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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 258: Divine Power to Sever Fate

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Emperor Tao and Dust-Light Divine Monk chatted while flying, their cultivation so profound that they traveled at incredible speeds.

After a long time.

They finally arrived at the battlefield where Fang Wang and the Suppressing Evil Golden Buddha had clashed. All that met their eyes was a land riddled with wounds, not a single spot left intact. The air was thick with the acrid smell of scorched earth and blood, rendering the whole world murky and turbid.

Emperor Tao raised his eyebrows, his gaze becoming ice cold.

Dust-Light Divine Monk sighed and said, "Only the Buddha Cultivator's aura remains; it seems we are too late."

Without responding, Emperor Tao sped up, with Dust-Light Divine Monk closely behind him.

The two of them swept across hundreds of miles before coming to a halt together. Following their gaze, one could see a Golden Buddha sitting cross-legged amidst the ruins, with a severed mountain face behind it, still splattered with blood.