Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

There must be other preventative measures within the ice.

Unexpectedly, the remaining spells were able to block the erosion of the demon.

"That person must be a Dao Integration cultivator... The Nascent Soul realm cultivator simply cannot do this," the girl thought to herself.

She continued to channel the metamorphic purple energy, triggering erosion.

But the result is the same—whenever the purple energy enters deeper, it will be suppressed to some extent.

Each time Xi Heng inputs a line, it can only wear down three or four meters of depth.

Although she had received a gift and possessed thousands of strands of purple energy within her body, each strand could only dig a certain depth. Even if she used them all, it would only be three or four thousand meters, and she might not be able to reach the bottom of the canyon. She also didn't know how deep the canyon was...

She withdrew the purple aura she had released, then looked at the deep blue ice that had now opened in the cave, and mused:

"This special ice layer used as a seal possesses a certain quality that can resist change and maintain the status quo... and because the power of the Dao seems sufficient to contend with strange phenomena like 'transformation,' it remains steadfast here."

"If we can bypass the power of Dao integration and bypass this trait, we might be able to easily destroy the ice layer."

"Or, if one kind of weirdness isn't enough, we can use another one... I wonder if there will be any conflicts."

These different approaches can be explored and studied gradually, so Xi Heng started with the simplest and most direct one.

As a few drops of purple light reappeared from the fingertip of his left hand and was about to approach the ice layer, a spatial fluctuation suddenly occurred on the side.

Amidst the rippling waves, a deep green hue emerges.

It was the dark green short blade that Xi Heng had picked up during the battle that emerged from the spatial ripples.

This sharp blade carries the power of 'Fu', which can weaken all things layer by layer until they turn to ashes, and is equivalent to the rank of 'Shan'.

She herself refused to touch the object, fearing that if even a little bit got on her, she would have to have large chunks of flesh ripped out of her body.

Naturally, one cannot grasp the blade with one's hands; one must use spatial abilities to hold it and manipulate it stably.

She stepped forward first and tapped the ice with the tip of her left finger, causing it to transform.

Then he stepped back a few steps and thrust the emerald green blade straight at her.

A flash of light appeared, and the sharp blade pierced deep into the ice and became fixed in place.

Greenery spreads, and as the first transformation turns the ice layer into rotting flesh, the 'Fu' will then collapse into ash.

With this combined effect, the ice layer did indeed melt much faster.

Before long, the purple light gradually dissipated due to the resistance of the ice layer, leaving only a single blade slowly eroding the ice.

Strangely, under the continuous erosion of the eerie green dagger, the ice layer no longer showed any resistance.

Under the influence of Fu, the blue ice quickly lost its deep blue color, and the rich spiritual energy within it fell layer by layer, rapidly dissipating into the ordinary spiritual energy that floats in the air.

The ice can block the purple light, but it can't stop this greenery.

Xi Heng blinked as he watched the short blade rapidly expand the ice layer around him.

"It seems that against cultivators' spells, Fu is more effective than Shan?"

Alternatively, the white-robed cultivator may have only targeted Shan when he cast the seal, and did not use any other countermeasures against Fu.

In a daze, the girl remembered that she had been in the Northern Continent of Jingtian Realm for nearly two years. During that time, she often saw the Black Tide and strange beasts, but she had only seen the dark green mud a handful of times.

Black mud is not widely distributed here; it may only be present at the beginning of its presence.

So, the cultivator sealed this place without taking any action against this new anomaly?

Xi Heng made this guess, but then put it aside.

Regardless of the specifics, anything that helps her open a passage to the depths of the rift is a good thing.

As the spatial forces continued to fluctuate, the dark green short blade continued forward, extending into a deep hole two meters high and wide.

It advanced thirty meters in just a few seconds, which is faster than the walking speed of an ordinary person.

The girl kept her distance from Green Blade and walked slowly forward.

Before my eyes, the solid ice, weakening layer by layer, sublimates into air, much like mass erasure. Wherever the dark green dagger goes, things on that side will disappear.

Half an hour later, Xi Heng followed the opening carved out by the green blade and arrived at the center of the entire mountain.

The raised right hand was released downwards, and the spatial fluctuations no longer controlled the blade to move forward. It was simply allowed to fall freely with the help of gravity and corrode downwards.

Xi Heng stood in front of the descending cave entrance and looked around for a while. In just two or three minutes, the cave extended another three or four hundred meters.

In her spare time, she looked at the white mark on her palm and opened the various functions of the Heavenly Realm System to browse through them.

Time passes slowly.

By the time the girl came to her senses, two hours had passed, and the pit in front of her was already bottomless.

"If we calculate the time, as long as the erosion rate remains constant, the blade must have fallen tens of thousands of meters by now, right?"

As he muttered to himself, Xi Heng got up and took two more steps forward.

His footsteps missed their mark, and the figure draped in a white robe fell straight into the bottomless, pitch-black cave.

The wind whistled in my ears, and my clothes billowed as the air rippled.

The girl remained calm, simply raising her right hand and snapping her fingers lightly in the increasingly dim space.

Snapped--

A bright flame appeared on the fingertip, illuminating a radius of ten meters.

She was like a fallen glimmer of light, swaying and plummeting downwards.

The flame-like shimmer at his fingertips lingered, prompting Xi Heng to think:

"If it falls naturally, it will probably take more than ten minutes to catch up with the blade... Let's speed it up."

With a thought, the large space beneath her was compressed and reduced, and then it felt as if something was dragging her body, making her speed increase several times over.

The wind howled and clashed, and the long hair under the hood was blown upwards, undulating violently like flames at fingertips.

Two minutes later, Xi Heng used his spatial abilities to cushion the inertia, and his form went from extreme speed to a complete stop.

Ten meters below, there was the dark green blade.

"They've already descended over 20,000 meters, yet they still haven't broken through the ice..."

The sealing technique of the Great Repair is truly powerful, capable of extending such a strong and resistant ice layer tens of thousands of meters, or even more.

If she hadn't been able to obtain the emerald blade by chance, she might have had no way to break the seal and enter the interior.

Since we've been so lucky this time, let's ride the waves and make the most of it!

Xi Heng scanned the ice layer with his divine sense and saw that it was nearing its end.

A minute later, holes suddenly appeared in the dark green ice layer.

Then, it fell straight down without a sound, leaving a rather conspicuous small hole.

The girl descended, holding the flame in her hand. Looking down, she saw a fantastical landscape of dark purple and blue hues below the small hole.

My footsteps landed on the bottom layer of ice that hadn't completely eroded and decayed, and I stopped.

A point of light flashed from the tip of the left finger and extended downwards.

At the same time, Xi Heng also used his divine sense to scan the area.

For some unknown reason, my divine sense was blurred and unclear. I could only see some signs of activity at the bottom, but I didn’t know what was inside.

"It's just an external avatar, so it's okay to take some risks..." The girl convinced herself with her usual reasoning, touching the ice with her fingertips, causing a transformation of flesh and blood.

The hole, which was originally no bigger than a blade, rapidly expanded. She took a step forward and let her body fall into the boundless purple and blue light at the bottom.

The sound of rushing air echoed in his ears again. Xi Heng had been falling for half a minute and was already far away from the ice layer above, but he still felt that he had not gotten any closer to the ground below.

It felt like only two or three hundred meters away, but no matter how I tried to fall, I couldn't get inside.

"This is... the space has been set into a cyclic state?" Miss Xiheng, who was skilled in spatial techniques, immediately thought.

However, as the spatial fluctuations spread throughout his body, he did not sense anything unusual about the space.

"There's no problem with the space, nor is there a sense of the passage of time... If it's not one of these two categories, then what kind of obstacle is it?"

She used one detection and spying method after another.

She used all her sensory abilities—spiritual awareness, divine sense, sword heart, golden light spells, and the ability to perceive strange energy—until a bright purple eye appeared on her left arm, finally allowing her to see the reality of the scene before her.

“It’s rotation…” Xi Heng finally understood.

Human perception is distorted here; one is not falling downwards, but being pulled and spun by the purple and blue light.

Only by relying on the perception that has evolved can one truly reach their goal.

She closed her human eyes and shut down her mental perception.

He found his way solely by using the purple pupils of his open left palm to sense his surroundings.

Then, with his left hand, he spread out two wings and slowly flew away, carrying the fleshy body behind him.

There is no gravity here; the feeling of being pulled is just an illusion. Human senses cannot function properly here.

Even cultivators would find it difficult to discern the truth and calculate the correct route from the interplay of reality and illusion created by the purple and blue lights.

Only the bizarre can allow normal actions to be taken in this place.

Slowly, the evening embers drifted down.

Pulled by its arms and wings, it seemed to take a slow walk in space, landing in a purplish-blue world in a gravity-free state.

My footsteps touched the ground lightly, like touching the surface of a calm lake.

The ground itself was undulating with her steps.

In the vision of the purple pupil in the left palm, one can see that they are walking on black mist, and the surrounding light and color are strange sources stored here.

These strange entities are currently resting peacefully in this place as if asleep, without taking on any physical form; only their aura and faint light exist.

If one were to open their human eyes, they would see themselves hanging upside down, tens of meters above the ground, defying gravity, walking on pieces of floating purple-blue crystal.

This place is not the real world; all human perception is illusory.

If other cultivators unrelated to the supernatural were to suddenly arrive in this realm, they might be trapped there for life.

She closed her eyes again, and was led by her left hand, which was adorned with purple pupils.

In a daze, a pure white beast appeared before me.

The beast was ten times larger than her, with lion's mane, a dragon's head and a snake's neck, large scales on its body, and a glowing belly. It resembled the legendary Qilin, but it did not have the Qilin's well-proportioned and perfect physique. Instead, it had a sense of chaos.

Xi Heng could tell that this thing was just a phantom, but it contained a power that was absolutely real.

It showed no hostility, and didn't even look at Xi Heng; it simply opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and cried out in a mournful voice:

"Immortal Lord, why did you insist on sending me here..."

There was no response; the moment the words were spoken, the white beast's phantom vanished.

Xi Hengxin felt puzzled, and the purple pupil in his palm blinked.

But he didn't stop and continued forward.

After walking a hundred steps, another similar phantom appeared, but its appearance had changed slightly, and the white scales on its body were stained with its other color.

The white beast murmured again, "The birth of an immortal, the turning of destiny, separation and rebirth, life returns..."

It disappeared after speaking, and the girl asked in confusion, "Was it talking to me?"

There has been no response.

"strangeness."

They continued walking forward, getting closer to the strange aura that the purple pupils in their palms had seen.

After walking another thousand steps, the strange-looking white beast reappeared and continued speaking: "Ascend to immortality, ascend to immortality... This world needs an immortal, whom should I help to become an immortal?"

"Could you help me? Thank you," Xi Heng replied.

However, the other party's figure vanished again, disappearing without a trace.

"Tsk." She had no choice but to keep walking.

During this time, I also kept in mind what the other person had said:

"Does this world need an immortal? Why is it needed...? Also, was the phantom just now a scene from the past, or was there really a white beast speaking to me? If it was a phantom from the past, then does an immortal already exist in this world?"

"And why would this phantom related to becoming an immortal exist in such a strange place?"