Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"It doesn't matter what, I just want to finish what's in front of me." He seemed completely unconcerned.

Tsk.

The white-haired girl lost interest upon seeing this, waved her hand, and returned to her cultivation state.

……

Another three days passed.

In the flower bed, in front of the sculpture, Chen Fenghuo opened his eyes, seemingly enlightened.

Two drops of blood, floating on her left and right hands, dripped down like liquid, staining her palms and creating two slightly distorted eye patterns.

The interplay of spiritual light and blood stains faded the blood patterns to a lighter grayish-red, eventually disappearing completely.

Thus, the secret cultivation ended, the spiritual light within the blonde girl subsided, and she stood up from her seated position.

Looking around, I realized that it had started to drizzle without me noticing.

The rainwater scattered the red flowers that filled the jar, and many petals were scattered on the dark red soil, making it even more vibrant.

The flowerbed, which already seemed somewhat eerie, gained an even stranger, more peculiar quality after this.

It's as if they've materialized into real eyes, or perhaps hairs...

The atmosphere here is no longer as peaceful as it was a few days ago. It seems that if the rain continues for another month or two, there will be dangers far more terrifying than the previous trials.

Fortunately, Chen Fenghuo had already awakened beforehand and mastered the secret technique he was learning during the trial.

Seeing the other person stand up, Xi Heng immediately approached and asked:

"What's the catch?"

Amid the sound of rain, the two women locked eyes, each seeing a faint blush in the other's eyes.

The red in Xi Heng's eyes was formed from practicing the Killing Sword Technique, while the red in Chen Fenghuo's eyes was now deeper and closer to... the color of the calamity in the sky.

"The secret technique taught here is also a special kind of perception ability." Chen Fenghuo was no longer as confused as when he first arrived here, and he had also understood the principle behind the ability to see 'another level'.

She silently organized her thoughts and began softly: "The outer void has different heights, and the same is true within the realm. And every time you cross a certain height, you can reach another level that is very different from the reality before you."

"The secret technique here is a spell that allows the will to briefly cross levels and communicate with that chaotic thing through a layer of vague protection."

"Communicating with the Void Calamity?"

Those lights and colors in the void shouldn't be so easy to deal with, so Xi Heng added a half-reminder:

"Use it carefully, it may not be a good thing."

Seeing that the other person nodded, she wanted to talk about the other strange things she had encountered in the Heavenly Realm.

But Su Xuanhua, who had approached, interrupted him:

"Let's leave here first... The rain is getting heavier."

The silver-haired woman walked past the two people and headed towards the newly opened red wooden door deep inside the courtyard.

Xi Heng exchanged a glance with his friend before turning around and walking together.

During his journey, Chen Fenghuo looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the clouds to see the deep red in the barrier and the void.

He muttered, "The barrier has cracked, and a small amount of blood has seeped in. The Heavenly Qin Protected Land should be safe, right?"

"Tianqin is alright, but Mingyue has been destroyed. Other areas have been invaded, but the offensive is still weak and can be resisted."

“Mingyue is located by the sea and has no sect to protect it, so this is only natural.”

Chen Fenghuo didn't care about the shelter on the outer edge.

"Next should be Moyu City in the southern region. They have already suffered damage and may not last more than ten days." Su Xuanhua quickened his pace and continued, "We must obtain the secret treasure of the Chixie Sect before we can end these calamities."

"Really?" Chen Fenghuo asked doubtfully.

Xi Heng also had doubts.

"Indeed... I can feel its presence."

As they spoke, the three of them stepped through the open red courtyard gate.

Behind the door was not another flower garden that was obvious to everyone. The moment you stepped in, the scene behind you seemed to change into the Chixie Sect's secret realm, which had not been visited by anyone for a long time.

The place is filled with lush flowers and plants, and stands with blood wells, whose blood is calm and does not overflow like other blood wells.

Various medicinal herbs and flowers, affected by the blood, turned red and emitted a strong medicinal fragrance.

The jade path led to a deep, dark palace, and the three of them went there together.

Along the way, Xi Heng would occasionally release spatial fluctuations to collect some of the more rare spiritual items.

Along the way, we acquired quite a few rare items.

The two saviors beside them had no time for such things and approached cautiously.

The kilometer-long road was quickly traversed, leading into a pitch-black hall that appeared as if it had been stained with ink.

The corridor is long and covered with murals, which seem to depict the history of the Chixie Sect, the appearances of several sect leaders, and other famous figures.

They ignored this, and Su Xuanhua, who was leading the way, simply followed his premonition and sense of aura, and sped up in a certain direction.

The wooden floor receded rapidly beneath my feet.

After winding and turning, traversing half of the maze-like path of the main hall, we arrived at the open space behind the hall.

Compared to the front yard, which was planted with many flowers, trees and shrubs imbued with spiritual energy, the back yard was completely empty.

Apart from the crack in the ground in the distance that emitted a dark red light, there was almost nothing there.

Xi Heng subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

The sixth finger of my left hand trembled slightly, triggering some kind of resonance.

Her cursed finger was taken from a similar crack.

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Volume 1: Chapter 370, The Earthworm Piers Through the Dike

Deep within the secret realm, a conspicuous crack, emanating a purplish-red light, lies ahead.

Beside her, a silver-haired, blue-eyed girl was slowly approaching, her eyes inevitably showing a hint of wariness.

With every half-step closer, a strong sense of danger arises.

The glowing object within the crevice seemed to sense the approach of a living being, and it flickered with the footsteps of those around it.

Xi Heng and the others watched from a distance, and could sense that some kind of energy beneath the rift was being gradually activated.

The next one to crack the ground was Su Xuanhua, who naturally had a certain ability to sense the secret treasure.

In fact, Xi Heng could also gain some special perception through the disaster finger of his left hand, but it was not very clear or distinct.

Su Xuanhua approached alone because the area was too dangerous, and Chen Fenghuo, whose strength was slightly weaker, was not allowed to accompany him.

The strange power emanating from Xi Heng might activate the danger beneath the earth's fissure—at least Su Xuanhua believed that the Chixie Sect's secret treasures were quite sensitive to strange powers.

She stood beside the fissure in the ground, staring down at the dark red and purple light.

Silently taking steps forward, letting my body fall with gravity.

The figure vanished in an instant, leaving Xi Heng and Chen Fenghuo guarding the distance.

"There's still one obstacle ahead. Will she be able to obtain that secret treasure?" Chen Fenghuo wondered.

“It’s definitely not an ordinary cultivator, but that guy is anything but ordinary.” Xi Heng said casually, “Let’s see just how special she is.”

If there really is another finger beneath the crack in the earth, Su Xuanhua might also encounter that strange-looking five-headed beast.

She had to use the power of time to barely obtain it back then.

The white light technique in Su Xuanhua's hand is also quite special; it's unknown whether its level is high enough to help her obtain the Calamity Finger.

However, for Xi Heng, it doesn't matter whether he can or can't.

After all, the other party had promised to give him this treasure as a reward once everything was completed.

If Su Xuanhua can get it, then I will get it myself.

If the other party dies here, I can send Chen Fenghuo away first, and then use this avatar to fall into the rift and take it myself.

No matter what.

The girl nodded gently, intending to wait quietly in this secluded mountain retreat for a few days.

It took me quite a while to obtain the Disaster Finger, so I hope the other party won't take too long.

……

Outside, at the Chixie Mountain Gate.

As Su Xuanhua stepped into the rift, the dark red mist outside was inexplicably disturbed.

Many areas that were originally calm and still, only slowly spreading outwards with the falling pale red rain, suddenly rippled like the sea surface in a strong wind.

Amidst the turmoil, flashes of red light appeared like muffled thunder in the clouds.

The muffled sound continued, and as enough energy accumulated, it roared and thundered like a real thunderclap.

Lightning condensed and took shape from the blood-red mist, and when it appeared, it did not fall to strike the earth, but instead roared towards the sky.

The crimson lightning exploded, instantly turning the surrounding area within a radius of ten thousand meters crimson.

The lightning pierced through the thick clouds that covered the sky, its destination unknown.

The crimson lightning flashed and vanished in an instant, then returned to calm as if it had never been born.

A minute or two later, the peaceful world was once again deafened by a thunderous roar.

The sound of the pale red rain was drowned out by the thunder. If an ordinary person were here, their hearing would probably be deafened for ten or more seconds by the thunder in the sky.

Each flash of lightning made the blood-red hue of the rain falling from the sky even more intense.

Under the rain of blood, countless blood-red humanoid figures lingering around the mountain gate and most of the cultivators inside the gate had already knelt on the ground.

They all adopted strange prayer postures, tilting their heads back to the sky.

He opened his mouth and slowly uttered two words in a hoarse voice: 悃愊.

As the voice faded from one direction, another crimson humanoid figure from another direction picked up the conversation.

With each echo, the sound grew increasingly strange, distorting into a series of odd syllables with more turns and a more peculiar tone, difficult for ordinary people to utter.

The roar of crimson lightning and the eerie voices below overlapped and intertwined, creating a slightly undulating and indistinct prelude.

The sky, above the clouds.

A thin barrier, faintly bluish-green in color, was being struck by crimson lightning, causing it to crack.

A touch of red seeped in from the cracks, flowing into the dark clouds and then falling to the ground with the rain.

The barrier protecting the realm became increasingly fragile with each impact, and surface cracks rapidly increased.

This thin barrier persisted, allowing only a small amount of blood to pass through, but preventing the formation of a true great tide.

Even so, the scourge can continue to advance the end times of this world through persistent pollution, turning it into a wasteland in just a few years.

But now, the scourge itself seems more inclined to condense the pollution of this place into a magnificent force, making the concept of calamity manifest itself here.

The crimson pollution seeping in from the cracks in the sky slowly merged and coalesced into a mass from the heavens above.

The breath condenses into liquid, transforming into substance.

Gradually, a scarlet vertical pupil appeared high in the sky.

The vertical pupil sphere rotates, peering down at the Chixie Mountain Gate.

The gaze pierces through thick clouds and mist, then across the vast sky, penetrating the main hall and the rocky ground, all the way to the sect's secret realm in the middle of the entire mountain.

Inside the mountain, Xi Heng, who was sitting and waiting by the corridor of the Xuanhei Hall, suddenly felt a gaze sweep over him and frowned slightly.

Looking up, only the dome covered with shimmering crystals remains.

But she did feel a gaze sweep over her for a moment, then disappear.

And there was something in that gaze that made her quite uncomfortable—not hostility, but pure evil.

"What is this thing..." she murmured to herself, and subconsciously extended her divine sense outwards from the secret realm.

The range of divine sense of those at the Nascent Soul stage is vast, extending to tens of thousands of meters in ordinary areas.