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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 217: The World Shaken, The Wind of Heavenly Dao

"I wish to experience the might of the Nine Dragons Tyrant Fist."

Chen Shang's voice echoed within Sword Heaven Marsh, drawing more and more sword cultivators to the lakeside, peering at his silhouette.

They had never heard the name Chen Shang before, but since he claimed to hail from the Southern Celestial Sea, it was apparent he was no ordinary person.

People from the mainland inherently harbored a wariness towards the overseas cultivation world, a fear rooted in the unknown.

"You wish to experience the Nine Dragons Tyrant Fist? Don't forget, eighty years ago, you nearly died by my hands. Even I couldn't withstand his punch!" Dugu Wenhun taunted coldly.

Fang Wang could sense his intention to save Chen Shang; there was no need for him to intervene otherwise.

However, the current Fang Wang harbored no intent to kill. In his view, normal sparring and exchange of pointers were acceptable.