Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 440 The Sky Splits
Li Jinyue appeared in the inner palace, wearing the light green dress that Lin Jiang had seen in the past, and holding a small round fan in her hand.

Compared to the several "Li Jinyue" that Lin Jiang had met before, the person in front of him seemed much more normal in her eyes and demeanor. Her eyes were noticeably lowered, and just looking at her gave one a sense of dignified composure.

However, Li Jinyue's sudden appearance startled the little golden figures below, who scurried about in panic like ants on a hot pan, without any order or strategy.

Lin Jiang even caught a glimpse of a small golden figure that was unable to move due to the invisible waves of Qi. It was clinging tightly to a solid stone base in the corner of the palace, looking extremely distressed.

Even so, the moment he saw Li Jinyue appear, he suddenly jumped up from his spot, pulled out a small broom from somewhere and gripped it tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on Li Jinyue above.

If Li Jinyue really wanted to do something, he might grab a broom and rush up to fight her to the death.

Regardless of the outcome, his attitude is clear.

Lin Jiang couldn't help but take a second look at the little man, feeling that he looked exactly like Yu Chang.

At this moment, Li Jinyue's face was gentle. She looked around and a trace of nostalgia flowed deep in her eyes.

Despite the unfriendly expressions of the Oscar statuettes, Li Jinyue did not show any negative emotions. She even smiled in the direction of the statuettes.

Unfortunately, this action only made the little golden statuettes even more panicked.

As if seeing her former friends in such a disheveled state would make her happy, Li Jinyue couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.

Immediately afterwards, she also stretched out her finger forward.

As she moved, the golden energy flowing in the distance gradually calmed down, transforming from a large, wave-like flow into a more peaceful state.

Although its volume is still enormous, it is not as turbulent as before.

From Linjiang's perspective, it's a bit like the Amazon River turning into the Yellow River.

Lin Jiang immediately seized the opportunity and tried to regain control of his body.

Fingers, toes, every inch of skin, tendons, and bones, every piece of flesh and blood.

These torsos responded one by one to the call of his consciousness.

He is like a babbling infant, rapidly transforming into adulthood.

Finally, Lin Jiang curled up in the warm Qi flow, then stretched his arms as if waking up at dawn, and gave a big yawn.

The muscles and bones emitted a faint crackling sound, and an indescribable sense of comfort washed over the entire body.

At this moment, he seemed to be swimming in warm, flowing water.

The golden light that flowed into the body gradually dissipated, returning to the milky white of Tianmian.

The channel for the immortals' gifts was thus severed.

Lin Jiang raised his head again and looked up at the sky.

The enormous void resembled an eye suspended above the stars, silently gazing down at the celestial mountain.

The moment their eyes met, Lin Jiang clearly felt a deep sadness once again permeate the emptiness.

At the edge of that void...

It seemed as if tears were welling up.

……

The donkey's head looks up at the dome of the fairy mountain.

Yu Wenyun charged towards him, intending to take the opportunity to kill him, but grass donkeys made of grass and trees kept emerging from around the donkey's head and body. This overwhelming force was exactly the same as that of Li Jinyue before.

Although they are unremarkable in appearance, each one is a ferocious mass of flesh formed by the Body Transformation Technique.

Furthermore, the methods within the immortal mountain are largely restricted, making it difficult even for Yu Wenyun to subdue his enemy at this moment.

After blasting several donkeys around him into a shower of grass and trampling several deep pits into the spreading grassland, Yu Wenyun suddenly felt that the things around him seemed a little fragile.

He frowned, and seeing a new batch of grass donkeys galloping towards him, he immediately stomped his foot hard on the ground.

The soil in front of them cracked layer by layer, and the earth exploded into pieces.

The donkey was instantly lifted into the air by the flying stone fragments, disintegrating in mid-air with immense force, turning into a torrential downpour of emerald green.

"You're so good at fighting? Why didn't you use those techniques just now?" The woman not far away stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Yu Wenyun ignored her completely, silently clenching his fists and feeling the powerful energy returning to his body.

But he felt no excitement at that moment.

As a woman who has been incarnated here, even if she has memories, she probably cannot truly understand the suffocating oppression that the immortal mountain exerts on them, as outsiders who are cultivators.

At this moment, the suppression had completely dissipated.

what does this mean?
Does this mean that one's cultivation level has reached a point where one can disregard the constraints of the immortal mountain?
Or……

Yu Wenyun suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing the air.

My gaze swept past the suspended sphere and landed squarely on the dark, inky ceiling.

He could clearly see that the dome, which covered the entire space like a sky, was showing spiderweb-like cracks.

The sky is crumbling inch by inch.

Several rays of light, not belonging to Tianmian, fell from directly above the sky.

The ground began to tremble violently!

The woman suddenly realized something was wrong. She looked up, her eyes wide, staring at the top:

"The dojo has cracked? The dojo has cracked! This was created by the immortal shuttle we used to come here, how could this be..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ground began to shake violently.

She had no choice but to brace herself with her hands on the ground to steady herself.

Yu Wenyun immediately lifted two huge stone slabs from both sides and placed them diagonally above the woman.

In this way, even if the pebbles fall, they won't hurt her.

After doing all this, Yu Wenyun discovered that the ceiling had completely collapsed.

He saw a vast expanse of stars. The brilliant sea of ​​stars flowed swiftly across the sky, their paths initially discernible, but in an instant they connected into lines, forming one ring after another.

In the center of the ring, a huge void is clearly suspended.

The void stared at the glowing sphere below, where a small amount of "liquid" had appeared in the very center.

Yu Wenyun seemed to have misunderstood.

The liquid was almost transparent, with only a faint outline visible on the very edge, but even so, Yu Wenyun felt a strange sensation welling up inside him.

The remaining liquid seemed to be...

Tears.

After removing his mask, Donkey Head's face returned to its ashen, festering, and bloody appearance. He raised his head high and looked into the same empty space.

At this moment, the light in his eyes had completely disappeared, and two turbid tears slid down the corners of his eyes, across his festering skin, and all the way to his chin.

"You have been chosen, and you should have the most perfect body, so why are you refusing?"

"You should be able to transform into an immortal and become an immortal being."

"You will not die, you will become eternal, become a memory; those around you will not perish either, this world will continue to turn."

"But why do you resist?"

He seemed to be muttering to himself, but tears streamed down his face, covering his entire festering wound.

At the same time, his body began to undergo dramatic changes.

The Taoist robe gradually turned into smoke and dust and dissipated with the wind, revealing the dilapidated body below.

The skin of that body was exactly like his face, both covered with festering chunks of flesh.

It is covered with holes of varying sizes, through which one can clearly see the inside.

However, what is visible inside is not bone, organs, or blood vessels.

But...

A series of distorted human faces.

These people's faces were so distorted that their original appearances were unrecognizable, and they were now like donkey heads, with tears streaming down their faces.

Yu Wenyun had dealt with many enemies, among whom were many mystical shamans among the southern tribes. If they couldn't defeat them, they would become like Donkey Head, muttering strange words. He could tell at a glance that Donkey Head was probably about to use some magic.

Without any hesitation, he bent down halfway.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Wenyun's feet suddenly moved.

The ground beneath his feet instantly split open like a spreading ocean, creating a deep ravine in the middle.

The soil and stone slabs on the ground surged like a huge tsunami, carrying the underground vegetation with them as they roared to the side before gradually subsiding.

In that lightning-fast instant, Yu Wenyun was already in front of Donkey Head.

He raised his fist high, about to swing it down at the donkey's head.

But at this moment, everything around seemed to slow down.

Donkey Head slowly turned his head to look at Yu Wenyun:
“I’ve said it before, I don’t really want to kill you.”

His voice was completely different from before, hollow as if it came from a very distant place:

"I just want to return to my physical body."

……

A figure flew backward at an even greater speed. His body swept across the street, smashing houses into dust.

In the end, Yu Wenyun crashed straight into the enormous tree behind him, leaving a deep hole in the tree that was supporting Tianmian.

But this tree was, after all, the core of the immortal mountain, and its resilience far surpassed that of the surrounding buildings. Only a small wound remained on its massive trunk.

The woman, oblivious to the collapsing dome, rushed toward the giant tree.

Seeing a giant rock crashing down on her from the sky, she panicked and suddenly created eight identical Li Jinyue figures centered on herself.

Four of them were killed instantly, while the remaining three, along with herself, managed to pass through the falling debris.

At that moment, the woman suddenly felt that something that had been suppressed deep within her body was gradually awakening as the sky collapsed.

But she had no time to pay attention to that now, and could only try her best to quicken her pace and rush to the side of the pit.

She quickly waved her sleeve, dispersing the thick dust that hung above the giant tree:
"Are you alright? If you're not dead, let me know!"

She muttered to herself, and with a movement, she finally saw the figure at the bottom of the pit.

The woman's voice suddenly caught in her throat.

The figure that appeared in the tree pit was not Yu Wenyun.

But...

A big insect!
It was a huge worm with almost no excess fat on its body. Beneath every inch of its skin were muscles as hard as stone carvings.

Majestic and imposing.

At this moment, it lay limp deep in the tree pit, clearly seriously injured, with blood still flowing from the corner of its mouth, rolling down in layers.

The woman felt her thoughts freeze instantly.

这 是
Yu Wenyun?
But how did he turn into this?

The woman didn't have time to think much, so she could only try to pull the big worm out of the tree pit, but it was too heavy and she couldn't move it for a while.

Just as the woman was busy with this, she suddenly felt a blinding light coming from behind her.

I subconsciously turned around and looked.
The donkey-headed body floated up.

The void that controlled the void abandoned Lin Jiang and was drifting towards him!
(End of this chapter)