Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

White flames burst forth and took shape, enveloping everything, while death energy also fused into Xi Heng's body, turning the left half of his body grayish-black.

She tried to surround her entire body with death energy, but in doing so, she discovered that the more death energy she used, the closer she got to death.

In the past, there wasn't much death energy, so this interference wouldn't have occurred.

Now, the death energy has been expanding and refining under her control for nearly a hundred years. Its concentration and level have been greatly improved, enough to have a significant impact on cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

However, this influence also has its advantages—as the distance between the original body and death gets closer, the understanding and integration of one's own death energy also increases.

The closer one is to death, the more one can utilize this strength.

In the mental illusion, Xi Heng faced the tightly closed gate of the realm and once again raised the longsword, which was covered with death energy and stained gray-black.

He raised the sword to his shoulder and gripped it with his increasingly frail hands.

All my strength, along with the familiar feeling of weakness and impending death, was stirred up in this inner illusion.

The sword was swung with all its might in the simplest way, striking the sturdy door in front of it and cutting a large crack in it.

The center of the crack was torn open, revealing the view behind it.

It seems that three or four more hits would be enough to break it.

But at this moment, Xi Heng, who was on the verge of death, no longer had the strength to gather his energy.

To recover, the death energy must be withdrawn, and the body must be repaired with spiritual fire.

But once the mind shifts, the gate to the realm will return to its original state.

The very first step of advancing to the Dao Integration stage had already plunged her into a state of inner conflict.

However, she quickly resolved this contradiction.

"It's obvious that my mental foundation is still lacking, probably due to insufficient cultivation time and the use of the Heavenly Pill to directly boost my cultivation level," Xi Heng muttered to himself as he slowly recovered his physical and mental strength.

"However, the long-accumulated death energy does indeed have the potential to help me achieve this shortcut-like promotion."

"If using it to the point of near death doesn't work, then go to a deeper level."

A dozen minutes later, Xi Heng, who had fully recovered, once again absorbed the death energy around him.

When the mind enters the spiritual space and faces the door again, the skin of the whole body is stained pale with deathly aura, and the scarlet in the eyes is rekindled.

The dark red, almost black color flowed chaotically across the surface of the blade, and the fingernails and bones inside the body were sculpted in a dark color.

He was just on the verge of death, but now that the sword has fallen, he may very well lose his life.

Xi Heng even actively incorporated more death energy to exacerbate this side effect and eliminate his remaining one-thousandth of life force—only in this way could he improve the harmony of the death energy to perfection.

Only when she knew without a doubt that she would die if she used this sword did she begin to push all her powers to their limits before her death.

Driven by a death impulse, everything is accomplished effortlessly.

The Sword of Despair in the spiritual space took shape by infusing the body with death energy.

In the illusion, Xi Heng, with a death wish, raised the sharp blade burning with a dark red aura, the tip of the sword pointing at the door in front of her.

She recalled that when she was practicing swordsmanship in Zhao, there were times when she risked her life to improve her martial arts skills.

The Sword of Annihilation was born then and is used in reality today.

She exhaled softly and her toes twitched slightly.

With each step, the blades gripped tightly in both hands twirled, then swung down in a swift, sweeping motion—

As the figure turned, the dark red death energy transformed into flame-colored fluctuations, bringing with it a strong sense of filth and chaos, which splashed onto the realm gates that were illusory in the spiritual space.

A buzzing sound rang in my ears, seemingly originating from within my own body, or perhaps a resonance between internal and external spiritual energies.

In short, after the buzzing sound, the door swung open, the binding chains were broken, and the scene of the 'Tao' behind was clearly reflected in Xi Heng's heart.

She herself had withered from death, her fair skin stained a dark red that was even closer to death than gray porcelain, and the red light in her eyes flickered and then gradually faded, the word "unstoppable death" swirling in her heart.

Xi Heng was already familiar with this feeling and simply accepted it naturally—the first stage of his promotion was complete.

With the realm restriction broken, one can continue to gather spiritual energy as the tide arrives, increasing cultivation and stepping onto the threshold of the Dao Integration Realm.

Then, with the help of the prepared spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, one can find a wisp of Dao intent and combine it with one's true body to lay the foundation for merging with the Dao.

However, all of these are things to do after loading the save file.

At this moment, Xi Heng felt a sensation similar to being immersed in warm water.

Darkness fell before her eyes, but the buoyancy of the warm water lifted her fallen body back up.

When her vision returned, she was already in the save file space, and the two bright, square characters "Save File" appeared in front of her for the umpteenth time.

As for now...

Xi Heng looked at his personal interface and saw the words "nearly reaching the Dao" in the realm section.

Looking down, you can see the familiar save menu again.

What will I save this time, as the thought arises?

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Volume 1: Chapter 387, Time Does Not Wait for Me

The loading screen was surrounded by a thick, grayish-white fog.

After Xi Heng reappeared, he turned his gaze to his personal interface and lowered his field of vision.

First, she ignored the fact that her mental lifespan had increased exponentially again and that she had lost another chance to save her game, and then her gaze settled on the save screen.

"This promotion will likely involve reloading save files quite a few times, and I'll be able to save items a lot too, so there's no need to hesitate or overthink it," she thought.

As long as the next few advancement stages do not go unexpectedly smoothly, the Time Stone Mother and other treasures used for advancement will be preserved more than once.

Now, it doesn't matter what you choose.

Xi Heng tried to tap the save bar with his fingertip, his mind drifting to the enormous floating city of deathly energy in the northern region of the Heavenly Realm, which resembled an island at sea.

As the form in his mind became clearer, a blurry image of the floating city slowly appeared on the save screen.

"Such a big thing, so it can actually be put in the inventory after all..."

Although there have been precedents of preserving dragon heads as large as small mountains, the floating city of death energy is hundreds of thousands of times larger than a dragon head.

She was only certain when she actually saw the appearance of the floating city of death appear in the save screen—it really was possible to let go.

It seems that anything that belongs to oneself can be stored in the save slot without any further restrictions.

The higher Xi Heng's cultivation level, the more he used the save-loading system's ability, the higher the level of the system's power he felt.

It reached a level that was beyond her reach.

Even if one achieves the Dao, it is still difficult to even touch the theoretical edge of the ability to read save files.

"Is the power of a true immortal even attainable?" Xi Heng still didn't know.

One can only speculate: perhaps the save/load system is a special kind of celestial artifact, or perhaps it is a power far beyond the realm of immortality...

Whenever Xi Heng enters this place, these questions linger in his mind, difficult to answer.

"Enough, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. Let's go and achieve the Dao first before we start thinking about it."

Only by reaching a higher level can one gain a deeper understanding.

After releasing his finger from the personal interface and confirming the saving of the Floating City of Deathly Aura, he finally moved his finger back to the load button.

Although it has been a long time since I last loaded a save file, this action is still familiar.

After clicking, select "New Save" at the bottom.

The moment you press it, a twisting sensation immediately envelops your entire body.

It felt as if I had suddenly fallen into a warm, slowly swirling whirlpool at sea.

Xi Heng allowed himself to be immersed in the gentle power of the vortex, and sank into it as it swirled.

My vision was obscured by darkness, and when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the real world.

The ascension array below emitted a faint light, and a few fallen leaves drifted down gently. Amidst the overflowing spiritual light, there was a subtle humming sound that was hard to detect if one did not listen carefully.

The air was cool, and inspiration struck.

The Seven Flames of Li Mei, which should have been used up, were still burning beside him, emitting a dim, rainbow-colored light.

Xi Heng closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking, and he felt that the gate to the realm that had bound his cultivation limit had been opened.

The chains broke, the door opened wide, and the scene behind it was revealed.

She focused all her attention on the door, conjuring up images of herself approaching it.

As the distance closed, the scenery behind became increasingly bright and clear.

Xi Heng felt like a frog that had just climbed out of a well and was about to leap into the real, vast world.

I don't know if the bright world before me is good or bad. Perhaps I will rise to the sky in one step, or perhaps I will be crushed by a vehicle on the road as soon as I jump out of the well.

All I know is that the world before me is bound to be vast... and my actions will inevitably continue.

The light shone through the door, reflecting on Xi Heng's mind.

The scene behind the door is primarily a sense of order that is constantly changing, generating contradictions, and maintaining balance.

Its main body resembles lines, like manipulating a puppet to ensure everything runs smoothly.

The fine lines are mostly straight, like the strings of a harp, and possess a certain resilience.

Every movement in the world, regardless of size or energy, even the slightest disturbance of a speck of dust, will cause a melodious 'string' to resonate.

Furthermore, each string is connected to all the other strings, so moving one string affects the whole string.

Under the influence of these orderly 'strings', all things in the world are a complete whole, with the smallest things closely connected to the largest things, and they can even be said to be indistinguishable from one another.

"Are these strings the Dao?" Xi Heng stood outside the door, looking back, and murmured to himself.

Then he shook his head, thinking that it was inappropriate to address someone so directly.

The string behind the door must be related to the Tao, but it cannot fully represent it.

At most, it can be said to be a partial projection or side view of the Great Way in a certain aspect.

She came to the door and reached out to try to touch the string closest to her behind the door.

The imagined touch of the fingers passed right through without causing the slightest ripple.

She tilted her head and walked directly into the doorway.

Let the scene unfold before your eyes, and let your body pierce through the surrounding strings.

Although one cannot directly pluck these strings, one can feel a touch of the spirit of heaven and earth whenever the body passes by them.

Each of these strings possesses a distinct aura, and countless auras merge and combine, converging into a single inch of the Dao of Heaven.

Its aura is elusive and cannot last long, so Xi Heng simply walks within it, slowly searching for the path he needs.

At the same time, the lotus-shaped Time Stone Mother in the outside world slowly floated up and landed in front of her.

The lotus eyes emitted the power of time, transforming into a pale golden light that flowed around them.

It moves gently against the skin, like flowing water.

The power of time seeped in, causing Xi Heng to subconsciously connect with his own node in the Sea of ​​Time.

With this link, the mind and imagery slowly found direction among countless strings.

She turned around in her mind's eye and moved in another direction that was somewhat related to time, continuing to pass through countless strings.

The vast majority of them will not be disturbed by her, but there will still be a few changes.

Xi Heng would naturally test these special strings as well.

Although it is impossible to directly understand what specific things these strings represent, some insights can still be gained by judging from the aura at the location of the strings.

The first string that trembled because of her passing conveyed the meaning of cycle and rotation.

The concept of 'cycle' is also part of the great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The second one is related to the void rift created after space was torn apart, and it is unknown why it caused turmoil.

Xi Heng was unmoved by these and continued forward. The third turbulent string he encountered was 'withered and ashen', which was related to death energy.

The string reacted strongly to her approach, trembling incessantly as if calling for her to grasp it.

But she continued to skip over them, heading only toward places associated with the breath of time.