What If I Can't Die?



"Who the f*ck is this? Why is he so ferocious?"

"He blew up a Nascent Soul cultivator with a single punch. It's too terrifying."

The cultivators who followed them were so frightened that they hurriedly stopped, afraid that they would follow in their footsteps if they got too close.

They sized up Song Shi with fear. Someone thought of something and said in shock, "Song Shi, you're the Song Shi who killed the legendary ancient Demon Saint!"

"What? It's him? I heard that his strength is even more terrifying than ordinary Soul Formation True Venerables. No wonder he could defeat our leader."

After recognizing Song Shi's identity, the group retreated another hundred meters and was on full alert.

"Who else has a problem with that now?"

Song Shi lightly accepted the spoils of war of this unlucky fellow. He did not even have the time to say the other party's name.

The group of people all shook their heads. Even if they had objections, who would dare to show it here?

"I have no objections. You guys support my decision. Then follow me to eliminate the fellows who slaughtered the commoners."

Song Shi's words stunned many cultivators.

What was the meaning of this? Just because they didn't say anything didn't mean that they were going against their own people, let alone attack.

"He's probably lost his mind. How can we kill our own people?"

"You're too full of yourself. It's better to stay away."

Everyone communicated in secret and prepared to retreat first.

"Spatial Imprisonment!"

Song Shi clenched his fist at the eight Golden Cores with the highest cultivation level. The space seemed to be controlled by Song Shi from afar, and the eight people who were enveloped could not move at all.

"I'll give each of you a talisman."

Song Shi drew with one hand, and silver-white runes flew around them. One Spirit Command Talisman after another was quickly drawn. These were simplified versions of Spirit Command Talismans, and with his cultivation, drawing them was as easy as playing with them.

Upon seeing the Spirit Command Talisman, the eight Golden Cores instinctively felt uneasy.

"What are you doing!"

"Help us!"

"Everyone, attack him together."

The eight of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They shouted for help, thinking that they would be crushed.

Thousands of people braced themselves and attacked, hoping to use their numerical advantage to defeat Song Shi.

"A group of scattered soldiers is too inferior to the Qian Dragon Army."

Song Shi was disdainful. He raised his other hand.

Buzz!

The Void trembled as a terrifying pressure erupted. Just the Aura alone frightened more than a thousand cultivators.

Fire danced around Song Shi's body. Nine suns appeared and transformed into 81 suns. Brilliant brilliance bloomed, and for a moment, the world lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The Imperishable Golden Body circulated and the Acalanātha Body appeared. Song Shi was like a god as he raised his hand and slapped out.

Thick Nomological power surged like a volcanic eruption. In the blink of an eye, it formed a Dharmic power hand that was more than a thousand feet long and swept towards the army of thousand cultivators.

The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth gathered around the Fire Hand, making the power of the Nomological power palm even more terrifying. It contained shocking explosive power.

Suddenly there was a rumble.

More than a hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators were actually sent flying. Many Dharma artifacts that were collided by the huge hand were shattered, and some cultivators vomited out blood non-stop.

Their expressions were filled with shock. The strength of a hundred people was actually not comparable to this one person!

This was because the difference in strength was too great. In front of Song Shi's combat strength that was comparable to the late-stage Soul Transformation realm, quantity was meaningless unless one was at the Golden Core realm.

Under the aftershock released by Song Shi's palm, the remaining thousand Qi Refinement cultivators retreated uncontrollably like dust in the face of Gust.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Song Shi's eight Spirit Command Talismans were completed. With a press of his finger, they turned into rays of light that shot between the brows of the eight people and began to forcefully control them.

"The rest of you are not qualified to enjoy this treatment. Scram. If I see you in Great Qian again, I'll send you on your way."

Song Shi was too lazy to deal with cultivators below the Golden Core realm. It was too boring to kill them.

The cultivators who had already suffered a mental breakdown from Song Shi's strength turned around and ran. Like frightened birds and beasts, they dispersed in the blink of an eye.

"They can't even be considered an ordinary army. These guys shouldn't be the cultivator army of the royal families of the two countries. They were most likely organized at the last minute."

Song Shi was deep in thought. His gaze landed on the eight people whose souls had just been controlled. "Let's go. If we encounter the armies of the Wind and Thunder Kingdoms, we'll kill them directly."

He arranged for someone to deal with the children and bring the rest to the next place.

On the way, if he encountered anyone with some strength, he would casually draw a talisman and control it. As a result, more and more cultivators followed him.

After the army that was scattered by him was defeated, the news was sent back one after another. The leaders behind it was dissatisfied.

When Song Shi destroyed the army of cultivators in the three prefectures, he already had more than forty Golden Cores and three Nascent Soul cultivators by his side.

These should have been the elites of the Wind Nation and the Thunder Nation, but now they had become puppets.

When he arrived at the fourth prefecture that was occupied, before he even arrived, thunder suddenly rumbled in the sky, and the weather changed drastically.

Song Shi looked up and said with interest, "The army of cultivators is finally here. I'm looking forward to it."

As far as the eye could see, dark clouds rolled and lightning flashed. Sharp eagle cries tore through the sky, as if they wanted to break one's eardrums.

Crack! Crack!

A bolt of lightning flashed and crossed a hundred kilometers in an instant, appearing above Song Shi and his subordinates. The surrounding air was instantly filled with lightning, and many people's hair stood on end.

"Song Shi, why do you have to get involved in the war between the two countries?"

Amidst the lightning, a cold voice sounded with domineering intent. "The three northwestern prefectures used to be the territory of the Thunder Kingdom. So it's justifiable for us to take them back."

Splash!

The lightning split open, and a man and an eagle walked out. The former was at the perfected Nascent Soul realm, and the latter was also an existence at the same realm as demons.

Swish swish swish!

Amidst the thunder, dense lightning appeared behind him. Cultivators in black eagles and lightning armor appeared.

The power of these people was faintly condensed into one, and their auras were like a rainbow. They were completely different from the cultivator army he had encountered previously. They gave Song Shi the feeling that he was facing the Qian Dragon Army, and they looked even more dangerous.

This was because the cultivators and demon beasts in front of him were clearly cooperating. The lightning aura emitted by each of them gathered together and transformed into a huge lightning eagle. The surrounding power of heaven and earth was affected and turned into a lightning domain.

There were less than three thousand cultivators and thunder eagles, but Song Shi felt that they were more terrifying than the Qian Dragon Army, which consisted of ten thousand people.

"The Thunder Eagle Army of the Thunder Kingdom is only thirty percent of the Qian Dragon Army, but their combat strength is more than three times that of the Qian Dragon Army."

Song Shi recited the information he had recently obtained. "It looks good. Come and fight me. I want to take a shower with the power of lightning."

The leader of the Thunder Eagle army was called Lei Xuan. He stared at Song Shi like an eagle. "Are you really going to fight us?"

He had collected information about this person before. Although some of his deeds were unbelievable, he did not want to act rashly before figuring them out.

Song Shi mocked, "It's fine if you don't want to fight. Scram out of Great Qian within three days and compensate for the damage you've caused. Prepare a treasure for me as compensation for my hard work too."

"This is the territory of the Thunder Kingdom. What right do you have to say that?"

A sword appeared in Lei Xuan's palm. Instantly, countless bolts of lightning gathered around the sword, as if a lightning tribulation was brewing.

"You might not know this, but my Thunder Eagle Army is also known as the Lightning Tribulation Army. It has the power of Heavenly Punishment. No matter how powerful you are, can you be stronger than the sky?"

Lei Xuan transformed into the Thunder God, his eyes filled with pride.

The terrifying commotion made the cultivators under Song Shi's Crowd Control shudder in fear. They felt like retreating.

"Come on, this way."

Song Shi stuck his head out and pointed at his neck, shocking everyone.