Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Meanwhile, waves of black tides carrying legions of monstrous beasts began to pave roads from the Eastern Continent, transporting the calamity towards the lands occupied by the Light Calamity.

Not to be outdone, the Eastern Continent, controlled by the Light Disaster, sent countless azure butterflies and controlled cultivators, along with various types of troops formed by white light, to launch a counterattack against the Northern Continent.

Two great calamities are at war on the edge of the Central State, which is sandwiched between two states. Since their first contact six months ago, the war has never stopped for a moment. The conflict will only escalate and seems to continue until the end of the world.

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The Eastern State of Dhritarashtra, the Central City of Relief.

Since the start of the great war, every so often, thousands of cultivators would emerge from this city, gathering along the way countless units transformed from light disasters, and then being teleported to the front lines to fight.

Whether it's a calamity of light or a calamity of change, they often use the cultivators who have come to join them as their upper-level fighting force, and maintain a portion of their divine consciousness to devise strategies for attack and combat. However, they only have logical strategies and no emotional expression or self-awareness.

Amidst the battle, the Jingtian Realm, which had long been shrouded in eternal night, became bustling with activity.

Initially, the two sides were evenly matched, with each gaining and losing ground, and their battle lines were pushed back and forth, with little real progress.

However, as the calamity spread from the Central Plains to the Central Plains, the battle line gradually shifted eastward.

The earth was covered with flesh and meridians, and spore-like mountains rose on the surface. Countless meridians were interconnected to form a huge net, from which a massive army, as large as a regular black tide, was born every half hour.

Unable to sustain the front line, the Light Disaster had to switch from offense to defense and retreat step by step.

Now that the Calamity has awakened, it is thousands or even tens of thousands of times stronger than when it clashed with the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm in the Northern Continent.

Furthermore, the more territory it occupies and the wider the area covered by its flesh carpet, the stronger it will become.

It seems that the battle to save the Light Catastrophe within the celestial realm is doomed to defeat.

Beyond the void, an even larger battle against the calamity itself is about to unfold.

Today, the central region of the void is gradually transforming from a sacred cultivation ground where cultivators gather into a boundless battlefield where various calamities clash and fight.

This battle has only just begun and has not yet truly erupted, yet it has already ignited war across the three great continents of the Heavenly Realm.

If it truly erupts, who knows how earth-shattering it will be.

However, all of this has little to do with the surviving cultivators at the edge of the ordinary void.

Because no matter what, there will always be a calamity that will eventually prevail and spread to the edge of the void. When that happens, we will simply deal with it as it comes.

However, for Su Ziyuan, who is infiltrating the Holy City of Salvation, this battle must be won by the Light Disaster in order to have a chance to save all living beings.

During the year and a half she spent away, she had used the new daylight created by the Light Disaster to activate the little bit of humanity in the Light Disaster's original body.

This will prevent all living beings who see this object from becoming soulless white light puppets during the subsequent expansion.

This allows people's consciousness to remain somewhat active so that they can be reborn after the end of the world.

Today, she has come to the central square of the holy city countless times to pray to the sun that has already risen in the sky.

I sincerely hope that the Light Calamity can overcome other calamities and dominate the end times—only in this way can the relief strategy that Su Xuanhua built by sacrificing himself be successful.

After the prayer meeting ended, Su Ziyuan, dressed in the same uniform as tens of thousands of people around her, left the place with the flow of people.

During this time, he silently looked around. The believers around him had all lost their minds under the light disaster. Their eyes were lifeless. When they participated in the gathering, they just opened their mouths to pray and muttered without any tone.

"That's all I can do."

Su Ziyuan looked up at the pure white sun that was hanging high in the sky but had not yet risen to the highest point, pretending to have the same listless expression as the people around her, and muttered to herself.

"The sun has risen. There will be no more opportunities to secretly contact the center of the cataclysmic event. It's time to go back..."

After a moment of quiet contemplation, the girl lowered her head slightly and slowly walked away down the steps.

Returning to her clean residence in the city, she took off her white robe and changed into some simple clothes. Then she closed her eyes and activated the wisp of white flame that Xi Heng had left on her chest years ago.

The flames suddenly flickered and expanded, enveloping the entire body.

The white flames dissipated as easily as if they had lost their foundation, and Su Ziyuan herself also disappeared on the spot.

Only a few ripples remained in the space, unnoticed by anyone.

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"call--"

The girl had been holding it in for a long time, and finally she was able to stretch out and yawn.

As soon as I returned to Penglai World, my whole body relaxed.

She glanced around and saw the familiar appearance of the city.

My mindset unconsciously returned to its natural state, and I jogged over to find a familiar snack shop and went inside.

A few minutes later, he bought a big bag of fried food, picked up a piece of meat, and swallowed it in one gulp.

As I strolled back to the square, I slowly rediscovered the carefree feeling I once had.

She pouted and began to complain:

"It's so unfair! Why do we have to face this kind of doomsday right after we're born?"

"But now that we're finally done with the work, we can only leave the rest to fate."

As Su Ziyuan was talking to herself, a figure suddenly leaned close to her side.

Then, a slender, pale finger quietly approached and snatched a French fry from the paper bag.

"Long time no see," Xi Heng said while eating fries. "You're finally back."

"It's only a little over a year. After you go into seclusion, it'll pass in the blink of an eye." Su Ziyuan was not surprised at all by Xi Heng's approach and simply waved her hand.

After all, this space belongs to the other party's territory, and they should be very clear about the comings and goings of the people in it.

"Let's talk about this," the girl said casually, starting a conversation.

"This snack tastes pretty good, but why does it have almost no flavor?"

"It needs to be eaten with sauce." The fries were a snack that Xi Heng had personally promoted during his recent free time, and Su Ziyuan had never seen them before.

Soy sauce?

The white-haired girl clicked her tongue, took out the small paper box from the snack bag, and found the ketchup.

"We were just wondering why they gave us a small box." Su Ziyuan used the next one in this serious manner, then immediately blinked.

“We’ve only been gone for a little over a year, and so many new things have already appeared here.”

There were more shops and stalls on the streets next to the square. It seemed like today was a festival for the spirits, and there were significantly more people than usual.

Xi Heng walked slowly alongside the girl beside him, exchanging a few casual words before getting to the point:

"Have you finished your business in the Heavenly Realm?"

"I only did what I was supposed to do, and this is all I can do." The other person seemed a little disappointed, kicked a pebble on the roadside, and exhaled.

"We can only wait and see, after all, no one can be sure whether the relief of the Light can prevail in the battle between the major disasters."

Clearly, the opponent's solution requires the Light Disaster to ultimately prevail.

However, Xi Heng was not optimistic at all.

Because the other calamities originated from the corpse of the Five-Headed Roarer, each of them was of a higher rank than the calamities that appeared later.

Furthermore, it underwent at least a thousand years of preparation before truly erupting in the last hundred years, and the strength it has accumulated may not yet have been fully revealed.

The relief of the light disaster was only invoked by Su Xuanhua in the last hundred years. Although its predecessor is unknown, its current foundation is obviously weaker.

Not to mention other calamities, which may each have collected several, or even a dozen, calamity indicators.

If the calamities were to truly wage war against each other, the first to fall and perish would likely be the Calamity of Salvation.

The girl shook her head: "I just hope there will be a chance."

“We know the chances are slim…” Su Ziyuan looked up at the sky and at the clear sky and clouds that Xi Heng had specially arranged in this space: “But, there’s no other way right now.”

"It will happen eventually," Xi Heng patted the other person's thin shoulder, offering words of comfort.

"If it doesn't work this time, we can try again next time."

"But this is your only chance." The other person tilted their head.

"Perhaps there will be many, many more times. Don't forget I am a cultivator of time." The girl chuckled.

Whether it was the comforting words that worked or simply the peaceful atmosphere that made Su Ziyuan relax a bit.

After exhaling, I returned to normal, sharing food and chatting about other trivial matters that didn't bother me.

To welcome her back, Xi Heng took Su Ziyuan to visit the newly built amusement buildings.

Although classic amusement park rides like roller coasters are not exciting at all for cultivators, the atmosphere is still there.

The journey lasted from dawn till sunset. After a year and a half of hard work outside, the little girl returned to the palace and immediately went to bed to sleep.

Xi Heng returned to Yin Wanluan's side a month later.

Because his cultivation level was close to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, the other party had been frequently in seclusion for cultivation recently, so they had less time to meet.

Yin Wanluan was unaware of many events that had occurred in the outside world in the past two years.

After the seclusion ended, she continued to pester Xi Heng as usual.

During the break, some external events were also briefly mentioned.

However, Yin Wanluan only asked a few more questions about Xi Heng's experiences in the Jade Toad Realm, and did not care about other topics such as calamities, wars, and the end of the world.

Xi Heng was curious as to why, and the other party replied, "With you here, I should not need to worry about these things."

"We'll see." She said lightly, tilting her head to rest her ear against Xi Heng's shoulder.

"Even if we both perish with the apocalypse, it's still quite a joke to live and die together like this... What was that word you used last time? I've forgotten."

Whenever she felt physically exhausted, Yin Wanluan would often have a hazy, dazed moment like this.

Even his speech seemed somewhat sluggish.

"It was romantic," Xi Heng said, helping the other person recall.

"...Is it romantic to disappear together at the end of the world?" Yin Wanluan said aloud the words that had been hanging in the air.

"That sounds so depressing, can we try to be more positive?"

The two were so close that they could both see their reflections in each other's eyes.

“Sadness, sunshine… I can understand it in the context, but what does it mean specifically?” Yin Wanluan moved closer and gently kissed Xi Heng’s forehead, still speaking in a daze, “I want to hear you tell me.”

"I might use those kinds of words every few sentences," Miss Xi Heng, who had been influenced by modern civilization, shook her head.

"If I were to explain it in detail, it would take a very long time to go on and on, one thing after another."

"Then I will listen for a very long time." A slight smile appeared on the other person's lips as they spoke in a friendly manner: "I want to know everything about you."

Every time they spend a few days together, there's a significant chance that Yin Wanluan will fall into this current state.

It's as if my feelings for Xi Heng suddenly doubled, while my own rational and logical abilities decreased significantly.

"It sounds so boring, don't want to." The white-haired girl turned her face away, her cheek accidentally brushing against the other person's nose.

"Hmm..." Yin Wanluan half-closed his eyes and leaned down, exhaling a wisp of warm breath.

A sensation of energy swirled around Xi Heng's neck, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.

"Then, tell me again when you're no longer bored." Yin Wanluan put her arm around Xi Heng's shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"Now, let's continue doing the same thing we were doing, which isn't boring at all, shall we?"

She pulled at it day and night.

As the girl moved forward, the strands of their hair intertwined, as if they had been dyed together, merging into the same luster.

The light in the room sometimes brightened and sometimes dimmed according to the two people's thoughts, and their actions created a similar yet slightly different atmosphere.

The bedding was wrinkled and messy, but no one had the mind to smooth it out; they were only interested in making it even more chaotic.

Fingertips traced around the other person's smooth, soft shoulder, reaching towards the collarbone, gently moving downwards.

Strands of hair fell across Yin Wanluan's shoulders, occasionally brushing against Xi Heng's hand and fingertips. Her eyes, gazing at him, were crystal clear, like gemstones immersed in clear water.

Her long eyelashes would sometimes be half-closed, sometimes closed, and she would make soft "hmm" sounds from the corners of her mouth.

Joy permeated almost every corner of her body. Even though it was just a gentle touch on her skin and hair, and she hadn't actually started doing anything, her lips were already bright red and luscious, like deep red cherries.

The temptation made Xi Heng want to pick it and extract its delicious juice.

The woman in front of him raised her hand and tucked a few strands of her hair away.

It pulled slightly, as if making an invitation.