The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing's strange object became increasingly active, a sensation he had never experienced before.

From the initial mastery of the martial artist realm in the Imprisoned Corpse Method, to the fusion of strange objects in the Heavenly Strange realm, it was all a process of suppressing strange objects.

Even during the Yin Official realm's Binding Yin God stage, the consciousness of the strange object was already being obliterated.

However, Ren Qing now had the illusion that the strange object was reviving, yet he still wielded his spells with perfect control, without any abnormalities.

He couldn't help but reach out his arm, his right hand constantly changing.

Flesh and blood turned bluish-purple, and the corrosive corpse energy made the air crackle. After a few breaths, white bones emerged, covering the entire arm, followed by blood seeping out…

Ren Qing casually switched between the five spells fused with Corpse Fengdu. The strange object within his body cooperated perfectly and became even more powerful.

He was stunned. Could it be that he was really mistaken?

Perhaps consuming lifespan only benefited the strange object, without any drawbacks?

An uncontrollable thought arose in Ren Qing's mind, wanting to continue consuming lifespan, nourishing the strange object while attaining immortality.

But in just a moment, he realized something was wrong and immediately suppressed the restlessness.

The information stream then began to exert its power. Howls echoed within Ren Qing's flesh, blood, and bones, the reaction of the strange object to the fusion.

Ren Qing frowned tightly, his consciousness observing the transformation of his body.

The strange object of Corpse Fengdu was attached to the corpse energy that permeated his body, and under the influence of the information stream, it was forcibly stripped away bit by bit.

Ren Qing could see the Yin energy trying to hide deep within his body, but it still couldn't escape the power of the information stream, and the howling became increasingly sharp.

If an ordinary cultivator were to break through to the Heavenly Strange realm, just finding the strange object would be extremely troublesome.

Not to mention stripping the strange object away, that was a danger with ten deaths and no life. A moment of carelessness could lead to the strange object completely losing control.

When advancing to the Yang God realm, even if the breakthrough failed, it didn't necessarily mean death and the dissipation of the Dao, but the Heavenly Strange realm was different, hindering countless cultivators.

Ren Qing finally understood why Chen Changsheng chose to return to the Longevity Forbidden Zone.

Chen Changsheng's spells originated from the Longevity Forbidden Zone, and using them to advance to the Heavenly Strange realm would undoubtedly be much safer, not completely blocking his path to survival.

Unfortunately, the Longevity Forbidden Zone seemed to hide something, causing Chen Changsheng to be trapped for hundreds of years.

The Imprisoned Corpse Hall has been in the Longevity Forbidden Zone for over a hundred years, exploring thousands of miles outside the town, but has yet to find Chen Changsheng's body or soul.

“Ugh…”

Ren Qing's thoughts were chaotic. As the strange object gradually left his body, the pain it brought was unimaginable.

He trembled uncontrollably, and the prayer mat he was sitting on instantly turned into fragments, and the ground sank half a meter deep.

This was still with the ghost shadow blocking most of the force, otherwise the cave would have collapsed.

Ren Qing knew that the advancement might take a long time, so he endured the pain and communicated with the other four strange objects, using them to regain control of his body, lest the commotion be too great.

Under the combined suppression of the strange objects, Ren Qing's condition finally stabilized.

Dense black gas emanated from his pores, the misty strange object of Corpse Fengdu, with countless human faces gestating within it.

The magic tools Ren Qing placed in the corner stirred, and the sound of metal colliding rang out.

The magic tools were originally made of flesh and bones, and due to the strange object of Corpse Fengdu, signs of corpse transformation suddenly appeared.

The magic tools began to piece themselves together into human figures, but were immediately swallowed by the ghost shadow.

Ren Qing felt that the riot of the strange object of Corpse Fengdu must have been due to the consumption of lifespan, which definitely contained secrets leading to the path of immortality.

The black gas then slowly poured into Ren Qing's body under the coercion of the information stream.

This was a more thorough fusion. Regardless of the wishes of the strange object of Corpse Fengdu, the Heavenly Strange realm was a process of completely devouring the strange object.

Ren Qing's skin turned bluish-purple, the fangs in his mouth protruded outward, his nails contained corpse poison, causing his bones to stretch continuously.

He was already around 1.9 meters tall, and in the blink of an eye, he exceeded 2 meters, finally settling at 2.5 meters, an astonishing sense of oppression coming towards him.

The core of Corpse Fengdu was to be ageless, unliving, undying, and indestructible. The improvement to his physique was conceivable, and even his soul was affected.

The magic robe Ren Qing was wearing turned to ashes, and Yin energy formed an ethereal emperor's robe, and a black imperial crown could be seen on his head.

Emperor Fengdu was in charge of the underworld, equivalent to the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha.

Ren Qing had not yet become an immortal, and had only just touched the surface of the Heavenly Strange realm, but he felt the terror of the Corpse Emperor of Fengdu.

His pale eyes pierced through the rocks, seeing the zombies excavating the cave.

Ren Qing felt that with just a slight thought, the Yin energy of the zombies would be stripped away, completely turning them into lifeless corpses.

The corpse ghosts, realizing the inexplicable danger, dared not stay in the cave for long, and fled into the stomach world in a panic, their clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Ren Qing exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes, and stopped moving.

The breakthrough of the Heavenly Strange realm was not yet complete. He realized that after the strange object fused with his body, it seemed to form a special physique.

Illusions then appeared in Ren Qing's mind. On the boundless plain of skeletons, he sat on the central throne, gazing at all living beings.

He didn't want his state of mind to be affected by the immortal position of the Corpse Emperor of Fengdu, and silently chanted spells.

Time gradually passed, and the cultivators no longer felt the leaked aura. Ren Qing's closed cave had been forgotten.

The branch veins each managed their own resources and began to expand outward.

In the past year or so, the Imprisoned Corpse Hall was experiencing a surge in Ghost Envoy realm cultivators, especially the demon vein with the largest resource scale.

They cherished the hard-won opportunity.

Although the Longevity Forbidden Zone had hundreds of thousands of cultivators, the supply of resources was incomparable to theirs.

Many cultivators in the Longevity Forbidden Zone earned resources through Dream City, but the resources basically flowed out of the stomach world.

Occasionally, cultivators passed by Ren Qing's cave and discovered that the material of the surrounding rocks had turned into white bones, permeated with a faint Yin energy.

As long as zombie cultivators approached, they would feel the progress of their spells accelerate.

If they weren't afraid of disturbing Ren Qing, a large number of zombie cultivators would have come.

Even the Yang God realm cultivators couldn't figure out what spells Ren Qing was cultivating in seclusion, only knowing that it was far beyond the Yang God realm.

Li Tiangang was vaguely worried that if something happened to Ren Qing, the Imprisoned Corpse Hall would be trapped forever in the depths of the beast pen.

Bang bang bang bang…

Suddenly, the sound of a heartbeat came from inside the cave, followed by the air being torn apart, and countless cracks spread across the surface of the rock wall.

Even the caves several miles away had fine dust falling from the ceiling.

Li Tiangang noticed it immediately and immediately summoned all cultivators above the Yin Official realm to rush to the source of the commotion.

Dozens of cultivators stood outside the cave, the vines at the entrance already withered.

They hesitated whether to go in, but footsteps suddenly came from far to near, and a tall figure slowly walked over, the temperature plummeting to freezing point.

“Disperse, I'm fine.”

When the cultivators saw Ren Qing, who was more than two meters tall, the strange objects in their bodies resisted, and their expressions were momentarily dazed.

Li Tiangang and Li Yaoyang looked at each other, an incredible thought arose in their minds, and their breathing became rapid.

Could it be that Ren Qing had already broken through to the Heavenly Strange realm?

The crowd dispersed one after another, after all, they still needed to maintain the resource points in various parts of the cave, and every hour of loss was significant.

Ren Qing's expression was complicated. While restraining his aura, he performed a disguise technique, and his body was immediately compressed to its original height of 1.9 meters.

He nodded slightly to Li Tiangang and the two of them, obviously confirming that he had reached the Heavenly Strange realm.

Li Tiangang gave a few wry smiles. After confirming that Ren Qing had broken through to the Heavenly Strange realm, the shock was gone, leaving only helplessness.

Remember that Ren Qing was not even a hundred years old, right? Was he planning to become an immortal in two or three hundred years?

Li Yaoyang was overjoyed. It was fortunate to meet Ren Qing when his lifespan was abundant. The latter could help the Imprisoned Corpse Hall reach higher levels and obtain resources beyond imagination.

Without waiting for the two to digest it, Ren Qing turned around and returned to the cave, and couldn't help but sigh to himself: "When will the muddy Jing and clear Wei be distinguished?"

“When will the muddy Jing and clear Wei be distinguished…”

Who would have thought that the true immortals in the world were divided into two types.

“Strange Immortals” and “Turbid Immortals”.

Ren Qing would normally advance to the Earth Immortal, completely control the immortal position of the Corpse Immortal of Fengdu, and belong to the Strange Immortal.

But if he frequently came into contact with the Heavenly Dao, causing the immortal position to become distorted, he would turn into an indescribable, mindless Turbid Immortal.

From the appearance of the Corpse Immortal, one could see what kind of existence the Turbid Immortal was. The style was almost no different from the Three Pure Dao Ancestors.

Ren Qing's consumption of lifespan to advance his spells was to pull the immortal position into the abyss.

The biggest beneficiary was Corpse Fengdu, who almost rioted because of this. Fortunately, the information stream protected him, otherwise, even if he could barely suppress it, he might have attracted the prying eyes of the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

The cracks on the surface of the tortoise shell indicated that the Corpse Immortal of Fengdu was very close to becoming a “Turbid Immortal”.

As for why the strength of the Turbid Immortal far exceeded that of the Strange Immortal, it was mainly because the Turbid Immortal was more similar to the Three Dao Ancestors transformed by the Heavenly Dao.

Even the Turbid Immortal was the process of transforming towards the Heavenly Dao.

If Ren Qing consumed more lifespan than the upper limit, the Corpse Emperor of Fengdu would turn into a Turbid Immortal, equivalent to completely abolishing an immortal position.

He carefully recalled that all the true immortals he had encountered were Turbid Immortals. Where had the Strange Immortals of this world gone?

Or were they hidden somewhere?

Ren Qing checked the tortoise shell on his upper jaw. The cracks currently occupied one-half.

It was not that the cracks had recovered after he advanced to the Heavenly Strange realm, but that the upper limit had increased from 20,000 years to about 50,000 years.

Ren Qing called this crack the “Heavenly Dao Crack”. After all, the Turbid Immortal was the process of approaching the Heavenly Dao, and it had to pay a terrible price.

Fortunately, advancing the other four spells to the Heavenly Strange realm could also indirectly increase the upper limit of the Heavenly Dao Crack, so as not to be trapped in the Heavenly Strange realm.

Ren Qing closed his eyes to stabilize his realm. His current strength was affected by the Heavenly Daoization, giving him a kind of unreal feeling.

Over time, he might get lost in the power brought by the Turbid Immortal.

Ren Qing planned to consider advancing the other spells after the Heavenly Dao Crack recovered to one-third, so as not to transform his body and soul towards the Three Dao Ancestors.

He had vaguely sensed that when his body and soul were at a certain critical point, they would mutate, and he might become an indescribable inhuman being.

The only fortunate thing was that the Heavenly Dao Crack healed not slowly.

Ren Qing had only just entered the Heavenly Strange realm, and wanted to reach the next realm of the Heavenly Strange realm…

[Do you want to advance Dao Genesis One, which will consume 40,000 years of lifespan]