Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The corpses we saw along the way were mostly in the same horrific state.

"Devouring people's hearts and brains to absorb resentment, although not as effective as the Blood Sea Technique in replacing flesh and blood with spiritual energy, can still be used to study why people can gain power from resentment."

After examining the three corpses, Xi Heng pondered the matter.

Then, from a nearby direction, came the same exclamation as before.

With a helpless expression, she got up again and walked towards the location of the sound source.

Use your inner energy to amplify your voice, simply recite the words towards the source of the sound, and call out to the other person to come here.

Within ten seconds, Xi Heng, who was rushing over, heard the rustling sound of the bushes and leaves.

A moment later, a disheveled female warrior emerged from the forest and quickly approached her.

The person's protective energy barrier around the waist and abdomen was broken, leaving them covered in blood.

Having used a considerable amount of internal energy to stabilize his injuries, he was panting heavily and found it difficult to muster the strength to speak.

Xi Heng was a little curious. Only a dozen seconds had passed since the other party was attacked and shouted. How could a martial artist at the Transformation Realm be so seriously injured in such a short time?

Even though Huang Lie, who had fallen into demonic possession, was only at the Transformation Realm, he shouldn't have such a strong suppressive force, even if he could defeat him.

She first looked behind her and saw that the demon had not followed. After waiting for the demon to calm down, she asked it a question.

"Huang Lie has honed his skills to the highest level... He can seal people's five senses with his sword intent. I was the only one who could barely call for help. I heard His Majesty's message and risked my life to escape to this place."

After offering a feeble explanation, the man coughed several more times.

Xi Heng didn't pay much attention to the other person's condition, only focusing on what the person said.

Previously, when she used the Sword of Despair, she could also use sword intent to create an effect similar to sealing off the five senses.

The Sword of Despair unleashes its sword essence, creating half of the domain's effect.

It can cause targets within the sword's influence range, those pointed at by the sword blade, to become mentally sluggish and unable to react.

Such a powerful force that shakes the soul is something she cannot control at will, even now.

But from what the survivor in front of him said, Huang Lie seemed to be able to master this power and also seal off his five senses.

"Perhaps the Sword of Resentment has a special effect that can amplify the sword heart... Let's study it carefully."

Xi Heng magically conjured a pale golden Dragon Transformation Pill from the air and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

The dragon energy within his body dispersed, and his perception increased several times over.

The dragon's aura swept across the skin, revealing fine scales on the neck and subtle scale patterns on the cheeks. It then flowed through the brain, growing sharp dragon horns.

With the dragon's perception, as long as the enemy is still in this mountain, it can be found gradually.

It simply requires searching for the other party's presence and clues like a detective, which is a rather troublesome process.

The girl opened her eyes, which had now transformed into the beastly pupils of a dragon, displaying a crimson-gold hue.

With a slight shift in his field of vision, his gaze fell upon the bloody hole in the waist of the wounded man beside him, and he could immediately sense a sinister and brutal aura emanating from it.

She easily recognized the aura, and even fainter, similar auras scattered throughout the space were easily discerned by her dragon eyes—as if a pale mist were guiding her way.

Following the guidance of the aura, Xi Heng strode forward.

Their footsteps traversed the jungle and bushes, and before long they arrived at the area where the demons had ravaged the land.

The ground was covered with broken vegetation and traces of demons and ghosts.

The girl bent down slightly, reached out and brushed aside the grass and twigs, and saw footprints that emitted a black aura.

The sensation of Qi became increasingly clear.

Then, she suddenly turned around and walked further down into the shimmering light.

Senior Sister Hongmiao followed closely behind, along with the survivor from before.

Beyond the grass, cliffs, dirt roads, or mountain steps, you reach another open platform on the north side of the mountain.

Xi Heng suddenly stopped and looked around.

The evil aura stopped here, probably not far away, but somehow it managed to evade her senses.

The two people behind him followed, hesitatingly asking, "Is that guy here...?"

"It's right here." The girl nodded and asked the survivor behind her, "What did Huang Lie look like when he attacked you just now?"

"The whole body was shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see clearly; it was terrifying," the other person sighed.

“Black aura…” Xi Heng slowly drew his longsword and carefully examined it.

In the silence, the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air suddenly exploded, and something rapidly approached from behind.

She immediately turned around and swung her sword at the thing.

A red line, followed by a white streak, streaked across the sky. Only when the sword energy was unleashed did the field of vision encompass the incoming object—a sword energy or saber energy resembling a whistling black mist.

The solidified white marks collided with the diffused black mist, shattering together like ceramics colliding.

"Not bad." Xi Heng became a little interested.

The clash of sword energies just now showed that their power was almost equal.

However, she only used three-tenths of her strength just now.

However, the monster behind, shrouded in black mist and whose appearance was obscured, clearly did not notice this. Seeing that the two sword energies were equally powerful, the initial hesitation caused by the strong aura quickly dissipated, and it continued its fierce attack.

As soon as the black mist sword energy was dispersed, the monster that had been shrouded in black mist and whose appearance was obscured was revealed.

The black mist concealed the creature's attack posture; at most, it could only be seen that the creature was lying prone on the ground.

Even when lying down, his height is still comparable to Xi Heng's.

Its physical form is more like a monster from legends, and it is very different from humans.

As the object shuddered, a surge of black mist erupted, rapidly spreading like a large smoke bomb.

"Is it this kind of trick again?" Xi Heng shook his head.

She had previously suffered setbacks on the northern frontier battlefield due to obstructed vision, so she naturally had a solution now.

Suddenly, the blade in his hand spun, and the sword wind from the point of impact immediately dispersed the black mist.

"Ah—" The monster's roar was as mournful and eerie as a crow's.

Although the black mist was blown away, the enemy's offensive did not stop. With a strange roar, the sword heart and resentment spread rapidly.

Xi Heng's movements suddenly froze, as if the many grievances that had appeared in his mind were rapidly multiplying and spreading from his heart. The resentment turned into darkness, and the darkness blinded his eyes and enveloped his sense of hearing and touch.

However, since she herself had no resentment or hatred, she could easily dispel it with her primordial energy.

Her vision returned in an instant, only to see that the monster had not rushed towards her, but instead charged towards Senior Sister Hongmiao, whose cultivation level was lower.

But for some reason, my senior sister was also able to break free from the enemy's sword intent in an instant, and even counterattack with a sword thrust when faced with the monster shrouded in black mist.

A red line streaked across the sky, and Xi Heng also lent a helping hand, turning his left hand, which was not holding a sword, into a delicate orchid finger gesture, before bursting forth towards the monster.

The power of primordial chaos was unleashed, leaving white streaks in the air, which, together with the conspicuous red line unleashed by the senior sister, struck the evil monster.

The black mist monster hadn't even gone halfway when it was hit by two attacks simultaneously, and its figure suddenly stopped.

bang——

Immediately afterwards, as if hit by a truck, he was thrown far away with tremendous force, and the black mist that had enveloped his body immediately dissipated.

As the monster crashed to the ground, it finally revealed its hideous appearance.

The thing had grayish skin, bulging muscles all over its body, and cracks all over its surface. Black mist and fog leaked out from between the cracks, and it crawled on the ground like a wild beast.

His limbs were thick and his hands and feet were sharp. His skull protruded forward like that of a wild beast. His body was covered with coarse hair that could not cover him up. He looked like a werewolf with hair loss, and he had no beauty at all.

The girl said knowingly, "No wonder it's called a monster by its own companions; it really has lost all its human form..."

The black mist monster, struck by her finger, did not die instantly from having its chest pierced like the black-robed man in the inn earlier; it merely collapsed to the ground momentarily from the immense force.

Xi Heng paused, then pointed his longsword, which was already brimming with power, forward.

The rapier steadily sliced ​​through the sky, leaving a white sword mark that continued to radiate outwards.

Immediately afterwards, the sword mark spread from space to the monster's body.

Even if the opponent unleashed their full power, they could not withstand such a powerful attack in the slightest.

A sword wound appeared on his abdomen.

The monster gritted its teeth and struggled, howling in pain, but it couldn't stop its abdomen from tearing apart. At most, it could only use its strength to slightly alleviate the pain of its internal organs being squeezed out.

Amidst the excruciating pain, the savagery in the monster's eyes seemed to dissipate slightly, and a hint of human struggle gradually appeared in its pupils.

Immediately afterward, disregarding its injuries, it turned around with all its might, not daring to linger for even a second longer, and ran wildly away to escape.

"So weak." Xi Heng shook his head.

She had thought that this monster, as the former leader of Huangmei Mountain and tainted with evil magic and demonic energy, would pose a challenge to her.

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Volume 1: Chapter 146, The Old Man Who Should Die

The female warrior, who had fought the black mist monster before Xi Heng and barely survived, was clearly incredulous at the monster's disheveled escape.

"They escaped...?"

Not long ago, she witnessed the demonic monster easily slash two cultivators at the waist with a single claw strike.

But when the monster encounters His Majesty, it is easily defeated in just a few moves.

In the hands of demons and evil spirits, ordinary martial artists at the Transformation Realm are no match at all.

However, in His Majesty's eyes, who was at the Transformation Realm, such a bizarre and terrifying monster could be defeated in just a few moves.

As a relatively young expert in the Transformation Realm, she thought her own strength and talent were already quite good.

But even with such talent, he is simply not qualified to be compared with His Highness the Emperor before him.

Her spirits were slightly dampened, and she began to believe some of the rumors she had heard.

For example, legend has it that His Majesty the Emperor is the incarnation of a true god from heaven, who descended to earth to create a peaceful and prosperous world, save people, slay demons and monsters, and spread the great Dao.

Originally, most martial artists with advanced cultivation levels disdained such rumors, believing that she was merely using her status as a princess to win people's hearts and spreading such statements only to consolidate her throne.

But today, we have no choice but to believe it.

He can easily repel evil spirits... and his talent and strength far surpass those of ordinary people.

The realm beyond the Transformation Realm, which even the most talented martial artists have struggled to grasp for centuries, has been mastered by this woman who looks relatively young, and she has generously imparted the methods to achieve it...

After all these actions, the idea of ​​a divine incarnation seems to be less unacceptable now.

If she isn't a goddess, then who in the world is?

The female warrior watched the dark gray monster's disheveled retreating figure and sighed inwardly.

Xi Heng noticed the man's unusual behavior but ignored him.

After repelling the enemy, she did not immediately pursue them, but slowly approached Senior Sister Hongmiao.

"That initial surge of resentment was quite troublesome. How is Senior Sister?"

"It's alright." After swinging her sword, Senior Sister Hongmiao briefly regained the composure she once had as a senior sister of the Red Thread Sword Academy: "Among the martial arts techniques I practice, there are some related to sword heart and sword intent, so this kind of attack still can't hurt me."

"Senior sister is amazing," Xi Heng casually praised.

"You're making it sound like that, it would have been better if I hadn't said anything at all." But the senior sister only smiled bitterly, shaking her head and looking at the fleeing monster in the distance: "Shall we chase after it and kill it?"

"No rush." ​​She wanted to study the so-called Resentment Technique a little more: "Take your time."

He slowly stepped forward, following the monster's footsteps.

Senior Sister Hongmiao naturally followed behind, while the martial artist behind them, seeing that they had fallen behind, quickly caught up.

Before long, more martial arts masters rushed over after hearing the monster's howls, only to find the area empty except for a pool of black blood on the smashed stone slabs, marked with the monster's huge footprints.

Wisps of black smoke still lingered in the air, stretching into the distance.

Looking up, one could see the black mist pointing far towards the mountain peak.

So the group followed this only clue, heading towards the thicket and then toward the distant main peak.

……

Xi Heng and his senior sister were the first to reach the summit, where they saw the tall pavilion and the large number of corpses piled up around it once again.