I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

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Rows ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍upon rows of demonic cultivators stood outside. Leading them was a demonic cultivator at the late Mahayana Realm.

His ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍gaze swept across the righteous path cultivators inside the hall whose expressions had turned ashen, and he spoke in a voice cold and hard as iron:

“The ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍time has come. Escort them to the Blood Sacrifice Formation Platform. Any who dare resist shall be executed on the spot without mercy.”

The ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍moment those words fell, the hall instantly erupted into uproar.

The ‍​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍tens of thousands of cultivators were already dispirited to begin with. Now, they became even more panic-stricken.

But very quickly, someone stepped forward.

They were several rogue cultivators at the Integration Realm. Trapped here for over two years, both their souls and bodies had already been tortured into ruin by this prison, while less than ten percent of their spiritual power remained.

Yet they still stepped forward, summoning their magic treasures and charging toward that late Mahayana demonic cultivator.

The outcome held no suspense whatsoever.

That demonic cultivator did not even need to move.

Those few people collapsed into pools of blood.

A futile act, nothing more.

But in this world, whether cultivators or mortals, people were often the same.

Knowing there was a tiger upon the mountain, yet insisting on climbing the mountain anyway.

Knowing something could not be done, yet insisting on doing it regardless.

Clearly, surrendering meant survival.

Clearly, kneeling meant living.

Yet many cultivators still could not persuade themselves to lower their heads.

Some cultivators themselves could not even explain why.

Perhaps it was because of that indescribable pride buried deep within their bones.

Perhaps it was because after cultivating for a thousand years, if they could not even preserve this tiny bit of backbone at the end, then what exactly had those thousand years of cultivation been for?

If the end of the Dao was kneeling, then perhaps such a Dao was not worth cultivating at all.

Or perhaps there was no reason whatsoever.

They simply did not want to.

Even with a blade against their necks.

Even if both body and soul were destroyed.

They still refused.

At this very moment, another rogue cultivator at the Void Refinement Realm suddenly stood up.

He appeared only middle-aged, wearing ragged clothing, his face yellow and emaciated. Yet his eyes burned with astonishing brightness.

This man’s surname was Xie, with the given name Chang. His Dao title was Lingxiao Sword Maniac, a well-known rogue cultivator from the Central Lands of the Spirit Realm.

Throughout his life, he never bowed to any sect nor entered any faction. Relying solely upon himself and a fortuitous encounter granting him half of a broken sword art, he had forcibly cultivated his way to the Void Refinement Realm.

In his youth, he wandered the world with sword in hand, meddling in injustices wherever he found them, offending countless people and making countless enemies.

Some called him a madman.

Some praised him as a hero.

He cared for neither.

He once said to others:

“In this life, I seek only freedom and satisfaction.”

At this moment, standing amidst the crowd and looking toward the opened doors, he threw back his head and loudly recited:

“This life shall never bow before demons. Even in death, the fragrance of heroic bones shall remain!”

The moment he finished speaking, spiritual power throughout his body surged wildly as he detonated himself.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted as flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

The late Mahayana demonic cultivator was caught completely off guard, blasted flying backward and smashing into the wall while coughing up a mouthful of black blood.

Several of his subordinates nearby were directly blown into chunks.

Even the cultivators within several dozen zhang around Xie Chang were unable to escape.

Several righteous path cultivators did not even have time to react before the aftershock of the self-detonation swallowed them whole, reducing them into clouds of blood mist.

Before dying, only one thought remained in their minds.

Xie, you could’ve at least warned us first!

If you were going to explode, we could’ve exploded together and blown them all to hell!

Now you exploded by yourself, while we got blown to death by your self-detonation instead. Didn’t we just die for nothing?!

Unfortunately, they could no longer speak these words aloud.

The hall fell silent.

Yet in the next instant, a surge of hot blood violently rushed into everyone’s chests.

Among those who had persisted until now without surrendering, which one did not possess the hardest backbone?

Which one had not already long since disregarded life and death?

After enduring year after year inside this prison, suffering endless torment upon their souls day and night, they were no longer people who feared death.

Those afraid of death had already obediently swallowed the gu insect last year like that feminine man and crawled to the feet of the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign.

Among those who remained, only one thought lingered in their hearts.

Death was death.

But if they could drag several devils down with them, then it would all be worth it.

Immediately, dozens of people simultaneously circulated spiritual power, preparing to self-detonate.

Yet at that moment, a cold snort exploded like thunder, suppressing every sound within the hall.

The Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign’s figure appeared atop the platform out of thin air, his expression dark as water.

With a wave of his hand, boundless pressure descended from the heavens. The spiritual power those dozens had just activated was instantly suppressed completely, leaving them unable to move.

“You wish to die?” the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign swept a cold glance across them. “This sovereign has not yet permitted your deaths. Therefore, you shall not die.”

He waved his hand, signaling his subordinate demonic cultivators to act.

Hundreds of demonic cultivators surged into the hall, escorting the righteous path cultivators one after another into formation before marching them outside.

Beyond the hall stood an enormous Blood Sacrifice Formation Platform.

The platform spanned over a hundred li in radius and was entirely constructed from massive black stones.

Dense blood-colored formation patterns covered the stones completely. The patterns twisted and wriggled like living creatures, slowly squirming.

At the very center of the platform was a bottomless giant pit.

Surrounding the platform stood twelve enormous stone pillars, each over a hundred zhang tall.

The Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign coldly watched righteous path cultivators being pushed one after another into the giant pit, feeling not the slightest ripple within his heart.

Truthfully, he himself did not know what this Blood Sacrifice Formation Platform was actually for.

After all, everything had merely been ordered by his master.

The Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign ordered him to build this formation platform and collect cultivators for blood sacrifice, so he built it.

Whatever his master said, he obeyed.

He did not dare ask why, nor dare show even the slightest negligence.

Because the consequences of disobedience were worse than death.

As he thought this, suddenly—

An intense pain exploded from the depths of his soul without any warning.

The Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign’s expression changed drastically as his body instantly stiffened.

Immediately afterward, his soul began rampaging wildly, as though seized and kneaded violently by an invisible hand.

His physical body began trembling accordingly.

The spiritual power within him boiled like scalding water, crashing recklessly in all directions.

Black markings surfaced across his skin one after another. That was the sign of his internal spiritual power gradually spiraling out of control.

He let out a muffled groan and dropped to one knee, drenched in sweat while his face twisted hideously.

The righteous path cultivators atop the formation platform stared blankly in confusion.

What kind of madness was this Demon Sovereign suffering from now?

Just moments ago, he had been majestic and imposing. In the blink of an eye, he was kneeling?

As for the demonic cultivators, every one of them looked entirely calm, continuing whatever they had been doing.

Some even secretly glanced over before casually turning their heads away again.

They were used to it.

Their Demon Sovereign pulled this sort of thing every few days.

Sometimes during council meetings.

Sometimes during banquets.

Sometimes even while in bed.

Whenever an episode struck, it struck without warning.

And whenever it happened, he became exactly like this—rolling on the ground in unbearable agony.

At first, they had panicked, believing the Demon Sovereign had fallen victim to some hidden attack.

Later, after seeing it countless times, they gradually became numb to it.

In any case, it would pass after a while.

At this moment, however, the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign no longer cared about preserving face.

Kneeling upon the ground and trembling violently, he released a low growl before crazily screaming within his heart.

Master! Save me! Master, save me!

This condition was not punishment descended from his master.

The Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign only inflicted demonic curses whenever he disobeyed orders or failed missions. Normally, he paid no attention to him.

But the force tormenting him now was something entirely different.

It was a curse.

Ever since that Spirit-Nurturing Heavenly Sound Stone ascended to the Immortal Realm, he had begun suffering intermittent torment from this cursed power.

There was no warning.

No pattern whatsoever.

It struck whenever it wished.

His master, the Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign, had personally investigated the matter before, yet could not determine who had cast the curse.

And the Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign had once suspected the matter was related to that Spirit-Nurturing Heavenly Sound Stone.

After all, the curse only began after the other party ascended to the Immortal Realm. The timing was simply too coincidental.

Yet after the Spirit-Nurturing Heavenly Sound Stone ascended to the Immortal Realm, her figure vanished completely, as though evaporating from the immortal world itself.

Using the divine sense of a peak Immortal King, he searched the entire Immortal Realm, yet could not locate even the slightest trace of her aura.

At the time, the Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign inwardly cursed the world for becoming increasingly unreasonable.

A mere Human Immortal junior who had only just ascended was somehow capable of vanishing completely beneath his very eyes.

And some inexplicable curse appearing from nowhere was actually beyond even his ability to trace.

He, the dignified peak Immortal King and sole pillar of the Demon Race, was now being driven to exhaustion by such trivial matters.

He had already begun considering abandoning the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign as a chess piece.

After all, in his eyes, this chess piece had become useless once again.

But now that the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign had pleaded for help directly, he could hardly watch his own chess piece be tortured to death alive.

The Primordial Infinite World-Ending Heavenly Execution Great Demon Sovereign sighed before raising a hand and launching a streak of black light into the void.

Crossing countless layers of space, it descended directly into the depths of the Heaven Burning Demon Sovereign’s soul.

The black light transformed into a thin barrier, temporarily isolating the cursed power.

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