Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

As the firelight flickered, an imperceptible crimson blade materialized within, about to pierce through with a whistling sound.

Its sharp point condensed a scorching light, and Xi Heng could tell in an instant by scanning it—if this sword touched the surface of the body, it would explode and devour the entire body with extremely concentrated demonic fire.

Despite the seemingly impossible speed, Xi Heng remained unmoved, silently causing the light gold to spread through his meridians, instantly freezing time in that moment.

The scorching light of the sword tip stopped in front of his chest, and the expanding crimson light at the front, along with the unstable half of his body that had emerged from the flames, suddenly froze like a sculpture.

The flames of resentment continued to shoot outwards, but at the same time they solidified.

Like a giant bouquet of red and yellow flowers in full bloom, frozen in the moment of its blossoming.

It continued to stretch wildly, yet strangely froze in place.

The white-haired girl faced the red-haired woman emerging from the flames, separated by only a meter.

He saw that his physical body had stopped, but his divine sense had not ceased due to the passage of time; a strong killing intent still lingered in his eyes.

Xi Heng easily raised his sword, and at the moment when the order of things stopped, he swept golden light and slashed towards the enemy's throat.

A soft slicing sound echoed through the air as the blade struck for a fleeting moment, but the sword of the fiery figure suddenly resumed its motion in the frozen space-time.

The black sword, dyed crimson by the flames, struck her left shoulder with its murky tip.

Before she could see any blood overflowing from the other person's slashed neck, she herself felt a loud thud on her shoulder.

His vision was instantly engulfed by deep red flames of resentment, and the heat and resentment began to spread throughout his body from the wound.

Immediately afterwards, deep red cracks appeared on the skin and began to spread.

Her entire left arm shattered, and the arm exploded and scattered into burning blood clots.

At this moment, the enemy's wounded neck was touched by demonic fire, and the injury healed easily.

However, due to the encroaching resentment, the scorching light from his severed left arm rapidly spread to his chest and abdomen, reaching his entire body in just half a second, almost causing him to collapse completely.

Xi Heng silently activated his meridians and reversed the flow of time throughout his body.

The cracks on his body receded and returned with the flow of time, and his severed left arm also repeatedly merged back together.

The enemy seized the opportunity to strike again to stop them, but as time reversed, the physical damage caused by the blade's slash could not be retained.

No matter how many swords were slashed at her, not even a thousand or a hundred could leave a single mark on Xi Heng.

Even with the flames of resentment covering his body, it was as if he was completely immune, and there was no burning effect whatsoever.

However, she is temporarily unable to fight during this period.

Only after his physical body and clothes were completely repaired did Xi Heng open his eyes again, restore the timeline to normal, and then wield his sword to fight his enemy.

Clang——

With a crisp sound, golden light and resentful fire collided, producing different colors of light.

The intense resentment spread amidst the flying sparks, causing a burning sensation to spread even from the slightest touch to the back of her hand.

In just half a second, it turned charcoal-colored.

She then took a few steps back.

After a few moves, the opponent finally emerged from the fierce flames of resentment, taking slow steps and twirling his black sword filled with flames.

At this moment, time remains frozen.

The flames between the cities behind the city fell silent, all the tongues of fire ceasing as if they had been poured into amber.

But in a world where time stands still, the vengeful demon fire can still move freely.

The opponent has clearly been mentally corrupted by me for over ten years, strengthening me to the point where I can resist certain time-related techniques.

However, Xi Heng just witnessed that in the first few seconds after time was paused, the other party was unable to move.

Despite these limitations, she still has ways to win.

“Again,” Xi Heng said.

"I've never met anyone more troublesome than me before."

The Demonic Flame of Resentment snorted coldly. As the flames around her suddenly surged, her tattered long dress was once again stained with fire, transforming into a magnificent and unique ash-colored gown.

As he walked, the sword in his hand grew longer due to the infusion of resentment.

What started as a short sword has expanded into a massive, black sword with flames trailing behind it. Even though it looks incredibly heavy, it still moves naturally when you run forward and swing it.

Amidst his murderous intent, Xi Heng raised his left arm, conjuring another longsword in his hand as he stood tall.

The toes crossed, and the sharp blades were braced on both sides.

Immediately afterwards, he used the method of time to increase his own speed by dozens of times.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp blade swept across the first hundred meters ahead.

His figure seemed to teleport, arriving directly behind the enemy.

Before the movement ceased, the sharp blade swung in a whirlwind.

The double sword strikes that were impossible to react to earlier had already left two hideous bloody gashes on the enemy's chest and abdomen, and the next spinning slash sent his head flying.

The sharp blade grazed his neck, cutting his long, crimson-gold hair into short locks.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of fire reconnected the severed neck, attempting to reconnect the separated body with the head.

However, another sword arrived and cleaved the flames in two.

A sharp, drawn-out sound rang out, and the head was thrown aside again, meeting her gaze as Xi Heng looked up.

As they looked at each other, the deep, coldness in his eyes was clearly visible.

A murderous aura erupted, and the headless body below raised a giant blade of demonic fire, unleashing a torrent of flames that pressed down upon her—

After another whooshing sound, the meridians in the girl's body emitted a faint light again, and time immediately stopped.

When everything paused, Xi Heng bypassed the enemy's killing move, threw his twin swords out of his hands, and like arrows released from a bow, they pierced straight into the enemy's eyes, then through his entire head, and then shot into the sky behind him.

Two seconds passed, and the head had already moved a kilometer away.

When time resumed its flow, the physical body, separated from the head, had lost its strength and collapsed as if it had lost its support.

The surrounding flames gradually died down.

Just now, the two crimson pupils between those heads were the core of the Resentful Heaven Demon Fire.

When Xi Heng swung his golden sword, piercing through the demonic fire and activating its sealing power, the surrounding demonic flames were temporarily extinguished.

Xi Heng also let out a soft breath.

Looking down, I realized that during the exchange of blows, I had been scalded by flames, leaving several small holes in my body.

As she ran her fingers over it, time seemed to flow backward again, and the black pores and a few stains on the surface disappeared.

This was, after all, a dress given to her by Yin Wanluan. Although there were many other styles in her wardrobe, she should still cherish it.

After things returned to a cleaner state, Xi Heng looked into the distance.

The view from here is expansive; one can see with the naked eye that the head, which is a kilometer away, has been firmly rooted to the ground.

Then, she conjured several sealing talismans, which floated towards the distant location of the head, accompanied by golden light.

At the same time, he glanced at the future and began to consider what changes might occur.

The answer is yes.

After simply sealing the head on that side, the white-haired girl would silently look back at the headless corpse that had fallen behind her—the body was about to be burned to ashes.

Meanwhile, the raging fire in the distant city was growing larger and larger, gradually expanding to an extent that should not have been there.

"This is really hard to kill," she clicked her tongue.

"That's true for everyone."

The Demonic Flame of Resentment was reborn in a way unique to great resentment, its essence gradually shifting from the eyeballs in that head to the flames burning within the capital city.

It brews anew within, reappearing in an even more terrifying form.

As the flames burned, they gradually coalesced into a gigantic half-snake, half-human shape, its form indistinct, its skin and interior formed from the accumulation of turbulent, unstable flames.

His burning eyes reappeared, now filled with even more intense resentment as he stared at Xi Heng.

It opened its ferocious jaws, revealing its excessively sharp fangs, and emitted a piercing hiss.

The sharp, resonant sound caused the surrounding earth to become unstable, cracking and shaking.

Even as the earth trembled, Xi Heng remained calmly focused on the demonic figures appearing in the city, muttering to himself:

"It looks like we need to put out the fire throughout the entire city."

The other party seemed to have lost the ability to speak, only letting out piercing roars in a terrifying manner.

The endless flames further perfected its shape, and one viscous fiery wing unfurled, forming countless crimson scales that covered its body.

The wound on his waist and abdomen opened into two huge mouths, constantly swallowing and spewing out raging fire to fill himself, his arms turned into six arms, and his eyes, like spider compound eyes, covered the upper half of his face.

As Xi Heng slowly approached, he finally understood clearly what kind of thing the word "demon" in "immortal" and "demon" was used to describe.

The Fire Demon before us is clearly the closest to this title.

"Having just slain a dragon, now you have to slay a demon...?" She took out a new golden blade.

Gazing at the eerie and chaotic fire demon in the city, he quickened his pace.

A few seconds passed, then he began to stride confidently.

A kilometer can be covered in an instant.

The white-haired girl leaped up in front of the city, her body enveloped in the magic of time and flowing with golden spiritual light, like a golden lightning bolt bursting from the ground, piercing towards the fire demon's giant head a thousand meters in the sky.

The demon turned its head and looked over. Countless snakes behind its head also opened their scarlet eyes, opened their mouths and hissed out forked tongues of fire, which then transformed into streaks of crimson lightning that stabbed towards it.

Amidst countless explosions, a chaotic symphony unfolds.

Golden light pierced the endless crimson, like a fierce bird soaring into the sky amidst thunder and torrential rain, seemingly facing extreme difficulties and dangers.

However, even when facing the entire city's raging inferno of demonic flames, Xi Heng, transformed into a wisp of immortal light, could easily break through it.

As the golden lightning flashed past, a hole exploded in the Fire Demon's brow, as if he had been hit by a bullet.

In the front, it was just a small hole; in the back, it burst open into a huge crater.

This attack clearly caused considerable damage, causing the Fire Demon, its head covered in snake hair, to hiss and roar in pain, angrily swinging its giant arm to grab at Xi Heng.

Six gigantic hands rose simultaneously, their raging flames of resentment engulfing the field of vision.

Xi Heng then spun around in the sky and opened his hands, scattering dazzling starlight from his palms.

As the light shone forth, hundreds of golden swords materialized behind him, charging forward in an instant.

The six giant arms that the fire demon charged towards were constantly pierced by the golden sword, each one breaking apart halfway through, and could not get close at all.

Protected by countless golden swords, Xi Heng continued to circulate the golden light of his Daoist magic, releasing a dazzling radiance towards the dark clouds in the high sky.

In just a few seconds, a huge golden talisman was projected onto the layered dark clouds in the sky, using the vast sky as a backdrop. The characters in the talisman were complex and slightly closed, with multiple drawing techniques interwoven and superimposed, yet they were connected in a very natural way.

At the very center is a huge, curved character for "sword".

After the drawing was completed, the white-haired girl opened her eyes, and a crimson-gold light, different from the enemy's vermilion pupils, flashed in her eyes.

Then he said:

"Originally, this talisman was meant to carry the true power of a half-immortal to deal with the calamity of Radiant Burial that might break through the limits. Now that it's used on you, even without the participation of the true power of a half-immortal, and even though my body has been weakened considerably by the trial, it's still enough."

The enemy opened its two enormous mouths from below, unleashing a torrent of fiery serpents.

This time, Xi Heng neither dodged nor avoided, but simply lowered his finger—

Immediately, the light of day appeared.

The talisman burst forth with golden light, and behind the central sword character, a massive gilded sword covered with various calamity-dispelling and calamity-removing array patterns slowly emerged from the dark clouds, advancing downwards like a meteorite.

During this time, they encountered fire snakes spewed by the vengeful demon fire, which were easily wiped out like a small insect being crushed by a rolling stone.

Despite the fierce, resentful flames blocking its way and the six arms of the fire demon pushing against it, the flames still vanished upon contact with the massive sword blade.

Regardless of the type of flame, it is diminished when illuminated by the sword light and extinguished when touched.

The six-armed, snake-bodied, thousand-foot-tall fire demon roared, its arms reaching out as if to support the collapsing sky and try to stop it.

However, no matter what abilities or techniques it uses, they are unlikely to be effective.

The sword eventually touched its body, easily crushing half of its form before taking root in the capital city.