Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 482 Repair
Every punch and kick has infinite power, which can make the stars tremble and their starlight dim.

Those demons were swept away by the starlight giant's punch. The starlight giant formed by one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals had a power far beyond the realm of golden immortals. With Lu Kui at the center, it almost reached a whole new level of power.

That is a qualitative change in power.

"Quasi Saint!"

Sun Li's eyes were clear, with strange fireworks burning in his eyeballs.

"One hundred thousand Tianhe water divisions, under the command of General Lu Kui, have an attack force that reaches the quasi-saint level."

In the entire battlefield of immortals and demons, this starlight giant emerged as a rising star, like a tiger among a flock of sheep. Those demons had no power to resist at all. The entire battlefield was cleared by this starlight giant who used the power of the stars in the sky as his power source.

For a moment, all the immortals on the immortal path fell silent, and the bloodthirsty look in their eyes slowly faded away at this moment.

The continuous battles that lasted for three months ended briefly when 100,000 Tianhe navy soldiers formed a great Zhoutian Xingdou formation, drew the power of the stars in the sky to transform into giant starlight, and burst out with terrifying quasi-saint-level power.

After Lu Kui issued the order to call back the troops, the immortals, whose numbers had obviously dwindled, retreated silently.

Hangu Pass has been tightly closed. Now that wars are ongoing, in order to prevent the invasion of alien demons, no shuttle passage was opened. A group of immortals retreated more than ten billion miles and stationed on the spot.

The vanguard camp to which Wen Lianggong belonged also randomly found a place to repair on the fragments of a star that was shattered by a casual blow from a powerful Golden Immortal.

After swallowing a handful of Huiyuan Pills, Wen Lianggong glanced at Zhang Qingxuan and Yang Wanqing who were sitting cross-legged beside him, quietly swallowing the pills to recover their magic power, both of them were silent.

Seeing this, Wen Lianggong naturally would not disturb him any further. He just quietly circulated the magic power in his body, reaching his limbs and bones, penetrating the flesh and blood, melting the bound fire, and removing the demonic energy that was contaminated in the flesh and blood due to fighting deep in the group of alien demons.

Although Wen Lianggong did not get too close and was clear-headed and just wandered around the edge, there were several dangerous situations. There was even one time when a Golden Immortal-level demon was not stopped by several Golden Immortal masters. An extremely sharp edge turned into a half-moon and shone through, wiping out the vanguard battalion of at least a hundred people on his side.

If it weren't for his martial arts intuition that warned him in advance, even his body and soul would have been cut in half by this sword. The extreme destructive power contained in the sword energy made his scalp tingle when he thought about it now.

After a long time, Yang Wanqing, who had recovered her magic power, opened her eyes and whispered something.

"Daoist Li Yingkai is dead."

Upon hearing this, the magical fluctuations surrounding Zhang Qingxuan dissipated. He opened his eyes and looked up into the deep void.

Under the wanton battle between countless immortals and demons, this part of the starry sky was almost disrupted, the atmosphere was chaotic, and the space was unstable.

At the moment, even an immortal who has reached the perfect realm of True Immortal can use his magic power and perform spells to tear a space crack in the starry sky, causing a burst of space turbulence.

It was because of this situation that many immortals were caught off guard and swept away by the sudden spatial turbulence, disappearing without a trace.

Zhang Qingxuan said in a low voice: "I feel very bad. Now in this battlefield, even Golden Immortals are falling, and Daluo Golden Immortals are also seriously injured. Not long after the battle started, I saw the figures of Quasi-Saints confronting each other above the battlefield.

This battle is more terrible and terrifying than we imagined."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanqing remained silent. She raised her fingers and stared at her slender hands, which were as white as scallions, with a complicated look in her eyes.

“In my small world, with my cultivation, I can bring bones back to life, even mortals who have been dead for a long time. I can use my magical powers to gather the souls scattered between heaven and earth and bring them back to life. But when I came here, I felt how powerless I was.”

Wen Lianggong was silent. He looked a little tired at this moment. He had been fighting for three consecutive months. Although he did not go deep into the depths of the demon group with the powerful Golden Immortal monks in the vanguard camp, he was still fighting with the demons all the time.

In just these three months, he had accumulated a total of thirty-five skill points.

For him, this place is definitely a holy place to gain skill points.

Sun Li, who was lying next to him, was half lying on a boulder, combing his tangled hair while responding, "Life and death are the law of nature and the cycle of life and death. It is a common occurrence for people."

Yang Wanqing's face was tense: "But we are immortals. We have cultivated to become immortals. Why do we have to suffer the pain of life and death and enter this damn war?"

Sun Li glanced at Yang Wanqing's unwilling expression and snorted, "You've been through Hangu Pass several times, why are you still so naive?"

"I'm not naive, I'm just desperate. I thought I would be able to live forever after I became an immortal. But now I've lived for so long, I have eternal life, but where is my freedom?"

Yang Wanqing looked into the deep void with cold eyes.

"We are nothing more than consumables for those top figures."

These words made everyone present silent. A big man in a red robe and with red hair not far away snorted when he heard this.

"If you practice hard and achieve the quasi-saint level, you can leave the chessboard and become a chess player, or the entire free world, free and worry-free. However, this freedom will disappear into thin air after the universe is extinguished."

Several people looked when they heard the sound, but at just one glance they felt it was like a burning flame with a terrifying aura. This fire seemed to be eternal and could burn everything. The fluctuations of the perfect realm of a celestial being were rippling around his body.

Sun Li was a little surprised: "Great magical power, Samadhi True Fire?!"

Hearing this, the red-robed man said with some surprise: "You have a good eye."

After that, he looked Sun Li up and down, frowned and asked: "Which tribe are you from?"

Among the myriad ancient races, there are many that resemble apes, and there are even some that are apes transformed into demon cultivators. If you are not familiar with them, you really can't tell them apart.

Sun Li replied: "I am from the Heart Monkey Clan."

The red-robed man was startled when he heard this, then he stood up, patted his butt silently, and turned away without hesitation.

Sun Li: “…”

Wen Lianggong, who was standing by, saw this and couldn't help but tease, "It seems that your Xinyuan clan has a very good reputation. Others are very respectful when they see you and stay away from you."

Sun Li was silent for a while, then he jumped up and cursed: "It's not me who caused this, it's all those old guys with monkey hearts. They like to wander around and fight to the death over a disagreement. I don't know how many enemies they have made. If there weren't thirty or forty Golden Immortal elders in the tribe, I'm afraid our tribe would have been beaten to death long ago."

"Thirty or forty Golden Immortals." Wen Lianggong was speechless: "How dare you say that."

(End of this chapter)