Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"Dealing with two people at the same time...that's really much more troublesome."

Either of these two would be defeated within a few moves if they dared to fight her one-on-one.

However, if they attack together, their combined offensives will become quite difficult to deal with.

Even a martial artist at the Transformation Realm would find it quite troublesome to deal with a dozen or so opponents at the Dark Realm at the same time, right?

Xi Heng calmed his breathing, looked back, and saw that even more Tianliang warriors were attacking the government troops. He immediately returned to provide support and break the siege.

The sounds of swords clashing filled the air. With their skillful coordination and formation, the soldiers of Great Zhao had already killed several generals of Tianliang at the start of the battle. With the return of Xi Heng, a master of internal energy cultivation, they were beginning to gain the upper hand.

But as Fang Tiande entered the fray, wielding his giant axe and engaging in battle with General Zhao, the situation immediately reversed.

Every swing of the giant axe brought thunder and storms, and every step he took caused mountains to crumble and the earth to split.

The silver dragon-like spear appeared rather weak under the thunder and lightning; before its power could fully unfold, the giant axe already inspired awe.

Fang Tiande leaped high into the air and threw the giant axe in his hand.

The rolling giant axe cleaved a Zhao general in half at the waist, smashing him into the hard ground.

He leaped forward, grabbed the giant axe, and as soon as his heavy legs landed, the earth cracked open, creating a fissure tens of meters long, sending up a cloud of flying stones and dust, which disrupted the formation of the Zhao generals.

In the distance to the side, another Tianliang martial artist, at the Transformation Realm, was wielding a halberd and fighting against three soldiers at the Great Perfection of Dark Force. One of the female warriors had an exceptional and graceful swordsmanship, even comparable to Xi Heng.

The three of them moved with such unwavering speed and energy that they seemed to disregard the flow of qi and blood, keeping the weaker martial artist, who had reached the Transformation Realm, pinned to the spot and unable to leave.

Xi Heng dodged the aftershocks of Fang Tiande's attack, sensed that his internal energy was still sufficient, and continued to do his best to help the surrounding soldiers.

Most enemies who are internal force martial artists have some way to fight back. If you are not careful during a fight, you will inevitably suffer one or two obvious wounds.

At the cost of a Bone-Shattering Transformation and a Blood Claw spell, Xi Heng managed to kill a skilled swordsman in the enemy army. He then stopped and rested for a moment to catch his breath.

The next second, she suddenly saw a strangely contorted corpse on the ground move slightly, and a very faint cold light flashed.

Xi Heng immediately felt a warning bell ring in his mind and dodged to the side.

However, the sneak attack by the Dark Force martial artist was well-planned and difficult to dodge. Although Xi Heng's dodge avoided the heart that the opponent was aiming for, his shoulder skin was still cut.

She frowned and unleashed a burst of sword energy, but her opponent pressed down with both hands and flew high into the air to dodge.

Upon landing, the enemy adopted a toad-like posture.

The man was dressed in simple, coarse blue clothes, and his appearance resembled that of a middle-aged doctor. Although his facial features were fairly regular, his face was covered with bumps, some of which had broken open and were oozing yellow pus.

Seeing that her first move had failed, Xi Heng immediately gave chase. Naturally, the enemy wouldn't let her kill them, and they fled using their toad-like lightness skill.

"You've been poisoned by my scabies toxin. In ten breaths, your whole body will be numb and unbearably itchy, rendering you unable to use your skills!" the other party shouted, laughing as he ran.

"poison?"

Xi Heng didn't care about that; all she wanted now was to kill this toad-like man.

Seeing that the opponent's lightness skill was no slower than his own, he directly reached out and unleashed a Blood Surge Technique.

The surging crimson mist and blood energy crashed into the enemy at an even faster speed, momentarily halting his light-footed movement and knocking him to the ground.

Xi Heng arrived in an instant, and without hesitation, his sword severed one of the man's thick thighs, eliciting a scream of pain.

Although this person is skilled in using concealed weapons and has considerable agility, he is clearly not adept at direct combat.

"No, don't kill me!"

He clearly hadn't expected Xi Heng to possess such a bizarre technique, and panicked immediately upon seeing the sword blade about to fall.

"Wouldn't it be better if you just lay there obediently, using that concealment technique to remain a corpse? You had to provoke me; now you're only heading towards death." Xi Heng placed the blade against the other's neck and asked:

Where is the antidote?

"The antidote?" The strange martial artist's eyes darted around. "I'll get it now, wait, wait—"

As he spoke, he quickly held his breath to suppress the blood flow from the severed thigh and began searching his body with both hands.

He first looked in his sleeve pocket, then rummaged through his clothes, appearing flustered.

After a breath or two, Xi Heng realized that the man was just acting and fooling around. Without hesitation, he pressed the blade down on the enemy's neck and severed his spine.

The other party never expected that Xi Heng would actually kill him directly, and stared wide-eyed in death.

The sword blade sliced ​​across the enemy's chest, unfurling his clothes.

Xi Heng touched the corpse and found that the person's body only had poisoned throwing needles and hidden weapons, but no porcelain bottle or medicine packet that looked like an antidote.

“This guy’s poison seems to be attached to his martial arts... Perhaps there is no antidote, or perhaps he didn’t bring an antidote during the battle…” Xi Heng got up and tried to force the venom out of his wound.

A little black blood flowed from the wound. After carefully sensing it, she realized that the venom seemed to have remained in her meridians.

Toxins in the blood can be expelled directly, but those in the meridians cannot be eliminated directly.

A tingling sensation began to emerge from the side of my shoulder and spread rapidly with the flow of blood.

Xi Heng frowned and used his qi and blood to suppress the effects of the poison, and for a moment he was still able to move around freely.

"This poison isn't life-threatening; it can usually be easily suppressed by one's qi and blood, requiring minimal consumption..." She looked at her palm:

"But once you activate your qi and blood to use a move, the poison will take effect immediately, disturbing your mind during battle and making it difficult to win."

"A poison whose disruptive properties outweigh its lethality... If I retreat from the battlefield now and seek out some renowned physicians in the martial world, I should be able to resolve this. I just need to avoid using my qi and blood while searching for a doctor... It shouldn't be too difficult."

However, Xi Heng actually had two other options.

One method is to directly stabilize the blood state in her body with magic. She only needs to cast the spell once every few days, and the poison in her body will be as if it didn't exist.

However, this would require consuming a certain amount of spiritual energy every few days, which would be troublesome... It would be better to solve this once and for all.

Xi Heng chose the second approach.

Amidst the flames of war and the moonlight, she deftly pulled out the Blood Spirit Stone with a flick of her left hand, as if by magic.

He made a hand seal with his left hand and held the spirit stone to his forehead with his right hand.

The spirit stone emitted a faint red light, leaving a blood-red line on the center of the brow that resembled a flickering candle flame.

Xi Heng released the poison he had been suppressing, bit his index finger, and made a strangely shaped hand seal.

Her finger movements changed several times, and a series of vague and strange sounds came out of her mouth.

After a moment, the girl murmured:

"Heavenly Demon Transformation".

The blood-red line between his brows became even more prominent, emitting a faint glow.

As the blood on his body gathered towards his brow and turned into spiritual light, Xi Heng's skin and complexion gradually turned pale, and the wounds on his body that he had sustained in the battle stopped bleeding.

Although she appeared sickly and weak, in reality, as the Heavenly Demon Transformation was activated, her mind became clearer, her heartbeat accelerated, and her internal energy and blood were rejuvenated and increased again.

Moments later, Xi Heng returned to his peak condition before the siege began, even stronger than before.

As one's mental capacity grows, one's eyesight also expands, and one's vision becomes increasingly broader.

She looked again at the two martial artists at the very center of the battlefield.

While Xi Heng was chasing down the enemy general, the battle between the experts over there had intensified.

Zhao Wanli brandished his silver spear, creating a continuous whistling sound. Although he only had one spear in his hand, the spear shadows appeared to be dozens of times as he swung it.

The interlocking spear shadows together form the shape of a dragon's head.

The silver dragon opened its mouth and roared, crashing into the giant axe that was being wielded.

The giant axe was raised high and swung violently, its blade as large as a person's chest and abdomen, carrying a gust of wind and immense force as it pressed down on the silver dragon spear.

The weapons clashed, but the immense force they carried was like an unstoppable torrent, and they immediately struck each other with a thunderous roar.

The earth trembled, and the sky shook.

Standing at a distance, Xi Heng gradually discerned, through his enhanced perception amplified by the Heavenly Demon Transformation, what kind of martial arts those two Transformation Realm warriors had learned.

Zhao Wanli's silver dragon spear was clearly similar to the spear technique used by Ma Yi, the commander of the Imperial Guards, which she had seen in the palace in her previous life.

As for Fang Tiande, who was wielding a long-handled giant axe, Xi Heng was quite familiar with every move he made—she had memorized the entire martial arts manual.

The martial art practiced by the opponent was the "Geng Vajra Axe Technique," also known as the Martial Art of the War King.

Its moves have an incredibly wide range of power and are indestructible. No matter which side of the area is a martial artist with internal strength, they dare not get close, for fear of being grazed by its edge. Anyone who brushes against it will be injured, and anyone who touches it will die.

Only those who have reached the Transformation Realm or are completely fearless can join their battle.

Although Xi Heng was not afraid of death, he felt that he could not do anything by getting close, so he first turned his gaze to the location of another martial artist of the Transformation Realm on the side beam.

Compared to Fang Tiande or Zhao Wanli, that martial artist with the Transformation Realm was clearly much weaker, and only three soldiers with the Dark Force Realm at the Great Perfection level were needed to restrain him.

Although the soldiers and generals could not break through his golden light defense, the three of them worked together and did not immediately fall into defeat.

Among the three who subdued the martial artist, the female general's swordsmanship was fierce, and the shadow of the Bloodline Sword could be faintly seen between the changes in her moves.

This appears to be a martial artist who once practiced the Bloodline Sword, but has now switched to another sword technique with a similar style.

If they met under normal circumstances, Xi Heng would definitely chase after them to ask questions, to find out why they switched to this path, what kind of swordsmanship they were learning, and whether they could reach the level of Transformation Realm.

But she was in the midst of a major battle and didn't have time to ask.

Having inspected the two battlefields where the cultivators had reached the Transformation Realm, Xi Heng decided to deal with one of them first.

She turned and rushed to the side, raising her longsword to prepare her attack, staring intently at the rebel who was radiating golden light. The memory of using the Yueyin Sword flashed between her brows, vividly recalled in her mind.

A murderous intent erupted in an instant. Xi Heng's mind was highly focused. Everything in the world around him slowed down, and his mind was as still as an ancient well, with only the word "kill" remaining.

The distance of several meters was covered in an instant, and the blade pierced through the air like a red meteor in the night sky.

A gust of wind erupted from the sharp blade, and as the sword of Yueyin arrived at the enemy's neck with unparalleled speed, golden light suddenly burst forth.

The overflowing golden light obscured her vision, and Xi Heng frowned slightly. Her sword seemed to have struck a diamond and suddenly stopped.

Even if she encounters an impenetrable wall, she can still plunge her sword blade directly into it.

But upon encountering this yellow light, it became difficult to advance any further.

The immense force was deflected by the golden light, and Xi Heng's wrist trembled, dislocating directly.

She frowned, and then the golden light grew even brighter, as if it were about to crash into her—

Xi Heng felt threatened and gritted his teeth, backing down.

Even if you react with amplified eyesight, you still can't dodge the speed of the main body.

The force of the truck's impact threw her body into the air, sending her crashing dozens of meters away.

Although Xi Heng was immune to pain in the state of the Heavenly Demon Transformation, the feeling of weakness and being unable to resist it still made her quite uncomfortable.

Her body crashed to the ground with a loud thud and a dent; she felt as if her internal organs were about to shatter.

Normally, this single blow would have been enough to knock her unconscious on the spot.

“Even a weaker form of Transformation Realm is still Transformation Realm. The difference in strength between Transformation Realm and Dark Realm is like heaven and earth…” Xi Heng exhaled, lay flat on his back on the ground, and raised his hands.

He used his left hand to straighten his dislocated right hand, and his qi and blood helped to adjust the slightly disordered muscles and bones in his body. Then he stood up and looked back at the battlefield.

The powerful sword strike that had been unleashed earlier had its effect, thinning the golden light around the rebel's body considerably.

After a few more rounds of attrition, we can surely shatter the golden light protecting its body and then try to kill it.

The three officers and soldiers were still holding the situation back; none of them dared to launch a reckless attack like Xi Heng.

Although the Heavenly Beam Transformation Realm expert had strong defense, his offensive moves and speed were only average, and after so long, he still hadn't managed to kill anyone.

"No wonder he was restrained by the soldiers and officers, he's just a tough bastard." Xi Heng clicked his tongue.

"continue."

She got up again, first taking a few slow steps, then increasing her speed as she charged towards the martial artist with extremely strong defensive capabilities.

The group of people there were surprised to see that she hadn't died despite being hit by the golden light and was instead charging at them again.

"How could you..." Even the martial artist who had reached the Transformation Realm paused and asked subconsciously.

"Because I haven't killed you yet!" Xi Heng interrupted the other party, and charged forward again with his sword.

The enemy raised his halberd horizontally and quickly blocked the slash.

Xi Heng sheathed his sword, pivoted on his right foot and rotated his left foot, briefly gathering momentum before launching an upward strike.

The longsword phantom fell smoothly to the left side before the wrist twisted and slashed upwards.

There was almost no pause between the two sword strikes. Seeing that the golden light on the enemy's body still blocked the attack, Xi Heng turned around and slashed horizontally, continuing his upward thrust—

Clangs rang out one after another.