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I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Reincarnated as the son of the Duke in the Qi Dynasty, Fang Wang's mind housed a Heavenly Palace, where his consciousness could enter to cultivate. He could practice any cultivation technique or secret art to great perfection, only emerging when it was truly perfect. No matter how long he spent in the Heavenly Palace, in reality, it was but a moment's time. At the tender age of sixteen, Fang Wang stumbled upon the mythic realm of martial arts, unbeknownst to anyone else. However... One day, Fang Wang overheard whispers that Zhou Xue, the foster daughter of his uncle, had gone mad, prophesying doom for the Fang household. Curiosity piqued, Fang Wang stealthily approached Zhou Xue's room, catching her muttering to herself, "Sigh, even as a former celestial dignitary, I find myself powerless to alter the fate of my family. Is the heavens playing tricks on me... If only I could rewind time by just one month..." A reincarnated celestial dignitary? Fang Wang's perception shattered, a mix of shock and excitement washing over him. Who needs martial arts when you can ascend to immortality? Embarking on a journey spanning the vast landscapes, Fang Wang sought the one celestial art in the mortal realm capable of turning one into an immortal god.

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Chapter 346: Divine Passage Realm Seventh Layer, Longevity God Ages

Jiang Shenming stood up, and the pouring rain fell on him, unable to wet his robe. Under his gaze, a gigantic True Dragon emerged from the surface of the sea, revealing only its dragon head, yet it was a thousand zhang high, exuding an overwhelming presence.

This dragon seemed to be a Black Dragon. Its horns were not sharp but immensely large, like two small mountains perched above its eyes. Its scales were dark black, with dark red meridians faintly visible between them.

This Black Dragon had a fierce appearance and radiated boundless malevolent energy. As its maw opened and closed, it released intense, scorching turpidity.

The man in the straw raincoat looked up at the Black Dragon, not afraid but filled with curiosity.

Suddenly!

The sea ahead exploded again, and one by one, Black Dragons rose up. There were eight in total, looking identical to the first one. They rose from the seabed, their dragon bodies connected; it wasn't nine dragons, but a Nine-Headed Dragon!