Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

But the power of this sword does not rely on speed or strength, but on the power of the mind.

The sword's concentrated power, sweeping across heaven and earth, sends a mighty gale, blizzard, and thunder towards the enemy.

Along the way, fireballs and other magical spells were destroyed and scattered, turning into a ball of flames that dissipated. Wooden spikes were also shattered into pieces, and even the shapes constructed by illusions became transparent and disappeared under the howling wind.

The small golden shield swelled even larger as the howling wind arrived, and the seven elders of the alliance on the city wall used all their strength, their hair flying everywhere, their faces red as they gritted their teeth and resisted.

The two collided, shattering with a loud bang.

Crackling sounds came one after another, and golden cracks flashed on the surface of the phantom that enveloped the city wall, rapidly expanding and spreading.

The elder of the Seven Alliance stared wide-eyed, and the small golden shield he had offered in front of him was now clearly cracked.

click -

The small shield split in two, and the phantom outside the wall exploded like fireworks at the same time.

The snow tornado broke through the golden light, and everything it touched was destroyed with unstoppable force.

The thick, solid wall was sliced ​​apart by the sharp blade without any resistance, shattering into scattered stones, and even the center was ground to dust.

Smaller pebbles were gathered by the sword heart tornado and scattered again by the forward impact, turning into dust and forming a thick fog that obscured the view.

Xi Heng closed his eyes and sensed with his heart.

The sturdy wall protected by the array failed to stop the sword energy, and naturally, the cultivators above were no different.

When their bodies touched the tornado, they were quickly torn apart as if they were in a meat grinder, swirling together with the rubble from the broken city walls beneath them. Their blood mixed with dust and snow, adding a unique hue to the gray-white sky.

The city wall shattered and collapsed with a loud crash, revealing a circular hole tens of meters wide amidst the dust. The strongholds and houses behind it were also destroyed, as if it had just been swept away by a legendary giant monster.

Dozens of signs of life were scattered, but no corpses were found on the ground, only some colored dust on the ground.

As the dust settled, the once towering city walls, along with the strongholds behind them, were mostly reduced to ruins.

Xi Heng exhaled softly and spread the blade of his weapon.

Immediately afterwards, he casually drew a gust of wind and gently pushed it forward.

The wind and snow howled forward, dispersing the fog in just a few seconds.

The girl trudged through the dust, leaving behind a trail of footprints.

Step over the rubble like stairs and enter the ruins.

This time, no one could stop them from crossing the area.

Even if there are still living people in the stronghold, as long as they stretch their eyes out from the ruins and look at her, their killing intent will turn into countless chilling attacks, making them tremble and freeze on the spot.

She spared the lives of the remaining survivors, turned the bladeless hilt of her sword, and hung it back at her waist like a jade pendant.

The pace gradually quickened, lightness skill gathered at the toes, and with each step, a blood-red shadow disappeared into the distance.

Xi Heng had entered and exited Shigu Market several times and knew the location of the Pure Fire very clearly. Even outside the market, he could easily calculate its location.

Using his light-footed skills, the layout of the market's buildings came into view in no time.

In order to avoid any further obstacles, she also used her own shielding talisman to conceal her aura, adding to the concealment of the Netherworld Gate.

The black robes of the Netherworld Sect had been damaged in the previous battle, and the spells that concealed their figures were also broken, so they could only use illusion magic, which they were not very skilled at, as a substitute.

After entering the market, she deliberately took the side alleys, and no one noticed her for the time being.

“Many shantytowns have been built around the market... There must be many survivors of the Jinghuo Bendu fire who have come here.” Xi Heng looked around as he moved stealthily.

Within the Fire Hell, the Pure Fire Capital and the Seven Sect Alliance's sect district are the largest gathering places for people, followed by Tianxi City and Shigu Market.

Both areas have now been affected by the disaster, and the damage has spread to both regions.

She didn't pay much attention and walked at a steady pace. In less than fifteen minutes, she arrived at the center of the market area from the edge.

He leaped onto a rooftop and gazed at the location of the fire altar.

Unexpectedly, she could not see the flames.

The altar of pure fire, which should have been exposed to the open air and displayed itself to the world, was now shrouded in a palace-like building, and its outer perimeter was heavily sealed off.

The wide roads have been transformed into residential areas, with a variety of buildings in a chaotic mix, some resembling ancient mansions and others like sect temples.

These buildings are clearly in the style of the Seven Alliance.

Xi Heng leaned forward slightly, looking somewhat troubled.

The Seven Alliance has already occupied part of the city center of Shigufang, and even the Torch of Purification has become their possession.

If you want to borrow it, you either have to sneak in secretly or force your way through as you did before.

She had no intention of communicating with the other party, believing that after the commotion just now, the Seven Sect Alliance would not have any goodwill towards her.

"Let's try infiltrating first, and if we're discovered, we can just charge in..."

Gently pinching his fingers, he silently sensed the wisp of resentful fire he had sent into the purifying fire split before him, and determined the limit of his ability to activate the Spirit Transformation Technique—the power of the purifying fire seemed to have weakened considerably, and this range had shortened considerably.

Incidentally, it was also confirmed that the clean fire here has not been contaminated by other fires and can be used.

Xi Heng did not set off immediately, but instead turned his attention to searching for the Seven Alliance cultivators who had been implanted with resentful flames by him.

The deep red flames burning in his hand revealed the current situation of those cultivators.

"..."

It seems... only one person is left dead, and due to incurable injuries sustained in the great battle, he has to go into seclusion to recuperate.

She blinked, extinguishing her resentment and no longer paying attention.

Focus your attention on what's in front of you, using your sword intent to observe the roads within the complex and the distribution of cultivators.

Then, without a sound, he stepped onto the ground, his ghostly figure sweeping across a street unnoticed.

After turning several times and moving silently for hundreds of meters like a gentle breeze, the first patrolling guard monk came into view.

Xi Heng crouched at a corner, extending his left hand out of the wall and using the secret techniques of the Youxu Sect to spread illusory dust.

The dust, like a thin mist, approached the cultivator on the road, enveloping him before she walked around the corner and passed in front of him, passing through a doorway.

Before me stood a large, U-shaped building, with a mansion built in the center to cover the place where the fire was kept.

She used illusion magic several times to conceal the senses of the surrounding cultivators before entering through the south gate.

There were no guards patrolling inside, but the cultivators inside were far more powerful than those on the outer perimeter.

Xi Heng sensed two Foundation Establishment cultivators in her sword heart. One of them immediately turned his gaze towards her location, and only withdrew his gaze when he did not detect any aura.

He had no choice but to suppress his sword heart perception to avoid being directly detected by someone with a higher cultivation level.

The pace of life has therefore slowed down.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Xi Heng stepped into the shadows and concealed himself using a secret technique.

Wait until others have passed before continuing on.

After spending several minutes navigating around most of the U-shaped building, I finally came across a small door that opened inwards.

Behind it was a spacious courtyard that resembled a family garden. On both sides of the stone path, there were many small white trees without flowers or leaves. Their dry and cracked branches stretched upwards, like withered white arms reaching out to the sky, but never touching it.

The distance to the Pure Fire was not far. If it were the Pure Fire three or four years ago, this distance would have been enough to activate the teleportation technique to send her away.

But for some reason today, we need to get quite close.

There were no cultivators behind the door, but the sounds of testing techniques and conversations could be heard from the back of the hall.

Xi Heng pondered for a moment, then walked straight out of the room.

She figured the worst that could happen was she'd be discovered; she could just fight her way out.

Since defeating Yi Fei in the mortal realm, her strength has surpassed that of most cultivators in the Fire Hell.

Among these seven alliances, the only one who can rival her is probably the alliance leader...

Furthermore, with the spiritual energy of the Fire Prison now waning, the strength of cultivators is bound to decline, but since she mainly cultivates martial arts, she is not greatly affected.

After careful consideration, Xi Heng concluded that there was no problem, and proceeded into the courtyard quite naturally.

Light snow was falling from the sky, and she still had the mind to catch a few snowflakes and let them melt in her palm.

As fingertips gently rubbed against the delicate skin of the palm, footsteps echoed from inside the main hall.

She looked up and swept her gaze across the hall. From the depths of the hall, a gray-clad young man with several green snakes coiled around his body emerged.

The girl maintained a calm demeanor and continued walking.

The other person passed by and raised their hand in a natural greeting—this person didn't seem to live here often, but had come on business and didn't know if she was even in this mansion.

Xi Heng calmly returned the greeting, and the two passed each other.

At the same time, she stepped across the threshold and saw a dark red plaque hanging high in the hall of the mansion, with the three characters 'Tenghuo Pavilion' written in thick gold ink.

They continued stepping on the bluestone slabs on the ground, getting closer and closer to the fire.

She leaned against the empty, deserted corridor, turned in the middle, and continued until the end.

The wall at the end of the corridor is made of white stone, which is different from the surrounding materials.

Xi Heng reached out and touched it. This white stone isolated the Pure Fire from the outside world, making it impossible to see what it looked like inside.

However, in any case, she is now only separated from the Pure Fire Split by a wall, which is enough distance, and she can use the Spirit Transformation Technique to teleport away at any time.

As she urged her resentful flames to leave, a deep voice suddenly came from behind the white wall:

"Any news about the other half of the method for creating the fake elixir?"

Xi Heng tilted her head; the guys inside seemed to think she was some kind of contact.

After all, teleportation techniques require time to activate, so she replied:

"There's news."

"Where are you?" the person inside asked calmly.

"The Holy Maiden of Pure Fire, Yin Wanluan, knows the clues," the girl said honestly.

"Nonsense, the news about the fake pill method was spread by her. That person's physical body is destroyed, and her soul has merged with the Pure Fire. How can you ask her?" The other party sneered.

The Pure Fire Split behind the wall received the instruction and began to gather spiritual light around Xi Heng, gradually rotating.

"I don't know about that, you'll have to figure it out yourself." She yawned. "If all else fails, we can just find a way to revive her."

"You're not the messenger of the Demon Gate?!" The person inside reacted quickly and shouted.

The white wall immediately shattered, as if something had burst forth from within.

However, when the figure of the thin man broke through the white wall, his palm, crackling with lightning, sent out towards the rotating spiritual light.

The lightning in his palm scattered the light, but the place was now deserted.

……

After a moment of twisting sensation, Xi Heng slowly opened his eyes.

Before me was a small, white flame, about the size of an ordinary campfire, with a few other fires dotting the surrounding area, illuminating the dark stone steps and rough corridor.

“I’m back…” she exhaled, looked around, and everything was the same as it had been years ago.

Years have passed and nothing has changed—this is what a place for cultivating immortality should look like.

Unlike the Pure Fire Capital outside, which was reduced to ruins and ashes in just three years.

As she relaxed, the people of the Netherworld Sect sensed her arrival; a woman in black robes approached.

"I'm back, it's a bit late." The Holy Maiden of Youxu Sect was not wearing a hood, and her neatly tied-up light golden hair was somewhat conspicuous in the firelight.

That beautiful face, which she hadn't seen in a long time, also caught the girl's eye.

"Don't blame me," Xi Heng said helplessly. "If the saintess in the mortal realm releases her resentment and you don't take the time to contain it properly, your physical body might run into serious problems."

“…There are already enough problems.” She shook her head and said, “The outbreak of the Pure Fire and the burning were not what we wanted. The resulting great victory of the Seven Sect Alliance has almost pushed the sect to the brink of destruction, which has already caused considerable trouble for the Youxu Sect’s operations.”

"The Pure Fire Sect is gone?" The girl tilted her head.

"The sect still exists in Tianxi City, but it can only barely survive. The vice leader is seriously injured, and the leader himself is missing during the Fire of Purification. The war has also weakened the leadership, and now there is no one qualified to lead such a large sect."

"Hmm..." Xi Heng guessed, "It must be that when Yin Wanluan threw herself into the Pure Fire, the weakening of her resentment wasn't enough, forcing her to send out the resentful flames to burn down the Pure Fire Altar."

"We are unable to establish contact with her." This is what the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld Sect, who is an avatar, said: "Now that the Seven Sect Alliance is in power, they are conducting a large-scale search for the method of creating fake pills, claiming that this method can save the Fire Hell."

"How could it be salvaged? Advancing to a fake core is just swallowing the Pure Fire directly, isn't it?" Xi Heng didn't believe it.

"Hundreds of years ago, a pseudo-core cultivator also succeeded in the Fire Hell, but did not absorb an excessive amount of pure fire. Instead, he was able to maintain the pure fire with the power of the pseudo-core, thus achieving stability and longevity. The leader of the Seven Sect Alliance used this incident to demonstrate his authority and began to send cultivators to clean up the resentful zombies and open up the path to the pure fire's true form."