Perfect Double Agent

Chapter 54 Nine Styles of Reversing Immortality

"boom!"

Crimson lightning descended, covering the sky and the earth. Each bolt was like a ten-thousand-foot-long crimson dragon, roaring as it arrived, instantly blasting a snow-capped mountain into dust.

But this did not stop there. More lightning followed, causing gusts of cold wind to blow throughout the world. Accompanied by eerie sounds of ghosts howling and wolves wailing, the crimson lightning struck with overwhelming force, as if it were the heavens executing a punishment for the thief who stole forbidden power.

"You son of a bitch!"

"It hurts!"

Bai Ye looked up at the sky, his hand, which had been forming a hand seal, slowly rose, carrying an unfathomable power, and shot straight up to the heavens.

"Two lifetimes, as human beings!"

At that moment, time seemed to slow down, and the entire world began to ripple. A palm, not very large or dazzling, struck out, and the world seemed to be hit, creating an extremely strange phenomenon.

The lightning split in two, and a phantom lightning bolt retreated, flying out of its own body. The heavens and earth rippled, like the moon reflected in water, as if a similar phantom lightning bolt was also flying out.

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth weakened, and the power of thunder was also reduced, creating a strange and incomprehensible scene.

"What is that...?"

The three rubbed their eyes, looking as if they had seen a ghost, their faces filled with disbelief. In their perception, the entire world seemed to overlap, as if it had split into two parts.

"One day is forever!"

"Two lifetimes!"

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

It was an unusually strange boy, only about ten years old, with a transparent sun above his head and blood seeping from his entire body.

But he was extremely wild and arrogant, creating one handprint after another, and one cosmic black hole after another, as if he were using supernatural powers to sweep across the heavens, trying to force this world into the cycle of reincarnation.

"Two lifetimes!"

"All is emptiness!"

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

"Eight Styles of Reversal!"

"..."

"Nine Techniques to Slay Immortals!"

"Outrageous!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The boy seemed to have gone mad, spouting incoherent nonsense. At the same time, he unleashed one supernatural power after another, and used one magical technique after another, regardless of their strength or usefulness. He threw them into the sky at will, his madness sending chills down everyone's spine.

But none of that matters. What matters is that the crimson lightning in the sky continues to fall densely, like a divine punishment, completely engulfing the boy.

After an unknown amount of time, the eerie wind dissipated, the thunder retreated, and the snowfield fell silent, leaving only an enormous abyss that seemed to bear witness to what had happened.

The three figures came to their senses numbly, but the scene from before still flashed deep in their minds.

The boy was incredibly strong, bordering on freakish, but he was also insane, spouting supernatural abilities they couldn't understand, some of which were completely nonsensical and sounded like utter nonsense.

However, the opponent's supernatural powers were very orderly, one move after another, relentlessly sweeping across the heavens and earth, and actually weakening the lightning.

"A person should know how to respect the heavens. If you don't respect the heavens, who will die if not you?" Zhen Zhen rubbed his stiff face and looked at the boundless abyss.

He was deeply impressed by the boy's "two lifetimes" and the terrifying supernatural power that could even sweep the sky, which was etched into the depths of his soul.

He was very honest and frank: I want to learn!

"Wait a little longer, observe first," Old Wang said, stopping Zhen Zhen from acting impulsively.

But they waited for almost half a day before finally, the three of them cautiously descended into the abyss.

The abyss was enormous, with a diameter of no less than ten thousand feet. It seemed to pierce through the earth completely, and its depth was unfathomable. Even the surrounding area was filled with a terrifyingly oppressive atmosphere, making their bodies tense.

"I saw him...he's down there..."

The three of them stood cautiously on a flying carpet, examining a charred boy at the bottom.

The opponent was in a terrible state. His body was covered in blood, with numerous wounds, some small holes oozing blood, others charred and mangled. The most terrifying wound was a blood-red lightning spear that had pierced through the boy's chest, seemingly pinning him to the ground. It was still flashing with dense lightning.

"Is he dead...?"

"He should be dead, I didn't sense any life..."

"Gu'er, go down and take a look. Try to take the five-colored pouch from the waist." Old Wang said.

The boy named Gu'er shuddered, but dared not resist. He gritted his teeth and jumped off the flying carpet, heading towards the boy.

At this moment, all three of them were on edge, and even their hands clenched involuntarily. Their behavior was too bold. Although their actions were somewhat despicable, they could not resist the temptation of such a talented young man.

At that moment, the pounding of three hearts was like thunder in the silent night—too clear, too tense.

But at that moment, whether it was an illusion or not, the boy's eyelids below seemed to twitch.

This sudden turn of events caused the three men's expressions to change drastically, especially Old Wang, who, without thinking, instinctively raised his hand and slapped downwards.

Even Zhen Zhen instantly dropped an object.

"Boom!"

A tremendous burst of light and a destructive aura erupted from the bottom of the abyss, instantly dissolving Gu'er.

"Did we overreact?"

The old man and the young man were filled with trepidation, excitement, and indescribable complex emotions. Killing an unknown monster was indeed unethical, but there were also spiritual herbs and sacred medicines on the mountain outside, plus the young man's belongings. Who could resist such temptation?

However, when the light faded, the scene that came into view gave them the creeps.

It was a three-zhang-high light barrier, radiating a sacred and supreme aura, protecting the boy.

At the same time, there was a pair of indifferent eyes watching them quietly.

The boy didn't die; he's still alive.

"Old Wang, quick, kill him now!"

"Young Master Zhen, let's go! That's a divine artifact; we can't break it!"

"No, let me go! How can I give up something that's already in my mouth!" Zhen Zhen was full of resentment. Since he had already made the move, he might as well go all the way. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The other party was still alive even after all that, and woke up at the crucial moment.

If they had come down earlier, they might have succeeded by now.

Bai Ye remained expressionless as he watched the old man and the young man flee quickly. He then forcibly took out a pill and put it in his mouth.

"I really don't like people with the surname Zhen..."

The crimson lightning spear on his chest reminded him of Zhen Lun, and also of Zhen Gu, whom he had never met.

……

……

A month later.

"Is this the Snow Realm... completely different from other realms?" Three figures emerged from a space and headed into the depths of the world.

These are three older teenagers, each around sixteen or seventeen years old. Their cultivation levels have all reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation realm, and the leader among them has even reached the early stage of the Inscription realm, which is truly rare in the entire lower realm.

"Senior Brother Zhen Yun, shouldn't we go find the Holy Maiden first?" someone asked, looking at the man with his hands behind his back not far away.

This person was very young, dressed in white, with a slender figure, handsome face, and sharp eyes, like two unsheathed divine swords. The moment he glanced ahead, the entire air seemed to be sliced ​​open.

“There’s no rush. My younger brother is in this world, and there’s some information he left behind. It just so happens that I also want to obtain the Dao Source of this world.” Zhen Yun said, his confident demeanor extremely dazzling, as if he was born with an extraordinary temperament.

"Junior Brother Zhen Zhen is actually here... No wonder I didn't see him in the Autumn Realm."

In the past month, they have traveled through the four realms of spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Not only were they safe, but they also obtained two kinds of divine objects that resembled the source of the Dao. This made Zhen Yun unable to hide his joy, as if he were the true chosen one of destiny, and these small worlds existed for him.

"It is here naturally, and it has already come here."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a startled figure flew in from the distant horizon.

"Big brother...run, run!"

Chapter 55 Gathering Together

It was a disheveled boy, only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a relatively low cultivation level. He came from the horizon, his face filled with panic, as if he were being chased by some ferocious beast, his body almost unable to steady itself in fear.

"Why are you running away? Explain yourself, who's chasing you?"

"Run...run!"

Zhen Yun was suddenly stunned, and then his pupils shrank sharply. At the same time, an unbelievable scene appeared in his eyes.

It was a clean, white hand that suddenly appeared out of the space, and then, under his angry glare, it instantly transformed into a dragon claw, which pierced directly into his brother's back.

"You dare! Do you know what you're doing?!"

"boom!"

Blood mist filled the sky, and corpses flew everywhere. The fall of his younger brother almost drove Zhen Yun out of control. He had always gotten whatever he wanted.

As the eldest son of the Zhen family, the strongest member of the Patching Heaven Sect in the present era, and the senior brother who protects the Holy Maiden, he is surrounded by many halos, which makes it easy for him to stand at the pinnacle of the universe.

Throughout the land, who would dare to defy the Zhen family, who would dare to refuse his words? But now, his younger brother has been murdered right before his eyes.

"I hate people with the surname Zhen!"

With a deep voice, the owner of the hand appeared.

He was a young man covered in blood. His clothes were tattered, and he was still bleeding from wounds all over his body, as if he had just gone through a great battle. His eyes revealed an indescribable weariness.

However, to the shock of the three present, the opponent's cultivation level was actually at the mid-stage of the Inscription Realm.

This is unbelievable, because the boy looked to be only ten years old, much younger than them.

"go!"

Zhen Yun acted decisively, crushing a divine talisman. He then vanished instantly with the three of them.