What If I Can't Die?

Chapter 526 - 526 Sealing the Spatial Rift (1)

526 Sealing the Spatial Rift (1)

“Even with an immortal body, it can only be used once?”

Song Shi was speechless.

“You’re so greedy. There’s no corresponding realm. It’s already good enough that you can use it once. You’re basically invincible in this world.”

Wuyou said angrily, “Of course, no matter how powerful it is, it can’t compare to your immortal body.”

“It’s still troublesome to deal with such a guy, even with an undying body.”

Song Shi shook his head. He no longer felt that not dying was anything impressive. Without enough ability, he would end up like what he had just done.

A true expert had to kill the enemy without dying!

He had to work hard in this direction next. He couldn’t be exposed too often, right?

“Ahem, you saw what happened just now. What do you think I should do to prevent my weakness from being broken?”

Song Shi asked awkwardly.

“I don’t have that kind of experience. I can’t give you advice.”

Wuyou smiled playfully.

“I thought you were mocking me.”

Song Shi pursed his lips.

“You just have to think of a way to perfect your weak point. Of course, the best choice is to cultivate your internal organs once. Then your entire body will be perfect. Naturally, others won’t stand a chance.”

“You might as well as have kept silent.”

Song Shi did not ask further. His body had improved too much at once. He had not cultivated to the right level before encountering such a situation.

He originally wanted to find a convenient method from Wuyou, but it seemed that he couldn’t take a shortcut.

“There’s another way. Place Defense Dharma treasures at your weak point.” Wuyou glanced at Song Shi’s butt.

Song Shi felt that the more Wuyou spoke, the more unreliable she became. He waved his hand. “Let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s kill our way to the Ji family!”

He advanced with a murderous aura. On the way, no more Demon Race members stopped him.

Song Shi’s killing of a Mahayana Demon Emperor had basically stunned all the Demon Race in the Mystic North Continent. Without sufficient strength, who would still be a dead soul under Song Shi’s saber?

The journey was smooth. Song Shi crossed hundreds of thousands of kilometers and arrived at a demonic land.

Demonic qi soared into the sky here, and the ground was corroded by the aura of the Heavenly Demon World. A huge plane crack was like a purple scar that lay between the sky and the ground, as if the Black Spirit Realm was injured.

In the crack, boundless Demonic Qi corroded. The rules of the Heavenly Demon Realm polluted the rules of this realm, turning everything within a hundred thousand miles into demonic soil.

However, in the distance, a silver moon-like existence could still maintain a clear spirit in the Demonic Qi.

Song Shi took a closer look. The silver full moon was a huge city that spanned more than five thousand kilometers. It floated in the deep space, drawing on the moonlight and star power of the nine heavens to isolate the Demonic Qi outside, forming a circle of starlight. It was holy and Untouchable.

Song Shi took a step forward and easily closed the distance of five thousand kilometers, arriving at a high altitude.

The originally silver full moon instantly turned into a huge object that covered the sky and blocked out the sun. The other side could not be seen with the naked eye. On the full moon, there were all kinds of classical buildings. There were mountains, rivers, forests, and grasslands. The Spiritual Qi was dense. It was completely a spiritual land of immortals.

“A big spender indeed.”

Song Shi praised. He had originally thought that the floating city was only a city that was hundreds of kilometers in size, but it turned out to be a super city that spanned thousands of kilometers.

In the lower realms, this area was comparable to a country’s territory, but here, it was only the Ji Family’s territory.

Up above, he sensed an extremely powerful spatial power. It was even stronger than Great Emperor Yin Xu, who he had killed. Song Shi felt that he had come to the right place.

“I should comprehend the Dao of Space further to avoid encountering slippery fellows again.”

Song Shi had a new interest in this place. He took out a communication talisman and prepared to contact Fu Yuhua.

“Fellow Daoist.”

An old man with a white beard wearing a Taiji robe flew out and cupped his fists first. “I’m Ji Xiyang, the Grand Supreme Elder of the Ji Family. I just heard that Fellow Daoist killed the Demon Race’s Yin Xu in anger. I’m really impressed.”

Song Shi pinched the communication talisman. “It’s good that you’re a senior member of the Ji family. Can you bring me in to find some old friends?”

“Fellow Daoist is naturally honored to be able to enter my Ji Family’s territory.”

Ji Xiyang was very polite. “How should I address you, Fellow Daoist?”

“Song Shi.”

Song Shi guessed that the other party had also seen him kill Great Emperor Yin Xu through some means. This was good too. With the higher-ups of the Ji family personally leading the way, they could avoid a lot of trouble.

Ji Xiyang’s expression changed for a moment before quickly returning to normal. “Fellow Daoist Song, please.”

With a wave of his hand, a void passageway that was filled with moonlight appeared out of thin air and led to the center of Floating City.

“Clouds like flowing water.”

A word appeared in Song Shi’s mind. He calmly walked over and casually asked, “What grudge does Sage King Lang Ya have with your Ji family?”

Ji Xiyang, who was about to get closer to Song Shi, narrowed his eyes and turned to stare at Song Shi. “Why are you suddenly asking about this person?”

“I owe him a favour.”

Song Shi did not say much.

“He’s an enemy of my Ji Family. He stole my Ji Family’s inheritance, the Void Sutra, and caused the death of my Ji Family’s descendant. Now, he’s trapped in a forbidden area and his fate is unknown.”

Ji Xiyang looked at Song Shi thoughtfully. “Is Fellow Daoist Song a guest of the Ji Family or an enemy?”

“In front of the Demon Race, even if we are enemies, we should be comrades now, right?”

Song Shi smiled faintly. His words were equivalent to admitting that he was on Sage King Lang Ya’s side. At the same time, he also meant that their common enemy was the Demon Race and that this was not the time to fight.

“You’re right. The entire Black Spirit Realm should be united against the outside world now.”

Ji Xiyang retracted his gaze. “It’s a pity that he caused my Ji Family to lose a Great Emperor. In the end, I still hold a grudge. If there was another Great Emperor, the outside world wouldn’t have turned into a demonic land.”

“I’ll help you deal with the Demon Race outside. How about putting the matter of Sage King Lang Ya aside?”

Song Shi’s words were shocking.