Immortal Travel of Longevity

The assassins ahead surged forward all at once.

Just before they could reach her, the giant axe in Tong Nianyi's hands swept outward.

The men seemed entirely unprepared for her speed. In the blink of an eye, the massive axe swept past them.

"Bang..."

With that heavy thud, blood sprayed outward before a single scream could be voiced. The broad axe violently shattered the skulls of the assassins in the front. In a single row, several men had their heads pulverized into a bloody paste beneath the giant weapon.

Their heads exploded like firecrackers right before his eyes, kicking up a mist of blood.

Yet the force behind the broad axe hadn't waned in the slightest; it hurtled toward the next person like a harbinger of death.

With a single swing of the axe, five assassins were wiped out.

Skulls had burst, and a bloody mist filled the air. The headless bodies collapsed, the fingers gripping their swords twitching slightly before falling completely still a breath later.

Xie Huan's eyes widened. The moment he witnessed the gruesome sight before him, his heart trembled, and an inexplicable surge of terror rose within him.

He had survived so many assassinations, yet he had never seen such a gory method of killing. Skulls pulverized into paste and bodies separated from their heads—a single swing of the axe had left zero survivors, the corpses even retaining a brief moment of sensation.

There wasn't even a single scream!

Tong Nianyi wiped the blood from her face, forcing herself to calm down, and turned to look at Xie Huan.

"Go!"

Xie Huan abruptly snapped back to reality.

He hurried after Tong Nianyi, sprinting frantically outward.

To Xie Huan's astonishment, even while dragging such a massive axe, Tong Nianyi ran faster than he did; he even struggled to keep up.

The remaining assassins pursued them from behind.

But when they saw the gruesome remains of the five men, they sharply drew in cold breaths.

"Don't chase them!"

"Stop the pursuit..."

This situation had completely spiraled out of their control.

Such a horrifying way to die meant they absolutely could not press the pursuit any further.

If they caught up, their fate would likely be even more wretched than the scene before them.

...

They ran all the way out of the city.

Arriving at a secluded spot, Xie Huan collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily.

Tong Nianyi's face was deathly pale. Dropping the giant axe, she leaned against a nearby tree.

"Urgh..."

Tong Nianyi's stomach churned violently. Recalling the scene from moments ago, she immediately threw up.

She continued to dry heave, the overwhelming nausea refusing to fade.

Watching this, Xie Huan felt his skin crawl. He asked, "Why are you throwing up?!"

Tong Nianyi gasped for breath and replied, "It was my first time killing someone."

Xie Huan's eyes widened. He scrambled to his feet, grabbed Tong Nianyi by the shoulders, and demanded, "What did you say? Your first time killing? A vicious killer like you, and you're telling me it's your first time?!"

The pale-faced Tong Nianyi looked at him and said, "I'm not lying to you."

Xie Huan felt like he was going crazy.

"I've lived this damn long without ever seeing such a gory scene, and now you're telling me this is your first time killing someone."

"Are you crazy, or am I?!"

For the first time, Xie Huan felt just how deeply surreal everything was.

Tong Nianyi was completely covered in blood, drenched by the mist that had exploded outward.

Xie Huan felt that she truly wasn't human. He had never seen someone kill by exploding another person's head into a mist of blood.

Just how much force would that require!

Tong Nianyi gasped. The stench of blood on her body made her incredibly uncomfortable. She said, "Stop shaking me, I'm going to throw up again..."

Xie Huan let go of her.

He pursed his lips, watching the nauseated Tong Nianyi, and said, "Just how much are you hiding? Are you even human? You're not a demon in disguise, are you?!"

Tong Nianyi opened her mouth to speak. "I am human, not a demon."

Xie Huan took a breath and waved his hand. "Stop talking. I'm a little scared of you now. They all say I'm a madman, but right now I genuinely think I've gone crazy."

Tong Nianyi didn't continue dwelling on the matter, instead changing the subject to ask, "What should we do now?"

Xie Huan shook his head, that bloody scene lingering stubbornly in his mind.

He had always believed that after experiencing so much life and death, he wouldn't fear such things anymore. But now he was terrified—so scared that his legs were trembling.

He was in no state of mind to figure out what to do next.

He just wanted to be quiet for a while and pull himself together.

That night, the person who had orchestrated the assassination arrived at the scene to inspect the five dead assassins.

When he saw the gruesome state of the area, his heart jolted in fear.

The walls, the ground, and everywhere around him were coated in bloodstains, as if something had violently exploded.

And on the ground lay five headless corpses.

Where were their heads?

Upon closer inspection, countless fragments of bone and flesh were scattered across the ground. Such a sight couldn't help but send a chill down his spine.

Lu Junran gasped, turned his head aside, and began to vomit.

"My lord..."

A servant beside him stepped forward and rubbed Lu Junran's back to soothe him.

Lu Junran let out a long breath. When he raised his head, his face was deathly pale.

After calming down, he fell into deep thought.

"We will no longer involve ourselves in this matter. Go back and tell them that the Lu Family is pulling out. Whatever they want to do is their own business. In short, we're done participating..."

Lu Junran was truly frightened.

He wasn't a coward. Over the years, he had run rampant in this region, causing the deaths of countless people. He had even witnessed dismemberments, but seeing such a horrifying state of death had genuinely terrified him.

He couldn't help but wonder just how ruthless a person had to be to inflict such a demise.

If such a fate were to fall upon himself, then it would be...

He didn't dare to imagine.

Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged before Reincarnation.

Manyue brought over some grapes.

"Where did you get the grapes?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Manyue replied, "In the early years, I sectioned off an area within the Underworld. Everything inside is pure nature, completely devoid of death aura."

Chen Changsheng stared blankly for a moment upon hearing this. He reached out to pick up a grape and remarked, "You actually have the leisure for such things?"

"The Heavenly Dao is natural, so there ought to be nature."

"But this is the Underworld; it is the Netherworld."

"So what if it's the Netherworld?"

Manyue spat a grape seed into her palm, planning to find a place to plant it later.

Shifting the topic, she said to Chen Changsheng, "An acquaintance of yours has arrived outside."

"An acquaintance of mine? How did they get in?"

"They died, so they came."

Chen Changsheng paused slightly at those words and asked, "Who is it?"

"His surname is Ouyang. He's a mortal."

Chen Changsheng recalled the name and then asked, "Where is he now?"

"He should be in the Sand Sea. Do you want to go see him?"

Chen Changsheng pondered for a moment but shook his head. "Forget it."

"Why?"

"It would only add to my sorrows."

Manyue looked at Chen Changsheng and couldn't help but say, "Since when did you, Chen Changsheng, become so detached?"

"If I could truly let things go, I would have gone to see him."

"Oh..."

Manyue understood and remarked, "So you're just evading it."

Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and shook his head.

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