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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.

Let me laugh · Oriental
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485 Chs

Chapter 116: The Comparison Between Fang Wang and the Great Saint

Fang Wang stood proudly atop the mountain peak, overlooking the Ghost Army advancing from the horizon.

At a glance, every ghost soldier radiated a powerful aura, with the weakest at the Spirit Elixir Realm, numbering in the tens of thousands, including no lack of Profound Heart Realm and Condensation Spirit Realm existences. The commanding general at the forefront possessed momentum far surpassing the Condensation Spirit Realm.

This Ghost Army maintained their images with each one clad in black armor. The leading general's helmet was adorned with two phoenix wings, and his cloak fluttered behind him like raging flames. His Ghost Qi spread hundreds of yards, accompanied by earth-shattering battle cries that bore an imposing presence.

Even from a great distance, Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen were frightened by this Ghost Army, especially the general's momentum, which was even more terrifying than the two Great Cultivators of Heaven's Larceny Sect they had encountered before!