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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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485 Chs

Chapter 477: The Calamity Finally Arrives

Under the watchful eyes of the Nine-Faced Divine Net and an assembly of Immortal Divine beings, the massive fireball created by the Wrathful God Luo's mana suddenly contracted and disappeared as if into thin air.

Immediately after, they saw the figures of Fang Wang, Supreme Saint, and Fang Jing. Meanwhile, Wrathful God Luo landed on the steps of the Heavenly Dao.

The aura of Wrathful God Luo had completely dissipated, his physical body covered with stone-like cracks, with wisps of grey vapor seeping out of the crevices. He shook all over, unable to believe as he looked at Fang Wang, words failing to escape his lips.

Fang Wang maintained the gesture of his raised hand, a silver light orb floating above his palm, strands of grey vapor entering it, forming a vortex around the orb.