Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

A large number of heavy building fragments, along with the corpses, were swept up by the sea of ​​blood and slammed into its protective array, causing the spiritual light to flash frequently.

Among them, the cultivators protecting the formation brought out precious spirit stones, placed them on the center of the formation, and chanted incantations to make the formation even stronger.

The black tide swept across and enveloped the entire formation, and several blood-red dragon heads emerged to continuously collide with it, but they shattered the moment they touched it, leaving not a trace of damage or crack.

In the distance, Xi Heng relaxed his control over the sea of ​​blood, gripped the broken sword burning with white flames from his waist, and then grabbed a crimson hilt formed from resentful fire.

He bent down and moved in an instant, shattering the ground into a spiderweb of cracks.

In just a few seconds, she transformed into a blood shadow, traversing a thousand meters, and rushed into the formation enveloped by the sea of ​​blood.

The broken sword in his left hand, burning with white flames, pierced straight into the array barrier with extraordinary sharpness.

White flames erupted, and Xi Heng spoke:

"You have been purified—"

Instantly, the entire barrier protecting everyone was transformed into pure spiritual energy, which then dispersed freely.

The sea of ​​blood pressed in simultaneously—the sea of ​​blood she had summoned with her own spiritual power was something that even cultivators in the early to mid-stages of Foundation Establishment would have to deal with with great effort.

Most of the Seven Sect Alliance cultivators resisted the overwhelming sea of ​​blood and zombies, but only one powerful cultivator in blue flew towards her.

The man extended a green snake from his sleeve, which quickly stretched to a width and length of tens of meters.

Xi Heng flashed forward, wielding his Fiery Longsword to sever the Green Serpent's head. In an instant, he unleashed several sword energies, tearing through the sky as they attacked.

The green snake was sliced ​​into several pieces of mangled flesh from head to tail, and in the next instant, it also sliced ​​open the enemy's arm.

The man gritted his teeth in pain, then spat out a slender black snake, which struck with absolute speed like a bolt of black lightning.

Before the girl could react, the black snake was already within reach.

She pressed down on the sword with all her might, but the serpentine shape dispersed into countless hair-thin black lines, bypassing the blade and stabbing towards the skin.

The moment the black line touched the pore, before it could even penetrate, a burst of deep red resentment erupted, completely engulfing it.

Xi Heng glanced at his right wrist and saw that the black lines, like living beings, had been eroded by the resentful fire and had lost their threat.

He paid no heed and faced the attacking enemy head-on, slashing away the fiery sword marks.

The opponent managed to block it, but the vast black tide of blood followed closely behind the sword mark, pressing into the array's cavity.

The Seven Sects Alliance had broken through a path from the rear and rushed out, while outside, the Netherworld Sect cultivators released dark chains to entangle with the enemy.

Nearby, the snake cultivator who attacked Xi Heng was unable to escape the sea of ​​blood and was tightly imprisoned by the black tide.

Then, the sea of ​​blood propelled Xi Heng's body, and the blade of resentment and fire pierced straight into the man's heart.

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The thrust of a top-grade spiritual weapon cannot be blocked by the spiritual light shield of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator; the sharp blade pierces through and tears apart the cultivator's physical body.

The other person opened their eyes wide, and blood gushed from their chest.

The next moment, the vengeful fire exploded from within, tearing apart his upper body clothing, chest flesh, and spiritual shield.

The surrounding sea of ​​blood surged in, devouring the scattered flesh and blood of the opponent, and also helping to wash the blood off her sword.

"So weak... The spiritual energy of the Fire Prison is weakening, so are cultivators also becoming weaker?" Xi Heng shook his head, letting the sea of ​​blood carry him upwards.

After rising more than ten meters, their figures broke free from the black tide and they saw, illuminated by the firelight in the city, that the Seven Alliance cultivators had gained the upper hand in their battle against the Netherworld Sect.

She narrowed her eyes and raised her hand to gather a blood dragon from the sea of ​​blood.

Just as the dragon's head materialized and before it could pounce upwards, a purple-clad cultivator, his body crackling with lightning, suddenly turned and stared at them.

"You dare to block my path? Prepare to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar erupted in the sky, and azure lightning illuminated the entire capital city.

Xi Heng looked at the other person and recalled what he had heard before—the leader of the Seven Sect Alliance was known for his powerful thunder magic.

The person before me seems to be the leader of the alliance.

She then raised her twin swords, crossed her arms, and pointed the tips at her formidable opponent, her voice clear and distinct:

"Come."

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Volume 1: Chapter 233, The Black Wind and the Sea of ​​Sin

The outer city of Jinghuo was surrounded by a surging sea of ​​blood below, which churned up the ruins. The sound of the waves was like ten thousand horses galloping. Cultivators could only dodge and defend, as any attack they launched would be swallowed up by the massive sea of ​​blood.

High above, layers of dark, heavy clouds stretched out, obscuring even the slightest glimpse of the setting sun through the gaps in the clouds.

Only the deep blue rumble of thunder echoed continuously, like a swift dragon weaving through the clouds.

Every time it appears or disappears, it shakes the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, atop several towering pavilions and towers that had not yet been washed away or submerged by the sea of ​​blood, two people were facing off.

The middle-aged cultivator shouted for lightning, while the young girl drew her sword, gathering her strength.

Other cultivators could feel the immense power rising from this place and subconsciously looked up.

Lightning flashed above, and an unimaginably thick bolt of lightning, like a dragon of light lying across the thunderclouds or a wound torn open the sky, occupied the most conspicuous position.

The giant lightning bolt branched out rapidly in the blink of an eye, like plant branches, and within half a second it had branched into a tree-like shape.

Dozens of lightning bolts descended from the tail end, causing many cultivators to feel greatly threatened and retreat to the outside.

Even the surging sea of ​​blood below shouldn't have caused them such panic.

As soon as the leader of the Seven Alliances summoned the form of thunder magic, before the lightning even struck, people and beasts scattered in all directions.

They could feel the threat of the thunder, and Xi Heng, who was closest, felt it even more clearly, which made them want to give way.

Within two seconds, there were no other cultivators within hundreds of meters.

Just a glance upwards is enough to send chills down your spine, make your hair stand on end, and send a continuous sense of crisis into your heart.

Xi Heng took a deep breath. She didn't interrupt the lightning spell directly because she was also preparing a Heart Sword.

The sharp blade had already stirred up a strong wind around it, which gathered into a white tornado in front of the sword.

Blood flowed from the surrounding sea of ​​blood, converging with the still-burning flames of the capital city from all directions.

I wonder if this sword strike can withstand the enemy's thunderous power.

The enemy held a deep blue talisman between two fingers of his right hand, raising it high with all his might.

A strong wind blew through the air, causing his long sleeves of a purple robe with thunder patterns to flutter wildly.

"Exterminate, destroy mountains, burn bones, annihilate, thunderbolt, lightning!"

After the shout, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

However, it did not fall on Xi Heng, who was concentrating, but instead smashed directly into his hand.

Boom——

A loud bang came after a blink of an eye.

The massive lightning bolt made Xi Heng's skin tingle.

The azure talisman in the hands of the so-called leader of the Seven Sects Alliance was scorched and shattered by the lightning, while at the same time he swept out mysterious spiritual power to restrain the lightning in his hand.

The person opened their hand and shook it again.

As the door opened, lightning surged and thunder roared.

After closing, it contracts again, transforming into the shape of a spear or javelin.

He turned around, pulled the lightning back slightly, and made a powerful spear-throwing motion, aiming at where Xi Heng was.

"die!"

With a long shout, he mustered his strength and threw it.

However, before the lightning struck, Xi Heng's sword fell first—

The sword, falling like a rain of blood, combined with the powerful winds of heaven and earth, the power of the sea of ​​blood, and the flames of calamity, surged wildly toward the enemy.

Lightning and the Heart Sword clashed, their two powerful forces almost completely drowning out all other sounds and sights.

At this point, the Youxu Sect and the Seven Sects Alliance, who were still locked in a fierce battle in the distance, gradually stopped fighting and all turned their attention to the battlefield of the two strongest individuals.

It's as if as long as the winner is decided on the other side, the outcome on this side doesn't matter.

The sword light and lightning collided immediately, first unleashing a white light that illuminated the entire city.

Fire and thunder intertwined and circulated, the light rapidly increasing in intensity, becoming too bright for ordinary people to see.

Then came a series of booming sounds as the surging waves completely overwhelmed the ground.

The impact erupted, smashing a huge crater into the surface of the sea of ​​blood, reaching all the way to the earth.

A gust of wind whipped up the black tide, drawing it out of the vortex.

The lightning shattered, and the Heart Sword was also shattered at the same time.

In her normal state, a single sword strike from her heart could be easily countered by an enemy using only a lightning spear summoned by a talisman...

Xi Heng vaguely sensed that he might be weaker than his opponent in a head-on confrontation.

“Not bad…” she muttered to herself.

As the light of thunder and fire gradually faded, the purple-robed cultivator remained spotless, his clothes unmarked, still displaying an air of otherworldly grandeur.

"Although he is only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, his strength is quite good."

The man gave a low snort, as if he had just confirmed that Xi Heng had the right to speak to him, and said with his hands behind his back, "I am Zhui Songqiao, the leader of the Seven Sects Alliance. I have come here to save the Fire Prison with the method of fake core cultivation. Why are you blocking my way?"

Xi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Since her opponent was willing to communicate, she also wanted to think about and analyze the exchange they had just had, so she stalled for time:

"The Holy Maiden is already in the purifying fire. Outsiders should simply wait quietly and not interfere with this great cause of saving the world."

"Heh." Zhui Songqiao sneered: "Who doesn't know that the wish of the Youxu Sect is to extinguish fire and destroy spirits? Yin Wanluan is not a saintess but a witch. Among the five thousand cultivators in the Fire Hell, apart from evil people like you, who would still believe in that witch?"

The girl slowly raised the sword blade again, her sword spirit coalescing once more, and said directly:

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. Let's fight again."

"I value talent. If you retreat with your men, the matter of the surprise attack can be disregarded." But the other party seemed unwilling to linger on this matter and backed down in words.

As he acted, he made a show of power, and another azure talisman was caught between his two fingers as the ring on his fingertip flickered.

He swung his arm upwards, and lightning bolts crashed down from the sky, which he caught with one hand.

The lightning bolts stretched and extended, first forming a sharp spear, and then expanding into the shape of a crescent-shaped broadsword amidst the thunderous roar.

The Thunder Blade is five meters long and is held in one hand, making it appear extremely unbalanced.

“Otherwise,” he said in a low voice, and swung his right hand, which was gripping the thunder blade, violently toward the side of the city wall.

The lightning arrived in an instant, leaving only a streak of light in the sky before striking the target.

The next instant, lightning exploded, blasting the city wall, which was tens of meters high and several meters wide, into a pile of dust and fragments of various sizes.

Xi Heng glanced at it and frowned slightly. This seemingly casually released lightning strike was as powerful as her Heart Sword.

And she showed no signs of fatigue or exhaustion, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

She carefully sensed it several times and truly understood—this person's ordinary strike was equivalent to her own usual all-out strike.

Perhaps she could become stronger by using a life-threatening secret technique and transforming into a dragon.

But the leaders of these seven alliances must also have even stronger moves... In a pure clash of strength, her chances of winning are slim.

Seeing the hesitation in Xi Heng's eyes, Zhui Songqiao raised his hand again to increase the threat.

The lightning bolts from the sky struck, but he gathered them back up with the spiritual power of the talismans.

Lightning surrounded him, and everything about him—his clothes, skin, eyes, and hair—shone with the brilliance of lightning.

A very clear sign of danger made Xi Heng narrow her eyes slightly—the enemy before her was definitely the strongest she had ever encountered in this life.

“Then…” Xi Heng murmured to himself, facing the cultivator covered in lightning before him, uttering only three words:

"Save this."

As soon as the sound ended, all noise, flashes, movements, and even the movement of dust in the world immediately slowed down and became completely still with a very subtle twisting sound.

The blood-red sea below seemed to freeze as if in a photograph, the undulating waves and the distant fire colors both ceased, and the numerous cultivators surrounding it for hundreds of meters seemed to have turned into statues, as did the seven sect leaders in front of them, even the lightning on their bodies stopped on the spot.