Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The disaster itself is an extremely terrifying calamity, and when it takes physical form, it ascends to an even higher level.

"Speaking of which..." Xi Heng thought, "This thing has only just taken shape, why does it have to come directly to the Heavenly Realm?"

It's no surprise that Jingtian, as the largest domain in the center of the void, became the focus.

However, since there are still some small realms around the imaginary realm that have not been afflicted by the calamity, in theory, the calamity should first affect the surrounding areas before going to other places.

"And it carried such malice... as if it wanted to destroy the Jingtian Realm. Could it be that the Celestial Venerable of the Imaginary Realm has a grudge against the Jingtian Realm?"

"I don't know if this is a successful or unsuccessful refining process," Xi Heng shook his head.

No matter how you look at it, the refining result is completely wrong.

But she couldn't guess what was going on in the mind of a Celestial Venerable who controlled an entire realm.

In any case, this is not a good thing for cultivators.

The Jingtian Realm, already mired in multiple calamities, is now being targeted by an even more chaotic and terrifying force.

Though the journey was slow, we arrived nonetheless—like every tolling of a bell before the end of the world.

Xi Heng quietly withdrew his death aura and canceled his spying in the void.

He gazed at the sky with only the dim eyes of his avatar, and murmured to himself:

"Perhaps this life is also coming to an end."

……

Volume 1: Chapter 392, Returning to the Origin

In the void, a powerful and eerie entity that had swallowed the entire Imaginary Realm was moving towards the Heavenly Realm.

Looking up from the surface of the heavens, one can see a faint, dark blue star twinkling.

Those with excellent intuition can sense a chill and malice from these twinkling stars.

Within the realm, skilled cultivators can also project their vision into the void, just like Xi Heng, magnifying the scene to see the shape of the eerie green star-like dots and recognizing that an even larger and more bizarre monster is approaching.

These few highly skilled cultivators then contacted each other to try and devise a plan.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a way to stop it.

After all, the calamities within the Heavenly Realm are difficult to abate, let alone the calamities that are approaching from the void outside.

Furthermore, the dark blue hue in the void was clearly far larger and more terrifying than that within the Heavenly Realm.

The ongoing crises and conflicts throughout the realm have left many high-level cultivators, who had grown accustomed to peaceful cultivation, feeling lost and weary.

The high-ranking cultivators had held numerous secret discussions, but no one was willing to step forward and venture into the void to probe the emerging calamity and attempt to avert this potential crisis.

The warning of the disaster only prompted some powerful cultivators to consider ways to escape and make various preparations.

Cultivators are inherently selfish; given even the slightest chance of escape, they will not risk their lives to unite and stand on the same side.

This is true when facing an enemy of similar strength, and it is even more true now when facing a calamity where the strength of the two sides is not even on the same level.

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Passing through the northern continent of the celestial realm, a desolate wasteland of ice and snow.

Xi Heng manipulated his avatar to continue scrolling through the news messages displayed on the screen.

Since that eerie green star in the sky began to shine and send malice towards the entire Jingtian Realm, many discussions have arisen.

However, on several major forums, no one seemed to be telling the truth.

Several renowned Dao-Merging cultivators either remained silent on the matter or spoke only vaguely and indistinctly.

They say one thing here and another there, subtly implying various meanings for the audience to interpret on their own.

Xi Heng casually flipped through these meaningless things, then closed the interface and stopped looking at them.

He simply looked up at the still-shimmering, eerie green stars and gazed at them for a long time.

During this time, he muttered to himself, "At this rate, it will take at least three years for the disaster to reach Jingtian."

For a cultivator, three years is merely one period of seclusion.

She then opened the interface connecting her with Su Ziyuan and sent the message to her.

He added, "In case of crisis, I will use the spiritual fire to return at any time."

"Okay, okay—" the other party immediately replied with a voice message, and then lively Chao Xiheng recounted his recent experiences.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, the interface closed, and the girl focused her attention back on her original body in the Spirit Fire Space.

She was sitting in the study, flipping through some books about ancient legends on the table.

The various legends in the book in my hand are mostly exaggerated.

Some can be identified by their prototypes, while many others are difficult to understand.

However, it's okay to browse around casually to kill time.

You can indeed gain some insights from it and see the historical trajectory from thousands of years ago.

Xi Heng came to this study not to seek knowledge, but mainly because Yin Wanluan had recently had an epiphany and was currently in seclusion in the cultivation room.

During her free time, she thought about going through all the books that Yin Wanluan had collected from beginning to end.

In the study, the bookshelves at the front are filled with various historical biographies, legends and stories of ancient cultivators, such as the history of various realms, the history of different periods, and the legends of famous people.

The central section is filled with novels and literature, such as romance, cultivation, and chivalry, while the corners contain some essays, plays, and stories of love between women that Yin Wanluan had specially collected.

The remaining books, categorized by professional field, along with classic texts on theoretical viewpoints, were placed at the very end.

When Xi Heng arrived, he used magic to send over stacks of books, which were arranged a meter high on the desk.

Then he randomly picked up a book and started flipping through it quickly.

A quick glance at the text is enough to understand it directly.

If she wanted to, she could read an entire book in just a few minutes.

Even if the study is filled with countless books, one can read them all in just a few months and memorize every word.

However, Xi Heng still prefers to casually flip through and read at his leisure rather than quickly flipping through each book as if he were accumulating knowledge and experience.

I read at a leisurely pace, and time passed slowly.

The books that Xi Heng had finished reading piled up like a small mountain around him.

As more books were placed, the stack of books gradually grew taller.

Since cultivators who have reached the Dao do not need to sleep, day after day passed, and Xi Heng did indeed see some potentially useful information in these books.

Books on history often mention the development of the celestial realm.

It contains little explanation of specific cultivators or figures, at most mentioning a few titles and honorifics, and mainly describes the development process of the Scripture Heaven Realm itself.

A thousand years ago, the Jingtian Realm was just one of the dozen or so great realms in the center of the void, and it was ranked low, not nearly as vast as it is today.

Since the calamity of the collapse of the Heavenly Dao occurred in the Heavenly Annihilation Realm, the two great realms once known as 'Yingsheng' and 'Jiming' were torn to pieces by the power of the collapsing heavens.

While cultivators from other realms were struggling to survive amidst the chaos of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Realm took the initiative to accommodate the two damaged and remnant realms, making them compatible and incorporating their secret techniques to stabilize the world.

Later, the Heavenly Realm used some unknown magic to seal away the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, preventing it from dissipating and escaping, thus becoming the first realm to emerge from the cataclysmic disaster.

Because countless realms, large and small, were destroyed by disaster, Jingtian sent out countless iron chains to connect the myriad remnants of these realms and stored them within his body.

After that, it used some kind of magic to absorb the great power scattered in the void after the realm was shattered, transforming it into spiritual energy to nourish all things, and creating countless spiritual veins that took root in this realm.

After thousands of years of development, we have achieved the scene we see today.

The records in this book are largely similar to those in the encyclopedia of the Celestial Realm itself.

The only difference is that this ancient book frequently mentions a name—Xi.

The name was not described in detail earlier; it was only mentioned sporadically in the text when certain important events occurred in the Heavenly Realm.

It seems as if it needs no explanation at all, and readers should know and accept its existence naturally every time it is mentioned.

Xi Heng paid some attention to this and searched through his memories. Among the many books he had read before, he did not find any mention of the character 'Xi'.

The only book in front of me mentioned this name.

She then turned her attention to her external avatar, attempting to search the Heavenly Realm Forum, but still found nothing.

So he snapped out of his reverie and continued flipping through the book.

Only after finishing reading it, and noticing the last few pages, did I begin to understand—

Xi Heng recited softly: "If one breaks through the Dao and transcends the tribulations, yet has no path to immortality to follow, one can transform from having a name to being nameless, merging with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to become a nameless half-immortal..."

"Those who transform into the Dao will be forgotten by the mundane world, returning to seclusion, unfelt, unknowable, and unspeakable."

"Only those who have cultivated to a high level and have reached the Dao Integration stage may catch a glimpse of his figure for a moment in a hazy and dreamlike state, which seems both real and illusory."

“The writer once saw an unnamed immortal, whose real name could not be known, but he saw a radiant and boundless light. The character ‘Xi’ came to mind and he used it as a substitute for the name Xi.”

"Afterwards, when I recalled the events of the past thousand years, I realized that many of them were related to this half-immortal, so I wrote this book."

This concludes the text of the book.

Xi Heng closed the book, glanced at the simple, pale yellow cover and the unassuming title: "Talks of the Nameless One Who Navigates the World."

"After transcending the tribulation, an unnamed demigod merges with the Great Dao through his own existence..." she murmured to herself.

"I don't know if this claim of fusion is truly complete fusion, or if there are some other errors."

If they truly merge, then the so-called half-immortal should already be equivalent to the Great Dao.

Since it still retains the suffix "half-immortal," there must still be some difference.

It was simply forgotten by the mortal world, not that its existence disappeared.

The girl pondered, "According to the book, this Xi should be the one who has supported the Jingtian Realm for thousands of years. It is through his actions that the Jingtian Realm has become so vast."

"And it should still exist today."

She pondered for a moment, recalling what she had seen in the Heavenly Realm, and tried to reconcile it with the legend of the Half-Immortal.

Thoughts drifted through his mind, finally settling on a particular scene—the very scene from years ago when a huge white ball of light rose in the center of the Eastern Continent of Dhritarashtra, only to collapse in a mere half-month.

Some people said that the real sun in the sky suddenly appeared and shone brightly, and the daylight below disappeared on the spot.

Xi Heng flipped through the book again, reaching the last page, his gaze falling on the four characters 'brilliant and dazzling' in the last few lines.

The path of cultivation that the immortal master merged with seems to be related to this.

The fluctuations caused by the blazing sun in the Heavenly Realm back then were perhaps triggered by that half-immortal.

In a single moment, the arrangements for disaster relief were wiped out on the spot.

"If that's the case, then the strength of a half-immortal might be above that of a calamity, but why only make this one move instead of directly eliminating all the calamities in the Heavenly Realm?"

"Is there some kind of restriction... or is there another reason?" she wondered.

After pondering for a moment, Xi Heng finally closed the book in his hand again and put it under the table.

Based on this book, many conjectures arose in her mind.

But the actual situation remains to be seen.

He simply memorized the words in the book and then continued to read other books.

A year has passed, and Xi Heng has read through all the thousands of books in the study.

Although it is often said that the sea of ​​learning is boundless, with the comprehension, reading speed, and lifespan of a Dao-harmonizing cultivator, one can travel quite far in the sea of ​​learning.

After reading it, Xi Heng stretched and rested in a chair for a few days, letting the various knowledge he had recently acquired wander and connect in his mind.

She fell asleep and woke up again, but Yin Wanluan was still not finished with her long period of secluded cultivation.

Xi Heng glanced at the cultivation room above, then closed his eyes and shifted his thoughts to the Scripture Realm.

It was nighttime.

Looking up at the night sky from a high place, the avatar saw that after a year, the faint light had grown several times larger in its eyes and was getting closer and closer to the heavens.

"It's time to go," the Lord of the Dead said in a monotone voice.

At the same time, he rose from the long-standing skeletal throne and slowly walked forward, surrounded by a gray-black death aura.

The entire floating city of deathly energy slowly descended, drifting towards a deep canyon in the icy wasteland.

This place is devoid of life; let alone cultivators, even mutated monsters are hard to find.