There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 128: Filled with Hatred, Killing the Master and Destroying the Path (Part 1)

After settling Han Dong'er, Xia Ming continued his journey towards the distance.

The destination of Xia Ming's trip was the Broken Ridge in the former land of the Great River.

Under the influence of the Blood Pill, Xia Ming repeatedly replayed the scene in his left eye.

Then Xia Ming noticed the peculiar carved decorations in the corner where He Niansheng was.

He had only seen that kind of pattern in one place.

The Broken Ridge, the mysterious sect that disappeared in the river of time.

He Niansheng must be hiding in the Broken Ridge!

Although it couldn't be the same cave as before, Xia Ming was not unfounded.

Now his sensing magnetic field was a spherical shape with a diameter of five hundred meters.

Within this five hundred meter range, Xia Ming's perception could not escape any movement or even traces of spiritual energy.

Walking in the Broken Ridge, Xia Ming focused his mind on the Bluetooth Sword Array in his storage ring.

In case of an emergency, within three breaths, Xia Ming could summon the torrent of the sword array.

With the sword array, he could attack with the sword or defend with a formation.

Supporting the magnetic field sensing, Xia Ming patiently searched for all traces of spiritual energy around him.

Following those faint traces, bit by bit, Xia Ming continued to delve deeper into the depths of the Broken Ridge.

At a three-way intersection, Xia Ming stopped.

The traces of spiritual energy disappeared inexplicably here.

Looking up at the increasingly gloomy sky, Xia Ming suddenly felt a sense of unease.

The bowstring broke in an instant, and thunder roared in an instant.

In that instant, three figures appeared in Xia Ming's sensing magnetic field.

Three directions, each with one, forming a triangle, advancing together.

Xia Ming's gaze condensed, and he immediately activated the sword array.

The storage ring trembled, and iron swords rushed out like flowing water, roaring.

The swords rang out like a dragon's roar.

In the moment when the iron sword torrent formed, the three figures rushed towards Xia Ming at high speed.

They moved in unison, with equal speed. What made Xia Ming even more uneasy was that there was no trace of spiritual energy on their bodies!

In the blink of an eye, the three Daoist figures had already rushed into the torrent of iron swords.

Two of them were directly submerged by the mighty sword flow, and the sound of the iron swords breaking was endless.

Xia Ming's brows hadn't even had time to relax when he saw that the remaining person suddenly rushed towards him.

Flesh shattered by the iron flow, organs ignoring rust poison.

This... was simply not human!

Before Xia Ming could react, he saw that person's speed skyrocket, and he had already rushed to his front.

Looking at the person in front of him, Xia Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

This person didn't look like a living person, but more like a corpse!

Pale complexion, white hair, and a terrifying hole in his brow.

What really made Xia Ming uneasy was that he could feel that the strength of this fleshly body was definitely above Core Formation!

In other words, this was the fleshly body of an old monster at the Nascent Soul stage!

Damn it!

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly activated the Thunder God's Divine Eye, aiming directly at the person's head.

In the blink of an eye, the person's fist also slammed into Xia Ming's chest.

Boom—

With just this one hit, the jade thread talisman on Xia Ming's chest cracked and shattered, and a deep scar was left on the person's head by Xia Ming.

Looking at the slightly stiff fleshly body in front of him, and the lingering white light in his eye sockets, a terrifying thought gradually rose in Xia Ming's mind.

He remembered the evil technique he had seen in the library, the Wooden Corpse Technique. Could it be that He Niansheng had fused the Wooden Corpse Technique with the Soul Seizing Technique?

Thinking of this, Xia Ming's eyes became even more serious.

With a glance, the faces of the other two fleshly bodies also appeared in Xia Ming's eyes.

With just one glance, Xia Ming's body trembled.

Those two fleshly bodies turned out to be Jiang Chong and Jiang Liang!

Yes.

The ones who found He Niansheng first were not Xia Ming, but the father and son of the Jiang family.

Relying on their fleshly bodies that were as strong as the Purple Thunder Daoist, the two of them directly targeted He Niansheng.

Jiang Chong was confident that He Niansheng must have obtained an incredible opportunity in the Mirror World.

If they captured He Niansheng, they might become the founders of their own sect!

As a result, the two of them became three wooden corpse puppets of He Niansheng instead of capturing him.

In the midst of Xia Ming's shock, he heard a bitter and hoarse voice in his ears.

"My good disciple, my good disciple, it's surprising that you still remember your master."

The person speaking is the Nascent Soul standing in front of Xia Ming.

However, instead of responding to He Niansheng's greeting, three powerful sword streams emerged.

Three pitch-black sword dragons directly cut through the three Nascent Souls, with a formation of spiritual swords within the sword dragons.

In an instant, the Jiang family father and son were crushed into pieces.

The remaining power of the sword dragons then came towards the Nascent Soul controlled by He Niansheng.

Seeing such a sword technique, a hint of seriousness flashed in the eyes of the Nascent Soul.

Iron sword as the shell, spiritual swords as the bones, and the ten purple thunder flying swords were hidden with venomous fangs.

Facing such a sword technique, the Nascent Soul directly threw a punch.

A piercing sound was heard.

The punch was fierce, causing the sword dragons to collapse and the broken blades to fly.

Although the sword dragons were defeated, their bones remained, and the spiritual swords formed a formation to continue the attack.

Seeing this scene, He Niansheng did not dare to be overconfident.

Controlling the Nascent Soul's physical body, he continuously punched and sent the spiritual swords flying, while rapidly approaching Xia Ming.

How could He Niansheng not know that defeating Xia Ming would naturally cause the sword formation to collapse!

Most cultivators are not good at physical combat, so Xia Ming's physical body must be his weakness.

Between the electric light and the flowing fire, the Nascent Soul's physical body was already covered with deep and shallow sword marks.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would probably be unable to move by now.

But this Purple Thunder Daoist, who now only relied on He Niansheng's divine soul to control his physical body, these minor injuries meant nothing to him as long as his head didn't fall off.

However, to He Niansheng's surprise, Xia Ming not only did not dodge, but instead came straight towards him.

He Niansheng wanted to quickly take down Xia Ming, but why wouldn't Xia Ming want to cut off his master's head?

As the distance between the two of them drew closer, the Nascent Soul's physical body directly threw a punch.

The violent force was as swift as thunder.

Faced with such a strike, Xia Ming also threw a punch without reservation.

The power of a tiger! Plus the extreme Dao Body technique!

Skin sacrifice! Annihilation!

At the moment when the skin cracked, Xia Ming's strength was further enhanced.

Boom!

The two fists collided without reservation.

The terrifying shockwave generated by the collision swept everything around.

The jade thread talisman on Xia Ming's body further shattered. If it weren't for the jade thread talisman, the tremendous recoil force would have directly destroyed Xia Ming's entire right arm.

With everlasting prosperity, the Blood Wheel Heaven's Apex, the two combined, Xia Ming rapidly healed, while He Niansheng's situation was not optimistic.

The right arm of the Nascent Soul puppet was directly blasted into a sky full of blood mist...

In shock, He Niansheng saw Xia Ming swing a huge broken blade and directly chop down.

In the next moment, the head of the Nascent Soul's physical body flew high into the air.

Staring at the pair of eyes that held He Niansheng's divine soul, Xia Ming said word by word:

"Master, I have arrived."

Before the words fell, Xia Ming threw another punch.

He Niansheng's divine soul, along with the head, scattered into the air as dust.

...

In a dark room, He Niansheng tightly clenched the jade talisman in his hand.

Feeling the restless inner demon in his body, a hint of suppressed madness flashed in He Niansheng's eyes.

"The path of the true demon... I can't give him any more time to develop!"

"My Qilin child has started to devour humans..."

...

At the same time, the Remnant Immortal Taiping, who was patrolling the Western Region, stopped in the sky above a forest.

In that forest, he sensed an extremely pure obsession.

That pure obsession even affected his immortal soul!

Master...

Master...

Listening to the murmurs echoing in his divine soul, Taiping's face became serious.

Could it be...

Without delay, Taiping dove straight down.

Passing through a barrier formation, in a hidden cave, Taiping saw Han Dong'er immersed in a dream.

Looking at the frowning girl, Taiping's dead silent immortal heart seemed to beat again.

"What an immortal fetus..."

(End of this chapter)