nucmednet Chapter 278 He's already a Celestial Immortal?
Chapter 278 He's already a Celestial Immortal?
Something is wrong.
Ding Yi looked at the fleshy tree-man in front of him, and after a moment his expression calmed down.
Regardless, I have now created a way of carefree living that is unprecedented and will never be repeated. If this is wrong, then the world is wrong!
He can't be wrong!
However, the kill notification for Qiu Dishui has not yet appeared, which means that Qiu Dishui is still alive.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi suddenly became interested. He walked around the flesh tree man once, and then suddenly made a move, his palm turning into a knife, and with a casual wave of his hand, he cut off a large piece of bark!
As the piece of bark fell off, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on the trunk, flowing down the cracked lines and onto the ground.
"Sure enough, it still contains human bodies and has not completely turned into trees."
Ding Yi frowned slightly upon seeing this, but then placed his palm on the tree trunk and his arm trembled slightly.
The next moment, an immense force burst forth from his palm, instantly shattering the entire fleshy tree into two halves.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed out, but as soon as it got close to Ding Yi, it was instantly shaken into smaller particles and scattered with the wind.
Only then did the prompt appear before Ding Yi's eyes.
[You have slain the demoness of the Yin-Yang Palace; your lifespan has increased by 167 years and 125 days.]
Seeing this, Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief and then turned around to look behind him.
At this moment, the last two female disciples of the Xuan Guang Hall stood there, not taking a single step, which surprised Ding Yi slightly.
Upon seeing this, Ding Yi rapidly scanned the two delicate bodies before him with his divine sense and discovered that their internal organs had been completely shattered, and even their hearts had been broken into several pieces.
"It seems he was killed by the aftershocks of the Returning Origin attack during the battle just now."
Ding Yi shook his head. These two people probably gave him pitifully small lifespan hints. Ding Yi had become numb to those single-digit lifespans that kept popping up these past few days, and probably hadn't even noticed them.
"Sir, I acted well, didn't I?"
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out behind Ding Yi.
Ding Yi turned around and saw that Sun Qiao'er had already gotten up and was standing there smiling at him.
"Your acting needs improvement. Next time, don't come in screaming. It's too fake."
Ding Yi pointed at Sun Qiao'er and said with a serious expression.
“What you say is true, sir. I understand.”
Sun Qiao'er nodded in agreement.
"However, it's still a little short."
Ding Yi suddenly said.
Sun Qiao'er was stunned when she heard this, but before she could speak, a white light suddenly pierced through her chest, sending her flying off the ground.
"It would be too unbelievable if you weren't injured. I shattered your heart meridian, but the Evergreen True Qi will continuously heal it. You will wake up in three hours."
In a daze, Sun Qiao'er heard what Ding Yi said, and then everything went black before her eyes, and she completely fainted.
After seeing Sun Qiao'er fall to the ground, Ding Yi strode over, took the signal tube from her body, and pulled it up into the sky.
Finally, Ding Yi took one last look at the valley, and after confirming that there were no problems, he slowly left the place.
Shortly after Ding Yi left, several figures suddenly appeared outside the valley.
They were wearing the uniforms of the Yin-Yang Palace. The leader was tall with white hair and beard, but his skin was smooth and lustrous, like that of a young man.
This person is none other than Xiong Lie, the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall!
Xiong Lie is a peerless figure who has reached the peak of the Divine Palace realm. He cultivates the Sun Chasing Technique, one of the two great divine scriptures of the Yangyang Palace, and his strength is unfathomable.
The moment he entered the valley, his pupils contracted.
"What a terrifying aura! This is... Lu Xian?!"
Although Xiong Lie was shocked, he did not panic.
This time, he was carrying the Yin-Yang Bone, a secret treasure of the palace, so even when facing Lu Xian, he could be said to be completely unafraid.
With a wave of his hand, Xiong Lie sent his numerous disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall scattering into the valley like a tide, carefully searching the area.
When Qiu Dishui, the master of the Xuan Guan Hall, came out this time, she had already reported to her law enforcement hall.
But now that the Xuan Guang Palace has sent out a distress signal, Xiong Lie sensed something ominous.
Therefore, after receiving the report from his subordinates, he immediately decided to leave the palace in person, taking the secret treasure with him as a precaution.
But now, this seemingly ordinary valley appears to harbor an immense killing intent.
Half a cup of tea later, Xiong Lie stood beside the shattered flesh tree with a grim expression.
Looking at the bizarre tree-man corpse before him, even Xiong Lie, with his vast experience, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
Is this Lu Xian a martial artist, or Lu Xian a god worshipper?
Could it be that Lu Xian from Taiping Palace made a move?
Xiong Lie had this conjecture because the martial artist Lu Xian cultivated his own body and relied on refining Qi to transform into spirit. Even if he became a Lu Xian, he would not inflict such strange injuries on his enemies.
But the practice of worshipping gods and immortals is different.
They absorb malevolent energy, which originates from the seven emotions and six desires of the human body, as well as the five internal organs, and is filled with a large amount of impurities.
As their cultivation of worshipping gods progresses to the final stage, their souls undergo certain mutations due to the absorption of a large amount of malevolent energy, often resulting in indescribable effects on everything around them.
"Elder, some fine pieces of flesh and bone tissue have been found in the deep pit over there."
As Xiong Lie was pondering, one of his subordinates came to his side and whispered a report.
Xiong Lie squinted at the treant at his feet, then turned to look at the deep pit over there, before turning and walking towards it without saying a word.
"Elder, what should we do about Deacon Sun? His heart meridian is ruptured. Without the secret medicine, he probably won't live for more than an hour."
Someone quickly followed behind Xiong Lie and asked.
Xiong Lie didn't hesitate at all when faced with the only survivor in the field; he simply uttered the word "rescue."
On the other side, at the foot of Zuowang Peak, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground.
Ding Yi dusted himself off, then looked up at the precipitous mountain peaks above him, a cold smile creeping onto his lips.
Then, he calmly walked towards Zuowang City.
He came out this time under the pretext of visiting relatives. After all, who among those who can enter Zuowang City doesn't have a powerful backer on Zuowang Peak?
When Ding Yi returned to the blacksmith shop, Wang Zhou immediately complained:
"You've been out all day, while I've been incredibly busy!"
Ding Yi said with a smile:
"Master Wang, here I am."
After saying that, Ding Yi quickly took the pile of longswords he had accumulated and headed towards the storeroom at the back.
Today, the weapons from Duan's blacksmith shop are shining brightly on both battlefields.
The soldiers who used it all had one thing in common: awesome!
For the Taiping Palace, which is skilled in weapon crafting, this weapon is still comparable and not inferior. However, for the Baiyun Temple, this weapon is simply a nightmare for the enemy.
Therefore, the Duan family's blacksmith shop has been extremely busy lately, with weapons simply not meeting the demand.
Ding Yi's lifespan naturally increased continuously, day by day.
Now, Ding Yi can gain an average of one hundred years of lifespan every day. This feeling of sitting and enjoying happiness makes Ding Yi feel that all the previous arrangements were worthwhile.
After all, he had been through several life-or-death battles before, and had almost been injured!
Next, Ding Yi planned to completely refine his physical body with spiritual energy, and then find an opportunity to remove the sign covering his aura, attracting the evil god to kill him.
As he realized he was gradually gaining control of the rhythm, Ding Yi felt a wonderful sense of satisfaction and let out a low, chuckle as he stood in the warehouse.
One day later, on Mount Zuowang.
Upon hearing Xiong Lie's description, the bald old Taoist priest's eyes widened in astonishment, and upon closer inspection, it was noticeable that his body was trembling slightly.
"You mean there's a person embedded in the tree at the scene?"
The bald old Taoist interrupted Xiong Lie and then suddenly asked.
"That's how it is in real life."
Xiong Lie glanced at his palace master and, seeing that he didn't react, responded.
"Impossible! Impossible! How could it be so fast! It's only been a short time!"
As the bald old Taoist priest spoke, he kept pulling at his hair, feeling like he was going crazy.
The mere thought of that figure filled him with an indescribable fear, causing his eyes to turn bloodshot.
"Hurry!! I want your Yin Yang Palace's true god to come down immediately!! If you don't come down, I'll destroy Qingzhou!!"
Suddenly, the bald old Taoist priest roared at Chu Wenxuan over there.