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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 211: Undying and Indestructible, Sweeping Across Heaven Breaking

Good!

This single word rang out like the furious shout of Heavenly Gods, shaking the nine heavens and echoing endlessly.

Fang Wang and Thousand Eyes Great Saint exchanged glances and simultaneously vanished into thin air. In an instant, day and night switched as the star-filled sky disappeared, with the transition happening in the blink of an eye.

Before anyone could react, an overwhelmingly powerful gust bore down from the horizon, flipping many people over onto the ground.

Dugu Wenhun instinctively turned his head, his black hair whipped about by the fierce wind, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Thousands of miles away, Thousand Eyes Great Saint raised his right palm, from which countless eyes spat out an uncountable shower of arrows made of ice. The massive onslaught was like a glacial river from ancient times, covering hundreds of miles.