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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 340: Immortal and Indestructible, Not Tolerated by Cang

Having cultivated for over three hundred years, Fang Wang had practiced the Sword Dao, inherited the Body Cultivation Technique, and mastered a myriad of differently-typed Daoist Magic Divine Passage. Yet, he had never judged which path he truly wanted to pursue.

Even if he integrated the Myriad Laws of the Mortal Realm and created a peerless technique that could instantly make one an Immortal, that technique must still have its own position.

Fang Wang could not yet consider the methods of becoming an Immortal, but he now had to think about what kind of Divine Skills his Divine Passage Realm ought to create.

The higher the realm of a Cultivator, the more Divine Skills and spells they mastered, but no matter how high their realm, every Cultivator had their own Dao.

Fang Wang immersed himself in his thoughts while battling.

Even with his eyes closed, he could fight on instinct and continuously unleash Divine Skills.

"This is..."