What If I Can't Die?

"Come and kill me. What are you waiting for?"

Song Shi, who was lying on the ground, urged him. He might as well lie flat and do nothing to let the other party attack him freely to save time.

Fifth Brother hurriedly jumped away and cursed, "F*ck, what the hell is this?!"

"Is he immortal, or is it a special fake body? If it's a fake body, where is his real body?"

"I still haven't realized his secret. I really don't know how to deal with him."

"Should I seal him?"

"It consumes too much Nomological power."

The remaining Crimson Crows were very helpless. They clearly wanted to kill this fellow to take revenge, but they didn't know how.

They used their usual methods to kill this person but the other party kept resurrecting. In the end they did not know what they were killing.

Moreover, this person's combat strength was so terrifying that he killed one of their brothers with a flip of his hand. Other than the Crown Prince, the others were very afraid.

"What are you mumbling about? Come on, don't miss such a good opportunity to kill me."

Song Shi was still shouting like a vegetable seller in a market.

There were already quite a number of people nearby who were not blocked by the flames. When they saw this scene and heard Song Shi's arrogant words, they were dumbfounded.

"There's something wrong with this person. Retreat first!"

The Crimson Crow Crown Prince was not a fool. The more this person was like this, the more he felt that he could not continue. He immediately gathered his brothers and did not give him a chance.

Song Shi, who was lying on the ground, could only get up and pout. "How boring. I'll go and take a walk on the other side."

Currently, his cultivation was suppressed by the power of the mystic realm and he could only use an additional thirty percent of his power. With so many Crimson Crows gathered, it was really not good for him to kill them now.

Since he couldn't court death and couldn't kill anyone, Song Shi turned around and left, leaving behind the Crimson Crow geniuses who gritted their teeth but couldn't do anything to him.

"Damn it, this bastard just left like that?"

"If not for the pressure here, I really want to capture him and torture him."

"This guy will definitely be able to enter the mystic realm. When the time comes, I'll catch him and beat him up. Even if I don't kill him, I'll toy with him!"

The few demons were so angry that they bared their teeth. Usually, it was their Crimson Crow race who played tricks on others. When had they ever been played like a fool?

Those who were familiar with Song Shi revealed thoughtful expressions.

They had seen the Blood-Robed old ghost's methods, but this was the first time they had seen him survive such an attack.

Thinking of how the Blood-Robed old ghost switched to a fire attribute cultivation technique after possessing someone else, it was probably related to this.

This way, he might really not have any weaknesses. It would be even more difficult to kill him.

Vajra Sect, Ye Family and the others looked increasingly fearful. They temporarily retracted the killing intent in their hearts and did not dare to attack rashly.

…

The Immortal opportunity platform was a thousand meters tall, like a mountain. Without the power of the mystic realm, it was not difficult for Golden Core cultivators to fly over it.

Now, the people on it could only walk. They could not fly near the Immortal opportunity platform. Other than climbing, they could not approach it. Therefore, they did not know much about what was happening with Song Shi on the other three sides of the platform, especially on the back, which was relatively far away from him.

As for those who knew the situation, it was as if they were avoiding the God of Plagues. They were unwilling to clash with Song Shi and did not even give him a chance to come near them.

Great Qian was originally on the east side of the stairs. When Song Shi turned to the west, no one was paying attention to him anymore.

"The people here don't know me yet. There's a chance to cause trouble here."

Song Shi was secretly delighted. He deliberately put his hands behind his back and raised his head. He looked like he was asking for a beating, attracting a lot of attention.

However, those who had reached this stage were all doing their best to deal with the pressure. No one attacked him just because they didn't like him.

Song Shi walked around arrogantly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he could only erupt with his cultivation and speed up.

Soon, he crossed seven thousandth steps. There were very few people at this level. Those who didn't care at first took a few more glances and realized that they didn't know him.

"Which faction is this genius from?"

Just as someone asked, someone in the distance said fearfully, "Everyone, it's best if you don't provoke him. This is the undead monster, the Blood-Robed old ghost. The Crimson Crow race has just suffered at his hands."

When Song Shi heard this, he looked up angrily and said, "What are you gossiping about? Are you deliberately trying to trick others?"

The latter's face darkened. "Do you think that Sword Nation is as chaotic as your country and needs to eliminate dissidents by scamming others?"

Song Shi was exasperated. "It's one thing to gossip, but don't give me any nicknames. When did I not die? Don't spread rumors. I can be killed. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

Many people who were not familiar with Song Shi rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Was this even something normal people would say? He even asked someone to give killing him a try. Does he really think he won't die?

"Indeed, there's no need to exaggerate. This person only cultivates some life-saving spells and divine powers. How would a group of demons from the Crimson Crow race know about these? They were just bewitched by him!"

Some people did not care and did not take Song Shi seriously.

"I just asked around. This Blood-Robed old ghost was originally from the Blood Spirit Sect's branch, the Blood Transformation Sect. Those guys' life-saving methods are indeed powerful. This person seems to have mastered some strange methods."

Some people didn't believe it, while others echoed opposite sentiments.

Song Shi secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, some people did not see what happened just now with their own eyes, so they were unwilling to believe his situation.

"Everybody, I will give you a chance to snatch my treasure."

He deliberately took out the golden Spear and smashed it on the steps as a walking stick.

"This person's Spear seems to be the Ye Family's Numinous artifacts. Could he be a genius of the Ye Family?"

"The Ye Family is in the east. Why did you come to the west?"

"You guys are ignorant. The Ye Family's golden Spear has already been snatched away by the Heavenly Ghost Sect. Even the patriarch has been killed."

A Spear immediately attracted a lot of discussion. The nearby geniuses revealed fearful expressions. They knew that Song Shi was not simple.

To be able to come this far and even hold Numinous artifacts, how could he be an ordinary person?

For a moment, not only did no one come to snatch it, the number of people approaching him also decreased.

Song Shi, who had attracted the opposite effect, was speechless. "Sigh, this environment is not suitable for pretending to be weak. It's better to focus on climbing the stairs."

He really couldn't find anyone to fight him in the end. He hence decided not to deliberately find trouble with others and started to climb seriously.

"Brother, you are born with a sword body. Why do you know how to use Spear Dharma treasures?"

A green-robed man spoke.

"There are many Dharma treasures. It's not too much to use one as a walking stick, right?"

Song Shi squinted and looked like he was asking for a beating.

The green-robed man was stunned. He then smiled and said, "Brother, you're really interesting. How should I address you? I'm He Changqing."

"Song Shi."

Song Shi said indifferently, "You can also call me Blood-Robed old ghost. Forget about Chen Ergou. It's too old-fashioned."

"I heard someone call you an undying demon. I think your life-saving methods are very powerful. I like life-saving immortality techniques the most. I wonder if you can teach me when you're free?"

The green-robed man spoke frankly.

The people following behind were rather surprised.

It was rare for Sword King Evergreen, the number one Golden Core sword cultivator in Sword Nation, to be so polite to this person.

"Life-saving methods?"

Song Shi took another look at this person, "Looks like you're very afraid of death?"

"Life is precious. I want to live a few more years. Only then will I have more chances to become an immortal."

He Changqing nodded.

"That makes sense. Unfortunately, you won't be able to learn my methods."

Song Shi shook his head. "It's better to break through faster so that your lifespan can't catch up to your breakthrough speed."