This Immortal Is Currently Undergoing Weird Transformation

The Central Continent.

Countless sacred-land ancestral temples collapsed.

The Bell Ringer’s body shook violently.

The Great Dao behind him fractured inch by inch.

True Immortal Xuanming’s five fingers closed together.

The Bell Ringer’s body was seized by an invisible force and lifted into the air.

“Your Dao.”

“This immortal will take it.”

A golden Great Dao was forcibly torn from the Bell Ringer’s body.

Upon that Great Dao,

thirty thousand years of history flowed onward.

The incense of seventy-two sacred lands burned.

The figures of countless sacred-land disciples flickered past.

The Bell Ringer let out a low, furious roar.

“You want my Dao?”

“You’re not worthy!”

A resolute smile appeared on his ruined face.

“The Sacred Dao.”

“Self-destruct!”

Boom!

The golden Great Dao exploded in midair.

The self-destruction of a Transcendent’s Great Dao—

its power far exceeded even the self-destruction of a Martial God’s avatar.

For the first time, cracks appeared in the immortal radiance of True Immortal Xuanming’s right hand as it was blasted backward.

The Bell Ringer lost his Great Dao.

His flesh rapidly withered.

In the span of a few breaths,

he changed from an old man into a dried corpse.

He fell from the summit of the divine mountain.

Across the Central Continent’s seventy-two sacred lands,

all the ancient bells rang out in mourning at the same time.

“We respectfully see off the First Alliance Leader!”

Countless disciples fell to their knees.

Their cries echoed throughout the Central Continent.

The first Transcendent—

had fallen!

The hand True Immortal Xuanming had withdrawn was extended once more.

This time,

it reached directly for the Red Dust Demon Lord.

The Red Dust Demon Lord’s expression changed.

The sea of blood beneath her feet rapidly contracted, enveloping her within.

“Ten Thousand Forms of the Red Dust!”

Within the sea of blood,

billions of red-robed figures flew in different directions.

Every single figure possessed exactly the same aura.

Xuanming merely gave them a cold glance.

“Desire.”

“This immortal has it too.”

The black patterns on the back of his hand suddenly writhed.

An eye covered in sharp teeth drilled out from beneath his skin.

The eye rotated.

Every red-robed figure froze in midair at the same time.

The Red Dust Demon Lord’s true body was forcibly dragged out.

She lowered her head and stared at the eye on the back of Xuanming’s hand.

The smile vanished from her face completely.

“What is that thing?”

True Immortal Xuanming did not answer.

His five fingers closed.

The Red Dust Demon Lord’s body was crushed in an instant.

Blood splattered through the air.

A cracked bronze bell fell from the sky.

Jingling.

The final chime rang out.

Throughout the Southern Region,

all the demonic sects fell utterly silent.

The cultivators of the Blood-Desire Demon Palace stared blankly at the shattered bronze bell.

After a long while,

anguished cries rang out across the mountains.

“First Ancestor!”

The second Transcendent—

had fallen!

True Immortal Xuanming’s left hand reached toward the Sword-Burier.

The ice coffin opened with a thunderous crash.

A swordsman in white stepped out.

His eyes were hollow.

There was no sword in his hand.

Yet nine hundred and seventy thousand broken swords formed an endless river of blades behind him.

“Come, sword!”

All the broken swords began to burn at once.

The Sword-Burier’s own Great Dao transformed into a sword as well.

He did not retreat.

Instead, he charged heavenward against the immortal hand.

“I have one sword.”

“Please, immortal, go to your death!”

Sword light illuminated the Nine Provinces.

But the immortal hand descended.

The nine hundred and seventy thousand broken swords shattered one after another.

The Sword-Burier’s flesh was crushed inch by inch.

In the end,

only the sword formed from his Great Dao remained.

It pierced half an inch into Xuanming’s palm.

But after that half inch,

it could advance no farther.

Xuanming’s five fingers closed.

The Great Dao sword shattered.

Upon the northern ice plains,

every sword cultivator vomited blood at once.

The third Transcendent—

had fallen!

Wang Hao lay at the bottom of a ravine.

His fist slowly clenched.

These people were righteous or evil.

Some had protected all living beings.

Others had once slaughtered countless lives.

But at this moment,

all of them were using their lives to stop an immortal from entering the Nine Provinces.

Xuanming’s strength was despairingly overwhelming.

Yet what truly unsettled Wang Hao

was not the power Xuanming had displayed.

It was the eye on the back of Xuanming’s hand.

That was neither the Immortal Dao

nor the Martial Dao.

When that eye appeared,

the new Heavenly Son Sword, the Thunder Abyss Suppression Demon Pagoda, and the Ten Thousand Contracts One Source Seal within Wang Hao’s body all reacted at the same time.

The three ominous artifacts—

all of them were afraid.

Wang Hao suddenly recalled a line from the system’s intelligence.

Xuanming’s true body was sleeping within the shattered Immortal Realm.

Why was he sleeping?

And why did he need to devour the disciples of the Dark Immortal Sect who cultivated the same source technique?

Wang Hao looked at the enormous shadow approaching behind Xuanming.

A terrifying conjecture rapidly took shape in his mind.

Xuanming was not hiding from that shadow.

That shadow

might have grown directly from Xuanming’s body!

Immortal blood dyed the heavens red.

One Transcendent Great Dao after another snapped apart.

The myriad living beings of the Nine Provinces were plunged into unprecedented terror.

The Bell Ringer had fallen.

The Red Dust Demon Lord had fallen.

The Sword-Burier had fallen.

Three supreme powerhouses who stood at the pinnacle of the mortal world had failed to last even half an hour.

And True Immortal Xuanming

had merely suffered an injury to his palm.

Even those wounds had already completely recovered.

The difference between immortal and mortal

was like the abyss between heaven and earth.

Ancient Emperor Wuming stood atop a sea of corpses.

He watched as the three Transcendents fell one after another, yet there was no sorrow in his hollow eye sockets.

The dead could not feel sorrow.

At least,

that was what he had always told himself.

But when the Sword-Burier’s Great Dao sword shattered,

the hand gripping the Burial Immortal Spear still trembled faintly.

Tens of thousands of years ago,

he had once fought the Sword-Burier in the Western Wasteland.

That battle had lasted for three years.

The Sword-Burier had severed one of his arms.

He, in turn, had used corpse poison to destroy the Sword-Burier’s eyes.

Both of them had wanted to kill the other.

Yet in the end,

neither had succeeded.

Before leaving the Western Wasteland, the Sword-Burier had said:

“You dead man.”

“You’d better live a long time.”

“Wait for my next sword.”

Now,

the next sword had arrived.

But it was not aimed at him.

Ancient Emperor Wuming raised the Burial Immortal Spear.

A hideous smile pulled at his decayed face.

“You blind fool.”

“You died painlessly enough.”

“What a pity.”

“I still lived longer than you.”

True Immortal Xuanming’s palm descended once more.

The billions of corpse soldiers behind Ancient Emperor Wuming roared in unison.

He shot upward from the ground,

meeting the immortal palm alone.

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man shouted angrily:

“Dead man!”

“Don’t throw your life away!”

Ancient Emperor Wuming did not look back.

“My empire has long since perished.”

“My subjects have long since died.”

“In this world,

there is nothing left worth staying for.”

The great river of the Corpse Dao behind him began to blaze.

The figures of the billions of corpse soldiers rapidly faded.

Those corpse soldiers were not actual corpses.

They were the lingering obsessions left behind by all the subjects when the Western Wasteland’s Corpse Dynasty was destroyed.

They had followed their emperor

for far too long.

Ancient Emperor Wuming gazed at those familiar faces.

For the first time, a trace of warmth entered his voice.

“My subjects.”

“Our final battle.”

The billions of corpse soldiers knelt in unison.

“We are willing to follow Your Majesty!”

“Bury the immortal!”

Ancient Emperor Wuming threw back his head and laughed.

The Burial Immortal Spear thrust toward the heavens.

His flesh began to burn.

His Great Dao began to burn.

The billions of corpse soldiers burned as well.

Throughout the Western Wasteland,

all the ancient tombs opened at once.

Countless white points of light rose into the sky and merged into the black battle spear.

True Immortal Xuanming’s gaze was indifferent.

“The Corpse Dao.”

“Nothing more than a speck of filth between life and death.”

The immortal palm pressed down.

The Burial Immortal Spear shattered inch by inch.

Both of Ancient Emperor Wuming’s arms were crushed.

Then came his chest.

His head.

At the final moment,

he still maintained the posture of thrusting his spear.

“Immortal.”

“You’re nothing special.”

Bang!

The great river of the Corpse Dao collapsed completely.

The billions of corpse soldiers turned into a rain of white light.

They neither wailed

nor felt fear.

They simply guarded their emperor’s side as they vanished together.

The fourth Transcendent—

had fallen!

“Old Dead Man!”

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man’s eyes turned scarlet.

Carrying a ruined bronze city on his back, his enormous body shot into the heavens.

True Immortal Xuanming’s other palm descended toward him.

The bronze ancient city on the back of the giant tortoise exploded with a deafening roar.

A crack appeared across the entire shell of the Heaven-Bearing Old Man.

Blood poured down like a waterfall.

But it did not retreat.

Instead, it bit down on True Immortal Xuanming’s finger.

Crack!

The tortoise’s teeth shattered.

Two deep rows of bite marks appeared on the immortal’s finger as well.

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man’s mouth was covered in blood as it laughed maniacally.

“I’ve bitten sea demons!”

“I’ve bitten dragons!”

“I’ve even bitten Primordial Gods!”

“Today, I’ve finally bitten an immortal!”

Anger surfaced in Xuanming’s eyes.

“Beast.”

His index finger and thumb clamped onto the edge of the Heaven-Bearing Old Man’s shell.

Then he pulled both hands apart.

An ear-piercing ripping sound rang across Heaven and Earth.

The shell that had withstood the cataclysmic floods of an entire era and endured the burning of immortal fire was torn apart by Xuanming with his bare hands.

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man let out a roar of agony.

The East Sea surged into waves hundreds of millions of zhang high.

Countless sea creatures knelt upon the surface of the water.

“Ancestor!”

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man lowered its head and glanced at the East Sea.

For a moment, it seemed to see the previous era once more.

The world-ending flood swept over all living beings.

Countless creatures climbed onto its back.

Some wept and cried out.

Some prayed.

Others were born upon its shell.

It carried an entire city on its back.

Through the boundless floodwaters, it swam for one thousand three hundred years.

Eventually, the waters receded.

Fewer and fewer people remained in the city.

The creatures it had saved died one after another.

Only it continued to live.

It had once believed that immortality was the greatest blessing in the world.

But after watching familiar faces disappear one by one,

it finally understood.

To live for too long—

sometimes, it was not a blessing at all.

The Heaven-Bearing Old Man spoke in a low voice:

“I’m a little tired.”

The deep-blue Great Dao within its body suddenly contracted.

A boundless sea eye appeared in Xuanming’s palm.

“Guixu!”

The entire body of the Heaven-Bearing Old Man transformed into a sea eye.

A terrifying suction force erupted.

One of True Immortal Xuanming’s fingers was forcibly swallowed by the sea eye.

The immortal finger broke off.

Xuanming abruptly withdrew his hand.

But in the next instant, the deep-blue sea eye exploded.

Boundless seawater fell like rain from the sky.

Fragments of tortoiseshell scattered throughout the East Sea.

The fifth Transcendent had fallen!

Of the nine Transcendents,

only four remained:

Venerable Nine Lifetimes,

the Dragon-Slayer,

Cangxu,

and the remaining incarnations of Venerable Nine Lifetimes, who had already suffered severe injuries.

No.

Strictly speaking,

there were no longer nine Venerable Nine Lifetimes.

When they had resisted the immortal blood moments ago,

two of his incarnations had suffered the collapse of their Great Daos.

Now,

only seven remained.

Seven identical old men stood shoulder to shoulder.

One of them gave a bitter smile.

“I’ve lived through nine lifetimes.”

“This is the first time I’ve felt that my life isn’t long enough.”

Another said:

“If I’d known this would happen, I would have lived a few more lifetimes.”

The third shook his head.

“Nine is the ultimate number.”

“Anything beyond it would no longer be human.”

The fourth looked toward the eye on the back of Xuanming’s hand.

“He doesn’t seem human anymore, either.”

True Immortal Xuanming cast a cold glance at them.

“Nine flawed reincarnations.”

“Together, you forged a path to transcendence.”

“Ridiculous.”

The seven Venerable Nine Lifetimes sat cross-legged at the same time.

“Whether it’s ridiculous or not,”

“we’ll know once we try.”

The bodies of the seven began to overlap.

Seven Transcendent Great Daos intertwined with one another.

They had originally been the bodies of the same person across nine lifetimes.

Each lifetime had cultivated a different martial path.

The first lifetime had tempered the body.

The second had refined the soul.

The third had cultivated the sword.

The fourth had cultivated the saber.

The fifth had comprehended reincarnation.

The sixth had studied the strange and aberrant.

The seventh had walked among the mortal world.

The eighth had established a sacred ground.

The ninth had sought transcendence through nine bodies.

Now,

seven lifetimes merged into one.

A man whose age could not be discerned walked out from the radiance of the Great Dao.

He extended his palm.

Seven vortexes of reincarnation revolved within it at the same time.

“Seven-Lifetime Reincarnation.”

“Immortal, be reborn!”

The light of reincarnation enveloped Xuanming’s arm.

The skin on his arm rapidly changed.

First, it grew younger.

Then it became that of a child.

After that, it turned into the flesh of an infant.

In the end,

it faintly showed signs of regressing into a mere mass of flesh.

Joy appeared on Venerable Nine Lifetimes’ face.

But at that very moment,

the eye growing on the back of Xuanming’s hand suddenly turned.

It fixed its gaze upon the Seven-Lifetime Reincarnation.

Within the eyeball,

countless black threads shot out.

Following the light of reincarnation, the threads burrowed backward into Venerable Nine Lifetimes’ body.

Venerable Nine Lifetimes’ expression changed drastically.

“This isn’t the immortal path!”

The first body of Venerable Nine Lifetimes suddenly grew a mouth on its face.

The mouth split open,

revealing densely packed teeth.

The back of the second body split apart.

A skinless humanoid creature crawled outward from its spine.

The third body’s head divided into four sections.

A pitch-black eye grew from the brain matter within each section.

The fourth.

The fifth.

The sixth.

The seventh.

Every one of the nine bodies began to mutate.

Venerable Nine Lifetimes let out a pained growl.

“Sever the Great Dao!”

“Quickly!”

The Dragon-Slayer stepped forward.

His firewood saber slashed toward the light of reincarnation between Venerable Nine Lifetimes and Xuanming.

But before the blade could descend,

the seven bodies of Venerable Nine Lifetimes exploded at the same time.

Countless chunks of black flesh rained down from the sky.

The pieces landed upon the earth.

They swiftly grew into one twisted monster after another.

They retained fragments of Venerable Nine Lifetimes’ memories.

As they tore one another apart,

they frenziedly chanted the Great Dao of reincarnation.

“Who am I?”

“I am the first lifetime!”

“No!”

“I am the ninth lifetime!”

“Reincarnation!”

“All living beings are trapped in reincarnation!”

The sixth Transcendent had fallen!

The Dragon-Slayer slowly tightened his grip around his saber.

Cangxu stepped in front of him.

This Primordial God had already lost both arms.

Only a few of his golden scales remained.

Yet his gaze was still ferocious.

“Human.”

“I’ll go first.”

The Dragon-Slayer glanced at him.

“Why?”

Cangxu bared his sharp fangs.

“In the Primordial Age,”

“my people fed on humans.”

“Later,”

“humanity grew stronger and stronger.”

“My people were defeated.”

“I have never accepted it.”

“But now, it seems that the emergence of people like you…”

“and humanity’s rise to become the masters of the Nine Provinces was no accident.”

He moved the only two pairs of battered wings he had left.

“After this battle,”

“if any descendants of the Primordial God Clan are still alive,”

“do not make things difficult for them.”

The Dragon-Slayer was silent for a moment.

“As long as they don’t eat humans,”

“that’s acceptable.”

Cangxu nodded.

“Agreed.”

He shot into the sky with a thunderous roar.

The body of the Primordial God continued to expand in midair.

Ten thousand zhang.

One hundred thousand zhang.

One million zhang.

In the end,

he used his own body to block most of the rift in the immortal light.

“Xuanming!”

“Don’t you want to enter the Nine Provinces?”

“Then step over my corpse first!”