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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 85: One Man, One Snake Versus an Entire Sect! [4th Update, Vote for Monthly Pass]_1

As more and more cultivators of Green Cicada Valley leapt out from the surrounding mountains and forests, a surging poison fog rose up in the wilderness. Wherever it passed, flowers, grass, and trees withered at a visibly rapid pace.

Fang Wang stood on the mid-slope, surveying his surroundings, he was completely surrounded.

He didn't attack immediately; instead, he waited for Green Cicada Valley's encirclement to prevent them from going after Fang Hanyu.

Countless poisonous insects flew in from the horizon, darkening the sky. Gradually, the land fell into gloom.

"Even if it were a mountain of knives or a sea of fire, I would accompany the young master. Young master, rest assured, I have stayed in the Great Saint's Grotto-Heaven for so many years, I've learned quite a few skills!"

Xiao Zi clung to Fang Wang's shoulder, trembling as it spoke, its voice frail but its demonic Qi ready for battle.