A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Sword-Forging Servant and Ascending to Immorta

The man with the triangular eyes held the blood-red pill in his hand, his facial muscles contorted with extreme greed.

This Blood-Burning Pill was a trump card he had acquired from the black market, spending most of his fortune on it.

He originally planned to save it for the outer sect competition to improve his ranking, but now he can't care about that anymore.

That electrified sword is too eerie.

As long as we kill this arrogant brat, seize the sword, and present it to Senior Brother Zhang Qian, we'll make our money back, even if it's just one Blood Burning Pill!

The man with the triangular eyes tilted his head back and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

The moment the pill entered the stomach, a violent surge of blood energy shot straight into the sky.

The triangular-eyed man's skin instantly turned crimson, and veins bulged out, winding and coiling across his body.

The fluctuations of his true energy surged at an extremely exaggerated speed.

Qi Refining Stage 2.

Qi Refining Stage 3.

The surge only stopped when it reached the peak of the third stage of Qi Refining.

The surrounding air was stirred by this crimson true energy, emitting a muffled whistling sound.

The venom that was originally scattered on the ground was forced by the true energy to turn into green poisonous mist and spread in all directions.

"You little brat, you managed to force me to take the Blood-Burning Pill; you can be proud of yourself even if you die today!"

Triangular Eyes felt the power surging within him, almost to the point of explosion, and let out a burst of wild laughter.

He casually pulled out a fine steel longsword from his storage bag, and the blade was instantly covered with a thick layer of blood-red aura.

"It's a complete waste to leave that sword in your hands. Give it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, the man with the triangular eyes transformed into a blood-red afterimage and rushed straight at Lei Yang.

That's too fast.

Lei Yang had no time to dodge and could only grip the Wind and Thunder Sword tightly with both hands, holding it horizontally in front of his chest to block.

when!

The swords clashed, producing a deafening clang of metal.

A violent force surged through the sword. Lei Yang felt a numbness in his arms, and his tiger's mouth instantly split open, blood flowing down the hilt.

He slid backward uncontrollably, his feet carving two deep furrows in the bluestone slabs, and he barely managed to stop after retreating more than ten steps.

"Again!"

The man with the triangular eyes wouldn't let up once he was in the right, giving Lei Yang no chance to catch his breath.

He brandished his long steel sword, hacking and slashing wildly, one strike after another.

The crimson blade light intertwined into an impenetrable net, completely enveloping Lei Yang within it.

Lei Yang gritted his teeth and desperately swung his Wind and Thunder Sword to defend himself.

Purple arcs of electricity darted left and right within the blood-red net of blades, emitting a piercing tearing sound.

The Wind and Thunder Sword was indeed powerful; each collision shattered most of the triangular-eyed man's crimson aura. However, Lei Yang's cultivation level was ultimately too low.

He hadn't even reached the Qi Refining stage yet; he was only holding on by the physical strength he gained after being cleansed by the Heavenly Thunder.

After ten moves, Lei Yang's stamina began to be severely depleted.

The speed of his sword swings slowed down, and the openings in his defense became more and more numerous.

laugh!

A crimson blade of light grazed Lei Yang's shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

laugh!laugh!

Immediately afterwards, Lei Yang was hit in the thigh and back.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and blood quickly stained his entire body.

"Run! Weren't you so tough just now?!"

The man with the triangular eyes became increasingly excited as the fight progressed, his expression turning into a ferocious grotesque grin.

He kicked Lei Yang in the chest.

Lei Yang grunted and flew backward, crashing heavily into the broken wall of the abandoned hall.

The already crumbling mud wall collapsed with a roar, burying half of his body in the rubble.

Lei Yang struggled to stand up, but his legs gave way and he knelt down on one knee again.

He was panting heavily, sweat mixed with blood streaming into his eyes, blurring his vision. But his grip on the Wind and Thunder Sword remained firmly in place.

"it's over."

The man with the triangular eyes, carrying a long sword, walked step by step towards Lei Yang.

He looked down at the blood-covered boy and raised the long sword in his hand.

Crimson true energy gathered wildly on the blade, emitting a teeth-grinding buzzing sound.

"In your next life, don't be a show-off."

rear.

Zhou Lingxuan abandoned his spectator's mood, and his expression turned completely serious.

This kid has already pushed himself to the limit.

To be able to withstand the peak of the third stage of Qi Refining for so long with a body only at the Body Tempering stage, such resilience and combat intuition are unparalleled in the entire outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

If the fight continues, Lei Yang will really die.

Zhou Lingxuan sighed.

I was planning to keep hiding, but it seems I can't keep it up today.

He slightly raised his right hand, which was hanging by his side, and brought his index and middle fingers together to form a sword-like gesture.

Within his dantian, the true qi of the sixth level of Qi Refining was mobilized without reservation.

The source of thunder, which had been lurking deep within his true energy, surged wildly towards his fingertips along his meridians.

An extremely pure and domineering sword intent quietly took shape at Zhou Lingxuan's fingertips.

There was no earth-shattering spectacle, nor any dazzling light and shadow.

Only absolute killing intent.

Zhou Lingxuan calculated the distance and angle accurately.

If the triangular-eyed man's knife dares to fall even an inch, the sword intent at his fingertips will instantly pierce through the opponent's brow.

Just as the man with the triangular eyes grinned and swung his long sword, Zhou Lingxuan was about to make his move at the critical moment.

A sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound came from the horizon.

The sound was incredibly fast; one second it was miles away, and the next it was already over the ruined hall.

A dazzling golden light tore through the dim sky, crashing down with a suffocatingly terrifying pressure!

too fast.

It was so fast that the triangular-eyed man didn't even have time to react.

Click!

The golden light struck the steel longsword in the hand of the man with the triangular eyes with perfect accuracy.

The longsword, infused with peak Qi Refining Stage 3 true Qi, broke in two without causing the slightest resistance.

The broken blade spun out and embedded itself deeply into the nearby soil, making a buzzing sound.

The man with the triangular eyes felt his hands suddenly lighten, before he could even understand what had happened.

A tall figure descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of him.

Without saying a word, the newcomer stretched out his right hand and grabbed the man with the triangular eyes by the neck.

This hand possessed immense strength. The crimson aura that the triangular-eyed man was so proud of was a joke in front of this hand, and was instantly crushed to pieces.

boom!

The newcomer used one arm to lift the triangular-eyed man up and slam him to the ground.

The bluestone slabs on the ground shattered instantly, and fragments of stone flew everywhere.

The triangular-eyed creature let out a piercing scream, its bones broken in countless places.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The violent blood energy unleashed by the Blood Burning Pill was completely shattered by this attack.

The violent aftershocks of spiritual energy raged through the courtyard, causing the surrounding weeds to sway wildly.

Then, all fell silent.

Zhou Lingxuan silently dissipated the sword intent gathered at his fingertips and let out a long sigh of relief.

There's no need to reveal our strength.

He looked at the figure who had single-handedly crushed the triangular-eyed man, as if a god had descended to earth, and his lips twitched.

The newcomer was dressed in a drab gray robe, his hair was messy, and he exuded a strong smell of smoke.

It was Elder Chen Baichuan of the Weapon Hall.

Behind Chen Baichuan were several panting stewards from the Weapon Hall.

They were clearly working themselves to the bone to barely keep up with their elders' pace.

"Elder, please slow down, the path to this ruined hall is difficult to walk on..."

A deacon, wiping his sweat, had only spoken halfway when he saw the seemingly lifeless triangular-eyed figure on the ground and quickly shut his mouth in fright.

Chen Baichuan completely ignored his subordinates.

He stood up, clapped his hands in disgust, and casually kicked the triangular-eyed man aside like a dead dog.

"Killing people in broad daylight by consuming Blood Burning Pills in the sect, what are those useless bastards in the Enforcement Hall good for?" Chen Baichuan cursed as he turned around.

He was refining weapons in the Weapon Hall when suddenly lightning shot into the sky from the abandoned hall last night, creating a terrifying commotion.

He immediately sensed something was wrong.

The person living in this abandoned hall is none other than Zhou Lingxuan, who forges iron with sword intent!

Chen Baichuan hadn't slept well all night, and today he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer, so he came over to see what was going on.

As soon as they arrived nearby, they noticed that someone was desperately using the Blood Burning Pill.

Fearing for Zhou Lingxuan's safety, he immediately flew down on his sword.

"Brother Zhou, are you alright?"

Chen Baichuan strode over to Zhou Lingxuan, looked him up and down, and only felt relieved after confirming that Zhou Lingxuan was not missing a single hair.

Zhou Lingxuan shook his head: "Thank you Elder Chen for saving me. My old bones are still quite strong."

"It's alright, it's alright." Chen Baichuan waved his hand.

He was just about to ask what happened with the lightning last night when his gaze suddenly swept over Lei Yang, who was slumped in the ruins.

To be precise, it swept across the sword that Lei Yang was gripping tightly in his hand.

Chen Baichuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stared intently at the longsword, which had an exaggerated design, serrated edges, and a dark purple body.

A faint purple arc of electricity slowly circulated along the sword's surface.

The surrounding air was slightly distorted by the presence of the sword.

Chen Baichuan's eyes widened instantly.

He was an old monster obsessed with forging weapons, and had seen countless divine weapons in his life.

But he swore he had never seen anything so completely contrary to the common sense of weapon crafting, yet so perfectly natural!

The aura emanating from that sword could not possibly be created through artificial forging.

That was pure power of heaven and earth!

It is the origin of thunder!

Chen Baichuan's breathing instantly became extremely heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

He didn't even care about the dignity of an elder, rushing to Lei Yang in three steps at a time, staring intently at the Wind and Thunder Sword.

"This...this thing..."

Chen Baichuan's voice was trembling. He turned his head sharply and looked at Zhou Lingxuan, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Brother Zhou, did you create this thing?!"