What If I Can't Die?



After being killed by the spatial storm many times, his strength had increased by another level, especially with the Great Mastery Golden Divine Body. Standing here and letting the other party kill him was not something that could be achieved in a single move.

Therefore, in his opinion, the reason why this fellow jumped out was to delay his battle with Nascent Souls and Soul Formation True Venerables. Naturally, he was unwilling to waste too much time on him.

Many people had seen Song Shi's arrogance before, so they were very calm when he said this.

"Everyone, this grandson of mine is usually very low-key. It's rare for him to want to fight for first place, yet in the end, his prize was snatched away by someone through unscrupulous means. He definitely has a right to be angry. Give him some time to resolve it so that he won't have inner demons. How about that?"

On the Thunder Eagle that soared in the sky, a silver-clothed old man smiled.

"Thunder Emperor, I'll give your grandson fifteen minutes."

Emperor Qian said.

Emperor Li and Crimson Crow nodded slightly. Since the Thunder Emperor had personally spoken, it was fine to wait for a moment.

"Thank you, grandpa and seniors."

Lei Gensheng turned around, "Blood-Robed old ghost, others might be afraid of your fire, but I'm not."

He stepped out slowly. His clothes fluttered even though there was no wind. Streaks of silver electric snakes jumped out as if they were alive, emitting crackling sounds. His body expanded slightly and became taller.

Boom!

A deafening thunderclap erupted with lightning Nomological power, and the sky darkened. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was restless, and the wind whistled. The lightning vaguely transformed into a god, like a thunder god descending to the world, bringing with it a heavenly tribulation.

Many geniuses were ashamed of their inferiority to that aura, and even Feng Wu, Qian Wuji, and the other top geniuses were shocked.

"Thunder Sovereign, you're really willing to spend your capital to actually allow his Lightning God Physique to reach a minor breakthrough."

Emperor Qian could not help but take another look at Lei Gensheng.

"Hehe, the Thunder Kingdom really does things like 'thunder'. You like to scare people suddenly."

Emperor Li said sarcastically.

The Crimson Crow Emperor's eyes were cold. With such a successor, the Thunder Kingdom would be a big threat in the future. Fortunately, the Thunder Kingdom was far away from the Crimson Crow Race and they would not be affected for the time being.

"This child is willing to endure hardships and cultivate day and night in the Nine Heavens Thunder. Otherwise, he relying on resources won't help him much either."

The Thunder Sovereign smiled. Everyone could tell that he was a little smug.

Song Shi pursed his lips. These old fellows were so boring. The results of the battle were not even out yet. What was there to be proud of?

He crossed his arms and calmly looked at Lei Gensheng, whose body was thin and weak, but contained terrifying energy. "Come, I'll stand here and let you hit me. Please use alot of force."

The originally solemn atmosphere was broken by his words. Some of the people who were nervous were almost shocked.

"Is this guy always so unreasonable?"

Xuan Buzheng was helpless. Perhaps the only reason he managed to talk to this guy was because Song Shi found his playful nature very interesting.

"His words have successfully angered the successor of another country. Coupled with the previous…"

Lu Youyou covered her face, "Now I understand why he said that he wanted to leave the Heavenly Ghost Sect in public. With him like this, no matter where he goes, his faction might be affected."

The Princess of the Sky Demon Cult looked at Song Shi in a daze and suddenly felt that she had been too impulsive. Even if she wanted to invite him, she shouldn't have let so many people know.

"Where did his confidence come from? Now, not only are there geniuses of the same generation, but there are also people at the level of the three kings watching him."

The Princess felt that this seemingly arrogant and conceited man was full of mystery, making her want to investigate further.

Feng Wu clenched her fists and became even more determined. "I'll find out your secret."

Chen Yiling put on her mask again. Her beautiful eyes darted around, but she did not say a word.

She was no longer in a hurry to escape from this person.

Lightning flickered violently in Lei Gensheng's eyes. He took a deep look at Song Shi and found that this person really didn't take any precautions.

This kind of contempt made him a little angry. "Today, I'll show you the spells and skills of the Thunder Kingdom."

Swoosh!

There was a slight sound of friction in the air. With a flash of silver light, Lei Gensheng had already punched Song Shi hard in the chest.

Only then did the earth-shattering thunderclaps spread out. The dense lightning exploded at the point of contact, sending Song Shi flying and leaving a fissure on the ground.

Lei Gensheng landed at Song Shi's position. His pupils constricted as he looked at the flying figure. "He really didn't retaliate or defend."

He looked at his fist. There was a little bit of swelling on his shiny silver fist.

"I actually injured myself when I hit a defenseless person!"

Lei Gensheng was stunned. Recalling the punch just now, it did not feel like it had hit flesh and blood. Instead, it felt like he had collided with Numinous artifacts with his bare hands.

He raised his head with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "Your physical body is actually stronger than mine!"

They were both flesh and blood, so his fist should have been harder than the other party's chest, but he was injured. The difference was obvious.

In the air, the various powerhouses watching the battle were also silent.

The Thunder Sovereign, who had been smug and showing off just now, stood up in shock. His gaze sized up the torn clothes on his chest. There was an additional fist mark on it, but Song Shi was not seriously injured. He took a deep breath.

"How can a Golden Core Martial King cultivate his physique to this level? Even demon beasts can't have such a powerful physique."

His smile disappeared, and his brows knitted tightly.

"His flesh and blood are like gold. This is a Great Mastery Golden Divine Body. His body is comparable to Numinous artifacts."

Emperor Qian's cultivation level was high enough and he saw through the situation. He looked at the Ye Family. "He has the golden bloodline of your Ye Family?"

The Ye Family Grand Elder hurriedly denied it. "Impossible. The bloodline power of my Ye Family has never flowed out. Moreover, my Ye Family has not produced a Great Mastery Divine Body for ten thousand years."

"Oh, in that case, it's still a Connate Golden Divine Body. It shouldn't have reached Great Mastery at this time, right? That can only be done at least at the Soul Transformation realm, right?"

The Li Nation's ruler sized up Song Shi, who had gotten up from the ground. He really wanted to capture him and study him.

"Father, when we set up a formation to kill him, this person's physical body was already very terrifying, but he was not as strong as he is now."

Qian Wuji secretly explained what have possibly transpired in the period of time they had been eliminated.

That was, this person's physical body had clearly improved in a short period of time.

"What!"

When Emperor Qian heard that, his expression turned solemn. "In that case, his secret is even more valuable than the peerless Numinous treasures we previously thought of. One is him being undying, and the other is the rapid improvement of his body. This person must be taken down."

The Crimson Crow Crown Prince immediately explained the situation to the Crimson Crow Emperor beside him. Li Ba was about the same.

In an instant, the eyes of the three kings and demon emperors lit up. When they looked at Song Shi again, their gazes had already changed.

He was not looking at an enemy, but a peerless treasure.

Amidst the dust that filled the sky, Song Shi stood up like a carp and patted his chest. The power of lightning that had invaded his body was forced out, and the silver fist mark quickly disappeared.

His tattered clothes were Dharma artifacts that had begun to repair themselves. However, perhaps because they had been damaged many times, they did not succeed this time, causing the chest area to still be damaged.

"It's time to change my clothes. If there's really no other way, I'll use Nomological power to condense my clothes."

Song Shi muttered. He had deliberately taken off his clothes when he died in the spatial storm, but it was still the same. Clothes at the Dharma artifacts level were no longer enough.

He raised his head and said unhappily, "Lei Gensheng, didn't I tell you to use force?"