Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Xi Heng dodged by leaping back, his eyes flashing.

"The movements aren't smooth; the flames don't seem to have adapted to this dragon body yet?"

Although he was still sighing in his heart, wondering why the thing he had transformed into would suddenly turn into the enemy and attack him.

But now is not the time for resentment. Now that the enemy has appeared before us, we should find a way to deal with them.

Having used the purification artifact three times, her spiritual power is almost exhausted, and she has lost almost all of her strength, making it impossible for her to confront this dragon beast head-on.

Having just dodged twice with all his might, and having already expended a lot of energy, he would be defeated in a few more moves.

"We need to do something while the other party is still adjusting..."

A direct confrontation would definitely not win; the resentment within him couldn't be released in a short time, making it impossible to regain control of the dragon.

Retreating would mean losing all previous efforts, so the only option was to charge forward—avoiding the dragon's attacks and risking a direct approach to the Pure Fire.

Xi Heng took a deep breath, letting a gust of bloody wind and rain wash over his body, and tried to activate the Qingyan Gong to condense a long sword of resentment fire.

Resentment emanated from the palm of his right hand, which he clenched several times.

The spiritual energy was insufficient to form a long sword; at best, it could only materialize into an unstable dagger.

"Tsk." She gripped the dagger with some dissatisfaction, only to see the dragon claw at the tip sweeping towards her.

There was no time to hesitate; they strode forward.

In a flash, the slender figure shifted to the side, and the dragon claw narrowly missed slicing across her body.

The giant claw swept across the ground, sending shards of stone flying and splattering sticky blood everywhere.

A gust of wind pushed Xi Heng from behind as she was running, causing her to suddenly increase her pace and nearly fall.

Barely managing to steady himself, he saw the enormous claw retracting, about to strike again.

Xi Heng gritted his teeth and sped up his pace.

This crimson dragon is truly difficult to deal with.

She thought—when the leader of the Seven Alliances saw her transform into a dragon, he must have found her quite troublesome.

The girl ran at full speed for 100 meters when another dragon claw, like a five-fingered mountain, slammed down in front of her.

Just as he stepped aside to dodge, the crimson and yellow flames suddenly attacked again.

The double attack completely covers both the front and rear directions, making it almost impossible to avoid.

Xi Heng tried to dodge into a blind spot, but the spread of the flames this time exceeded her expectations.

The crimson color drew ever closer, threatening to stain their bodies.

Just when I was about to despair, a purple light suddenly flashed before my eyes.

"what?"

The purple light formed a ring, which instantly solidified into a chain around her waist, pulling her into the air.

When his body lost its balance and tilted to the side, Xi Heng managed to grab the chain to steady himself and prevent his waist from hurting too much.

The world spun around her, and after a moment of dizziness, the pulling sensation from the chains finally eased, and one hand wrapped around her waist instead.

Opening her eyes, she saw the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld Sect, dressed in black robes, beside her, floating together in the sky.

"You're covered in blood..." That was the first thing the other person said after bringing her over.

"There's no other way, I just came out of the dragon's body." Xi Heng took a breath, then looked down and saw the bright flames burning in the center of the charred altar in the distance: "Can you take me to the Pure Fire?"

“The flames of resentment are preventing us from getting closer; someone needs to restrain this dragon.” The woman in black robes said bluntly, “I’ll try to hold off the red dragon; you can fly over there.”

"Fly? My current spiritual power might not be enough—" Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt the other person's hand around her waist loosen.

The next moment, that hand landed on the shoulder and pressed down.

An irresistible force suddenly propelled her far away.

While she was in a daze, the girl glanced back.

Below, the corpse dragon raised its head again and suddenly spewed out crimson and yellow flames into the air.

The woman in black robes in the air raised her hand and released purple light, which transformed into layers of flower petals piled up in front of her, forcibly blocking the howling flames.

"..." Xi Heng came to his senses and stopped complaining that the other party had pushed him away without reminding him.

He just looked down and continued doing his own thing.

She was thrown hundreds of meters, crashing down like a stone onto the charred altar.

Because of the rapid speed, there was no time to think. He quickly extracted the last bit of spiritual energy in his body and used his technique to try to slow down his fall.

The ground was getting closer and closer, as if she weren't crashing into it, but rather the earth itself was pressing down on her—

She adjusted her posture in mid-air, and then used the little strength she had recovered in the past few seconds to activate her Dan Jin lightness skill.

Suddenly, my toes touched the ground.

With a thud, he lost his balance and fell forward. He used his hands to protect himself and then rolled over, barely managing to reduce some of the impact.

During the incident, his knee struck the ground, cracking the charred stone slab.

"Ouch..." After another wave of dizziness, the girl, who was not in good condition, squatted down and rubbed her knees before getting up and continuing forward.

A dragon's roar came from behind, urging her to speed up.

Dan Jin didn't use it to coordinate his physical condition; he focused all his energy on running and light-body skills.

Their posture became erratic, but they managed to pick up speed.

With a kilometer remaining to the main body of the fire, booming sounds and vibrations echoed continuously from behind.

It seemed that the sounds were getting closer and closer.

I don't know if it will be thirty seconds or a minute...

As they focused, they saw the pure fire, a mixture of various chaotic colors, getting closer and closer.

The booming sounds from behind were getting closer, and flashes of fire could be seen from afar from time to time—the battle between the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld Sect and the Crimson Dragon was becoming increasingly fierce.

Xi Heng stepped onto the long steps of the sacred altar of the Pure Fire entity, bypassed the scorching pillar-shaped flames, and held his breath as he looked up.

The fire before me was much taller and wider than it had been a few years ago, and it was no longer the pure white it used to be, but mixed with many red, yellow, blue and other colors.

It resembles an unfinished Impressionist oil painting, or a blank sheet of paper splattered with red and blue ink.

The flame color resembles flowing water, unaffected by the wind, seemingly virtual and unrelated to reality.

Xi Heng approached within a meter, until his entire field of vision was filled with flames of various colors, before tentatively reaching out his hand.

"Yin Wanluan?" she asked softly as she touched the swaying Pure Fire.

Then, as if knocking on a door, it flicked its fingers forward.

The fire has no heat, and you won't feel any burning sensation when you put your fingers in it.

Putting your whole hand in for three seconds and then pulling it out didn't change anything.

"Does the Pure Fire seem to have become harmless? Or is it only harmless when one is outside of it?" She remembered that Yin Wanluan had said before that only those blessed by the Pure Fire could stay in it for a long time.

Conversely, those who are not blessed may face certain death if they enter this path.

Xi Heng called out to Yin Wanluan softly again, but received no response.

Only the roar of the dragon from behind was getting closer and closer.

"Give it a try..." She closed her eyes and stepped directly into the pure fire before her.

I walked forward a few steps and arrived at the center.

Consciousness remained, and the burning pain was not felt.

Only a strange, undulating sensation enveloped my entire body.

This wave comes from all directions, penetrates the body, and even affects the blood and meridians.

Xi Heng felt a little dizzy. He covered his forehead slightly and opened his eyes, only to find his vision filled with a white light.

At the same time, a cacophony of noises merged together and surged into her ears.

The commotion gradually accelerated to its limit, and then the world suddenly fell silent.

Blinking, the blurry white light faded, revealing a gray-black wasteland.

The gray-black ground was in disarray, and at first glance it looked like the skin of a dead person covered with countless pimples and swollen.

But after rubbing my eyes again, the white afterglow gradually disappeared, and my vision became clear.

Then it becomes clear that those pimples are not uneven rocks... but real dead people.

The bloodless, stiff, rotting flesh, along with the round head, the shattered chest, and the limbs that looked as if they had been dried out, formed this gray wasteland.

“A corpse,” Xi Heng murmured to himself.

Apart from the corpses, there seemed to be nothing else here.

She looked down at her feet and saw that her left foot was on a strange gray-black head, and her right foot was on a chest with its heart exposed.

With a little force, the heart shattered, and the toes landed perfectly on the stiff, motionless surface of the heart.

"Uh..." She quickly pulled her foot away, but there was nowhere to put it properly.

So he sighed softly, adjusted his mindset, and calmed himself down.

"Let's think about where we are first." Xi Heng looked around, recalling the many books he had read in the Fire Hell and the questions and conversations he had with Yin Wanluan.

In a short while, he had no idea where he had been teleported to.

"The mountain of corpses associated with the Purification Fire has no record in the outside world..."

"This place must be a top secret location in the Fire Hell. Why would the Pure Fire teleport me here? Or is this place part of the Pure Fire, a space within it?"

"If that's really the case, the Pure Fire might be far more than just a treasure with a rank equivalent to the Golden Core."

In her understanding, a magical artifact with such a large internal space must actually be of extraordinary status.

Yin Wanluan, as the Holy Maiden within the Fire Hell, never mentioned this space, seemingly unaware of it.

“The origin of so many corpses is easy to guess; they must be remnants of sacrifices over thousands of years.” The girl with blood-red hair squatted down and picked up a broken finger bone from the ground.

With a slight squeeze, the fragile finger bone shattered in two, and at the same time, a wisp of black energy emanated from the crack.

Xi Heng narrowed her eyes; she clearly understood what this wisp of black energy was.

"Resentment?"

His gaze shifted from the small finger bones in his hand to the entire desolate, deathly wasteland.

"If even a single finger bone contains clearly visible resentment, then what lies within these countless corpses...?"

She paused mid-sentence.

The number of resentments is unimaginable and immeasurable.

But it will inevitably be many times larger than Chonghai, which does not have such sacrifices.

Just standing on this wasteland of corpses, gazing at the endless expanse of gray and black, Xi Heng felt a chill in his heart.

If these resentments had not been contained by the purifying fire and had instead erupted directly, they might have triggered the end of the world.

The vengeful fire of the previous life was merely an outward manifestation of this endless resentment, not the whole picture.

"This place feels incredibly dangerous," she muttered to herself.

However, I don't know how to get out now.

Furthermore, she came here in search of Yin Wanluan, who is very likely also in this space within the Pure Fire.

Through the technique of using two bodies in one battle, she had already vaguely sensed Yin Wanluan's aura.

Xi Heng closed his eyes and carefully considered the situation, silently determining a direction.

Looking out, it was the tallest mountain of corpses in the entire desolate wasteland.

A faint gray-black aura of resentment could be seen seeping from the corpse, surrounding the hill on all sides.

She made up her mind and stepped over countless corpses to get closer.

call……

A breath-like sound of wind reached her ear.