Awakening to cultivate immortality, he impulsively marries a beautiful CEO on the day of his divorce

North Siam, the Yang Family Compound.

Night had fallen, and the courtyard was quiet.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream pierced the night sky.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, another scream rang out.

In an instant, screams rang out one after another, engulfing the entire Yang family compound in a cacophony of screams.

In the east wing, a young man suddenly rushed out of the room.

"Father, save me! Save me!"

The young man was still in his pajamas and had only taken two steps.

"puff!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, and died instantly.

The same thing happened throughout the entire compound.

Men kept rushing out of the room, collapsing and dying, while others vomited blood and died inside the room.

"Master, something terrible has happened! You must go and see!"

Yang Zhenfang, the head of the Yang family, was sleeping in the main room when a maid rushed in in a panic to report.

He also heard the screams outside and immediately got up and rushed out of the house.

His heart shattered instantly.

The courtyard was in complete disarray, littered with the corpses of the Yang family's male members.

The women hugged their men and wept bitterly.

The entire Yang family was in complete chaos!

What happened?

He ran down the road in two strides and reached out to investigate.

"Master, what's going on?"

Several elders also ran out, filled with terror.

"Someone is using a bloodline curse to wipe out my entire Yang family!"

Yang Zhenfang's voice trembled slightly, filled with fear.

This bloodline curse technique is extremely terrifying. As long as you obtain the blood of anyone in the family, you can use it as a medium to curse and kill all male members of the same bloodline.

However, this kind of magic is a legendary magic of immortals, which even sorcerers do not know.

How is that possible?

How could the Yang family possibly offend the legendary immortals?

Upon hearing this, all the elders turned pale with fright.

"Master, what should we do?"

Yang Zhenfang frowned, and finally said, "Set up an altar to apologize to the immortals and beg for their forgiveness."

Immediately, chickens and dogs scattered in the courtyard, and an altar was quickly erected.

Yang Zhenfang performed a ritual, kneeling and kowtowing three times and prostrating himself on the ground to beg.

"Your Excellency, we have failed in our duty to restrain the Yang family members and have offended you. We earnestly beseech Your Excellency to have mercy on Heaven's benevolent nature and grant the Yang family a chance to atone for their sins. The Yang family is willing to devote all its wealth to repay Your Excellency!"

The elders and women all knelt on the ground, pleading in fear.

On the other side, Chen Yi sat in front of the old house, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

He made a hand seal with his right hand, drew a circle in the air, and then pointed a finger at Yang Zhensheng's corpse.

The violent energy spread out in all directions.

Laos, Sulu, Japan, America, Europe...

Around the world, any male descendant of the Yang family who had even a trace of blood in the family died suddenly one after another.

Yang Family Compound in Siam.

boom!

The altar suddenly burst into flames, burning fiercely and turning the entire courtyard a fiery red.

"This... Patriarch, what does this mean?"

The elders were filled with fear and trepidation.

Yang Zhenfang turned pale upon seeing this scene.

"The immortals...the immortals refuse to make peace and vow to exterminate my Yang family bloodline!"

Ah!

Instantly, everyone in the room turned ashen-faced.

"Master, what should we do? You must think of something!"

"Waaah—I mustn't die young, Father, save me!"

"Waaah—son, don't sleep, wake up!"

……

The Yang family compound was filled with despair and wailing.

Every male child, even infants still in swaddling clothes, died suddenly.

"what!"

Suddenly, an elder let out a scream, coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsed to the ground, convulsed twice, and died instantly.

The people below have all died; now it's the turn of the elders with higher cultivation levels.

For a moment, everyone was even more terrified and at a loss.

Yang Zhenfang knelt on the ground and cried out in pain.

"My lord, what have we, the Yang family, done to offend you that you must punish us like this!"

"puff!"

Suddenly, he also spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned ashen, and his eyes widened.

Hatred, resentment, anger...

A complex look emanated from his eyes.

"The immortals regard me, a mere mortal, as an ant! Heaven, where is justice?! Ancestor, I refuse to accept this..."

"puff--"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yang Zhenfang's entire demeanor collapsed.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes still open!

"Master!"

"Master!"

……

All the men in the Yang family were dead, and a group of women wailed in despair.

On the other side, Chen Yi sat in front of the old house, his face also deathly pale.

This bloodline curse technique requires powerful spiritual energy and demands extremely high strength from the primordial spirit.

It is generally only possible to use this technique at the Golden Core stage, and if the opponent is a powerful cultivator, it is easy to injure oneself.

Therefore, unless one has absolute confidence, no one dares to cast such a terrifying spell.

Chen Yi, at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, forcibly cast the Bloodline Curse Technique, causing his primordial spirit to endure immense torment.

Finally, he realized that the last trace of Yang family bloodline had been cleansed. He withdrew his magic, and a bit of innate fire burned Yang Zhensheng's corpse. He collapsed to the ground.

The primordial spirit felt as if it were being violently torn apart, causing immense pain.

He had to admit that he had underestimated the Yang family; the head of the Yang family was probably already above the Grandmaster level.

Grandmaster is equivalent to the Qi Refining stage, and above Grandmaster is roughly the Foundation Establishment stage.

If they were any stronger, I'm afraid we'd both be severely injured this time.

Fortunately, his primordial spirit absorbed the power of human destiny, and although he was only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, he still successfully cast this curse spell.

Just then, a divine thought descended and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Yi was shocked. Who was it?

To be able to enter his sea of ​​consciousness without any hindrance—what terrifying cultivation level!

If he were to attack my primordial spirit at this moment, I would surely die.

Just as he was horrified, the divine thought circled his primordial spirit.

Instantly, the depletion of his primordial spirit was completely restored, and his mind became clear.

Immediately, the divine thought left his sea of ​​consciousness and vanished without a trace.

This……

Chen Yi rolled over and got up, releasing his divine sense in an attempt to capture that wisp of divine thought, but there was no trace of it.

who is he?

Chen Yi looked around and saw that in the night, Daqingshan Mountain stood serenely like a giant Buddha.

"Master, is that you?" he called out loudly.

The echoes reverberated through the mountains, but there was no further response.

"Master, is that you? I have so many things I want to ask you, please show yourself."

Chen Yi knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky, begging.

The night wind was bleak, and the surrounding fields were silent.

Chen Yi felt heavy-hearted, and a bitter feeling rose up for no reason.

Master must be in Daqingshan. Why doesn't she show herself?

Was that dream a coincidence or premeditated?

Many times in the middle of the night, Chen Yi would dream that a large net was quietly descending upon him.

He doesn't believe there's such a thing as a free lunch.

That dream that gave me an opportunity could never be so simple.

He wanted to ask his master what was going on.

However, he was unable to ask.

Tonight, he sensed his master's presence, but why was she avoiding him again?

Countless questions swirled in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the heavier my heart felt.

Chen Yi lay down wearily on the grass, closed his eyes, and temporarily refused to delve into all this confusing and perplexing matter.

The mountain wind howled, and the grass was soft. After an unknown amount of time, a figure slowly climbed up the hillside in the darkness, leaning on a stick, and walked straight toward Chen Yi.