Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The blade shattered along with the spear, but this time it was both swords that broke.

Xi Heng frowned, quickly recited the inventory to take out Yi Fei's bladeless sword hilt, and seized the opportunity to gather the blade and slash the enemy.

The sharp sword pierced through the shattered flames before it, slicing across the enemy's slender waist and tearing a conspicuous wound.

Such an injury would be fatal to an ordinary person, but she was not satisfied and thrust forward again with her sword.

Just as the blade was about to pierce the woman in the red dress's heart, she suddenly transformed into a ball of flame and vanished.

The wind dispersed the raging fire, and Xi Heng could not see its figure anywhere in the distance.

Step, step,

A distinct sound of footsteps came from behind her. She turned around and saw that the sword wound on the man's waist, along with the tear in his clothes, had been completely healed.

"Not bad." Demonfire clapped his hands together, nodding.

"You are qualified to become a part of the true self, and together ascend to the sublime realm."

"Sublime, what is that?"

"To rule over several worlds and evolve oneself to the limit of the surrounding worlds... that is the highest achievement." As the other party answered easily, he grabbed a spear with his left hand.

“There is no such realm among cultivators,” Xi Heng said doubtfully.

"If you too were to become a great enemy, you would know."

After speaking, the other party raised his hand and unleashed a burst of crimson-yellow flames that rushed towards him.

The girl dodged to the side, but another spear suddenly appeared, aimed straight at her chest.

Clang——

The spear clashed with the spirit sword in Xi Heng's hand, but this time neither of them shattered.

However, in the midst of the whooshing sound, the crimson-yellow flames that the enemy had just unleashed were now wrapped around the spear and swirled back down.

Xi Heng had no choice but to raise her sword to defend herself. As the spear and sword clashed, intense flames erupted, constantly eroding her spiritual shield.

The enemy's offensive became increasingly rapid and fierce. They first thrust forward with their spears, then stepped to the side and stabbed the back with fire, then turned and swept horizontally, leaped high and thrust repeatedly, and pressed down with their spears.

After the attack ended, although Xi Heng blocked all of them, the ground and air around him were filled with flames, and his black robe was burned away by the flames, revealing his gray tight-fitting clothes underneath.

With a crisp sound, her aura shield finally gave way and shattered.

Immediately afterwards, another spearhead was pointed at her brow.

With a whoosh—

Xi Heng's figure also transformed into deep red flames of resentment, causing the attack to miss its target.

The vengeful fire swam to the side and reappeared.

At the same time, the longsword had already slashed down at the enemy.

The sword wind expanded, its momentum increasing to include black and red hues, and the white demon, carrying the wind's force, charged forward like a laser beam.

The woman in the red dress half-closed her eyes, her figure also dissipating into flames, pushed far away by the sword wind.

Xi Heng pursed his lips, and then that annoying, familiar footstep sounded behind him again.

She turned around and saw that the other person was perfectly normal, without any injuries.

The opponent possesses an abundance of spiritual power, allowing them to easily use the Clear Flame Technique to evade or attack.

Her attacks were almost ineffective, and her own spiritual power was no match for this person's; they could not use the Clear Flame Technique to wear each other down.

"I need to find an opportunity to strike decisively..." Xi Heng thought to himself.

On the surface, he seemed to have given up, and sighed as he began to talk to the other party:

"The sublime realm you speak of is a cultivation realm based on resentment?"

“That’s how it is.” The Demonic Flame of Resentment drew out a spear and twirled it casually.

"Does the world still have grudges against those who cultivate it?"

"These are trivial matters; once we are united, we will soon know." The other person licked his bright red lips, raised his spear with one hand, and thrust forward again.

Xi Heng blocked the attack, stepped forward, and grabbed the other person's slender white neck with one hand.

But the enemy's eyes showed a hint of curiosity, allowing her to grip his neck tightly.

The girl gripped tightly, her five claws sinking into her fair skin, drawing out a little blood.

The demonic fire seemed to feel no pain, chuckled lightly, and its figure blurred into crimson and yellow flames, leaving her grasping at nothing.

In the next instant, Xi Heng also transformed into flames of resentment, and the sounds of battle ceased.

Only two human-sized balls of firework, one reddish-yellow and the other deep red, collided in the air, intertwining and swirling in the wind, like an oil painting with only red and yellow dyes.

Red initially overpowers yellow, but it's not long before yellow overpowers it again.

The two flames vied for dominance, and after a few seconds they began to swirl like a vortex.

A sword-wielding hand emerged from the red, thrusting towards the yellow flames.

Huang Yan then grew a fair arm and forcefully gripped the opponent's sword blade.

Two fiery colors splashed out, transforming into fragments of a deep red dress and gray clothing, like two kinds of flower petals withering and falling around them.

Meanwhile, two blurry figures gradually emerged from the flames.

One man wielded a gun, the other a sword, both striking the enemy with bizarre and contorted postures.

The next moment, the tattered clothes reignited into flames, and the two figures turned back into fire colors, forming a swirling vortex.

Several seconds later, a pure white flame, different from the surrounding two colors, suddenly appeared and pierced the newly formed physical body.

"Got him." The crimson flames of resentment quickly gathered, and Xi Heng's figure reappeared.

She had just been using all her strength to engage her opponent in the Clear Flame Technique, and only when her spiritual energy was about to run out did she seize the moment when her opponent solidified his body and thrust straight at her with the White Flame Broken Sword.

"Purify—"

As Xi Heng finished speaking, the surrounding crimson and yellow flames converged, revealing the figure of the woman in the red dress.

"How did Chunming end up in your hands?" The other party only showed a little doubt, without any sense of threat.

The girl did not respond, but instead slashed down with the Purifying Fire Greatsword she was holding in reverse, quickly cutting from the opponent's chest and abdomen to his dantian like zipping up a zipper.

The flesh unfolded, squeezing out the internal organs.

Xi Heng reached into the crimson water with one hand and forcefully pulled a scalding hot bead from the ruptured dantian.

At the same time, the enemy's spear pierced straight into her right breast.

Ignoring everything else, the girl forcefully propelled her body with her life force, extending her bloodied left hand, which had just been pulled from the other person's body, towards her lips.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the hot, blood-stained substance from his palm.

"What are you doing?" Yin Wanluan was completely unconcerned about the hideous and terrifying wounds on her chest and abdomen, and even stopped stabbing Xi Heng.

She simply moved her throat and swallowed the round bead, her expression becoming hazy for the first time:

"...You ate it?"

Xi Heng glanced at the other party and encouraged them to create distance.

She was now several times slower, but her opponent did not take the opportunity to pursue her.

The guy didn't even care that his own internal organs had fallen to the ground; he just stared at her.

The girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, sensing the destructive energy about to erupt within her, and inexplicably remarked, "The taste is not bad."

"Do you know what you've done?" A strange sneer came from the other side: "You did your best to remove the fake Pure Fire Core, but instead of taking the opportunity to destroy my body and bring two or three years of peace to this world... instead, you ate that thing?"

"Is there a problem?" Xi Heng tilted his head.

"This means that I can be reborn at any time using your physical body as a basis."

"Come on then."

"..."

The other party was speechless for a moment, unable to see what Xi Heng still had to rely on.

But a few seconds later, seeing that many flame-colored cracks had begun to appear on her body, the demonic fire still took action.

The purifying power of the Pure Bright Broken Sword was gradually neutralized by her raging fire, and its broken body was transformed back into flames and vanished.

The next moment, the surrounding fire spread rapidly, burning towards the spot where Xi Heng was crouching.

The girl silently checked her inventory and took out three more unusual golden pills.

The cracks all over his body became more and more obvious, and his body surface began to swell.

She felt a new human form rapidly being squeezed into her body.

The discomfort was hard to describe, but in the next instant, another familiar sensation countered it.

Dragon scales floated on its body, its form changing.

In just two or three seconds, the cracks in his flesh had all closed up, turning into dense dragon scales that covered them.

The red dragon opened its massive jaws, biting off a scarlet dragon pearl that transformed into pure dragon power and blood energy, causing its body, originally only a dozen meters long, to rapidly grow to over a hundred meters in length.

Another dragon ball entered its belly, causing the sharp dragon horns to swell and bend, the dragon scales to become thicker, the ferocious teeth to protrude from its huge mouth, and the muscles of its body to swell once more.

The crimson dragon soared high from the sea of ​​fire, letting out a long roar.

Immediately afterwards, the giant dragon turned in the sky and pressed down on the pure fire in the center of the sea of ​​fire.

Its enormous mouth opened wide, and it lunged at the chaotic flames on the altar, instantly tearing them up by the roots, biting them several times, and swallowing them whole.

The vengeful demonic fire that seemed to be about to be born within him was constantly suppressed, preventing it from breaking free.

The Crimson Dragon raised its body again, swirled around, and then landed on another fragment of Pure Fire outside the Pure Fire Capital, forcibly tearing it off as before.

After turning around, the dragon flew away from the sea of ​​fire and soared to a higher place.

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Without the support of the main array eye, the Spirit Locking Array shattered with a bang when the dragon's body struck, and a large amount of spiritual energy surged out. After being surprised by the appearance of the true dragon, many cultivators immediately began to complain.

Only Wanbaoge reacted quickly, hurriedly taking out its most precious treasure, the 'Heavenly Water Array Flag,' and summoning all the array masters to rebuild a smaller spirit-locking array.

However, these kinds of foreign affairs are no longer relevant to Xi Heng.

Following her thoughts, the Crimson Dragon flew to each of the Pure Fire's fragments and devoured them one by one.

Whether it was the Seven Alliances, Shigu Market, or Tianxi Peak, crimson dragons fell from the sky, creating a deafening roar before flying away.

Once the surface fires were all consumed, the crimson dragon roared and soared into the sky, breaking through the clouds.

As daylight fades and the blazing sun disappears.

Only darkness remained, shrouding all vision.

After soaring high in the darkness for a long time, the red dragon turned its head and looked back.

A brightly lit crack of irregular shape was seen gradually shrinking and moving away.

"They've gone out..."

Xi Heng thought, this method should also be considered as taking away the Pure Fire, right?

Although the method was too simplistic and crude, and might not be able to reduce much of the calamity in the Pure Fire Realm, it did take away some great resentment after all.

She continued to rouse the dragon's power, pushing its speed to its limit, and then used the last of her spiritual energy to propel it far away.

"How absurd." A voice suddenly came from inside her.

"Can this approach possibly save the world?" Xi Heng asked Yin Wanluan in his final moments.

She has already deeply experienced the side effects of consuming the Pure Fire. Her dragon body is being scorched by the raging fire, which is about to spread to her body. She will probably die soon.

The Demonic Flame of Resentment remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I don't know. Perhaps it won't be long before another great vengeance is formed. Perhaps we can have a few more years of peace, perhaps..."

"Oh." Xi Heng didn't seem to mind.

She has already achieved her goal in this life; it would be best if the world could be saved, but if not, so be it.

The fake pill technique is nearly perfected, and there is even a real fake pill in her body—this should be enough for her to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

In the darkness of the void beyond the boundary, a crimson dragon engulfed in flames soared upwards with all its might.

Xi Heng's consciousness gradually faded.