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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
485 Chs

Chapter 401: The Extinction of the Great Saint!

Following Fang Wang's gaze, Ji Yutian soared towards Kunlun, following the surge of Cultivators.

Hearing that Fang Wang was not embarking on a killing spree, and that he even had so many Cultivators and Demons accompanying him, the still-hopeful Ji Yutian decided to follow and test Fang Wang's strength.

At the very least, he wanted to know the gap between himself and Fang Wang!

However, as soon as he set foot within the bounds of the Kunlun region, the world before his eyes suddenly changed.

He was horrified to find himself bound to a stake, wrapped in chains that were exceedingly strong, as an awful heat rose from below, making him instinctively look down.

Below was a gigantic cauldron, over a hundred zhang in diameter, filled with boiling red-hot oil, from which heads kept bobbing up and down.

"Celestial Phenomenon? No..."