Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

"This senior with the blood-written inscription is one of the rare powerhouses in the cultivation world of this sea. Few can contend with him, and his disturbances are growing ever more intense."

"The realm of cultivating immortals on the sea?"

The other party did not reply, but continued translating and explaining:

"One day, this person dyed a sea area blood red, and in some unknown way, a large amount of spiritual energy emanated from it."

"The gradually declining cultivation world has been revitalized by the replenishment of spiritual energy, and his image among cultivators has gradually improved."

Xi Heng listened from the side, his doubts growing.

"Afterwards, Xue Jie bestowed his cultivation techniques upon many cultivators, allowing them to capture flesh and blood in exchange for spiritual light."

"..."

Xi Heng was pretty sure that the Blood Sea Technique probably originated from this.

"Having obtained this technique, the realm has gradually recovered to its former glory in just a hundred years," Chen Fenghuo translated.

"Over the past century, the sea surface of the Chonghai Spiritual Domain has turned crimson, and the name of the Chonghai Domain has gradually changed to the Blood Sea Domain."

"So it really is a sea of ​​blood..."

Over the past century, how much flesh and blood have the cultivators here consumed to obtain enough spiritual energy from the cultivation world to replenish themselves? Xi Heng pondered silently.

"But as everything flourished, one day, the highly renowned Blood Calamity senior seized the foundational magic treasure called 'Heart of the Sea,' which was essential for the existence of the Chonghai Spiritual Domain, and used his powerful influence to take it for himself."

"She used this magic treasure to close the Chonghai Spirit Array, preventing the cultivators inside from escaping."

"Afterwards, a sea of ​​blood rose and engulfed the spiritual realm, also drowning the cultivators within. Only a handful of people were able to escape this calamity using special spells."

"The sea of ​​blood that rose and covered the cultivation realm crushed countless ordinary cultivators. Even cultivators with protective magic treasures would have their spiritual energy slowly drained."

"The sea of ​​blood submerged the Spirit Realm for several months, and only after gathering the spiritual energy of 100,000 cultivators did it gradually subside and condense on the Spirit Realm's core magic treasure, 'Sea Heart'."

"The sea turned blood red, beating like a real heart."

"The Blood Calamity removed her heart and replaced it with the Sea Heart. All the spiritual energy gathered on her alone, and she began to advance to the Golden Core stage."

"All this person has done over the past century has been to acquire a large amount of spiritual energy and pave the way for achieving the Golden Core stage."

"In the end, the Chonghai Immortal Cultivation Realm shattered and exploded into blood-red light, leaving a giant vortex in the Chonghai. As for the Blood Calamity who had ravaged the entire realm, the one who carved the monument did not know whether she had become a Golden Core cultivator, nor where she had gone... nor did he know what had become of the countless cultivators trapped by the Blood Sea."

"In the end... there was no longer a realm for cultivating immortality in the vast sea."

The Crimson Goddess finished reciting the last paragraph with a slight tremor.

"Huh?" Xi Heng blinked.

"That's what it says on the monument..."

She didn't want to believe it, but that's what the inscription said.

"..."

Xi Heng originally wanted to thank the person who created the Blood Sea Technique.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly destroyed an entire cultivation realm.

If this hadn't happened, I probably would have gone straight to cultivating immortality after arriving at Chonghai by boat...

She turned her gaze to the large whirlpool in the western sea.

"So the center of that great vortex was once the cultivation realm?"

She inexplicably recalled the legends of the fairy island she had heard before.

The rumor may be true, but it was spread at the wrong time; the fairy island no longer exists.

"Is there any other information on this monument?" Xi Heng asked.

The Crimson Goddess shook her head: "The inscription only records this one event."

Xi Heng clicked his tongue and turned his head away.

"Since there's no longer a cultivation realm here, let's go somewhere else..." she said.

"Although the immortal islands in the Chonghai Sea have been destroyed, your Pure Fire Bright Venerable's cultivation world may still exist. Once the fleet is repaired, we can continue crossing the sea."

"Mm." Chen Fenghuo nodded.

"The cultivator who erected the monument must have gone to another cultivation world, right?"

"Perhaps we could stay here?" the Crimson Goddess said hesitantly.

"However, the so-called 640-year severance of immortality mentioned above is many years ago... Judging from the state of decay of this house, it is at least several decades old."

The other person looked up at the inscription on the stone.

Xi Heng silently turned around, about to leave and return to the beach.

But the next moment, they heard a rustling sound, like footsteps, slowly approaching from outside.

"What is that?" Xi Heng frowned.

Immediately afterwards, the rustling sound became more and more obvious.

She could tell from the sound how the person was pacing.

That person must have been bending over, relaxing their whole body, and involuntarily taking steps forward as their body leaned forward.

Previously, there hadn't been a single noticeable footstep around the house, let alone such clear footsteps.

Xi Heng drew his longsword and gave Chen Fenghuo behind him a look, signaling him to stay safely behind him.

Then, she took her sword and went outside.

Before anyone could see what was in the distance, a deep, hoarse voice rang out:

"Flesh and blood...spiritual energy..."

Xi Heng quickened his pace and stepped out, and in the distance he could see the source of the sound. He saw a guy dressed in tattered, blood-red clothes, who was holding a weasel-like animal carcass in one hand and stuffing it into his mouth, tearing at it continuously.

"Give me...spiritual energy!"

He bared his blood-stained teeth, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace, his eyes glazed over... like a zombie.

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Chapter 92, Unpredictable Human-Ghost Encounters

The monster outside was wearing a tattered red robe with torn sleeves hanging down, and its hands were covered in layers of blood, making its skin dark.

His withered, yellow fingernails curled downwards as if they hadn't been cut for years, and his face was covered in wrinkles and grime, with not a single clean spot in sight.

The man's feet were covered in mud, as if he had developed a thick protective callus, yet he seemed to feel nothing as he stepped on the countless spike-like bone fragments.

His lifeless eyes moved and landed on Xi Heng.

“…spiritual energy.”

He tossed aside the dead object he was biting, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained black with blood, and grinned like a wild beast.

"You have spiritual energy."

The zombie approached slowly, its steps seemingly about to cause it to stumble and fall, without any apparent effort.

"what are you?"

Xi Heng assumed a sword-wielding stance, unleashing a murderous aura and imposing presence.

"Give me……"

The zombie opened its mouth wide, its words indistinct.

This thing couldn't hear anything; it just raised its stiff right claw and stretched it out, as if trying to grab Xi Heng in its hand.

Xi Heng, upon seeing that the other party knew the words "spiritual energy" and that his blood-stained and tattered clothes vaguely resembled a Taoist robe, intended to talk to him and inquire about the matter of immortals.

Judging from his appearance, this person is clearly a madman who can't understand human speech.

Like an addict going through an episode, his dark mouth kept chewing on the word "spiritual energy."

"Let's break his limbs first, tie him up, and then try to question him slowly," Xi Heng decided.

However, judging from the situation, it's unlikely we'll get any information out of them.

The girl aimed at the opponent's outstretched right arm and casually slashed out a line of blood.

The red line streaked through the air and landed on the shoulder of the zombie-like man.

The expected outcome was that the sword energy would slice through the shoulder, causing an arm to fall off.

But in reality, the sword energy only produced a soft, resonant sound.

The red sword energy, powerful enough to easily sever an iron ingot like tofu, suddenly dissipated and shattered after landing on the opponent's shoulder.

"Ok?"

Xi Heng only saw that the zombie's shoulder clothing had been slashed with a thin line.

The skin sinks in, but then suddenly bounces back.

The sword wound was visible on his body, and he managed to squeeze out a few drops of blood.

At first, Xi Heng thought that the other party had used a strange magic to block the sword energy.

This monster is aware of spiritual energy, so it's not surprising that it can do this.

But upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this was not actually the case.

The zombie monster's clothes had been torn open by the sword energy, and slight wounds were visible on its flesh.

This person had no magical protection on their body; they blocked the sword energy with their bare flesh—and the wounds left were extremely fine.

In the blink of an eye, the tiny sword wound began to heal.

This mad monster is clearly far superior to a martial artist of the Transformation Realm in terms of physical strength; its body is probably harder than diamond.

Even Fang Tiande back then, with his pure physical body, would not have been able to withstand this sword energy.

"An indestructible body?" Xi Heng frowned.

"How come there is such a thing?"

The zombie seemed completely oblivious to the sword energy and continued to grin and walk towards them.

Xi Heng hesitated for a moment, then unleashed another burst of blood-staining sword energy, aiming it at the enemy's brow.

The blood nail drew a straight red line, and the zombie's head snapped back as if it had been shot.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he shook his head back and continued forward.

A small hole appeared between the monster's eyebrows, from which a trickle of blood flowed.

Within seconds, the wound closed and returned to its previous intact state.

Blood Spikes, as thrusting sword energy, have stronger penetrating power than slashing swords.

Even so, it was only a small hole punched in the monster's tongue, and it's uncertain whether it even touched the skull.

“What a monster…” Xi Heng took a half step back.

With such physical prowess, if he were to go to the Great Zhao, he would surely cause a bloodbath.

"With such a sturdy physical body and talking about spiritual energy, this person is probably a cultivator who practices Qi cultivation and immortality."

"It's a pity, he's already gone mad." She shook her head gently.

It is probably only by embarking on the path of cultivating qi and immortality that one can achieve such an indestructible body.

If the other party is conscious, Xi Heng might be able to ask him for advice on cultivating immortality.

But as things stand, the other party has become a monster, beyond redemption.

I wonder what caused this guy to go mad, and whether it has anything to do with the events recorded on the stone tablet behind him...

The enemy suddenly quickened their pace, running wildly like zombies, disregarding their own balance.

Xi Heng felt that his opponent was full of flaws, so he turned his wrist slightly and swept his sword energy away from the left leg.

The madman stumbled and immediately fell face-first into the mud.

Then, he braced himself up with his hands, ignoring the bone fragments stuck in his clothes, and continued to pounce.

As the distance drew closer, Xi Heng raised his longsword and brought it down to the enemy's neck.

The sword tip sank in, but couldn't even pierce the skin.