Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

“I am all this resentment,” she said, her body now fully reconstructed.

Even his clothes were restored to their original state before the war.

"Therefore, although your Celestial Realm can disturb and injure a trace of resentment, it cannot defeat me completely... If it were when you were weak a hundred years ago, you might have had some chance, but now, you cannot destroy me completely."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Xi Heng continued to raise his sword.

"Oh?" The other party tilted his head slightly and pulled out the same dark blue-black longsword as before from the dark blue-black mist: "Then let's go."

"However, this time, I won't let you have your way."

As soon as she finished speaking, a bluish-black mist gathered around her body, and she conjured a bluish-black longsword out of thin air, pointing it at Xi Heng.

A spark ignited from the tip of his sword, and then, as if fuel had come into contact with a flame, it ignited all the bluish-black resentment in his entire body, turning it into a deep red, almost black, raging fire.

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Volume 1: Chapter 159, Chapter 153, Dragon Fire Intertwined

The fire of resentment has no heat.

Even when they were only a few meters apart, the raging fire that had set Zhao Qianqiu's entire body ablaze did not cause Xi Heng the slightest feeling of heat.

Only intense resentment and hatred can slowly influence the mind.

Just as a mortal would feel burning pain when near a large cluster of flames.

Even without direct contact, being near the flames of resentment will affect one with their hatred.

The sudden appearance of such a large cluster of resentful flames made it difficult for Xi Heng to exert his full strength.

One must constantly resist any disturbances to the mind, or one will be slowly consumed by the overwhelming heat of resentment.

This form is probably what the vengeful ghost looks like when it gets serious.

The dark blue mist just now only had power, but now that the dark blue has been ignited by the resentful fire into a crimson red, it already carries a strong aura just by standing there, attacking the mind.

Xi Heng resolutely resisted the erosion of the resentful fire, slowly eroding it with most of his sword heart, suppressing the scenes that surfaced in his mind.

Those images were no longer just Zhao Qianqiu's experiences, but also the resentment of other people and even other living beings.

Even though she had gotten used to Zhao Qianqiu's resentment, she could barely keep her mind steady when faced with such a large amount of new resentment.

It's as if the mind's storage capacity has a limit, and she is now being bombarded with a massive amount of useless information.

Furthermore, this information also contains highly threatening viruses.

It made her feel waves of resentment as if she were actually there, and a sense of malevolence kept spreading and surging from her heart.

Although Kenshin was able to slowly delete these viruses and data, the resentment and hatred flowed in even faster, making it difficult to stabilize his mind again.

This is merely the effect of the vengeful spirit displaying its vengeful flames, without actually using its power.

If one is directly struck by a large amount of resentful fire, and one's heart is filled with resentment, one will probably have no power to resist.

Xi Heng pursed his lips, quickly thinking of any other way he could isolate himself from the influence of resentment.

After much thought, there's only one way—

As the flames of resentment grew stronger, she raised her empty left hand and placed her fingertips firmly on her brow.

Immediately, the blood on his body surface rose upwards and surged towards his brow.

Her skin turned pale, and her thin, pale lips uttered a sound:

"Heavenly Demon Transformation".

A blood-red line appeared between the girl's brows, and the pain, agitation, and mental turmoil quickly subsided.

The blood patterns became increasingly clear, creating a barrier between the physical body and the spirit.

The Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique is like a firewall erected, blocking the erosion of resentment and hatred.

Hatred can no longer seep into the mind; only scenes hidden within resentment still slowly emerge.

The scenes and images representing resentment and hatred no longer carry any hostility or hatred. Xi Heng can calmly review them one by one, discerning and accepting them.

Resentment seems to be something that hardens when faced with hardness and softens when faced with softness.

When she tried to accept it instead of resisting it, the resentment became much gentler, no longer pounding on her heart like a battering ram, but flowing smoothly like a gentle stream.

Xi Heng was momentarily dazed; he realized that resentment had this other quality.

My subconscious thought was: if there truly were saints in the world who could readily accept all resentment and hatred, and maintain eternal compassion and mercy towards all resentment, then perhaps neither the dark mist nor the flames of resentment would be like a gentle breeze to them.

After considering it, I still can't imagine what kind of mentally strong person could face such resentment without changing their expression and with such tolerance and acceptance.

Based on these speculations, Xi Heng vaguely came up with a plan to truly defeat the vengeful ghost.

That method was simply a pipe dream...

Xi Heng returned to the present moment and faced the monster composed of deep red resentful flames.

The crimson flames covered his entire body, but did not actually burn his flesh; the woman's figure inside remained intact.

Xi Heng raised his sharp blade and calmly faced it.

At this moment, she was no longer feigning calmness. After using magic to amplify the light in her mind, the effect of resentment on her had been reduced to a minimum.

"Heavenly Demon Transformation..."

Zhao Qianqiu narrowed his eyes: "To risk one's life so readily, one truly has the bearing of a successor of the Bloodline Sword Sect."

"Are we still going to fight or not?" Xi Heng had had enough of the other party's nonsense.

"This battle is the last obstacle I have encountered. It would be too empty to end it so easily." The other party shook his head: "I would like to stay a little longer."

"A guy who talks too much nonsense is going to die."

"Even I can't figure out how you can win." She sighed softly, already feeling the loneliness of being at the top.

"By the way, Zhao Qianqiu has already acknowledged you."

"Ok?"

Xi Heng tilted his head.

"Didn't you say I was merely a vengeful ghost possessing Zhao Qianqiu's body?" The other party chuckled softly amidst the crimson flames of resentment.

“But I can sense that Zhao Qianqiu’s inch of true spirit greatly admires you… therefore, I am somewhat reluctant to kill you.”

"Unfortunately, your fate is sealed now. Once you've used the Heavenly Demon Transformation, you're doomed. All I need to do now is leave this place to win."

"Can you?"

"Of course not." The fire of resentment had already been ignited, and hatred would not allow her to retreat even half a step.

They need to personally acquire enough resentment and hatred before they will be satisfied.

Xi Heng's mind was filled with resentment and anger, which was reflected in the overlapping and repeated images, continuously appearing.

Outside, he stood facing off against his opponent, sword in hand.

In an instant, Zhao Qianqiu moved—

He lightly raised the flaming longsword, using the Bloodline Sword Technique's "Sword Drop Blood Rain" move.

It was exactly the same move Xi Heng had just made.

The girl dodged to the side, but the falling sword struck not with a line of blood, but with raging flames.

The spreading flames of resentment pressed down like a wall, covering a vast area and making it difficult to dodge.

Xi Heng stretched out his left arm, revealing the blood-red lines on the back of his hand.

"open!"

The Jing Gu Bian, which had been gathering thousands of spiritual energies, exploded. The bones of his entire left arm protruded from his skin and spread at a frenzied speed, growing into countless skeletons that formed a canopy to block the flames of resentment.

The thousands of units of the Bone Transformation not only increased dramatically in number and appearance, with the bone canopy covering the front of the throne, but their appearance was also no longer pale, but stained with a reddish-black color, making them appear even more solid.

Although the penetrating power of the resentful fire is strong, it is not complete; it is clearly weakened after passing through the skeleton made of spiritual energy.

At the same time, the cultivators behind him came to his aid, using their blue and green magic patterns to shield Xi Heng from the resentful flames.

It took such great effort to finally weaken the encroachment of the resentment and keep it at bay.

But the raging fire just now was actually only one sword strike; there's more to come—

After the sword fell and the blood rained down, Zhao Qianqiu raised his sword and unleashed another burst of resentful fire.

Then he turned his sword and swept it downwards, repeating the fiery attack.

Xi Heng stared intently at the deep red flames. His vision, amplified by the dragon's energy, allowed him to vaguely discern that the flames were not true fire, but rather a shape of flames composed of countless tiny deep red skulls, with the light emanating from the eye sockets of each skull.

Therefore, the flames of resentment are quite different from other flames.

Although it was also turbulent and unstable, it flickered much less than other flames.

When it strikes, it will not weaken due to air obstruction; on the contrary, it will only spread and expand further.

Faced with this illogical thing, Xi Heng could not resist and had to use all his strength to use his lightness skill to transform into a blood shadow and dodge the fierce fire in the sword that the opponent was swinging.

Just as you dodge one attack, the next one comes ruthlessly.

Zhao Qianqiu suddenly raised his sharp blade, unleashing a deep red pillar of fire that stood like a beam in the main hall, hurtling towards her.

With a flick of the wrist, the massive, pillar-like flame was followed by a diagonal slash.

Such a massive flame of resentment descended upon the hall; even if one tried their best to dodge it, the resentment still enveloped the entire hall.

It's as if the fire has already been extinguished; no matter where you are, you can't escape the sweltering heat and burning sensation of the flames.

This place is filled with resentment, and anyone still in the temple will be affected by the flames of resentment.

Xi Heng used the Heavenly Demon Transformation technique to sever the resentment, but Shao Xi behind him dared not use such a life-risking method. Seeing the entire hall filled with resentful flames, he was already considering retreating.

The Pure Fire Realm where he once resided was destroyed by the resentful fire.

Even though the resentment fire here is still small, it won't burn the entire Spirit Locking Array to ashes as the resentment fire in the Pure Fire Realm.

However, the essence of resentment fire is not much different.

If even the many Foundation Establishment stage cultivators in the Pure Fire Realm couldn't stop the resentful fire from devouring the realm, what could a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator like him possibly do?

Therefore, upon seeing that the entity of resentment had already mastered the fire of resentment, he had the thought of retreating.

He thought to himself that he should leave this palace immediately, find a secluded place at the ends of the earth, and never ask about worldly affairs again.

But as he hesitated, he saw Xi Heng still trying his best to move around the vengeful ghost and launch an attack. He then recalled that it was because of his own negligence that a trace of resentment had seeped into this world. Finally, he mustered his sense of responsibility and his gaze became firm.

Immediately, he pulled a flag from his waist pouch, chanted a command, and drew a mantra on the flag.

The thick flagpole was waved and slammed down, firmly rooting itself in the center of the hall, while a loud shout rang out:

"Divine might sweeps away all misfortune; it subdues demons and monsters, and makes evil spirits hide; its divine light sweeps away evil, and good fortune descends!"

The spiritual patterns on the flag shone brightly and emitted golden light.

The golden light formed a barrier that rapidly expanded, quickly extinguishing the scorching flames within a radius of tens of meters.

The flames appeared to be tilted outwards as if blown by a long wind, with the smaller fires being pushed out directly.

The Taixiao Palace was instantly quiet, and the resentment immediately diminished by more than half.

With his attention largely occupied, Xi Heng calmed down a bit, and his movements became lighter, narrowly dodging another attack of flames.

The resentment and hostility have been separated by the Heavenly Demon Transformation, but the numerous images that penetrate her mind still exist and will affect her, so she must avoid them.

At the same time, for some reason, she always felt that the banner magic weapon used by Shao Xi also had a certain repulsive effect on her.

Instinctively, I didn't want to get close to the place shrouded in the golden light of the flag, as if getting close would mean facing threats and difficulties.

"Strange." She turned around and glanced back.

He recalled Shao Xi's command in his mind. Besides the "sweep away misfortune" which was clearly aimed at vengeful ghosts and fire, it also seemed to have the effect of "suppressing demons and calming monsters".

After she devoured the Dragon Transformation Pill and transformed into a dragon, she seemed to be mistaken for a monster by this thing.

"Are dragons demons too..." she clicked her tongue.

"Still paying attention to that side?" The figure shrouded in deep red flames of resentment spoke up, warning, "You're about to die by my hand."

So what if I die... Xi Heng doesn't care.

Even if one is about to die, one must still do one's best to fight the enemy.

She regained her composure, dodging a streak of resentful flames, and simultaneously unleashed numerous sword energies from her Sword Heart Domain, directing them toward Zhao Qianqiu's location.