Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#1000 - beat

In that instant, hundreds of thousands of people died tragically, their heads transforming into streaks of bloody light, flying towards the Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda.

The Black Lotus Buddha Heart Pagoda, as if sensing the influx of these energies, suddenly radiated a brilliant light, its power greatly amplified.

It violently quaked, imprisoning the void, firmly suppressing the remaining native Reincarnators.

These Reincarnators possessed immense power, the weakest being in the late stage of the Core Formation realm, and the strongest being top-tier existences at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment, they were all unable to move under this terrifying imprisonment.

The White-Haired Spiritual Master, at this very moment, spat out fresh blood, his face as pale as paper, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

That palm strike was too terrifying; even after using the Reincarnation Sword Dao and spitting out his natal magic treasure, the Reincarnation Sword, he was still unable to withstand it.

The Reincarnation Sword was shattered into pieces under the force of the palm strike, scattering across the ground, as if narrating the tragic nature of this battle.

Under such an offensive, the White-Haired Spiritual Master barely managed to escape with his life.

He scrambled away, filled with fear and a sense of lucky escape.

He felt incredibly fortunate to have survived.

At this moment, like a startled bird, he no longer dared to make the slightest rash move.

The White-Haired Spiritual Master suffered severe injuries, his body covered in blood, and his Reincarnation power was shattered, like a flickering candle in the wind, about to be extinguished.

Only at this moment did he truly understand the insurmountable gap between himself and Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng did not personally take action; he merely dispatched one of his subordinates—the Six Paths War God—who beat him into this miserable state.

Of course, Li Chengfeng was not as simple as he had imagined.

This Reincarnation War God was actually formed by hundreds of thousands of cultivators using the power of battle formations, which was why it had such a shocking effect; otherwise, it would have been difficult to achieve such a feat.

And the opponent was the same, possessing similar means, but the opponent's skills were inferior.

Li Chengfeng's way of combining formations did not simply rely on everyone's mutual understanding and connected auras; instead, it cleverly relied on the power of forbidden equipment.

It perfectly integrated the combined power of everyone, forming a special and powerful combat method, giving the Six Paths War God nearly invincible power.

The White-Haired Spiritual Master laboriously raised his head.

He looked at Li Chengfeng, his eyes filled with awe and unwillingness: "Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws, you are indeed not an ordinary powerhouse; your strength and wisdom make me feel utterly defeated.

But have you ever considered that by offending me in this way, my true self will not let you off?

You should think clearly; do not play with fire and burn yourself; it will be too late for regrets."

Li Chengfeng smiled slightly upon hearing this, with no trace of fear on his face: "Don't bring up your true self.

Losing is losing; that is an undeniable fact.

You Reincarnators have committed many evils, coming to my human realm to act arrogantly and commit heinous crimes; you are indebted to this fellow Daoist."

He pointed to Dai Qianmo and continued, "She will make you wish you were dead; how she deals with you is a matter between you.

I am just an observer, merely going with the flow."

Li Chengfeng's words were impassioned and eloquent, leaving people unable to refute them.

After he finished speaking, Dai Qianmo coldly looked at the White-Haired Spiritual Master.

Her eyes were filled with the flames of revenge: "Old thing, back then, in order to cultivate that evil technique, you did not hesitate to take everything from me, plunging me into endless despair and pain.

It's a pity that I would rather be a broken jade than an intact tile, and I resisted desperately, only to escape with my life.

In addition, my damned senior brother also had designs on me, and I was even more disheartened.

He deceived me and fused me with the Ghost Tree, raising me like a pet, without freedom!

So I used the Ghost Tree to escape the North Sea, and after many hardships, I ended up in this state.

I know all about your dirty and despicable secrets, and now I have finally returned to take revenge.

Next, it will be your death!"

Dai Qianmo's words were as cold as ice, causing the White-Haired Spiritual Master to shiver involuntarily.

The White-Haired Spiritual Master laughed loudly.

His voice carried a hint of madness and unwillingness: "You stinky bitch, the reason you can defeat me is not because your strength is so strong.

But because you rely on the power of that formation, relying on the protection of the Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws!

You are just a tool under his command, don't you understand?

The Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws is also using you, and his thoughts are the same as mine, just with different methods. Do you understand?"

Dai Qianmo shook her head gently upon hearing this, her face full of determination and confidence: "Of course not.

Since we met, he has never asked me to do anything.

He has only protected me everywhere, helping me turn danger into safety; in this regard, he has absolutely satisfied me a hundredfold.

Moreover, Li Chengfeng promised me to conquer the North Sea, and now he has finally succeeded.

At that time, do you know what his strength was?"

The White-Haired Spiritual Master snorted coldly, his face full of disdain: "Hmph, he must have been at the half-step Nascent Soul stage at that time, and he dared to speak such arrogant words!

Hahaha, it's ridiculous."

Dai Qianmo said with a smile: "At that time, the Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws was only a Core Formation stage cultivator."

"What.

That's impossible! How could a Core Formation stage cultivator be so arrogant? This is simply a fantasy!"

The White-Haired Spiritual Master widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Dai Qianmo nodded, her tone full of admiration: "Because the Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws has confidence, perseverance, and determination.

He believes that one day he will grow to the extent he is now.

Although he was only a Core Formation stage cultivator at that time, his strength was far beyond what I could contend with.

You tell me, how strong is his strength?

So I believe that the Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws will definitely lead me to complete my mission and kill you cleanly, without mercy."

The White-Haired Spiritual Master sighed upon hearing this, his eyes filled with loneliness and helplessness: "Actually, how can I not understand the principle of the winner being king and the loser being a bandit?

I'm just unwilling.

I lost because of that damned Fate Master; all the things he promised me were not fulfilled.

This battle should have been a collaboration between me and the Fate Master, using the power of the Evil God to crush you, but the Fate Master didn't even show his ghost shadow, and they were all killed by the Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws, which is why I have ended up in such a miserable state."

Speaking of this, a few traces of resentment and hatred could not help but appear in the White-Haired Spiritual Master's eyes.

"Venerable Ancestor of Myriad Laws, you wait; even if I die today, my true self will never let you off!

You wait to endure endless anger and revenge! As long as you ascend to the Spirit World, you will not escape the investigation of my true self as he will obtain you as easily as reaching into a bag to get something?"

Dai Qianmo laughed heartily, her voice full of mockery and disdain: "White-Haired Spiritual Master, you are still complaining here now, it is really ridiculous.

The era of Reincarnators is coming to an end."

Saying that, Dai Qianmo suddenly raised her hand and grabbed; at this moment, she was driving the Reincarnation War God, and her strength was terrifying to the extreme; how could the power of this grab be something that the White-Haired Spiritual Master could resist.