Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 645 - 349 YiXian_2

Chapter 645: 349 YiXian_2

The situation was even worse: his soul had been baptized by Yin Thunder, torn asunder, becoming fragmented and scattered in disarray.

At this time, he found it difficult to concentrate.

"This body is no longer of any use,"

The Yin Corpse elder lifted his hand, reaching towards the dark clouds behind him, and pulled them aside.

Whoosh!

The dark clouds rolled back!

A black coffin burst forth from the clouds.

The Yin Corpse elder casually flipped open the coffin lid, then raised his hand and violently struck his own crown.

Bang!

His crown exploded on impact!

The Yin Corpse elder collapsed beside the coffin.

But in the next moment, a delicate jade hand reached out from the black coffin.

Fang Zhixing looked up, and his eyebrows raised involuntarily.

He saw a young and beautiful woman rise up, with a delicate face and an hourglass figure, dressed in a bright red bridal gown, as if she were a bride about to be married.

The beautiful bride tilted her head and moved her muscles and bones around, causing her body to crackle.

Next, she grabbed the Yin Corpse elder, bit into his shattered crown, and sucked fiercely.

Immediately, the Yin Corpse elder’s body began to tremble violently; his flesh decayed as if it had rotted for ten years, turning to ashes at a visible rate.

"Hmm, I have been reborn!"

The bride carelessly threw aside the Yin Corpse elder’s body, and let out a youthful, tender laugh of madness.

In such a scene!

Fang Zhixing clicked his tongue in amazement and exclaimed, "So this is your path to rebirth, preparing a corpse in advance, ready to swap upon death."

The bride snorted, "Who told you I’ve prepared only one corpse?"

Fang Zhixing realized and said with his hands behind his back, "It seems that neither of us can kill the other!"

The bride hesitated upon hearing this.

Both sides had fought a battle, leading to the current situation where he was clearly at a disadvantage.

Should I continue fighting?

Fang Zhixing fell silent, then suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, both of us are Undying. I’m curious, does the Undying and the Longevity Species converge at the Returning to Truth Realm?"

The bride replied, "You could say that, but it’s not entirely accurate.

The Undying pursue immortality, so our focus in Returning to Truth is to forge the most robust Rebirth Path.

As long as the Rebirth Path remains, we can never be killed.

On the other hand, the Longevity Species pursue eternal life, so their Returning to Truth is centered on maintaining their True Self."

Fang Zhixing’s mind stirred, and he asked with doubt, "True Self, isn’t that the most perfect version of myself at some point in the past?"

The bride let out a mocking chuckle, "That’s exactly where the problem lies. I ask you, can ’myself at some point in the past’ be altered?"

Fang Zhixing was suddenly taken aback.

He had never thought of this!

Seeing his reaction, the bride couldn’t help but laugh heartily and said proudly, "Humans can deceive themselves. The so-called ’True Self’ might be completely conjured up."

She pointed towards Yuan Ye City and said mockingly, "Just like those who practice Buddhism, what is their True Self? It’s all about limitless mana of Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, right?

But why is every Buddha or Bodhisattva so radiant, compassionate, and majestic, even with a golden body of sixteen feet and a thousand hands and eyes?

The answer is obvious, it’s the True Self they’ve imagined!

Their True Self is conceived, designed, and created by themselves!

As long as they fully believe in it, then their True Self is indeed incredible and powerful!

Hey, there were no gods or Buddha in the world originally, it’s us, the cultivators, who fantasized them into existence, get it?"

After listening, Fang Zhixing took a deep breath.

Good heavens!

So "True Self" could be played like that!

The True Self of the Undying is very pure and real, simply the self of the past.

But the True Self of the Longevity Species is elaborate and ever-changing, full of wild imagination!

That’s because during their cultivation, they continuously make conjectures, improvements, and ultimately create the most perfect version of themselves.

"When the Undying are killed, they can always escape from the battlefield and be reborn to fight another day!"

"When the Longevity Species are killed, they instantly learn from their mistakes, self-improve on the spot, and return stronger!"

Fang Zhixing quickly understood in his heart.

His gaze fell on the bride and he said calmly, "Yin Corpse elder, do you still want to fight?"

The bride’s mouth twisted in a sneer, "Do you think I chatted with you so long because I have nothing better to do?"

Suddenly, she formed a spell with both hands, condensing a wisp of green flame in her palm.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

In an instant, the zombies on the ground burst into flames.

One after another, all bursting into flames, a vigorous green flame blazing around them.

Looking around, in an instant, tens of thousands of green fire spots emerged from the ground, densely packed, forming a sea of green fire.

Fang Zhixing, realizing this, said, "I almost forgot, the Array you’ve set up is called the ’Myriad Corpse Yin Fire Formation’."

"Hehe~"

The bride’s hair fluttered as she let out a chilling smile, her face unabashedly displaying a look of arrogance as she said coldly, "Hmph, the Yin Fire I have was not easily obtained; it requires the sacrifice of at least ten thousand corpses of Nine Ox Realm Martial Artists to condense just a pinch."

His hands moved quickly, casting a series of spells.

Following that, the tens of thousands of green fire spots on the ground all flew up, converging between his hands.

All the fire spots touched each other, merging, and became one.

For a moment, the flame in the bride’s palm grew bigger and greener.

But at the same time, the bride’s complexion rapidly turned pale and bloodless, her skin withered, and many dry wrinkles appeared.

In a short while, she turned into an ugly old woman.

Under the illumination of the green fire, her old face was somber and terrifying, resembling a Fierce Ghost, extremely frightening.

"Myriad Corpse Yin Fire, freezing thousands of miles, capable of instantly turning a city to ice,"

"Of course, the most important thing is that Myriad Corpse Yin Fire can instantly freeze your soul, preventing your rebirth from the very start, cutting off your Rebirth Path,"

The old woman laughed hideously, thinking to herself, she pushed her hands forward and released the Myriad Corpse Yin Fire fiercely.

Whoosh~

The green firelight fell like a meteor shower, freezing even the air into icy spikes wherever it passed.

Fang Zhixing remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

Suddenly, an odd, swirling light appeared on his body.

The scene before him began to play in reverse!

Time flowed backward!

An hour, three hours, five hours...

Until a day ago!

Fang Zhixing then saw that, at this point in time, the Yin Corpse old man had already reached outside the gorge.

With the Relic in his hand, he confirmed Fang Zhixing was within the valley.

So he started to set up the "Myriad Corpse Yin Fire Formation," lying in wait.

Fang Zhixing observed everything, and once again saw that coffin.

So!

Fang Zhixing suddenly performed Instantaneous Movement and arrived next to the black coffin.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Great Luo Spell, Bodhisattvas, Pineapple Pineapple Mee!"

Fang Zhixing raised his hand, bringing it down firmly on the coffin.

Boom!

The coffin shattered on impact and burst apart!

The bride lying inside was severely damaged and suppressed on the spot.

Time, like a rubber band stretched to its limits, suddenly snapped back!

Whoosh!

Fang Zhixing returned to "now," his handprint landing on the bride’s upright chest.

The bride’s eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

She couldn’t understand, she was utterly confused!

How had Fang Zhixing suddenly appeared before her, striking her with a palm, flattening her chest?

But why did she feel like the strike had lasted for a long time, as if she had been hit yesterday and the pain persisted until today?

"Ah~"

The bride tilted her head back and spit out a jet of blood!

Her beautiful body fell apart, collapsing and disintegrating like a kite with its string cut, falling towards the ground.

The Myriad Corpse Yin Fire scattered and disappeared with it, utterly powerless.

Everything was as ephemeral as the Dianhua!

Thump!

The bride fell to the dust, creating a large crater.

Xigou ran over to look and immediately felt sick to his stomach.

He only saw a skeleton in the pit, with rotting flesh and bones, reeking terribly.

Soon after, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The sunlight shone back into the gorge, mist rising with multicolored rays, spectacularly beautiful.

Fang Zhixing drifted down, his expression neither happy nor sad.

He knew the Yin Corpse old man was not yet dead.

The Undying are just that hard to kill...