Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Half of the flesh and blood that grew on the ground also transformed into black silt, forming slender and tall human figures that Xi Heng had seen before, which then leaped high into the air.

The girl's lips twitched—clearly, the beast had absorbed the dagger.

The tentative supply just now not only failed to cause any harm, but also gave the enemy another strange faction's ability.

“Cultivator spells are ineffective, and strange moves only strengthen the enemy… How can we fight this?” She pressed her temples and then swung her sword to cut open space.

The torn space continued to expand, eventually splitting the beast's body in two.

But the beast can also cause its two halves of body to grow legs and feet, splitting into two different monsters.

Xi Heng grabbed at that spot with one hand, freezing the space in place.

The right hand, now shaped like a claw, twists and turns, compressing the space as it twists.

Spatial turbines appeared around the two types of monsters, layering and suppressing them, causing them to shrink rapidly.

This method can transform the enemy's physical body into tiny pills, but the strange beasts are born from strange energy. If the strange beasts disappear here, they can reappear in another place as long as the strange energy remains.

The two tiny, compressed fleshy pills could not contain the evil beast's aura, so the aura dissipated and coalesced in another place, reappearing as a beastly form that pounced.

Xi Heng dodged the attack with a quick flick of his wrist, and keenly sensed that for a brief moment just now, the enemy had truly transformed into a strange aura, losing its physical form.

Although it will pounce again in the blink of an eye, if you can seize that moment when there is nothing to block it... you might be able to bypass this ferocious beast that seems like a high wall blocking your way in your strange perception, and directly take the finger from behind.

This thought flashed through her mind. She turned around and saw that the ferocious beast was already drenched in the rain, and it was attacking again along with other eerie green humanoids.

The sharp claws tore through the air with purple light. Even though Mingxi Heng had tried his best to dodge more than ten meters away, large patches of skin were still torn off his body—the opponent's attack range was gradually increasing.

The pain is transmitted to the brain via ultraviolet light signals, making it much more intense than a normal injury.

The girl shielded herself from the pain, then suddenly pressed down with her right hand, causing a spatial tremor.

Countless ripples spread across the sky from all directions, overlapping and intertwining, causing the many incoming objects to freeze in place and tremble.

Space fractures amidst the turbulence, and many things separate from themselves.

Whether it was the dark mud or the beasts, they were all shattered into pieces and scattered in the torrential rain.

She twisted her right hand as before, enveloping the enemy in a spatial vortex, where they slowly condensed.

Even the purple rain couldn't break through the spatial blockade, and the enemy's offensive weakened instantly.

As the space around the giant hand gradually compressed, Xi Heng returned his consciousness to his own body.

In the cultivation room of the Imaginary Realm family courtyard, a small portal leading to the Strange World has been opened.

In the eyes of the person who was not yet corrupted by the strange phenomenon, all that could be seen behind the portal was a constantly boiling lake of blood, its surface steaming, resembling a scene from hell.

She silently gathered the power of time within her body and slowly reached out her hand into the portal before her.

As seen from the avatar's side, a right hand radiating a faint glow of a Nascent Soul cultivator emerged from the surrounding spatial fluctuations.

When the spatial vortex condensed to its extreme, the beast's flesh turned into a pitch-black pill, devoid of life, and its eerie energy dissipated.

Just as the eerie energy was about to solidify again, the half-arm, which was glowing faintly, snapped its fingers.

Snapped--

As soon as the sound was heard, everything suddenly became still, and time seemed to stand still.

The tremors and twisting sensations in the space suddenly stopped, and the struggling black mud-like humanoids and monsters below ceased their movements and fell silent.

The eerie aura emanating from the monster remained stationary and did not coalesce; only the external avatar within it, which also possessed the power of time, could continue to move.

The purple pupil in the left hand is visible, and the purple rain in the sky turns into countless water droplets that remain suspended in the air, with only a faint light still reflecting off them.

"The power of time... seems unable to pause 'light'?" Xi Heng realized this during such a tense time.

The thought passed in an instant, and she focused on her immediate goal again—taking advantage of the fact that the beast had lost its form and was no longer blocking her way, she would go to the back to retrieve the finger and then leave the place.

The purple pupils in his palms widened slightly, and at the same time, his physical eyes opened.

By repeatedly comparing the two senses, along with spiritual awareness and divine sense, the exact location of the finger was soon found.

The girl darted towards the blood lake; the time-stopping effect was still in effect.

The ruptured blood bubbles seemed stuck and motionless, and the boiling steam of the blood lake became like a solid crystal.

She then arrived at the central platform of the Blood Lake, and when she saw the fingers wrapped in thick rags, she also sensed the aura of the five-headed beast she had seen earlier.

He immediately realized that this finger was a remnant of the beast that had once discarded the elixir.

“The beast is related to the immortals, so the relics it left behind should be incredibly powerful…” Xi Heng muttered to himself.

However, there is no time to study it now, and the paused time will soon resume.

She simply swept her hand across it and sent it into the spiritual fire space.

Then it transformed into a ball of fire and vanished tens of thousands of meters underground in the blink of an eye.

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Volume 1: Chapter 359, From Disaster to Calamity

Tens of thousands of meters underground, in a boiling blood lake.

The girl who had obtained the treasure in the lake transformed into a ball of spiritual fire and used spatial magic to teleport away.

The next instant, frozen time began to flow again, and a huge, beast-shaped black shadow suddenly appeared in the foul steam emanating from the blood lake. With an immense impact, it shook the blood lake, causing countless waves to surge up, almost overturning it.

However, no matter how turbulent the boiling blood waves were, the enemy no longer existed in its eyes.

After roaring several times, the beast finally turned around and retreated into the endless black mist behind it.

Before long, another normal-looking, pure white beast, only a little over a person tall, emerged from the black mist and stepped onto the shore of the blood lake.

Looking at the gradually calming lake surface and the platform still standing in the center, he half-closed his eyes.

He whispered a few words: 'Time...'

Immediately afterwards, the water level of the Blood Lake dropped and dried up.

The eerie bluish-purple light surrounding the area gradually disappeared, and this strange place vanished as if it had lost its foundation. The chaotic power that had drawn people's senses also quickly dissipated.

Before long, only a large cave remained underground, with no other wonders remaining.

The white beast, gleaming faintly, lay relaxed on the ground, its two front paws crossed, its head resting on top of them.

The flesh gradually stiffened, transforming from bottom to top into a rough stone statue, which remained there.

……

The outside world, the surface above.

Suddenly, spiritual energy flickered in the boundless snowfield, and the light transformed into clusters of intense white flames that gradually expanded.

A human figure emerged from the flames, and Xi Heng removed his hood and stepped out.

As the firelight faded, all that remained in all directions, besides themselves, was the vast expanse of white snow.

The scene was empty and vast, monotonous yet magnificent.

The girl thought the place was safe and stopped.

The original body also ended the time stop and returned to its own cultivation.

The avatar remained in the vast snowfield, silently planning the protective measures to be taken before conducting the research.

The arrays rose up one after another on the snowfield. Xi Heng even spent light talismans to purchase some special array plates from the Heavenly Realm that were designed to deal with strange phenomena, in order to fill in any gaps.

Three days later, the ground within a kilometer radius was covered with array patterns, infused with spiritual energy and fire, which activated to create more than a dozen layers of protective shields of varying sizes.

Xi Heng then stopped setting up and walked to a pillar standing in the center of the formation.

The right fingertip clicked on the disc-shaped area above the cylinder, and spatial ripples appeared.

An old, withered finger wrapped in dark red coarse cloth slowly squeezed out of the space and fell down.

After twisting and turning twice, it settled down.

“On the surface, it looks no different from an ordinary severed finger…” Xi Heng muttered to himself as he sent a wisp of spiritual energy toward it.

The cyan line flashed and disappeared without causing any ripples.

Through her nascent soul, she saw that the spiritual energy was wiped out the moment it came into contact with the object, suggesting that it had a powerful anti-spiritual energy effect.

A moment later, Xi Heng tried to activate the transmission of the essence of heaven and earth, but it also dissipated upon contact.

They tested him again with the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but the result was the same.

She guessed that even using spiritual cultivation power at the Dao Integration level would probably not produce any effect.

This thing is of a very high status.

“Spiritual cultivators cannot use this finger. Forcibly keeping it by their side will only weaken the effectiveness of their spells…”

Martial arts practitioners might be able to use it as a kind of treasure to suppress spiritual power.

However, the ones that can truly unleash their power are the vengeful cultivators, the strange and the great vengeful ones.

The girl held a spark of resentment in her palm.

To mitigate any potential impact, she reduced the flame to a mere spark before allowing it to drift into her fingers.

The flame color moved and seeped in, and when it got within centimeters, it was suddenly absorbed by the finger on the platform.

Immediately afterwards, the wrinkles on the surface of the withered fingers faded slightly—this was almost imperceptible, and it was only through Xi Heng's intense attention that he barely noticed it.

"It seems that the fingers will gradually stop withering and weakening as the evil energy and resentment are injected..." Xi Heng recorded this characteristic and then sent two more sparks.

As the flames of resentment were gradually injected, the fine lines on the surface of the fingers faded, and the color also lightened slightly.

The dark red coarse cloth wrapped around it also gained more luster and became more refined.

After being injected slowly for half an hour, the exposed fingers were no longer withered.

The coarse cloth covering the surface transformed into a winding red ribbon, tightly binding and wrapping the contents within.

The resentment stored inside the finger, connected to Xi Heng's body, was urging her to put the finger on.

"It seems like it can be used simply by placing it between your fingers?"

She hesitated whether to try it, wondering if this sensation was a strange temptation that would assimilate her body into the fingers once she put them on, turning her into a new, bizarre monster.

As he pondered, he infused a little more death energy into his fingers, which became even more delicate and tinged with the gray hue of death energy.

"Well, it's just an avatar after all, let's give it a try."

Xi Heng compared the finger sizes and determined that implanting it between the ring finger and little finger was the most suitable.

He then used spatial techniques to lift it up, extending his left hand while also preparing to sever the entire left arm.

Slowly, the two came together.

As soon as the severed finger wrapped in red cloth touched the flesh, it widened the gaps between its fingers slightly, easily connecting with the left hand to form a new shape.

Even though she suddenly had an extra finger, she didn't feel it was out of place at all; on the contrary, it seemed as natural as if it were her birthright.

The girl moved her left hand a little more, and her fingers, which were wrapped in red cloth, also felt touch.

"A little itchy?"

Within the red cloth, a slight itch, carrying with it a sense of expansion of some kind of power, traveled through the nerves to the mind.

Xi Heng did not remove the red cloth, but maintained the feeling of restraint, releasing less than one percent of its power and lightly tapping the cylinder in front of him.

The expectation was that this small amount of power might cause the stone pillar to be completely burned away by the resentful fire.

But when she actually touched it, the flames of resentment that erupted from her fingertips far exceeded her expectations—the instant she touched it, a chaotic light suddenly filled her entire field of vision.

The flames of resentment boiled and erupted, but when the fingertip clicked, they were only the size of a candle flame.

The next instant, it expanded and twisted into a hundred meters wide and long, covering all sides.

The various protective formations that had been set up in advance shattered one after another with a series of cracking sounds, and the raging fire spread wildly without any hindrance.

In just a few seconds, it expanded from a hundred meters to a thousand meters, and then even grew to the size of a typical city.

The raging flames startled Miss Xi Heng in the center for a moment. When she came to her senses, she slowly brought the flames back from their extreme expansion.

With a whoosh, the chaotic resentment fire curled into a vortex shape and retreated into the fingertip.

Once everything calmed down, she slowly realized that the finger at her fingertip possessed the power to greatly expand the range of influence of resentment.

Even now, the red cloth binding the fingers can expand a tiny flame of resentment into a massive fire capable of burning an entire city.

If the red cloth were removed and all power were channeled... I'm afraid a single finger strike could cover an entire ordinary-sized realm with resentment.