What If I Can't Die?



However, he had to cover what happened up.

He split a portion of his thoughts to stimulate the blood river and fused his entire body into it, trying his best to hide his resurrection.

"Something's wrong with you!"

Ye Wenzhong stared at Song Shi. He could clearly sense that Song Shi's condition had suddenly improved. This was illogical and abnormal.

"Scram if you're afraid. I'll blow up your Nascent Soul."

Song Shi was disdainful. If this fellow really did not want to possess him, ge would not be able to force him to. He could only attack him with words to provoke him.

"I won't retreat, I have no way out anyways. Today, I'll see what you're up to."

Ye Wenzhong stared at Song Shi as he transformed into the Golden Armor Heavenly God again and charged over.

Compared to the earth-shattering spiritual world, the outside world seemed a little calm.

Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons looked at the surging blood river and said in surprise, "You can still activate a blood secret skill under such circumstances? Or is this Dharma treasure protecting itself?"

"Father, is he dead or not?"

Lu Youyou was curious.

"He's not dead. He used a special method to fuse into the Blood River. This method of avoiding physical attacks is indeed quite powerful."

Lu Jiu shook his head and looked at the thick blood river. "However, his trouble this time is no longer physical, but in his soul. He's still doomed."

"That's interesting. Let's not kill him now and see if he can pull off some kind of miracle."

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons' eyes flickered as he sized up the blood river with interest.

Seeing that the Blood-Robed old ghost actually had a life-saving method, Ye Wending, who was having a headache because Ye Wenzhong's Nascent Soul was in the hands of Lu Jiu and the others, regained some hope.

"Lu Jiu, Old Poison, you'd better hand him over. Don't force our Ye Family to attack!"

Faced with this threat, Lu Jiu chuckled. "Go. It's best if you call out those people who are already half-dead in your family to attack."

"Lu Jiu, he's one of your people. It's up to you to decide whether to kill him or not. I've already obtained what I want, so I'm not interested in wasting time here!"

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons pinched the round and golden bug on his stomach, indicating his intention to retreat.

"Understood!"

Lu Jiu had no objections. Now that the Ye Family was completely alarmed and mobilized, it would become more and more troublesome if they continued fighting.

"According to the agreement, the blood is ours!"

The Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons walked over and grabbed Ye Wenzhong's headless corpse. He took out the golden heart. The golden blood inside was a little dry already.

"The old dog used a large amount of blood essence to cast a forbidden technique. There's only one drop left."

After checking the heart's condition, the Perfected Lord of Hundred Poisons was not too satisfied.

"That is your problem. Everything else is ours."

Lu Jiu wrapped the chain around Ye Wenzhong's Dharma treasure, the golden spear and put it away in his storage ring.

Ye Wenzhong was the head of the Ye Family, so the value of these things would not be low.

No matter how good-tempered Ye Wending was, he could not help but order, "All Ye Family cultivators, form a formation and kill these demons!"

"Yes!"

The Ye Family members, who were already filled with righteous indignation, moved. With the Bronze Chariot as the foundation, they formed a huge offensive formation.

"The few of you won't be able to stop us."

Lu Jiu took a calm look and dragged Song Shi's blood river, seizing the opportunity to retreat with the Heavenly Poison Sect that had more people.

The Ye Family members let out furious roars, but they were unable to stop the three Nascent Soul cultivators. They could only watch as their Patriarch's corpse was dragged away.

They were extremely dejected.

The Ye Family was like a local emperor in Jinzhou. They had been high and mighty for thousands of years and could be considered one of the top cultivation families in Great Qian. When had they ever suffered such a huge loss?

This defeat shattered the hearts of many people. For a moment, many people doubted their lives and doubted the strength of the Ye family.

Boom!

The ground shook.

Ye Wending was so angry that he shattered a small mountain with a slap. His body trembled as he stared fixedly at the cultivators of the demonic sect who were leaving, "These demonic cultivators are too arrogant. Even if my Ye Family has to use up the Qian Dragon Token, we will make you pay the price."

Everyone was shocked.

Qian Dragon Token!

The special token left behind by the founding emperor of Great Qian could only be obtained by a small portion of the founding heroes. Once it was used, it could mobilize the Qian Dragon Army of Great Qian to do things!

This was not a normal army, but an army of cultivators. Furthermore, they were top-notch and were one of the core forces of Great Qian. Even if the demonic sects were in an uproar right now due to the rebellion, they would not dare to go head-on against the Qian Dragon Army.

If he really mobilized them, he would definitely be able to vent his anger. He might even be able to eradicate one whole sect.

"Hey, I'm late."

With a sigh, another group of Ye Family cultivators rushed over. The leading cultivator's face was covered in age spots. One look and one could tell that he was someone with half a leg in the ground.

"Ancestor, the Demonic Sects are too unscrupulous now. Our patriarch has been captured and is doomed. We will definitely be mocked by all the major forces in the world."

Ye Wending turned around in grief and indignation.

"The plate is only so big. Everyone wants to control it and obtain more resources. The Demonic Cult's ambition is becoming more and more obvious."

Elder sighed. "If you want to, take the Qian Dragon Token and use it. Otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it when Great Qian falls in the future."

Ye Wending was shocked, "Elder, you don't have confidence in Great Qian?"

"Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who are wearing shoes[1]. The Demon Cult is such a group of people. Great Qian has been pampered for too long. If even the Ye Family is like this, how good can the royal family be?"

The old ancestor sighed.

"I understand!"

Ye Wending nodded. "In this chaotic world, if you want to survive, you have to suffer losses."

This incident made him realize that his family's current situation was no longer compatible with the times. If the Ye family did not change, such a tragedy would be very common in the future and there would even be the threat of extermination.

"You're more stable than Wen Zhong. We old fellows will discuss first but you should be the one that will lead the family next."

He did not pursue the demonic cultivators. Not only because he did not have much of his life span left, every time he attacked, his life would be shortened by a few days. Even the strength of a half-step Soul Transformation cultivator was not enough to kill the people of the Demonic Cults.

After saying that, the old man turned around and left.

Ye Wending sighed.

Their Ye Family's bloodline was powerful. The Ye family was able to thrive because of their bloodline, but it was also coveted dangerously because of their bloodline. Most of the ancestors in the family were about to die of old age, so it was very difficult for them to be useful at this time.

Hundreds of miles away.

Lu Jiu turned around to take a look.

"We alarmed the old fellow with one foot in the grave. But this fellow cherishes his life very much, so he shouldn't chase after us."

Ghost Butcher said sarcastically, "If not for their strong bloodline and vitality, they would have died of old age long ago."

"Ignore them. We have to think of a way to seal this guy first."

Lu Jiu looked at the blood river in the chains, "Hurry back to the Nether City and activate the Hundred Ghosts Lock Mountain Array to trap them."

He took out a flying ship and sent out a stream of Nomological power. The flying ship grew in the wind and brought everyone back quickly.

Song Shi was currently fighting Ye Wenzhong's soul.

With the energy provided by his Nascent Soul, Ye Wenzhong's continuous combat strength was much stronger than the Blood-Robed old ghost back then.

Song Shi attacked with all his might, but he was still split into pieces by the Golden Armor Heavenly God that Ye Wenzhong had transformed into.

"This guy has yet to cultivate his Essence Soul, but his soul power is still so strong. Looks like he must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity before."

Ye Wenzhong continuously shattered Song Shi's soul, but the latter was still unharmed. He stopped, "How do you keep doing it?"

"My swift restoration?"

Song Shi asked indifferently, "You think my recovery speed is too fast?"

Ye Wenzhong stared at Song Shi, "This doesn't seem like simple recovery. How did you do it?"

"Won't you know if you possess me?"

Song Shi smiled. "Come, let's fight a few more times."

Ye Wenzhong stopped moving.

The path of retreat outside was sealed. Regardless of whether he possessed this person or not, he would die.

"If you don't make a move, then I will!"

Song Shi's mental strength erupted, and the Lunar Star took the initiative to attack Ye Wenzhong.

The latter had no choice but to attack. At the same time, he said, "So what if you win? They won't believe you and you'll just die in the end."

He said bewitchingly, "You might as well work with me and think of a way to escape!"

He had already thought it through. Regardless of whether the possession was successful or not, he would have to face the suppression and sealing of the outside world. Only if this person cooperated with him would he have a chance to escape.

Unfortunately, Song Shi was not interested in this at all. No matter what happened outside, it would not affect him.

"He's really stubborn!"

Ye Wenzhong scolded, "I think you've been brainwashed by the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Do you know what will happen to you if you're brought back?"

"I don't know, but I know that you'll end up being swallowed by me."

[1] "Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who are wearing shoes" is a Chinese phrase that can be translated to: People who have nothing to lose are not afraid of people who are more powerful than them"