What If I Can't Die?

The anxious Ghost Fiend saw Song Shi walking over from afar and said in joy, "Blood-Robed old ghost!"

He sensed Song Shi's cultivation level and was shocked, "You broke through. Unbelievable!"

Luo Chi, who was originally vomiting blood, could not help but widen his eyes when he heard his master's words.

"After devouring Ye Wenzhong's soul and obtaining the insights of the Nascent Soul, breaking through is nothing."

Song Shi did not think much of it.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer stabilized himself and looked at his chest that was burned by the flames. He stared coldly at Song Shi. "Blood-Robed old ghost, according to some rumors, didn't you announce that you had left Heavenly Ghost Sect at the Lang Ya Immortal opportunity meeting?"

"I did leave the Heavenly Ghost Sect, but I haven't returned the favor yet. Why can't I come to return it now?"

Song Shi said calmly, "Take your men and leave. I won't beat you up."

"Hahaha, what did I hear?"

"This guy wants our Fiend Eradicators' leader to retreat. Does he really think he's comparable to a Soul Transformation cultivator?"

"Even a Soul Transformation cultivator wouldn't dare to do this, right?"

The surrounding Fiend Eradicators cultivators laughed. This was their territory. There were more than ten thousand cultivators stationed here. Why would they be afraid of a lone wolf?

"Shut up!"

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer glared at the laughing cultivator and the scene immediately quietened down.

He looked at Song Shi, "Are you really going against us?"

"I'm not here to discuss it with you. I'm just telling you the result of your imminent choice."

Song Shi's body began to glow. The air distorted and scorching flames danced, forming nine blazing suns that circled around him.

A powerful pressure spread out, and the faces of the people who had just mocked him turned pale. They understood why their boss wanted them to shut up. If they really provoked this person, other than True Martial Emperors, everyone else's lives would be in danger.

"I've received the emperor's grace. I can't retreat."

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer gripped the Demon Subduing Pole tightly as lightning Nomological power surged out with a buzz. His kasaya expanded and he stood there like a Guardian Vajra.

His voice was like thunder, "Form the Great Demon-Slaying Formation!"

Dozens of cultivators nearby formed hand seals. Nomological powers surged out and fused together. Amidst the colorful light, various Nomological powers formed a large net that Song Shi threw at him.

"Then let's fight."

Song Shi waved his hands, and nine fireballs condensed and smashed towards everyone like the falling sun.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer's Demon Subduing Pole enlarged in his hand. Instantly, it was like a bolt of lightning that shone brightly as it smashed towards a fireball.

With a bang, the fireball shattered. After the explosion, it formed a circle of fire waves that exploded the Nomological power net into pieces, melting into waves of energy Flux on the spot.

The other fireballs smashed into the Demon Slaying Array, releasing a high temperature that could destroy everything, igniting the Array Formation.

Everyone exclaimed and hurriedly retreated. Song Shi chuckled and clapped on the spot. Endless golden light surged out of his palm, and flames surged, condensing into a dragon-shaped palm print.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer, who had smashed the fireball, didn't have time to be surprised by the explosive power of the fireball before a dragon-shaped handprint flew towards him.

The energy contained within this palm print was extremely terrifying, and it was like a true dragon was flying over to envelop him with the intention of suppressing everything, causing him to be unable to avoid it.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer formed a hand seal, and lightning flashed on his body. Nomological power surged out as he activated the power of the Demon Subduing Pole with all his might to block the fire dragon.

A deafening collision erupted, and the Void shook. There was no stalemate. The power of lightning of the Demon Subduing Palm was suppressed by the Dragon Subduing Palm on the spot.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer grunted. He felt that his opponent's attack was like a volcano that kept erupting. It carried a terrifying explosive force and almost sent his demon subduing pestle flying.

"Die!"

After the other cultivators received the explosion of the Nine Yang Nomological power fireball, they heaved a sigh of relief and immediately attacked.

In an instant, all kinds of Dharma treasures rushed out. Flying swords, silver sabers, golden bells, pagodas… There were all kinds of Dharma treasures and Dharma artifacts. True Essence and Nomological power surged as they attacked Song Shi with their strongest methods.

Song Shi took a step forward, and the Will-O-Wisp on his body formed a huge circular barrier. The blood in his body boiled, and the golden light was dazzling, making the surroundings instantly brighter.

His protective Will-O-Wisp collided with the combined attack, and the deafening sound of collision reverberated continuously. All kinds of Dharma treasures were sent flying with a tremble.

Many low-level Dharma artifacts were shattered, causing their owners to suffer a backlash and cry out in pain.

Upon seeing this, Perfected Lord Ghost Fiend, who had wanted to help, was a little dumbfounded. How could this fellow's physical body be so terrifying that it could even destroy a person's Dharma treasures?

Before he could recover from his shock, Perfected Lord Demon Slayer was approached by Song Shi.

With a bang, he vomited blood from Song Shi's attack. His kasaya shattered, and a palm print appeared on his chest. Many of his bones were broken and he suffered a crushing defeat.

"He actually beat up Perfected Lord Demon Slayer so quickly. He can probably do whatever he wants at the Nascent Soul realm!"

Ghost Fiend muttered, unable to calm down. This person was still as fierce as ever.

In the Langya Mystic Realm, he had defeated the successors of the various countries with his Golden Core cultivation. Now that he had advanced to the Nascent Soul realm, it was even rarer.

Song Shi's entire body shone with divine light. His blood qi was like a dragon, and his Nomological powers formed nine sun phenomena. They were mysterious and powerful.

Looking at Perfected Lord Demon Slayer, who was clutching his chest and lying on the ground, vomiting blood and unable to get up, he frowned, "Why are you so weak?"

He was rather dissatisfied. He had only used half of his full strength, so why couldn't this guy take it? As expected, a Nascent Soul cultivator was still inferior to a Soul Transformation cultivator.

"Pfft!"

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at Song Shi. "Why are you so terrifying right after reaching the Nascent Soul realm? This is too illogical"

At this moment, he was indeed starting to doubt his life. As the leader of the Fiend Eradicators, his cultivation level was also very famous in Great Qian. To think that he would be defeated by this person who had just broken through in a single round. How could he face anyone in the future!

"Don't be so ignorant. I'm not interested in killing a weakling like you. If you don't want to die, get lost!"

Song Shi could not be bothered to attack again. Firstly, it was meaningless to fight. Secondly, he did not want to kill anyone who had not killed him before.

Perfected Lord Demon Slayer had an ugly expression on his face. After slaying demons for so many years, he had never encountered such a humiliation.

"Elder Ghost Fiend, where's Lu Youyou? I'm here to fulfill my promise. Is she dead?"

Song Shi turned around and looked at the dazed Ghost Fiend.

"Ah!"

Ghost Fiend was stunned for a moment and shook his head. "She's not dead. She successfully entered the Spirit Land. We came this time to meet up with the main group and enter the Spirit Land together. It's safer inside as we'll be hunted down outside."

After explaining the general situation in a few sentences, Song Shi basically understood. He said, "In that case, the casualties weren't too serious when we were surrounded back then. The sect master isn't dead, right?"

"He's seriously injured."

Ghost Fiend sighed. Then, his pupils constricted as he stared into the distance. A group of cultivators was charging over.

He immediately panicked. "Blood-robed Elder, the Qian Dragon Army is here. Let's go quickly and meet up with the sect master and the others in the Spirit Land."

Song Shi glanced at them. An army of ten thousand people came over majestically. Just the aura they gathered made the world lose its color. The dark clouds retreated and even Soul Transformation cultivators would change their expressions when they saw them.

"Alright, let's go. Let's not waste time with them for the time being."

Song Shi nodded and glanced at the dark clouds, "Follow me."