From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 131 The Only Immortal God in the Mortal World

The feeling of death was far more terrifying than Zhao Zhi had imagined. The struggle and the suffocation filled him with endless regret. He wanted to undo everything that had led to his death.

In this state of remorseful fear and despair, he suddenly felt himself flying and then saw his own body lying on the high platform.

Was he decapitated?
The moment this thought arose, Zhao Zhi's consciousness plunged into darkness.

He didn't know how much time had passed—it could have been many years, or it could have been a moment—when Zhao Zhi suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing on a high platform. Li Qingqiu was confronting Master Jiang, and the entire audience below was composed of Imperial Guards.

He instinctively looked down and saw his own headless corpse, which terrified him. But he found that he couldn't move.

"Am I in a soul state now? It seems that the technique really works."

Still shaken, Zhao Zhi looked at Li Qingqiu, trying to hear her voice. Even though she was right next to him, he felt as if he and Li Qingqiu were in different worlds.

This may be what it means to be separated by life and death.

He concentrated his will and stared intently at Li Qingqiu, finally hearing Li Qingqiu's voice.

"What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show them to us now."

Upon hearing Li Qingqiu's provocation of Master Jiang, Zhao Zhi revealed a disdainful expression and muttered, "You're really arrogant. I'm just waiting for you to die in regret and come down to keep me company. I can be resurrected by the Master, but what about you?"

Master Jiang laughed; he hadn't expected Li Qingqiu to be so arrogant.

"Since you want to witness my magic, then watch closely. I'll show you that my cultivation techniques are superior to yours!"

Master Jiang retreated to the side of the black banner, raised his right hand, and grabbed the flagpole. Despite the scorching heat from the flames below, he did not pull his hand away, seemingly unaffected by the intense heat.

Everyone looked at Master Jiang, at this culprit who had bewitched the emperor and wreaked havoc on the country, and their hearts were filled with apprehension.

"Sect Leader Li, kill him quickly, don't give him a chance!" a prisoner shouted hurriedly.

Unfortunately, Li Qingqiu remained unmoved.

Master Jiang held a flag in one hand and made hand gestures with the other, while rapidly chanting incantations.

In an instant, the black banner fluttered violently, and billowing ghostly energy surged from within it, enveloping the entire body. Within this ghostly energy appeared numerous ghosts, men, women, young and old, all with ferocious and terrifying faces.

A series of chilling shouts faintly rose up, frightening the ministers on the platform into fleeing down.

Zhao Zhi's lips curled up as he coldly watched Li Qingqiu's retreating figure. After the feeling of death subsided, his true nature resurfaced, and he was filled with disdain for the arrogant Li Qingqiu.

That guy is so stupid!
He couldn't wait to see Li Qingqiu's expression of regret and fear.

"Pfft—"

A chuckle came from behind Zhao Zhi, startling him. He turned around and saw a disheveled woman in white standing behind him, staring at him with a strange smile on her face.

Zhao Zhi sensed greed in her smile, which sent chills down his spine.

"Who are you?" Zhao Zhi asked in a deep voice.

Nangong'e asked, "Now that you are dead, do you have anything to say to your people?"

Zhao Zhi sneered, "What are you saying? Those lowly people only survive because of my will. I want to live forever, but they curse me. When I am resurrected, they will be sorry!"

Nangong E shook her head after hearing this. She looked at Zhao Zhi again, her neck began to stretch, her head rose into the sky and rapidly grew larger. Her delicate and pretty face also became terrifying, like a snake.

Zhao Zhi tilted his head back, unable to move, his face showing terror.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Zhi asked in a trembling voice.

Nangong E looked down at him and said, "They are not lowly people. Before you, the people of this world were the most cherished existence by my father, the emperor."

With that, she swooped down and swallowed Zhao Zhi's soul whole, before he could even scream.

Li Qingqiu had his back to them, a smile playing on his lips, his gaze never leaving Master Jiang.

The ghostly aura surrounding Master Jiang grew stronger, forming a ghostly mist that continued to rise. Everyone watched him with trepidation, wondering what he was about to do.

Just then, a guard suddenly clutched his chest. Before he could speak, the guards and soldiers around him also clutched their chests.

thump!
Another guard knelt on the ground, trembling as if enduring immense pain.

These scenes left the prisoners, the imperial guards, the ministers, and others in a state of panic, not understanding what was happening, and the unknown threat made them even more terrified.

Some prisoners seized the opportunity, charged at the Imperial Guards in front of them, and tried their best to escape, plunging the square into chaos.

Ignoring the chaos, Master Jiang stared at Li Qingqiu and laughed arrogantly, "Li Qingqiu, you will soon pay the price for your arrogance. My Soul Refining Flag is complete. Prepare to face despair!"

"After you die, everyone in the city will follow you. After that, the world will be in chaos like never before. I will travel all over the fourteen provinces and bring all the people of the world into my Soul Refining Banner. I will become a true immortal cultivator, and the only immortal cultivator!"

"I will attain immortality, I will become the only immortal god in the mortal world, and from now on kings and generals will all respect me, all the people of the world will worship me, those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and even started laughing maniacally.

He fully revealed his ambition, and the ministers and the prisoners held down by the Imperial Guards cursed him in anger upon hearing these words.

Li Qingqiu was not surprised after hearing this. He just stood there and looked at him without making a move.

One by one, the Imperial Guards and Divine Soldiers collapsed to the ground, their souls being extracted from their bodies and flying towards the Soul Refining Flag.

As expected! Li Qingqiu had already noticed the special soul imprints on the bodies of the Imperial Guards and Divine Soldiers as he fought his way here, and he guessed that they were related to the Martial God Pill, the Yin Ghost Pill, and another mysterious pill.

These pills, seemingly designed to enhance a martial artist's strength, actually aim to extract their soul.

Li Qingqiu deliberately granted Jiang Tianshi's wish and took the opportunity to punish these forbidden guards and divine soldiers. Regardless of whether they did so willingly, they had killed too many people for Zhao Zhi and deserved retribution.

More and more souls were drawn into the ghostly mist surrounding the Soul Refining Flag, and a terrifying pressure emanated from within the flag.

Not only were the Imperial Guards and Divine Soldiers in this square having their souls extracted, but souls were also flying in from all directions of the Imperial City, and in forms that the living could see.

Countless souls flew over the imperial city, causing fear and unease among the city's residents and dignitaries.

A fierce wind howled across the high platform, and the prisoners on the platform began to struggle to climb down.

Master Qingxiao knelt on the ground, looking at Li Qingqiu's back, and asked, "What...is your relationship with Lin Xunfeng?"

His voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been slashed by a blade.

Li Qingqiu turned her head and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, looking at the emaciated old man.

Master Qingxiao opened his mouth, but the words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat, and guilt filled his heart.

Li Qingqiu turned his gaze back to Master Jiang.

When Master Jiang saw that he still refused to make a move, he suddenly panicked. However, when he thought of the power of the Soul Refining Flag recorded in the book, his confidence surged back.

His arrogant smile returned, and as ghostly energy enveloped him, his pupils gradually turned crimson, making him increasingly resemble a demonic figure.

at this time.

A figure walked past Li Qingqiu and rushed towards Master Jiang.

It was none other than Master Qingxiao! He even possessed internal energy!
Snapped!
Qingxiao Zhenren's shoulder was pressed down by a hand, making it impossible for him to move forward. He subconsciously turned around and saw that it was Li Qingqiu who had done it.

"My days are numbered, let me help you one last time..." Master Qingxiao said through gritted teeth.

Li Qingqiu said calmly, "What do you mean by not having much time left? I'll take you back to Qingxiao Mountain to recuperate, and everything will be alright."

His hearing was exceptional; he had overheard the prisoners whispering and learned the identity of Master Qingxiao.

Li Qingqiu didn't have deep feelings for this grandmaster, but he wasn't to the point of estrangement either.

He pulled Master Qingxiao behind him, and Master Qingxiao stared at him blankly, asking, "What exactly are you waiting for?"

Li Qingqiu stared at Master Jiang and said, "This flag is nice, I like it."

Master Qingxiao's eyes widened, his mind reeling.

He suddenly realized that his judgment of Li Qingqiu was not accurate enough.

Upon hearing this, Master Jiang's eyes turned cold. He hadn't expected Li Qingqiu to have this in mind.

"You dare to lay a finger on my Soul Refining Flag? Then let me show you the power of the Ghost Path!"

Master Jiang roared and suddenly waved his flag at Li Qingqiu. In an instant, a surge of ghostly energy rushed towards Li Qingqiu and his companion, from which ghosts emerged, baring their fangs and claws at them, as if they were about to rush out from the Netherworld. This sight made Master Qingxiao freeze, his pupils dilating in shock.

Instead of retreating, Li Qingqiu advanced, drawing his sword and heading towards Master Jiang.

Countless evil spirits collided with Li Qingqiu and immediately dissipated. He used his body to push away the ghostly mist, as if a sword had cleaved the ghostly mist in two.

Master Jiang stared wide-eyed, unable to believe his eyes.

"How can it be……"

Master Jiang said in a trembling voice. He hurriedly waved the flag again, and waves of ghostly energy rushed towards Li Qingqiu, only to dissipate continuously.

"Impossible...impossible...this is absolutely impossible..."

Master Jiang waved the flag faster and faster, his face grew increasingly pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Li Qingqiu approached him step by step, causing him to tremble with fear. He placed the Soul Refining Flag horizontally in front of him, attempting to block Li Qingqiu.

"When practicing martial arts, do you always feel unable to control the energy within your body? When practicing magic, do you always feel like you're missing the key points?"

Li Qingqiu stopped and stared at him, asking in a cold voice.

Master Jiang's expression changed drastically, and he asked through gritted teeth, "How did you know..."

Li Qingqiu snorted coldly and said, "Because your aptitude and comprehension are lacking, even though you have harmed so many people, you have only barely reached the third level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm. You do have some talent in alchemy."

Is it a lack of aptitude or comprehension?
Feeling deeply insulted, Master Jiang, in a fit of rage, raised his flag and smashed it at Li Qingqiu.

Poof!

A flash of sword light, and Master Jiang's head flew into the air, his face still bearing an angry and ferocious expression.

Li Qingqiu took the opportunity to grasp the Soul Refining Flag with his left hand. He felt the powerful ghostly energy within the Soul Refining Flag, and his expression changed slightly.

　First update at midnight!
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　　There won't be a storyline where a stronger enemy appears immediately after one storyline ends; the main theme of this book is the development of a sect!
　　
　
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