There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 130: Xia Ming, Help Me Become Immortal!

After taking drugs and refining poison, Xia Ming took out several jade thread talismans.

These jade thread talismans were obtained by Xia Ming at a great cost.

To Xia Ming, they were like shock absorbers for his physical body.

Without the jade thread talismans to counteract the terrifying recoil force of the Extreme Dao Body Technique, Xia Ming's physical body would be directly shattered.

After placing the jade thread talismans in position, Xia Ming's thoughts flowed and the Bluetooth Sword Formation roared into action.

The iron swords surged like black pythons, continuously advancing towards the depths of the maze.

The sharp sword light peeled away the narrow passage inch by inch.

Passing by silent caves, Xia Ming's face gradually darkened as he looked at the stacked corpses inside.

The Spirit Roots, flesh, and souls of those corpses had all been completely consumed.

There was no need to ask who was responsible for this.

As he looked at the eyes that refused to close in death, Xia Ming slowly clenched his fist.

Master, oh, master.

Is it necessary to consume human flesh in cultivating immortality?

Can't we eat something else?

...

Boom—

In the depths of the maze, the iron sword torrent shattered an extremely heavy stone door.

Behind the stone door was a long corridor, and at the end of the corridor, there seemed to be a faint light.

In that dim light, Xia Ming saw his white-haired master.

Separated for many days, everything had changed.

Today, they met again as master and disciple.

There was no exchange of pleasantries, only a solemn atmosphere.

The pitch-black corridor couldn't block the sharp gazes of the two.

One lurking like a snake, the other solitary like a wolf.

They both wanted to kill each other.

Without any warning, they both made their move.

He Niansheng waved his hand, surging spiritual power, and directly sacrificed a jade talisman from his sleeve.

The jade talisman swelled in the wind, transforming into various forms, as if there were dragons and tigers roaring intermittently.

In almost an instant, a cold dragon between reality and illusion appeared in the corridor.

The cold dragon was icy and wherever it went, ice pillars formed and frost condensed.

The moment the cold dragon appeared, it dragged this place into He Niansheng's domain.

Seeing the increasingly fierce and ferocious cold dragon in the corridor, Xia Ming's gaze sank and he directly controlled the torrent of swords to attack.

Iron swords as skin, spirit swords as bones, the vortex of sword light plowed the ground inch by inch.

At the moment of their collision, the cold dragon exhaled, breaking through the sword formation.

Countless iron swords directly disintegrated, and the terrifying frost penetrated the sword bodies, then exploded and turned into fine ice powder.

The iron swords were in such a state, and the spirit swords were not much better, as the low-level spirit swords seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

Even the ten purple thunder flying swords showed signs of delay in their sword light.

When Xia Ming's sword flow weakened, He Niansheng's cold dragon became even more solid.

In the end, the current contest between the two sides was about spiritual energy.

Xia Ming's Foundation Building Stage spiritual energy quality naturally couldn't compare to He Niansheng's Core Formation Late Stage.

Immortals focus on nurturing the soul to control the situation.

While demons focus on physical strength and seek a swift battle.

Unable to match the sword formation, Xia Ming still had other means.

Seeing the fierce and roaring cold dragon approaching, Xia Ming directly activated his Thunder God's Eye.

In the instant the Thunder Ring disappeared, a terrifying purple light directly blasted towards the body of the cold dragon.

One! Two! Three! Four!

Four consecutive thunder lights kept blasting out, and Xia Ming's left eye was surrounded by deep cracks.

In an instant, blood flowed, staining his black robe.

Although Xia Ming had strong healing abilities, his body couldn't handle such high-intensity activation.

As Xia Ming's blood flowed, the attacks of the cold dragon gradually slowed down.

Four terrifying penetrations appeared on the body of the cold dragon, all located at key nodes where the cold dragon's spiritual luck turned.

Taking advantage of the moment when the cold dragon was sluggish, Xia Ming continued to control the spirit swords to attack.

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly detonated all the low-level spirit swords.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

Bang—

The disintegrating spirit swords quickly disintegrated the body of the cold dragon. Seizing this opportunity, Xia Ming's palm exploded with wind seeds, rapidly approaching He Niansheng.

Xia Ming knew very well that his strength lay in his physical body, and the true path to victory was to get close to He Niansheng.

When he rushed to the middle of the corridor, Xia Ming's gaze suddenly froze.

In his field of vision, he unexpectedly saw He Niansheng rushing towards him at high speed!

At the moment he saw He Niansheng, Xia Ming lost his composure.

He Niansheng clearly knew that his physical body was strong, yet he dared to take the initiative?

One possibility was that He Niansheng was very confident in his physical body.

Another possibility was that He Niansheng currently had a reason for not being able to use spiritual energy.

He wanted to use spiritual energy to incubate that damn bug!

In almost an instant, Xia Ming guessed the answer.

With his teeth clenched, Xia Ming directly controlled the two purple thunder flying swords and slashed towards He Niansheng.

When the purple thunder flying swords flashed beside He Niansheng, Xia Ming immediately detonated them.

Boom--

Boom--

Xia Ming decisively did so, and even He Niansheng slowly narrowed his eyes.

The exploding spiritual swords, like stones thrown into water, pierced through, creating a Mirror Flower Water Moon.

The passage collapsed, and the ground below also crumbled.

It seemed that there was nothing below the passage...

However, Xia Ming and He Niansheng no longer cared about those things.

They were already fighting each other at this moment.

Extreme Dao! Sacrifice the skin! Thunder God's Divine Eye! Activate directly!

At the moment when Xia Ming's eyes burst with light, He Niansheng also sacrificed a jade talisman.

The jade talisman shattered, and the light in his eyes dissipated.

Facing Xia Ming's incoming fist, He Niansheng did not choose to defend, but also threw a punch.

The "Qianhu Marquis" inside his body was boiling incessantly, and a layer of fine dark purple scales began to grow under He Niansheng's skin.

Xia Ming struck towards He Niansheng's right shoulder, while He Niansheng transformed his fist into a palm and directly thrust it towards Xia Ming's left chest.

Bang--

Crack--

Xia Ming's fist did not penetrate He Niansheng's body. The layer of fine scales under his skin absorbed most of the impact.

However, He Niansheng's palm ruthlessly pierced through Xia Ming's left chest, not only piercing through, but also tearing off a large piece of fresh flesh.

Both of them seemed to be unable to feel pain. During this falling process, they fiercely exchanged blows more than a dozen times.

Blood rained down, swirling in the air. At this moment, they were like madmen.

Xia Ming's flesh and blood healed quickly, and He Niansheng's fine armor was exceptionally tough.

For a moment, they actually fought to a draw.

Without prior agreement.

Xia Ming pulled out the broken sword, while He Niansheng also summoned a pitch-black longsword.

At the moment of collision, a piercing screech echoed in their ears.

And then.

Xia Ming was shocked to find that the broken sword was actually cracking!

Through the slender crack on the sword, one could vaguely see the mysterious and profound inside.

When he tightly gripped the sword, Xia Ming actually felt a faint sense of gnawing.

It seemed that the broken sword was biting him...

The broken sword cracked, and the longsword in He Niansheng's hand also broke directly.

Without having time to think too much, Xia Ming swung his sword again.

At the moment the broken sword attacked, He Niansheng directly detonated the broken sword in his hand.

The tremendous impact directly pushed the two of them apart mercilessly.

...

Frantically activating the Blood Wheel Tianque, quickly adjusting his own state, Xia Ming's gaze suddenly widened as he swept his surroundings.

At this moment, he finally noticed that beneath this passage was actually a deep pit!

The surroundings were smooth, with a round Tianque, and one could vaguely see strange undulations.

This place was like... like...

Like a round cauldron!

Damn it!

What made Xia Ming even more uneasy was that spiritual energy and soul perception were suppressed in this place!

In shock, Xia Ming looked at He Niansheng on the opposite side again.

Right in front of Xia Ming, He Niansheng swallowed a mouthful of the flesh from Xia Ming's left chest.

Staring fixedly at He Niansheng in front of him, Xia Ming directly transmitted a message to his dantian.

[Assimilate the blood and qi! Prepare to activate the immortal seed!]

When Xia Ming's gaze turned cold, a faint icy smile appeared on the corner of He Niansheng's mouth.

"Xia Ming, my dear disciple, you're doing well. I'm pleased with your current state."

"Xia Ming, my Qilin child."

"Help me... become an immortal!"

(End of this chapter)