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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 165 Reincarnation Identity, Earth-shattering [Third Update, Request for Monthly Ticket]

Fang Wang stared at the figure of Qi Tian, the Demon Venerable, amidst the demonic winds, immediately noticing that the other possessed only a soul body.

Could it be that the massive skeleton behind the Golden Buddha was the physical body of the Demon Venerable Qi Tian?

Seeing the Demon Venerable Qi Tian, Fo Ling did not care, still staring at Fang Wang with a face whose expression kept changing, clearly extremely disturbed within.

Soon, the Demon Venerable Qi Tian slowly walked out from within the demonic winds, his appearance identical to the previous soul thought, looking aged, only his gaze was brighter and more aggressive.

The gaze of the Demon Venerable Qi Tian fell upon Fang Wang, his lips curving into a wildly arrogant smile, something difficult to associate with his previously humble tone.

"Junior brother, well done. I owe you a favor, and I shall repay it in the future!"