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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 377: Sin Resentment Stele, Reincarnation Rebirth

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True God of the Heavenly Palace?

Fang Wang's brows furrowed involuntarily under the fox mask upon hearing the mysterious voice.

Xiao Zi, Niu Hai, and Duan Tian hadn't heard the voice just now and remained vigilant, watching ahead.

Fang Wang remained silent, calmly waiting.

As they flew deeper, the fog ahead gradually thinned and the mountains began to take shape.

Duan Tian, standing behind Niu Hai, looked intently ahead, his eyelids twitching violently.

They weren't mountains at all, but rather gargantuan skeletons of white bones.

These skeletons resembled human bones but were much larger, with most standing over a thousand zhang tall, and all were kneeling on the ground; it was difficult to estimate their height if they stood up.

The atmosphere grew tense, and even Xiao Zi dared not be careless, its dragon eyes constantly sweeping in every direction.