Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

After all, even if one's overall combat strength is close to the peak of Foundation Establishment, there must be areas where one is not very good at something.

For example, she is not as good at illusion magic as the dead woman in the yellow dress, and her physical resistance and recovery ability before transforming into a dragon are not as good as the monster in front of her.

"With the corrosive power of the resentful fire, we should be able to quickly destroy this thing."

Xi Heng glanced at the few remaining embers of resentment still burning inside the hall behind him.

Just now, in order to test the lethality, she only used the intense heat of the Clear Flame Technique and the physical destructive power of the condensed resentment fire, without using the resentment of the spirit fire itself.

There's no need to do that anymore.

Ahead, the serpentine monster had already swiftly traversed dozens of meters, its protruding, bizarre head opening its mouth to reveal sharp teeth, spewing out multicolored venom from glands in its throat.

The girl sidestepped and moved dozens of meters away.

In the blink of an eye, the venom, once sprayed out, quickly spread and covered half of the courtyard in front of the palace.

The strangely colored liquid melted the snow and left chaotic marks on the ground.

The highly toxic substance then spontaneously vaporizes and disperses into the air.

Xi Heng activated the Crimson Phoenix Sword Scripture, spinning the sword to create a fiery effect on the blade, protecting it from the corrosive poisonous mist.

He then drew his sword and stepped forward, crushing the snow.

A figure burst forth, and a sharp blade arrived in an instant.

The viscous, snake-like monster reacted swiftly, already turning around to bite.

Xi Heng then bent down halfway, lowering his center of gravity so that most of his body was pressed against the ground.

Having narrowly escaped the serpent's attack, the sharp blade that had been in front of him broke through the protective aura and pierced into the serpent monster's flesh.

The girl stood up and slapped her sword. A burst of fire immediately covered the hilt, and the fire on the blade, which was already embedded in the enemy's body, erupted again.

The intense heat within him caused the basilisk to writhe and roar.

The shrill sound was exceptionally piercing; if the surrounding area had not been obscured by illusions, it would have traveled for thousands of meters.

The girl simply clicked her tongue and muttered "So noisy," then leaped up to dodge the snake's head's sweeping attack, simultaneously unleashing sword energy as she spun her blade.

The sharp sword energy, tinged with a fiery hue, severed the snake monster's tail, separating its lower body.

The cross-sectional wound was burning with flames, quickly charred and difficult to heal.

The snake demon howled, and half of the talismanic characters on its upper scales lit up.

Thin snakes formed from streaks of light, emerging from the traces of venom on the ground and quickly emerging.

Xi Heng glanced at it, then waved his hand, unleashing a burst of fiery color that covered the snow and venomous snakes on the ground.

The smell of burning spread rapidly, and countless newly manifested snakes trembled as if they were being boiled in oil. The snake demon itself seemed to be suffering from severe pain and was unable to fight back.

She shook her head slightly, turned her sword to the side, and swiftly ran away.

The flaming blade swiftly sliced ​​through large sections of the snake demon's flesh, tearing open the skin and drawing blood.

The sword energy, imbued with intense flames, wreaked havoc within his body, reducing his original regenerative abilities to almost nothing.

The viscous, transparent liquid on its surface also evaporated rapidly when scorched by the fire.

Xi Heng sliced ​​the snake demon's head from its midsection with his sword.

The sharp blade pierced through the skull, slicing the bright yellow snake eye in two.

Just as the basilisk was about to turn its head and fight back with all its might, the girl slapped forward with her left hand, and her palm burst forth with intense resentful flames like a flamethrower, covering its entire head.

A deafening roar filled the air, flames roared, and charred flesh and scales splattered and exploded like wood.

The intense resentment within the crimson flames devoured the basilisk's already fragmented consciousness, causing its swaying body to fall to the ground, leaving it only with a trembling, twitching appearance.

The girl threw the longsword aside and guided it back into its sheath with a spiritual light.

He stared at the burning corpse of the serpent monster before him and shook his head again.

"To cultivate such a fire-elemental technique in the Fire Hell, I really don't know what you were thinking."

As Xi Heng approached the snake's head, the monster's head gradually expanded to the size of half a human body.

She gestured with her fingers to make sure her storage bag couldn't hold it all, then stopped and decided to leave it alone.

He simply activated the resentful fire residing in the recently purified fire fragment and used the illusion of the spirit-locking array to conceal the chaotic field before him.

At least to the naked eye, it has returned to its former smooth appearance.

As the illusionary spell covered the chaotic scene with a calm one, Xi Heng recalled the battle just now and muttered to himself:

"Perhaps it's because I pulled it out before it had fully molted, which is why it's weaker?"

"But it doesn't matter."

She had absolutely no interest in this strange and not very powerful evil martial art.

His mind was only focused on killing the next enemy.

The illusionary magic of the Soul-Locking Array completely covered the chaos on the ground.

She then put her black robe and hood back on and left the area of ​​buildings covered in snakeskin patterns.

Continuing along the edge of the Seven Alliance, he transformed into an unnoticed black shadow, wandering through secluded streets and alleys.

The next closest heretical cultivator was a body cultivator who had collected a large amount of cultivators' essence and blood and used blood techniques to temper his body.

Generally speaking, body cultivators have quite strong resistance, so the actual effects of spells and sword energy should be weakened.

Xi Heng planned to continue using the vengeful fire—faced with such an attack imbued with a large amount of resentment, fire-wielding cultivators without experience in dealing with vengeful spirits and ghosts generally could not offer any effective resistance.

Halfway there, she suddenly felt a slight fluctuation coming from the Pure Fire Emblem she had placed in her storage bag.

So he slowed down, stopped in the snow-covered alley, and took out the Purifying Flame Emblem to sense the fluctuations.

“Through the battle of the two bodies, Yin Wanluan realized that I was engaged in war…” she murmured to herself.

The other party asked her whether she was practicing the techniques or had already begun implementing the plan.

Xi Heng remembered telling Yin Wanluan that he would be setting off soon before he took action.

I suppose this inquiry was just a final confirmation.

She then replied with an affirmative statement.

Just a few seconds later, the aura reappeared.

Yin Wanluan responded, her words seemingly tinged with surprise:

"When you said 'recently,' you meant the last few days, not months or years?"

"..." The white-haired girl in the black robe twitched her lips.

Although it is known that the concept of time of cultivators is slightly different from that of mortals.

But is such a big difference really necessary?

“That’s right,” Xi Heng replied.

"I will arrange for a fake death substitute as soon as possible. Please return to Youxu Sect once after the war ends." The other party hesitated for a moment before replying with this sentence.

Xi Heng simply agreed and continued on his way.

As we passed a square along the way, we heard a melodious sound, like someone reciting poetry, as if they were giving a sermon.

She listened quietly from a distance, but all she heard were some precautions for regulating the meridians and circulating the qi vortex. The preacher's explanation was vague and unclear, so there was no need to listen.

If you listen attentively to this sermon, you may find your spiritual progress hindered by a multitude of thoughts.

Even so, there were still dozens of people listening below.

The girl glanced at them casually and felt that not all so-called cultivators were knowledgeable and wise.

In reality, their minds and logic are not much different from ordinary people.

Xi Heng chuckled softly and ignored him.

……

The evil cultivators we're about to kill are located in a rather ordinary-looking mansion.

However, its appearance is not the white walls and yellow tiles commonly seen in the Fire Hell, but rather resembles the blue tiles of the mortal world.

It is planted with a large number of pine trees, and even when covered with a layer of snow in the depths of winter, the deep green color beneath them cannot be hidden.

She scanned the courtyard with her divine sense and found it as still and peaceful as a stagnant pool.

Fine snowflakes drifting in the air landed on the pine needles, weighing down a tassel.

The snow-covered pine needles fell, and the branches snapped back.

The black-robed girl, walking amidst the snow, slowly drew her long sword and simultaneously conjured an illusion that enveloped the small courtyard.

He exhaled a faint, warm breath, which drifted away and disappeared among the fine snow of deep winter.

Her divine sense had already locked onto a cultivation room behind the main house in the courtyard, which was shrouded by a spirit-gathering array used for seclusion.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air.

"The information from the previous investigation was correct; this person is also currently in seclusion," Xi Heng thought to himself.

Just now, when she faced the serpentine monster that was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, she was unaware of its techniques and abilities, which allowed it to escape the fire fox's bite.

This time, let's try to deliver a fatal blow.

She withdrew part of her divine sense to avoid alerting the enemy.

Then, he stopped more than a hundred meters away from his opponent, closed his eyes, and slowly expanded his sword heart domain.

Seconds later, she had clearly memorized every detail within the 200-meter radius.

In the cultivation room, a robust body cultivator covered his entire body with his essence and blood, relying on his skin and flesh to absorb it and nourish his body.

The layer of blood covering its body surface is accompanied by the beating of its heart.

Xi Heng continued to approach silently, his sword intent and sword spirit constantly gathering on the green blade longsword in his hand.

The snow was covered with smooth footprints.

The blade was slightly raised and held against the shoulder.

The layers of amplification and accumulation of power caused the sword to emit a sharp, white aura even before it was swung.

Approaching within a hundred meters, Xi Heng calmly stopped, the tip of his sword aimed at the person within the Sword Heart Domain who had not yet been awakened.

The next moment, her toes left no trace on the snow, and the girl's figure flashed through two corridors, shattering the wooden walls and doors with a crack.

Like lightning, it pierced straight through, and in the instant before the enemy was still meditating and had not yet come to their senses, the tip of the blade was driven into their skull—penetrating their brain.

This was not enough to quell the situation. Just as the blade pierced through, Xi Heng used the Qingyan Technique to unleash resentful flames that enveloped his entire body.

The intense heat completely burned away the thick layer of blood on the body's surface, scorching the skin and causing it to sizzle.

The man's stiff body suddenly relaxed for a moment, his head drooped, and his muscles trembled.

Blood and pus flowed from beneath the skin scorched by the flames of resentment, and then rapidly sublimated in the intense heat.

The white-haired girl, who had successfully launched a surprise attack, waited a few seconds before slowly retracting her cyan blade.

Witnessing the vengeful flames gradually burning the man's body into remains, Xi Heng nodded slightly:

"The ability to launch surprise attacks has not diminished."

Just as she was about to try to cut off the other person's head, the Pure Fire Emblem hanging at her waist rippled again.

"What is it now?" She picked up the emblem and began to translate the fluctuations on it:

"Yin Wanluan just received news... The leader of the Seven Sects Alliance, along with five Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, launched a surprise attack on the Qing Shi Temple on Tianxi Peak under the pretext of stealing Dao techniques from the Pure Fire Sect's array cultivators?"

"Huh?" Xi Heng blinked as he stood next to the charred body.

On the south side of the Fire Prison, in the Qing Shi Temple on Tianxi Peak, there is the only array cultivator belonging to the Pure Fire Sect whose cultivation has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment.

If this person is killed by the enemy, war will inevitably break out.

Therefore, there is no need for Xi Heng to carry out any more assassinations.

It seems that the Seven Sects Alliance is well aware that a major battle between the two factions is inevitable, and wants to gain an advantage in advance.

In short, if this is true, she will no longer need to kill evil cultivators and disrupt the relationship between the two sides—because war has already begun.

"So all the cultivators who reached the Foundation Establishment stage have left...?" The girl sighed, rubbing her forehead.