Immortal Travel of Longevity

"I found it."

When the Demon Sovereign heard this news, the chessboard he held trembled slightly.

Following that, a new Dream Method unfolded before their eyes within Between Reincarnation.

The Demon Sovereign looked over, and in an instant, he saw the world transforming scene by scene.

He froze. Reaching out, he realized that everything before his eyes was incredibly real.

Amidst this worldly transformation, he finally saw where the Heavenly Dao's physical body lay. The Lake acted as its Dantian, the world itself served as its meridians, and its internal organs and bones had all become parts of this heaven and earth.

At that moment, the Demon Sovereign's heart sank.

This meant they had gone down the wrong path once again.

"Wrong again..."

The Demon Sovereign shook his head helplessly, all hope gone from his heart.

Within this Reincarnation, the years were long. Under the curse, even the mind grew hazy.

They were destined never to escape this fate.

They had found the Heavenly Dao's physical body, but they could not take it for their own use, because that body had long since become part of the world. They had no way to reclaim The Lake, nor any way to restore the meridians to their original state.

The Demon Sovereign said, "This is as far as our destiny goes."

Chen Changsheng said, "Haven't we already let go of many things?"

"Yes..."

The Demon Sovereign gave a slight nod. They were constantly accepting their fate.

Chen Changsheng raised a hand. "But it's not entirely for nothing. At least we understand a few things and know some of the karma involved."

The Demon Sovereign turned to look at him. "What does it matter if we know? Are you going to keep searching?"

"I am."

Chen Changsheng had not given up. He said, "I believe there will always be a chance."

The Demon Sovereign shook his head, choosing not to agree with him this time.

He said, "This was my final attempt. There won't be another."

"It matters not."

"I will just try again. I am different from you."

Chen Changsheng pursed his lips. "This Chen has not fully accepted this fate."

The Demon Sovereign nodded, confirming that he had indeed accepted his destiny.

He had his own plans. He only needed to proceed step by step.

...

The conflict between the demonic path and the Mysterious Gate grew increasingly fierce.

The major Immortal Sects were all dragged into it. Facing these demonic cultivators of the Ghost Dao and their unusual methods, many cultivators struggled to cope.

A night procession of a hundred ghosts invaded the various Immortal Mountains.

The Mysterious Gate failed to react to this sudden upheaval in time.

Countless sect disciples were killed or wounded, and more than half of the Mysterious Gate's qi destiny was lost after this single night.

He Qing gripped her sword and stepped forward, slaying the numerous ghost cultivators.

With the Immortal Sword in hand, she held the momentum of a single warrior holding the pass against ten thousand.

She stood before the Wine Tavern. For every ghost cultivator that came, she killed one.

Through her years of Cultivation, she had become the cultivator with the strongest Cultivation Base within the Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain's territory. Her name had spread throughout the Immortal Realm, known to all.

To her, the ghost cultivators of the demonic path were not worth mentioning.

He Qing took a sip of wine. Looking up, she saw fires blazing in the distance. Countless homes had been reduced to ruins at the hands of these ghost cultivators.

The Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain was vast, and she could not protect all of it alone.

She could only do her best.

She stepped away from the Wine Tavern and charged into the fray with her sword.

At first, everything went smoothly. The ghost cultivators were nothing but clay roosters and tile dogs before her. But then, a man stepped forward and caught her blade bare-handed.

"Where did you learn this Divine Ability sword art?"

Jian Shenghua was somewhat surprised. He saw two familiar shadows upon this woman.

He Qing ignored him. She pulled back her sword and thrust it straight toward his brow.

"A reckless waste of natural gifts."

Jian Shenghua drew his own sword. The ghost energy around him flared, and in an instant, the entire sky darkened, blotted out by the dense aura.

A crushing pressure descended.

He Qing's expression changed abruptly. She tightened her grip on her sword, suddenly realizing that the ghost cultivator before her was completely different from the ones she had faced before.

She feared she couldn't withstand him.

In a brief moment of thought, she looked back. Behind her lay the Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain, Qingyu Mountain, and her home.

After a brief hesitation, she merely tightened her grip on her sword.

"Ghost cultivator!"

"No matter how strong you are, you are nothing but a dead soul!"

He Qing spat out an edict.

"The Heavenly Dao is luminous! Let righteous energy aid me!"

As her voice fell, heavenly momentum descended.

Jian Shenghua frowned. With a brief thought, he raised his hand and swung his sword.

To him, the person standing before him was just a little girl.

He Qing's Sword Qi was completely swept away. In that final moment, she thought her life was over.

But unexpectedly, the Sword Qi dispersed when it was mere inches away.

He Qing froze, failing to process what had just happened.

Jian Shenghua said, "The one who taught you that edict has some history with me. I'll spare your life this time. Flee."

He Qing gritted her teeth and reached for her sword.

Seeing this, Jian Shenghua knocked her out with a stream of ghost energy.

He then raised his hand, using a wave of Sword Qi to send her far away from the battlefield.

This was nothing more than a minor interlude.

It could not halt the Demon Gate's advancing steps.

Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain, holding the weakest foundation among the many Immortal Mountains, was the easiest Immortal Sect to conquer.

This time, there was no room for error.

"Kill!"

"Leave none alive! Slay their bodies! Destroy their souls!"

Jian Shenghua's tone was indifferent. He did not care about the lives of these cultivators at all.

Nearly ten thousand ghost cultivators marched into the Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain. Over the course of just a few days, screams echoed continuously. Countless cultivators lost their lives there, with only a scant few managing to escape.

As an elder, Yun Li watched the Immortal Sect be wiped out in this catastrophe, endless sorrow welling up in his heart.

"Demons!"

"Give me your lives!"

Yun Li gripped his sword and charged. He would rather die here than live in disgrace.

Atop the peak of the Immortal Mountain.

He wielded his three-foot blade, sacrificing numerous Dharma Instruments and unleashing a hundred different Divine Abilities.

But under the relentless attacks of the ghost cultivators, he exhausted his Magical Power. Left with no other choice, he collapsed upon the mountain peak.

Jian Shenghua rather admired the man, but after a moment's thought, he raised his sword and brought it down.

Someone who would rather die than yield could obviously never be used by the Demon Gate. Thus, he had to be killed.

Following that strike, Yun Li's soul left his body.

Jian Shenghua reached out to crush it, but suddenly a flash of golden light surged forward.

A wave of yin and yang energy circled Yun Li's soul, making it impossible for Jian Shenghua to destroy it.

Jian Shenghua saw at a glance exactly who this yin and yang power belonged to.

After some thought, he had no choice but to stay his hand.

"Fine, I won't destroy your soul. Proceed to Reincarnation."

In just a few short days, the Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain, which had stood tall in the Immortal Realm, completely collapsed.

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