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As Wang Zhifan continued to approach and observe the crazy and strange existence in front of him, the other party also noticed him.

The guy suddenly turned around and swung his dry arms towards Wang Zhifan behind him. The violent force like the collapse of the sky came towards Wang Zhifan to suppress him!

It was this kind of casual attack just now that caused huge pits with a radius of thousands of miles to appear on the ground below. Ordinary beings would be reduced to ashes if they touched any of them.

However, Wang Zhifan was not afraid of the opponent's attack. He immediately responded with a knife and slashed it down suddenly, completely splitting the huge power approaching him in an instant.

The sharp blade light then cut through the space and approached the face of the strange creature, forcing the guy to raise his hand to resist. As his body retreated several feet, the crazy look on his face froze.

"He is indeed at the immortal level. The sword I struck just now contained a lot of power of laws, but he blocked it with his hand. An ordinary cultivator would never be able to do such a thing."

Wang Zhifan's face became quite serious when he saw this scene. Although the knife he just used was a test, its power was not reduced much. The current result confirmed his previous guess that the other party was most likely the so-called extremely evil old immortal, or at least a being of a similar level.

The current situation is quite clear. He either has to fight with all his strength or retreat quickly, because fighting a legendary immortal is very risky and has little benefit, and it may delay his mental cultivation.

A flash of thought passed through Wang Zhifan's mind, and he quickly made a decision.

"It's better to retreat. It's a waste of energy to fight this thing. Besides, the last blow I made was a draw with him."

So, before the crazy zombie immortal who was in a daze could make the next move, Wang Zhifan disappeared in a flash and was transferred to a place at least 100,000 miles away through the laws of space.

The zombie immortal who remained in the sky did not chase him. He stayed there for several seconds. The madness on his face suddenly returned, and he continued to destroy the surrounding world, as if he had forgotten that he had just been hit hard by someone.

But his madness did not last long, as a large number of light spots chased him from the north. They were actually a group of high-level immortal cultivators.

These immortal cultivators all had violent auras and traces of battle and even blood on their bodies. In the blink of an eye, they formed a large formation to surround the zombie immortal, blocking his crazy attack, and then one of them shouted loudly:

"Old Evil Immortal! Tell us the location of your Immortal Palace's treasure house! Otherwise, we will destroy your soul!"

The person who was asking the question used a special method of speaking, which allowed the crazy zombie immortal to calm down briefly, and there seemed to be a hint of clarity in his eyes.

He looked like a zombie, his dry lips opened and closed, and he responded with a short sentence:
"You shall die!"

Then, in an instant, the war began. The extremely evil old immortal who was at the center of the formation did not care at all that he was at a disadvantage, and fought against the crowd alone under the siege of many cultivators.

Naturally, the immortal cultivators who besieged him were ruthless. They came prepared, and their average strength was not low, and their cooperation was very tacit. It didn't take long for them to firmly restrain the violent old immortal, making it impossible for him to escape from the formation range of a hundred feet in radius, and he kept enduring attacks from various magic weapons and secret techniques.

About half an hour later, the evil old immortal looked extremely miserable. His clothes, which were already a little tattered, were completely torn into pieces, revealing skin as dry as tree bark. His skin was covered with wounds of various shapes, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen, and large amounts of dark red liquid were oozing out. His old silver hair was fluttering in the air, making him look like an old lion at the end of his rope.

The cultivators who were besieging him couldn't help but show their satisfaction when they saw this. The leader raised his chin and issued an ultimatum:
"Evil old immortal! Now is not the time for you to dominate! You have already taken great advantage by surviving to this day, don't be ungrateful! Tell me where you put the treasure, and I will leave you with an intact body!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, he saw the extremely evil old immortal, who was at the end of his rope, covered in wounds and trapped in a formation, suddenly burst into laughter, and it seemed that even tears came out of the corners of his dry eyes, causing everyone around him to be confused.

"Old man! It seems that I haven't made you suffer enough!"

Upon seeing this, the leader's face turned extremely gloomy and he ordered everyone to launch a more brutal siege.

Little did they know that at this moment, the extremely evil old immortal in the center of the formation did not want to continue acting. He looked very embarrassed, but suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed the leading cultivator who was outside the formation. Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he bent down and bit the blood vessel in his neck hard, causing the sky to suddenly rang with extremely shrill screams.

During the process, both the power of the formation that suppressed him and the attacks from numerous cultivators continued to hit him, but unlike his previous situation where he was constantly injured, an invisible barrier seemed to form on the surface of his body, preventing everything outside from truly affecting him.

As a result, amid the continuous screams of fear from the leading immortal cultivator, the other immortal cultivators around him also realized that the situation was not good. They stopped their futile siege and quickly scattered, taking advantage of the fact that someone was holding back the evil old immortal who was like a zombie, and fled far away to the surrounding horizon.

The extremely evil old immortal seemed to have acquiesced to these people's escape. He continued to eat the leader of the immortal cultivators, sucking his blood and eating his brain marrow. He then threw the lifeless corpse to the ground below, raised his smooth palm, wiped his mouth, and laughed out loud:
"Hahaha! I succeeded! If I can't become a Golden Immortal, I'll become a Corpse Immortal! From now on, the world will belong to me! Hahaha!"

Amid his crazy laughter, four or five figures suddenly appeared around him. The aura of each of them was a hundred times stronger than the previous cultivators combined. They were all immortals from this world.

Some of these immortals had cold looks while others showed curiosity. It did not seem that they were joining together to solve a certain existence.

The extremely evil old immortal was not surprised by their appearance either. He turned to look at an elderly immortal woman with gray hair in her seventies and said:
"Xiao Si, I never thought that after so many years, you are the only one among my disciples who has made it to this point! Do you want to break through the limit of your own lifespan and regain youth? Then join forces with me! I will teach you the way of corpse immortality that I created! From now on, you will no longer have to worry about your lifespan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old lady of unknown age had her eyes flickering, and then she stood beside him resolutely, bent her body slightly, and replied in an old voice:

"Xiao Si will obey the order of the master!"

There is no doubt that this was because the evil old immortal used the way of corpse immortality he created as an inducement to form an alliance with the old woman, instantly changing his own unfavorable situation of being alone and weak.

Seeing this, the evil old immortal couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, which already had some human colors, and glanced proudly at the other immortals who had come over, as if to say, what can you do to me?
The fact is indeed as he thought. When one reaches the level of immortals, there is less fighting and killing, because the immortals are all old foxes, not young ones. They will not do anything with too great a risk. A rash fight with those of the same level may easily allow others to take advantage of them. It is better to maintain basic peaceful and mutually beneficial cooperation.

After all, the world is so big, there are so many immortals, there is no problem of not being able to support them. Especially for the extremely evil old immortal, who has performed a unique way of resurrection in front of everyone, even if it doesn't look perfect, it is enough to make the immortals who desire true immortality salivate, hoping that he can share one or two.

The old immortal Ji E also understood this, and he then said to the other immortals with great confidence:
“Everyone! Although this is the first time I have met you, I believe you all know my name! I don’t want to make any big promises. As long as you recognize me as your senior who should have turned into dry bones, I will definitely teach you the way of corpse immortal…”

His words were also naked inducement, but no one felt it was wrong and they just acquiesced. Because the immortals at this level value strength and the exchange of interests the most, the old immortal Jie became famous a long time ago, his strength is beyond doubt, and he has mastered the way of immortal corpse immortals that others are very interested in, and the interests are even more important. With just a few words, he became the nominal leader of the immortal group.

This is consistent with what the evil old immortal said with a laugh not long ago. He said that the world will belong to him in the future. Although it is a little exaggerated, it is not far off.

However, just when the extremely evil old immortal was feeling proud, he suddenly remembered a figure, a figure who had stimulated him from complete madness to recovery of most of his sanity with just one sword. In his opinion, that existence was definitely at the immortal level, but he did not appear at the scene, which made him confused.

So he immediately asked the old woman beside him:
"Xiao Si, do you know a fellow Taoist dressed like a young man? He is an expert in swordsmanship and fought with me not long ago..."

"Master, as far as I know, there is no such person in the world. There has never been a person who can master the sword among the immortals..."

The immortal in the form of an old woman immediately replied respectfully.

"This is weird... Could it be that I was in a state of confusion and my memory is wrong?"

The evil old immortal felt puzzled. Although he didn't plan to go to the house immediately to find out the truth, he kept the matter in his heart.

On the other side, one hundred thousand miles away, in a vast forest, Wang Zhifan sat cross-legged on a tree trunk thicker than a human being, feeling the natural and free state of mind.

He now felt that he was only a thin layer of window paper away from a breakthrough, and it seemed that he could reach the next level at any time, but it was this seemingly weak barrier that had been restricting him firmly.

"It's a little bit off after all. What's wrong with it?"

Wang Zhifan felt that he had done his best in all aspects and his mind had entered his ideal state of freedom, but he was still just a little bit away from success, which made him feel very puzzled.

It's as if you have written an answer that seems perfect in every way, but the examiner just shakes his head and says nothing and doesn't pass it.

"There must be something missing... Let me think about it again... I can't think of it... I should find a place with irises to strengthen my luck, and then look at the Ring of Destiny..."

Unable to break the situation, Wang Zhifan changed his thinking and tried his best to make use of his advantages, namely the mythical Blessing of Iris and the mythical Ring of Destiny.

Half a day later, he was lucky enough to use the guidance of his scattered clones and the Ring of Destiny to successfully find an iris field in a valley, where he continued to practice.

It must be said that the feeling was different with the mythical blessing, and after a while he had an epiphany that his key inspiration was coming, and he immediately relaxed his mind and entered a state of emptiness.

In this mysterious and ethereal state, his past experiences suddenly replayed in his mind like a movie, and it seemed that the source of inspiration was there.

It includes his time fighting in the Gray Domain, his experience in dungeons, his easy sweeps of opponents, and his tough battles with powerful bosses. It doesn't look particularly strange.

But suddenly, two images became fixed in his mind.

One was when he was fighting against the Supreme King in the King copy, and the crazy laughter of that powerful and weird little girl clearly returned to his ears.

One was the existence of a suspected extremely evil old immortal that he had recently encountered. This guy appeared before him again with no rationality and frantic attack.

"Crazy? Are you saying that I'm too rational? Too self-restrained? What's missing is madness?"

All of a sudden, inspiration burst out in Wang Zhifan's heart, and the light of breakthrough appeared in his eyes.

"Great freedom... is madness?"

He was thinking very quickly in his mind, intending to enter a state of complete disorder.

But the next moment, more inspiration flashed through his mind, and the inspiration told him that pure madness was not freedom, but madness and freedom, a perfect combination of the two!

At this moment, Wang Zhifan completely understood what he lacked. What he lacked was true freedom! For example, to start a catastrophe, sweep away everything, become the only master in the world, and gain the greatest freedom!

"So it's not enough to just meditate and gain insights. You also have to take risks, take actions, and pay a price to make your behavior conform to the definition of freedom? Simple! Too simple! Hahaha!"

At that moment, Wang Zhifan understood everything and laughed out loud with excitement.

The last thing he lacked was actually an act that truly embodied great freedom, an act with a strong enough style. It couldn't be just a small-scale trip around the mountains and rivers like before, but had to leave the deepest impression on the whole world.

"Then, let's dominate this world!"

Now that the road has appeared, he no longer has any concerns. Even if there are powerful enemies in this world, he must not retreat in the slightest.

After making up his mind, he suddenly soared into the sky and transformed into the world boss.

The so-called breakthrough lies here. If he goes to a world with low average combat power and sweeps away everything, it will not help his state of mind at all, because success comes too easily and the purity of great freedom is far from enough.

Only in this world that can give him pressure, relying on his own will to break through all obstacles and gain the greatest freedom, can he reach the true state of mind of great freedom and successfully break through. (End of this chapter)