the celestial phenomena. This is the power of almighty power.

Only after the sea of ​​clouds dispersed could one see clearly how high Fang Ning was at the moment - the section of the peak that was dozens of meters high that had previously appeared above the sea of ​​clouds was less than one ten-thousandth of the height of the entire mountain.

The main peak of Jiange, the world of mortals.

Or, the Ruthless Sword Tomb,

This mountain was built by the founder of Jiange after he became an immortal. The immortal light in it is restrained, and the powerful can gain some insights. It was originally a place where the elders went into seclusion. Later, due to the civil strife in Jiange a thousand years ago, the powerful fought among themselves, causing the immortal light to dissipate, leaving only a few traces of immortality.

It is useless to the elders, but it is effective in preserving the sword spirit. As a result, it has become a sword tomb in the pavilion.

Fang Ning's wide sleeves seemed to flutter in the wind, and dozens of extremely sharp spiritual swords emerged from the void and then sank into the mountain below.

Obviously this is against the rules, but Fang Ning is already the one with the highest cultivation level in the sect, and unless the founder comes in person, he is the one who follows the rules.

Just after placing the many spiritual swords that had lost their owners, Fang Ning suddenly felt confused. The surrounding mountains were suddenly covered with thick clouds, and they were darker than at the beginning.

Why did I do this? And even left these spirit swords behind.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. At the same time, the clouds around him became darker and darker, and there seemed to be faint thunder and lightning.

But at this moment, several black and white eyes and countless sharp teeth suddenly emerged from his jet-black hair, and after a moment, the surroundings returned to normal.

After calming down, Fang Ning stopped thinking. The magic trick taught by the master was still as effective as ever.

For a powerful person like him who achieved success quickly through evil methods, there must be something wrong with his state of mind. If he were a normal powerful person who was overcoming the tribulation, it would only be the fluctuation of his thoughts, which would not affect the celestial phenomena because they have enough control.

This magic-slaying technique is a true immortal technique used to stabilize the mind, and even the ancestor would not give it to you just like that.

But these are just minor details; becoming an immortal is more important.

As long as one becomes an immortal, one can transform into a mortal body. Even the side effects of evil magic are nothing to be afraid of for a true immortal.

Well, after becoming an immortal, he decided to go back to his hometown. He almost forgot where that place was.

While he was thinking, the man's figure blurred for a moment, but in that short moment he had traveled across the thirteen states and seen the scenery of billions of miles.

It seems... not within the Thirteen States?

"..."

In short, let’s prepare to become an immortal first.

After becoming an immortal, everything will be fine.

Fang Ning raised his hand and took out an object from the void. It was the corpse of a female cultivator with snow-white hair. She had a charming face and a graceful figure, but she also had a pair of sharp and unparalleled sword-like eyebrows. Even though she was dead, the little sword energy remaining on her body was still constantly cutting through the space, leaving one deep black mark after another.

This is a traitor of Jiange, the instigator of the civil strife in the pavilion a thousand years ago, and also a powerful person who has transcended tribulation. If the three elders had not come together, it would be extremely difficult for Fang Ning to kill her on her own.

It is said that she is a figure of the same generation as the founder. Although she is not among the Nine Sword-wielding Sons, she can be regarded as the best among them, and she has also killed a calamity monster.

There were even rumors in the pavilion that her physique was actually extremely incompatible with the path of sword cultivation. If she switched to practicing other techniques, she might have been the one to achieve immortality in the generation of the ancestors.

The reason why she came to practice swordsmanship was actually for her master.

But these are just gossip. Now this traitor will not be the main material for Fang Ning to forge the sword.

Although Fang Ning is a sword cultivator, he does not have his own spirit sword, because nurturing a spirit sword is a very time-consuming task, and he is in a hurry to become an immortal and has no time at all.

But now that he is about to ascend to immortality, without his own spiritual sword, for a sword cultivator, it means that his destiny is flawed and he will definitely not be able to become an immortal.

The purpose of calling on all sword cultivators in the world to come here is to lure out this traitor.

Even if the elders cannot capture her, the ancestor will take action to kill them.

Becoming an immortal has been the only pursuit of the entire Jiange for thousands of years.

Although, he himself is actually only five hundred years old.

On the top of the mountain, Fang Ning ignited a fire to forge a sword, and the flames burned the sky. The entire Arctic land was plunged into a scorching heat that lasted for three years. The snow that had accumulated for thousands of years melted, causing the three surrounding states to be flooded continuously. Several countries were turned into swamps, and a small tribe in the mountains was wiped out.

Huang Jitian, who ruled over Zhongzhou, sent people to inquire many times, but was always turned back by the elders of Jiange.

In the same year, Fang Ning successfully forged a sword and prepared to ascend to heaven.

Deep in Jiange, still on the top of the mountain, a tall man in white looked down at the spiritual light in his palm. It was extremely faint, but extremely conspicuous, as if it could destroy the entire world.

Fang Ning did not hesitate and pressed it against his heart. Then, with a flick of his fingers, a black line with no end in sight appeared on the horizon. The void outside the domain was clearly visible and was still expanding.

If the immortals who protect the world leave it alone, this sword mark may not disappear even after thousands of years.

But at this moment, an invisible giant hand seemed to pass by from the sky, and the blue sky instantly returned to normal. At the same time, an indescribable sharp gaze swept over.

Even in the late stage of tribulation, under that gaze, Fang Ning could only feel as if countless sharp blades were piercing his body, cutting through his bones and heart.

"Ancestor..."

Fang Ning lowered his head to admit his mistake, and the gaze that stared at him for a moment was also withdrawn. Only a clear sword sound was heard between heaven and earth, as if to indicate that it would not happen again.

Feeling relieved, Fang Ning turned his head to look at the pavilion. For some reason, after his fate was completed, he felt a surge of anger in his heart when he looked at these fellow monks.

Almost at the moment of thinking, the heads of countless Sword Pavilion disciples disappeared. Only the great cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage reacted, but unfortunately they could only raise the magic sword in their hands.

In the blink of an eye, only Fang Ning and the three elders who were in the Tribulation Crossing Stage with him were left in the huge Sword Pavilion.

After finishing all this, Fang Ning's thoughts became much clearer. Without waiting for the three elders to come and ask for accountability, he leaped forward to kill the three men and refined their roots and cultivation.

In terms of cultivation, the elders were not as good as Fang Ning. In addition, they were seriously injured in the previous attempt to kill the traitor. The third elder was almost dying.

On the other hand, after Fang Ning completed his fate, he completely acquired the traitor's thousands of years of fighting experience, and in addition, he had the natal spirit sword in his hand that was cultivated from the Tribulation Sword.

Killing the three elders is as easy as pie.

After refining the elders cleanly, Fang Ning was 99% sure of becoming an immortal, so he no longer hesitated and ascended to immortality immediately!

……

There are three ways to ascend to immortality, and Fang Ning chose to prove his way through strength.

To ascend to immortality with this method, one must fight against all the true immortals of the time and leave their shadows just before becoming an immortal, but the will of the true immortals will control it.

There are a total of twenty-four world-guarding True Immortals in the world today, fifteen of whom come from the nine major immortal sects, including the founder. The rest, with the exception of one True Immortal who is not from one of the nine sects, are all non-human.

The human race can occupy a dominant position in the Thirteen States because more than half of the twenty-four immortals who guard the world are human.

At the top of the North Pole, Fang Ning casually split the heavenly tribulation, then soared into the sky and plunged into the Nine Tribulations Thunder Pool. He raised his hand and slashed out with the sword, then entered the hidden abyss.

In the endless darkness, twenty-four powerful figures slowly appeared.

Fang Ning frowned slightly when he saw this, not because these shadows were extremely powerful, but because he found that these shadows seemed to lack some spirituality.

Obviously, the will of the true immortal is not included.

This was the first time Fang Ning had heard of such a situation. Even though the books in the pavilion had never described such a scene, and even though the True Immortals were busy with other important matters, there should be at least nine True Immortals' wills in the Tianyuan.

This is the number of days.

Fang Ning had no idea whether this would have any impact on his immortality. All he could do now was to summon his spirit sword and fight with all his might.

……

There is no time in the abyss of heaven. After an unknown amount of time, Fang Ning finally killed the last remaining figure with his sword. Although he was also seriously injured at this time, his life was not in danger and he could still attack with all his strength.

The remaining shadow of the True Immortal Huang Ji Tian slowly dissipated, and in the pitch-black abyss of the sky, a golden light lit up, quickly shattering all the darkness.

According to common sense, the next step should be to show one's prowess in front of people and consolidate the power to rule the world.

But Fang Ning was not sure whether his incomplete enlightenment could be considered successful.

He looked up, only to see that the place ahead was not a place where the saints appeared, but a battlefield. Even the True Immortals were shed blood on the battlefield!

In the void outside the domain, all the saints have arrived at this time. In addition to the true immortals and the surging enemies in the center of the battlefield, there are dozens of auras outside the battlefield that are countless times more terrifying and shocking than those of the immortals.

If they join the battlefield, just one of them will surely end the battle in an instant!

As soon as Fang Ning appeared, several auras on the outskirts of the battlefield discovered him, but unexpectedly, he felt a sense of kindness.

He was a little at a loss, but soon he saw the master fighting against three people alone, and an inexplicable joy surged in his heart, so he decided to go forward to help.

Then, something happened that surprised Fang Ning immensely.

The master turned around and suddenly swung his sword at him with all his strength.

Fang Ning only had time to raise his sword to block before it struck him, slicing him deep into the void. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace...

Chapter 2 Abandonment

The void, the intersection of countless worlds.

It seems that everything here is connected and can be seen everywhere, dazzling and gorgeous, like a magnificent scene like bubbles, like countless auroras, and it seems that all laws can be found in it.

But in reality, it is emptiness, nothing.

No matter how magnificent it looks, it is actually just a few reverberations from within the world. The laws contained in it have long been distorted, and at the same time, it is constantly colliding and merging with the laws of other worlds, but there is only a very small probability of creating new laws.

Otherwise, it would only create an extremely terrifying chaotic storm. The greatest danger of entering the void is these dazzling storms that contain distorted laws.

If anyone below the level of an immortal were caught in these raging and shapeless storms, he would die in an instant, and not only his body but also any trace of his soul would be gone.

Even immortals must exercise due diligence when traversing these storms. While the death of an immortal is extremely rare, occurring only once in ten thousand years, it does occur.