Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The opponent neither dodged nor avoided the sword energy, allowing it to slash across and leave wounds on their skin.

Even if its limbs are severed, it can re-enter the arena as long as the resentment fire fluctuates for a moment.

Xi Heng has yet to find a way to truly harm the other party.

Kenshin can indeed disperse some resentment, but that guy has just too much resentment.

Even if you exhaust your sword spirit, it may not cause much damage.

I had no choice but to try to deplete the enemy's resentment and, during this save/load period, glean the total amount of their resentment.

First, determine the necessary information, then create a strategy when you load the save file later, and proceed slowly—this is a more reliable approach.

Apart from that, all other ideas are basically just wishful thinking...

Zhao Qianqiu pressed down and gathered all his strength to unleash a powerful upward strike, which erupted with resentful flames that enveloped half of the main hall.

Amidst the roaring flames, Xi Heng had nowhere to hide and had no choice but to retreat towards the location of the flag and magical artifact that Shao Xi had planted.

Forcibly suppressing the instinct to retreat, he stepped into the area covered by the magic weapon.

The flames of resentment followed immediately, crashing into the brief array and golden shield formed by the flags.

The immense force pressed down on the golden light, slowly but surely pushing inward.

As the flames of resentment drew ever closer, the white-haired cultivator within the formation bit his fingertip and smeared a drop of his essence blood onto the fluttering array flag.

The runes on the flag's surface immediately lit up, and the surrounding azure spiritual energy vibrated wildly, rapidly being consumed.

The old man's temples bulged and his head felt throbbing, making it difficult for him to continue.

"The spiritual energy is running low, let's retreat first," Shao Xi said urgently.

As Zhao Qianqiu continued to unleash his resentful flames, the pressure on the formation increased.

"Where can we retreat to?" Xi Heng shook his head.

Not to mention that she has already used the Heavenly Demon Transformation, which will gradually deplete the life force of her blood until she dies.

This place is still the center of the capital. If resentment were to erupt, the imperial city would be the first to suffer.

Next, millions of people in the surrounding area, along with their familiar streets and buildings, may be attacked by the vengeful flames.

And those she knows will become so-called vengeful fire puppets.

Xi Heng would not allow the situation to deteriorate to that extent.

Since so many sword strikes have been ineffective, let's try some other methods to deal with the enemy.

She took a talisman from her waist and stuck it directly to the back of the old man beside her.

With a flick of the finger, a burst of spiritual light erupted, and thousands of units of spiritual energy emanated from the talisman, surrounding the recipient.

That wasn't enough; with another wave of his hand, he sent hundreds of blue-green spirit stones falling to the side of his opponent.

Amid the old cultivator's astonished gaze, Xi Heng quickly said, "Hold them off for a while."

Hundreds of blue spirit stones contain two to three hundred thousand units of spiritual energy.

With so much spiritual energy, even if it were to push away the resentful fire directly, it should at least be able to hold it off for a few minutes, right?

During this time, she can do many things.

Zhao Qianqiu approached with light, slow steps from outside the barrier, raising his blazing longsword in his right hand and unleashing a torrent of flames that pushed forward.

"Do you still want to prolong your existence?"

With the spirit stones replenished, the surrounding formation finally stabilized somewhat.

However, as the vengeful spirit continued to unleash raging flames, the surface of the golden shield rippled constantly, resembling a thatched hut under a storm, which could collapse and fall at any moment.

Seeing that time was of the essence, Xi Heng immediately set off, pulling out a stack of talismans with blood-red patterns that resembled playing cards from his waist.

With a flick of his right hand, the cards unfolded, each with a unique pattern on its surface, yet all interconnected.

He flung more than fifty talismans forward, then made a finger gesture and chanted an incantation.

The talisman paper immediately dispersed into pieces from the air, and then gathered together.

The result is a smooth, complex, and eerie blood-patterned painting.

The crimson light then shone, and Xi Heng recited: "Blood is the ocean, I am the fire, sweeping across the world, making all things real."

With his right hand forming a divination gesture and extending forward, he waved his left hand toward the emerging inventory, scattering hundreds of Blood Spirit Stones.

"Love defiles the body, life stains the soul!"

The spirit stone emitted a red light, faintly showing signs of contending with the deep red resentment fire at its front.

"The Blood Sea Great Technique... How many years has it been since I last saw it?"

Zhao Qianqiu watched her casting spells with great interest.

Seeing such skillful movements and chanting, a hint of relief appeared deep in the depths of his eyes, which were veiled by deep red resentment.

After the girl finished reciting the final incantation, she pinched her fingers to the terminal, and the blood patterns on the surface of dozens of hard talismans scattered to the surroundings, and the scarlet light shone in all directions.

The bright light of the blood-red patterns, along with the deep red glow of the resentful fire, filled the entire hall, which was originally dominated by cyan and gold, with a crimson hue, giving one the vague feeling of being in the underworld.

Xi Heng extended his finger upwards, which transformed into a palm, and then slammed it down.

The crimson light dimmed instantly, and the roaring sound of the surging tide rose from nowhere.

A dense black tide surged from the blood-red light, gathering and pressing down on Zhao Qianqiu, who was standing in front of the formation.

The woman, engulfed in flames, tilted her head back slightly, revealing a dense, dark red sky above her.

The next instant, an overwhelming black tide completely enveloped her figure.

The flames of resentment were abruptly contained by the blood, and Shao Xi's pressure immediately decreased.

Xi Heng remained intently focused on Zhao Qianqiu.

Despite being battered by the sea of ​​blood, the opponent remained firmly standing at the bottom of the Black Tide, like a reef that remained unmoved despite the crashing waves.

He clenched his right hand tightly, pushing the sea of ​​blood towards him to the maximum extent.

If it were an ordinary person, even if they were wearing sturdy steel armor, they would inevitably be crushed into a pile of minced meat by the sea of ​​blood.

But against this guy, the crushing effect of the Blood Sea was almost negligible.

Because a layer of resentful fire protected its body, and the Blood Sea's single-target damage was weak, it couldn't even suppress the opponent's flowing black hair, let alone crush it into mincemeat.

Even with all her might, she could only temporarily trap it inside—which was barely enough for her.

Xi Heng advanced to the Core Formation stage, and his first action was to go out and find and kill vengeful ghosts, having already made many preparations.

He reached into his money pouch with his right hand and took out a stack of Thunder-Summoning Talismans.

There were a total of fifty-two, each containing hundreds of units of spiritual energy.

The enemy couldn't hold her tightly, so she summoned thunder talismans and threw them all out.

"shock."

The lightning summoning technique, with over five thousand units of spiritual energy, emitted a blinding white light that pierced through the air and penetrated into the sea of ​​blood.

The thicker medium conducts intense voltage, causing thick, lightning-like cracks to spread throughout the Kuroshio.

Like veins of light, they touched Zhao Qianqiu within them.

White light converged, thunder roared, and the sea of ​​blood began to boil, the violent sounds drowning out all other sounds in the hall.

After a few seconds, the thunder gradually subsided.

Xi Heng narrowed his eyes and saw that the inner layer of the sea of ​​blood had turned charred black, with the deep red light of resentment faintly visible within it.

The sensation of the Blood Sea came through, and it seemed that Zhao Qianqiu was walking in the Blood Sea.

As the charred remains dissipated, the other's figure reappeared amidst the black tide.

Despite being crushed by a sea of ​​blood and struck by thunder, the vengeful ghost's form and appearance remained unchanged, only the vengeful flames around it had diminished slightly.

With the Blood Sea's powerful perception, she quickly determined that the lightning attack had only reduced two or three percent of the enemy's resentment fire...

Thunder is effective against vengeful spirits and resentment. If this technique could be used fifty or sixty more times, it might be able to truly injure them.

But this is really mentally taxing.

At the front, Zhao Qianqiu casually swung his right-hand longsword, tearing a rift in the sea of ​​blood.

The flames of resentment scorched the sea of ​​blood, causing the rift to widen continuously.

Xi Heng once again manipulated the sea of ​​blood into a dragon shape to pounce, but it was only blocked by the opponent raising his hand and releasing resentful fire.

"Leifa is really annoying... It's time to end this."

The opponent arrived in front of the golden light shield, stretched out his right hand, and directly touched the golden light barrier of the magic array.

The barrier emerged and fluctuated continuously, returning to its previous state of near collapse.

Shao Xi gritted his teeth and pulled out a wrist-thick ink brush from his storage bag. He grabbed the surrounding spirit stones and crushed them with his large hand. He then used the tip of the brush to pick up the spirit stone fragments and drew even more eye-catching blue characters in the air.

With a slight forward flick of the brush, it was pushed towards the magic array barrier, firmly adhering to it.

The originally precarious magic array gradually stabilized, and even when the flames of resentment burned upon it, it no longer fluctuated continuously.

As the thick brush continued to draw, cracks appeared on the brush itself.

Before he could write for even ten seconds, the entire brush rotted and broke, spilling onto the ground.

The old cultivator did not stop there. Instead, he took out a square array plate from his pocket, pressed his five fingers on it, and slammed it to the ground.

"The Supreme Lord has decreed: Subdue the demons and banish the monsters for a thousand miles!"

Snapped--

The array plate shattered upon impact with the stone slab on the ground.

A dazzling white line slid out from the array plate, paused for a moment, and then, as if it had found its target, instantly circled the surface of the array barrier at an imperceptible speed.

The golden light was tinged with a dazzling white hue, and no matter how much the resentful fire expanded, it could no longer disturb the magic array.

Zhao Qianqiu frowned and intensified the impact of the resentful fire, but the magic array only showed slight ripples, like water droplets.

"Why are they all for defense? Are there any offensive magic weapons?" Xi Heng, who was also protected by the formation, asked.

The old man Shaoxi sighed:

"In the Pure Fire Realm, I am merely a shopkeeper and array master at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. Offensive array techniques are not my main focus, so I am truly not good at combat..."

Xi Heng sighed, then quickly thought of another approach: "Could we trap her within this magic array as a seal?"

“The array plates, array flags, and array points are all within the array; the vengeful ghosts can easily escape.” The other party still shook his head.

"Is there a way to deal with this guy directly?" Xi Heng's physical attacks are countered by the vengeful ghost, and he has too few lightning spells, so it's still uncertain how to defeat him.

"The only way to deal with resentment is to slowly wear it down." He sighed again, "I never imagined that Tian Zhao's resentment could be manifested in such a short time..."

"Wear it all away..." the girl murmured to herself, "If I can wear down her resentment completely, will I be able to win?"

“This method is absurd and ridiculous. Human minds cannot withstand such great resentment, and it will surely fail,” Shao Xi said as he continued to stabilize the formation.

"There's no other way." But Xi Heng had already disregarded life and death: "We have no choice but to give it a try."

Outside the formation, the resentful flames surged forth once more.

Meanwhile, the surrounding sea of ​​blood has gradually shrunk due to the erosion and burning of the resentful flames, and its power seems to be weakening.

Zhao Qianqiu unleashed a burst of resentful fire with his right hand, but he was still unable to break through the magic array.

Then he drew his flaming sword and slashed fiercely.

It is more powerful and has larger ripples, but the magic array barrier remains sturdy.

Zhao Qianqiu clicked his tongue: "What a turtle shell."

She extinguished the raging flames that were hurtling forward, and also drew back the fiery color that had stained the surface of the surrounding halls and buildings to her own body.

The flames of resentment gathered and grew, and her figure became increasingly enormous.

Gradually, he grew from an average height to a giant five or six meters tall.

The vengeful spirit reached out and swept the flames aside, discarding the short sword in its hand, and then pulled back the black iron greatsword that the black mist monster had previously possessed and grasped it.

The flames of resentment ignited on the surface of the greatsword, several times stronger than when the black mist monster had wielded it.

The greatsword was raised high and slashed fiercely at the golden shield.