Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 390 All Killed
The remnant soul of the Divine Martial Immortal let out a desperate wail.

He watched helplessly as the secret he had guarded for three thousand years was unraveled, and the scriptures encrypted with his life essence were being deciphered layer by layer by the chaotic golden light.

What terrified him most was that Xu Yunfan's Divine Dharma Image had begun to construct the prototype of the Divine Martial Dao Foundation in his sea of ​​consciousness, according to the scriptures!
"No! That belongs to me, it's mine, it's my destiny..."

"Disperse."

Xu Yunfan flicked his finger lightly, revealing his divine form.

The last remnant soul of Shenwu Zhenren shattered like glass, turning into countless streams of light that were swallowed by the chaotic vortex.

The purest strand of the Foundation Establishment Source was guided by the Dharma Image to the place where flesh and blood meet three inches below Xu Yunfan's navel.

Outside, Xu Yunfan suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes shone with golden light for three inches, and golden rays of the Ten Extreme True Qi burst forth from every pore of his body.

The martial arts crystal trembled and hummed, as if it had a spirit, breaking free from the shackles of flesh and blood, and suddenly detached from the body and hung above the crown of the head.

The crystal core melted and collapsed in the void, transforming into a chaotic vortex that descended like a nebula through nine layers of light.

With each wisp of energy brushing against his skin, Xu Yunfan's body emitted a sound like metal clashing against metal.

The once perfected glass-like bone structure has undergone another transformation, with strange patterns emerging in the jade-colored marrow, and the evaporating blood energy condensing into crimson-gold aura outside the pores.

At this moment, he seemed like an ancient ferocious beast that had broken the shackles of heaven and earth. Every breath he took caused the earth's veins to resonate, and even the surrounding light distorted and collapsed around this continuously sublimating body.

"I see."

Xu Yunfan's expression was neither sad nor happy, showing no emotional fluctuations as if he had obtained the True Martial Devouring Demon Scripture. His voice carried the unique clarity of the Supreme Being's Forgetfulness.

"The foundation of Divine Martial Dao requires the ultimate realm of martial arts as a catalyst, the Xuanhuang Qi as a furnace, and the addition of Martial Dao Mystic Crystals..."

He immediately made a hand seal, releasing himself from the state of "Lin" (临), and the feeling of transcending emotions vanished like the receding tide.

The immovable divine image within his skull gradually collapsed, transforming into a ray of clear light that sank into the depths of his consciousness.

In a daze, it seemed as if thousands of threads were drawn from the void, and the joys and sorrows that had been taken away flowed back from my limbs and bones like a spring stream thawing.

He instinctively pressed his hand to his chest, feeling a long-lost heartbeat beneath his fingertips.

The tremor of humanity being re-infused into flesh and blood is like a newborn infant opening its eyes for the first time, recognizing this mortal world stripped of its divine filter.

Although Xu Yunfan's cultivation of the "Lin" technique was still at a minor level, his current level of cultivation had reached an inconceivable state, and the mental strain of maintaining the "Lin" state was almost negligible.

However, a deep-seated worry lingered between his brows.

If one indulges in this state for a long time, one's seven emotions will gradually fade and one's six desires will wither away, eventually becoming like a clay sculpture in a temple, possessing only the form of a human but having lost one's humanity.

If this continues for a long time, he can clearly see a future moment when his divine power will completely devour his mortal heart. At that time, even if he has the ability to move mountains and fill seas, he will be nothing more than an empty shell that can walk the world.

"Supreme detachment from emotions..."

A hint of worry flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes. "If we really become heartless and desireless stones, how are we any different from those unmoving mountain rocks?"

After a long while, as his emotions began to return to his mind along with his strong body, the mountain wind swept past his temples, and a few strands of hair fell across his forehead, adding a touch of vitality to his face, which still had a golden hue.

Just as Xu Yunfan was preparing to delve into the profound mysteries of the "True Martial Devouring Demon Scripture," he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound breaking through the air.

Looking up, one could see several streaks of blood-red light falling from the sky like meteors, accompanied by a stench of blood as they crashed down.

The leader was none other than the scarred disciple of the Yuanmo Sect, whose centipede-shaped scar on his left cheek gleamed with a strange purple light under the surge of true energy.

The moment he landed, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the soles of his boots, but he froze abruptly upon seeing the scene before him. On the scorched earth shrouded in blood mist, only Xu Yunfan stood with his hands behind his back, the lingering traces of his powerful inner energy still visible on his clothes.

Shenwu Zhenren was nowhere to be found, not even a trace of his aura remained.

The scarred man's pupils contracted sharply, and the sound of him swallowing was clearly audible as his Adam's apple bobbed.

The four fellow disciples behind him turned ashen-faced, sensing something was amiss. If Xu Yunfan was the only one left present, what about Shenwu Zhenren?

Did that Foundation Establishment cultivator possess the other person's body?
The scarred man swallowed hard and forced a smile, saying, "Xu Tian from Weichen Peak of the Yuanshi Sect greets Divine Martial True Man, and has come to offer thanks for the True Man's return to his position!"

Hearing Xu Tian's probing words, Xu Yunfan's lips curled up slightly, his fingertips lightly tracing the dragon scale armor on his sleeve, the metallic scraping sound particularly jarring in the deathly silence: "Are you looking for that Foundation Establishment senior? You've disappointed me."

He suddenly stomped on a piece of bone fragment that was glowing with phosphorescent light, crushing it on the ground. "You were just making a racket here a moment ago, now..."

Before he finished speaking, the scarred man suddenly retreated ten feet, and the twelve skull magic weapons at his waist exploded at the same time, turning into a thick blood curtain to protect his body.

His movements were so swift that he left three afterimages behind him.

"Why are you running away? You came and you want to leave? Did you even ask me?"

A cold glint flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes, and as he loosely clenched his right hand, the Shaking Mountain and Sea-Suppressing Hammer he pulled from the Sumeru Bag trembled like a dragon's roar.

The dark gold patterns on the hammer handle lit up one after another, and the power of the earth veins surged into the hammer body like a tide, condensing into the phantom image of a mountain at the hammerhead.

"town!"

With a single shout, the heavy hammer transformed into a crimson-gold meteor, hurtling towards the Yuanmo Sect disciple on the far left.

The moment the man unleashed his black iron shield, the shield twisted and shattered like paper the instant his hammer touched its surface.

The hammer's force, still strong, pierced through his chest cavity, turning his internal organs into a bloody mist. Fragments of shattered vertebrae could even be seen in the bloody hole that exploded in his back.

Seeing this, Xu Yunfan sighed inwardly. His blow was incredibly powerful. If the hammer had been upgraded by one level, the opponent would have been reduced to dust by that blow.

Even a small hill can be reduced to dust.

Upon seeing this, the second person quickly formed a hand seal, and seventy-two small swords flew out from his sleeve to form a sword formation.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yunfan immediately joined his left hand into a sword shape, and the Ten Extremes True Qi condensed into a three-foot-long green blade at his fingertips. He unleashed the Burning Sea Sword Qi, one of the Three Pure Yang Styles, which shredded those sword formations before they even got close.

The aftershocks of the sword swept across his neck, and the look of terror on his face as his head flew off was still frozen in place.

The third person turned to flee, but suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Xu Yunfan had already drawn the Sky-Piercing Bow at some point. Before the lingering echo of the bowstring's vibration had faded, the arrow formed from true qi had pierced through his dantian.

The crimson flames attached to the arrow instantly ignited his true energy, and his entire body was like a torch that had been set ablaze, turning into charred remains amidst screams.

The last female cultivator screamed and crushed the teleportation talisman. Just as the spatial ripples began to spread, Xu Yunfan's Mountain-Shaking Hammer had already smashed into a certain place in the void.

The hammerhead's mountain-like patterns shone brightly, forcefully disrupting the surrounding area of ​​ten zhang with the power of the earth's veins.

The female cultivator's body was half-submerged in the teleportation, but she was forcibly "stuck" in the spatial interlayer, her lower body being shredded into mincemeat by the chaotic spatial power.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, leaving only the scarred man, Xu Tian, ​​standing there dumbfounded.

The blood mist that had burst from his waist had not yet dissipated, and all twelve protective skull artifacts were now destroyed.

(End of this chapter)