This is a cultivation game, but its operation is terrible.

He finally understood why the Seventh Elder had been forced to self-destruct by a mere Golden Core cultivator.

You can't kill him.

No matter what, it won't work. His attack contained a wisp of mysterious flame, weak but capable of breaking through defenses.

Ugh, so annoying!

He wanted to self-destruct too!

The Palace Master of Wanhua Palace was in a sorry state, his soul was injured, his aura was disordered, and his power plummeted. He didn't even have time to spare a wisp of his mind to kill Jiang Liu.

He had already been weakened by the river flow, and he needed to concentrate fully on controlling the ten-thousand-year-old blood dragon bone in order to suppress Cang Jingren.

Otherwise, if Cang Jingren were to escape the suppression, he would surely die!

But now... what difference does it make whether you die sooner or later?

If he had to die, he would rather die at the hands of Cang Jingren than at the hands of a mere Golden Core cultivator!

To die at the hands of a Golden Core cultivator was the greatest humiliation of his life!

Knowing he was in grave danger, the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace disregarded all pride, took a deep breath, and immediately roared.

"Help! Save the Emperor!"

A thunderous roar resounded for miles around, reaching the ears of every righteous NPC and demonic cultivator.

The demonic path trembled!

"The Palace Master is asking for help?!"

"The Palace Master is in danger!"

"As expected, it's still too difficult for someone in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm to defeat someone in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm?"

"But... what use are we in the battle of Nascent Souls?"

"The Palace Master cannot be defeated!"

Several Nascent Soul demonic cultivators exchanged glances, their eyes filled with determination. They shook off their enemies and soared into the sky at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Before the righteous NPCs could react, another stern voice came from the sky.

"On my command, no one is allowed to cross the three-thousand-meter mark!"

That's Cang Jingren's voice!

The righteous nascent soul paused for less than a second before flying towards the demonic nascent souls.

We will win this battle, and we must not let them disturb Senior Cang!

The Palace Master of Wanhua Palace can summon people, and so can Cang Jingren!

After waiting for several minutes without anyone coming to the rescue, the Palace Master of Wanhua Palace looked increasingly grim, and a hint of despair inevitably appeared in his eyes.

All strategies have been exhausted!

Even if the ambush succeeds, even if there is a Poisonous Bone Demon Blood Array, even if there is a ten-thousand-year-old Blood Dragon Bone, is it still impossible to defeat the righteous path?

Is it really true that good will always prevail over evil?

Ten thousand years have passed. Is my demonic path truly doomed to never rise again?

No, that's not right!

We could have won!

My Lordship suppresses Cang Jingren, and the Poisonous Bone Demon Blood Array annihilates the entire righteous path. This is a battle we are destined to win!

but!

It's because of him, it's because of this child!

The Palace Master of Wanhua Palace was writhing with demonic energy, his bloodshot eyes filled with a chilling aura, and his gaze toward Jiang Liu was filled with endless killing intent.

If looks could kill, he would have pierced Jiang Liu's heart a hundred thousand times over.

"You deserve to die! Broken Demon Soul!"

"resurrection!"

"Shattered Demon Soul!"

"resurrection!"

Palace Master of Myriad Transformations: "..."

I want to self-destruct.

The repeated instant kills and resurrections only intensified the despair in the heart of the Palace Master of Myriad Transformations.

at last.

He stopped, looking at Jiang Liu with a devastated expression, and asked the question that the Seventh Elder had once asked: "How many more times can you be resurrected?"

That sounds so familiar.

Jiang Liu glanced at his backpack, then at the Palace Master of Myriad Transformations who was in a state of collapse, and replied very seriously, "Probably... 100,000 times?"

One hundred thousand times!

Are you some kind of reincarnated immortal?!

With just a few words, the Palace Master of Myriad Transformations was plunged into the abyss.

The last time I felt so powerless was before I fell into the demonic path.

This was the first time he had felt despair and powerlessness since falling into the demonic path.

Simultaneously.

It also made him realize that there are always things in this world that you can't defeat no matter how hard you try!

Unbeatable?

It cannot be killed!

"Hehehehehehe."

The Palace Master of Wanhua Palace let out a series of eerie laughs, gradually calming down with an expressionless face, as if he had given up.

"May I have your name."

He asked Jiang Liu.

"Jiang Liu" (江流).

Jiang Liu replied in this way.

"very good."

The Palace Master of Wanhua Palace nodded: "Jiang Liu, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

After saying this, he suddenly released the ten-thousand-year-old dragon blood bone in his hand, letting the thousand-meter-long dragon bone fall from the sky.

And he himself is...

He flashed away and ran!

"Disciples and elders of the Myriad Transformations Demon Palace, heed my command: Retreat!"

He ran away, ran away without a care in the world.

This place is merely a burial ground for the Myriad Transformations Demon Palace, not its official residence, so it can be abandoned at will.

Jiang Liu: "??????"

Jiang Liu: "!!!!!!!"

Holy crap! Damn it!

I fought for ages, and I spent over 1 spirit stones just on resurrection. You think you can just run away like that?

You bastard!

Jiang Liu's face turned green. He stared at the figure that was getting farther and farther away in the dark clouds, trembling with anger. His anger was like a volcanic eruption rushing straight to his brain.

Chase!

We'll chase after them to the ends of the earth!

"Leave the rest to me."

A figure swept past her, chasing after the Palace Master of Myriad Transformations at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

That won't do!

I need kills!

What if the system determines that my 100 million contribution points have been stolen?

Jiang Liu gave chase without saying a word.

However, how could his mere Golden Core cultivation speed compare to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator?

In just a few seconds, the figure of the Palace Master of Myriad Transformations would be out of his sight.

I'm sorry!

How are we supposed to catch them?!

Jiang Liu panicked, his mind racing, and with a backhand swift motion, he plunged a meteor shower into his own heart.

[You are dead. Do you wish to trigger the Battle Saint Body - Comeback from Adversity effect?]

【Yes】

200% increase in all attributes!

Still can't catch up!

"Explosive blood! Explosive blood! Explosive blood!"

60% increase in all attributes!

Still can't catch up!

"Damn it, Golden Dragon Transformation!"