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What If I Can't Die?

Song Shi came to an immortal world where demons and monsters were rampant. He thought he was going to take a trepidatious road to immortality, but ended up awakening to a death-defying system, gaining strength from death and getting stronger every time he died. The whole style took a sudden change. Other people cultivated to seek immortality, but he was already immortal, and could only seek immortality by having himself killed in various ways, either by killing himself or by letting people kill him. "You were killed 10 times by the Yin spirit, awakening the spiritual root of fire!" "You were killed 10 times by the zombie, awakening the innate divine power!" "You were killed 10 times for excess cultivation, awakening the Daoist heart!" "You were killed by a formation, formation level +1!" "You were killed by an alchemy explosion, +1 alchemy level!" Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Sacred Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Draconic Sacred Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master... His cultivation was a fun journey, and he kept finding ways to kill himself on his way to the top of the immortal path... Years later, the world rumor had it that once Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

Infinite Sand · Eastern
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755 Chs

Possessed by the Golden Armor Heavenly God (2)

Editor: Atlas Studios

"He looks strong on the outside but is weak on the inside."

Song Shi saw through Ye Wenzhong's situation. A cold glint flashed across his eyes as he continued to approach without a trace.

Seeing that Ye Wenzhong was approaching the reinforcements without resistance and was about to congregate with them, Lu Jiu gave up on stopping him and chose to attack with his words.

"Old dog Ye, if you burn your bloodline power like this, even if you escape, you'll be crippled for life!"

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons felt that it was a pity. He had not expected this old dog to work so hard which robbed him of the chance of obtaining the most precious blood essence. He could only mock, "Hehe, when we return, the youngsters of the clan might usurp the throne."