Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

“The fake elixir is complete, but…” Xi Heng murmured softly from afar.

Immediately, a large amount of pure fire flowed and poured into the cracks all over the body of the cultivator.

The man's face was contorted and twitching, and his whole body was trembling as if he was trying to break free from something, but he could only sit there motionless for a long time.

Only when the increasing amount of pure fire caused his body to swell and the cracks on his body to rapidly widen to the point of seeming to shatter did he open his mouth and utter two muffled sounds:

"Quick, run!"

The other three people nearby exchanged surprised glances. The Wanbaoge cultivator reacted quickly, forming a disarming hand gesture in an attempt to break the formation and escape.

The finger strike sent forth a burst of spiritual light, but the protective array only rippled once and did not truly open.

The next moment, a sound like shattering glass rang out.

The leader of the Seven Alliances was shattered, his flesh and blood torn apart.

Several slender, jade-like fingers emerged from the center, followed by slender arms and shoulders clad in red, revealing the woman's graceful figure and exquisite face with her eyes half-closed.

She wore a long, deep red dress, almost black, with an unreadable bloodstain, and the fiery gold color swayed gently behind her.

After appearing, he slowly opened his fiery red eyes and scanned his own appearance.

"A body with a false core of pure fire? Not bad."

"I never imagined that you old fogies could comprehend the method of creating a fake elixir and help me arrive sooner." She looked up at the three people in front of her and smiled faintly.

"My daughter?" The vice leader of the Pure Fire Sect noticed the eerie aura emanating from her and called out warily.

"Yin Wanluan?" Yifei lowered the sword blade and called out softly.

“Demonic fire…” The Pavilion Master of Wanbaoge recognized what it was at a glance and said in a panic, “The Pure Fire has devoured too many human lives and has been transformed into a demonic creature. Do not be concerned about its appearance. This thing is no longer her.”

"The Heavenly Demon has just entered the False Core stage; perhaps the three of us working together can put up a fight—"

He had barely finished speaking when he seemed to suddenly realize something, pointing and saying, "Wait, that fake alchemy technique was spread by you!"

"That's not the case," the vengeful demon fire replied casually, turning its head to look to the side.

With his fiery eyes half-closed, he instantly fixed his gaze on the direction where Xi Heng was.

The girl in black robes above the distant ruins instinctively took a half step back, her sense of oppression growing stronger.

She hadn't expected the leader of the Seven Sects Alliance to actually understand the method of creating fake pills, nor had she expected the Heavenly Demon Fire to appear ahead of schedule.

The next thought that came to mind was—could I beat her right now?

In this life, the Resentful Heaven Demon Fire has obtained a false core body, and its amplification may not be less than that of itself.

However... the Pure Fire still has some white flames left and has not truly transformed into the Vengeful Demon Fire.

With this addition and subtraction, it's unclear whether their strength is greater or weaker than when they last met.

"Give it a try, it's just one life." Xi Heng stared at the demonic fire from afar.

The other person seemed to chuckle lightly, then turned to the three people beside him and said:

"Furthermore, the Pavilion Master is mistaken. I am indeed Yin Wanluan, or at least part of me."

"Then stop, child," the vice-leader quickly said, trying to dissuade him.

"This won't do, Father. For the sake of the Pure Fire Realm, you must die." The Vengeful Demon Fire finished speaking easily and pushed forward with its right hand.

Immediately, the vast pure fire in the background expanded rapidly, exploding and filling the entire protective array.

Xi Heng's eyesight had failed him, so he was unaware of the battle situation inside.

The powerful spiritual energy of the Purifying Fire also interfered with spiritual consciousness, allowing only a few blurry fragments to be seen.

In the clip, the Master of Wanbaoge Pavilion tries his best to defend, but is instantly eliminated after being attacked by the Pure Fire.

"Can it really send someone straight to their death?" Xi Heng's lips twitched, and after a moment's hesitation, he turned and fled.

Even if a fight is to be fought, it cannot take place near the Pure Fire.

His toes struck the air with a thud, and he was surrounded by spiritual light as his figure flickered.

Using various light-foot techniques, she flew far away and arrived at the top of the city wall of Jinghuo Bendu in less than half a minute—a place that was one of the few clear areas in the sea of ​​fire.

Before I could even catch my breath, the feeling of being oppressed and being watched resurfaced.

The girl frowned and looked over, only to see another woman's figure slowly emerging from the flames.

The person's long, loose, reddish-yellow hair was like fire, and their red and black dress looked as if it were stained with blood.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? We haven't even said goodbye yet." The other person's lips curled into a smile, tinged with a hint of blood, their voice gentle:

"Outsiders".

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Volume 1: Chapter 251, The Demonic Dragon Devours Flames

The pure fire in the sea of ​​fire is located above the city wall.

The place was surrounded by raging fire on all sides. The white stone city walls, which should have been free of flammable materials, were also burning with a scorching sound. The intense heat burned cracks into the stones, through which flames flowed like blood.

As far as the eye could see, only the top of the city wall where Xi Heng was standing was not engulfed by the sea of ​​crimson and yellow flames.

However, at this moment, an even more dangerous figure was standing with her in this rare open space.

The man kept his eyes fixed on hers, never looking away.

A faint, enigmatic smile played at the corners of her lips. Her blood-red dress swayed freely in the scorching wind, and her long hair, a gradient of red and yellow, matched the color of the raging fire behind her.

Her hair fluttered, like a raging fire.

The girl in black robes took a deep breath and, seeing the man emerge from the flames, was ready for battle.

He reached out with his right hand to the side, and deep red resentment flames appeared and quickly coalesced into a glass longsword.

Upon seeing this, the other party squinted and said:

"Resentful Fire, Clear Flame Technique... It seems you, an outsider, have thoroughly grasped the true methods of our realm. You must only be missing a method for obtaining a false elixir. No, you have already obtained that today." The Resentful Heaven Demon Fire completed its analysis after only half a second of reading.

At this moment, Xi Heng was filled with fighting spirit and did not respond to what the other party said.

Last time, when facing the demonic fire, due to the vast difference in their cultivation levels, he inevitably ended up being instantly killed.

Her strength is now quite different. Even if the enemy has a false core, she may still be defeated—but she can at least fight for a few rounds.

"Why is your killing intent so strong?" Demon Fire displayed a gentle demeanor quite similar to Yin Wanluan's, and even his voice was the same: "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

"Zhao Xiheng." The girl calmly uttered her real name, slowly raising the sharp blade in her hand, the tip of the sword pointing at the enemy.

"A fine name." The enemy smiled and said, "I am Yin Wanluan, the Holy Maiden of Pure Fire. To save this world, I fused with the flames of resentment and transformed into my current form."

“But right now, all you’re thinking about is the destruction of the world, isn’t it?” Xi Heng replied.

"Perhaps so, but I am the only one in this world who can leave some of the living beings alive after igniting the demonic fire... Even if the world is transformed by the great resentment, and the forms of life in the world become distorted, as long as the Pure Fire Realm is not truly destroyed, that is my wish." After answering simply, the other party slowly walked towards her step by step.

The girl frowned slightly upon hearing this.

If the world were dominated by great resentment, many bizarre, twisted, and supernatural places would likely emerge.

The ghostly processions and evil spirits recorded in ancient books might have been common sights in that world.

Life in such a world will inevitably be distorted by the environment.

The original way of life will surely disappear, and the future ghost-like world will inevitably give rise to more natural and man-made disasters.

She couldn't imagine what that world would be like, she only knew:

"That kind of world is probably not what Yin Wanluan truly desires."

The enemy's mouth twitched wider on one side.

"So, you two are quite familiar with each other? How come I didn't know?"

Xi Heng said no more, but expanded his Sword Heart Domain, preparing to attack.

The girl in the red dress opposite her tilted her head, her eyes, gleaming with a crimson-gold light, sparkling:

"You seem unafraid of death?"

She guessed:

"Are you merely a divine avatar? Did you arrive in this world only to collect rare and wondrous teachings and the vision of the end times...?"

"Enough with the nonsense." Xi Heng had already adjusted his mindset, intending to wait for the enemy to make a move and then observe their techniques to counterattack.

"It doesn't matter. Once I devour your spiritual light and investigate your past, I will naturally know."

The opponent finally adopted a fighting stance, his empty left hand lightly reaching outwards to grab.

Suddenly, a burst of crimson and yellow resentful flames erupted, transforming into a physical spear shape which he grasped.

Xi Heng squinted. The last time she dealt with someone skilled in using long spears was in the mortal realm. She wondered if she could still use those skills in battle.

Then, the other party raised his left arm holding the gun high, lifted his front knee, and twisted his waist.

With a stomp of its raised foot, the crimson-yellow spear, carrying immense force and a massive burst of flame, was hurled straight at them like a fiery phoenix thrusting forward—

呼、

It sounded like fire crackling, or like a deafening roar breaking through the air.

Xi Heng's fighting spirit spurred her to quickly raise her sword to defend, and her martial arts aura formed a shield wall in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, the flaming spear pierced through the outer barrier and landed directly on the blade.

pong——

Two glassy weapons formed from flames collided and shattered together.

"Blocked it?" Xi Heng was momentarily dazed.

However, what attacked was not only the spear, but also the subsequent surge of crimson flames.

The fire instantly surrounded her, and all she could see was fire.

Cracks appeared in the aura shield, and at the same time, a strong sense of threat came from behind.

Xi Heng had no time to think, he simply gathered his longsword and spun around to slash.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the raging flames, revealing a fair arm reaching out to her.

His arm was shattered by the sword energy, and flesh and bone were scattered everywhere, becoming fuel for the flames.

Xi Heng thought he had thwarted the opponent's surprise attack, and turned his sword to thrust forward.

The sword energy pierced through the air, and the flames around him dissipated with the wind outside, but no one was seen.

She felt a surge of energy gather behind her again, and when she turned around, she saw the figure in the red dress emerge from the flames not far to her side once more.

The man's arm, torn apart by the sword energy, was reassembled by flames and returned to its original form in less than half a second.

"The Qingyan Technique has been mastered..." Xi Heng squinted.

As the ultimate technique of the Fiery Hell, the Clear Flame Technique, once mastered, allows one to transform into raging flames and also to rapidly heal injuries using fire.

Ordinary physical attacks have little effect on it.

While her sword heart could inflict mental damage, the opponent, being a vengeful demon fire, possessed a will formed from the fusion of numerous great grievances, making its mental strength far beyond that of a human.

Even if you just stand there and let her chop you, it probably wouldn't kill you in a month.

This brief exchange made Xi Heng acutely aware of her weaknesses—her Qingyan Gong was not yet fully mastered. Although she could barely transform into flames, it consumed a great deal of spiritual energy.

Before him, the enemy subtly turned his left hand and pulled out a long spear filled with condensed fire.

Smiling simply, he said:

"Don't resist, or it will hurt a lot."

Xi Heng snorted coldly, conjured two longswords, and swiftly charged forward.

His black robe rustled, and in a flash, he was in front of his opponent.

The two swords swung in unison, drawing out eerie red and black sword energy.

The enemy's figure flashed backward, and although he didn't make any advance movements, he was fast enough to dodge her sword.

The opponent then bent down and swung his arm, the large spear in his left hand striking Xi Heng from his right side—

With a whistle, the girl raised her twin swords sharply, gathering her strength to block the spear's attack.

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