In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 825

Chapter 825: 342: Old Chen is eighteen zhang tall!

A Human Immortal walking on land_3 Chapter 825: 342: Old Chen is eighteen zhang tall!

A Human Immortal walking on land_3 He discovered that under the section for Divine Skills of Human Immortals, the status of ‘Ancient Human Immortal Body’ had already erged.

He had now bypassed the beginner stage, reaching the entry level.

“It seems that my guess was correct; although the Dao Force of Human Immortals is the main factor for using the Ancient Human Immortal Body, Heart Force is the key to a stronger Ancient Human Immortal Body…”

Chen Dengming, thoughtfully, dispersed his Human Immortal Dao Force, gradually recovering from the state of the Ancient Human Immortal Body.

Instantly, a rapid ‘sense of weakness’ arose involuntarily, as if he had abruptly returned to his original form from a feeling of intense eagerness and confidence capable of punching down a mountain.

Chen Dengming understood that this was a rather normal spirit reaction.

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Using a sowhat comparable example, it was like the late-stage Nascent Soul old monsters like the Soul Devouring Ancestor suddenly losing their physical bodies and being thrust back into the state where the Nascent Soul leaves the body, which would naturally feel weak.

“The power of Divine Skills is after all just that, and I shouldn’t overly indulge in relying primarily on this.

I still need to focus on cultivating my own cultivation level…”

Chen Dengming introspected deeply within himself, soon dispelling the longing for great power from his spirit to prevent any vulnerabilities in his psyche.

Then he looked around.

He was in a deep pit that was two zhang long and half a zhang wide, with only half of his body extending beyond the pit.

This was clearly the massive footprint he had made on the ground while in the state of the Ancient Human Immortal Body.

Looking down, one could even see the tightly packed soil flattened by his footfall, with traces of his foot skin texture faintly emitting a daunting aura.

“These big feet, using them for mountain climbing, would indeed make crossing thousands of rivers and mountains seem trivial…”

Chen Dengming joked about himself, then flew out of the deep pit, arriving by the lakeside to put on his robe.

Looking at the perfectly fitting tier-three exquisite robe, Chen Dengming touched the fabric and shook his head, contemplating.

“In the future, I might as well wear ordinary clothes.

If these tier-three robes get burst during combat, it would also be a loss.

I hope elder sister will quickly develop the upgraded, extra-large Ruyi Treasure Armor…”

“Fellow Daoist, you, you still look better small.”

At this mont, inside the Soul House, the Mini Array Spirit flew out, twisting her fingers nervously, bashfully saying sothing insincere.

Chen Dengming glanced sideways at the Mini Array Spirit, a familiar of tens of years, and he was not embarrassed, “What?

Did my large size scare you just now?”

The Mini Array Spirit imdiately turned red as a suddenly lit bulb, her entire Spiritual Body blushing, she spat out a word and retreated back into the Soul House, stuttering.

“Fellow Daoist bullies , I should, should let the Dark Spirit co out.”

Chen Dengming’s expression changed, and he quickly tried to appease her with laughter.

He was just talking big, but the Dark Spirit really ant business.

Honestly, he wasn’t fully prepared yet.

Of course, mainly, the Dark Spirit wouldn’t make it past Elder Sister’s scrutiny anyway.

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Once he was fully dressed.

Chen Dengming lifted the concealing Formation, flew out of the valley, and followed the path of the stone orbs he had thrown.

Along the way, several forests were torn apart as if plowed, forming a trench, so of which were still burning.

Fortunately, he had chosen a deserted, uninhabited area almost outside the jurisdiction range of the frontier outpost, but then…

Just as this thought ford in his mind, Chen Dengming’s expression subtly changed, taken aback by the scattered chunks of corpses on the ground below, so still smoking, so charred, with fragnts of robes and Magic Artifacts also visible on the ground.

Further in front of him in the woods, a trench emitting blue smoke appeared.

The stone orb he had thrown was deeply embedded in a mound of soil, still emitting high temperatures, albeit its size had slightly reduced, its surface lted and crystallized.

“Did I accidentally kill so passing Cultivators?”

Chen Dengming imdiately flew down to check.

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Tens of monts later.

Chen Dengming, holding a jade token he had forcefully entered with his Divine Sense, sighed with relief.

He had confird that the few people he had killed were all Cultivators from the ranks of the Outer Realm Evil Cultivators.

These individuals had probably sneaked in earlier, using Magic Artifacts to conceal their forms and auras to inquire about the disturbances; being at so distance and him not deliberately searching for them had led to his failure to notice them.

Nonetheless, accidentally, he had eliminated these few Outer Realm Evil Cultivators.

From this jade token he had discovered, Chen Dengming learned that these individuals had been assigned tasks to delve deep into the vicinity of the frontier outpost to gather intelligence about him, the Longevity Sect Leader.

The reason was his collaboration with the Dragon Venerable of Dragon Spirit Island to eliminate Tan Xiangkun, which had attracted the attention of the high-level of the Outer Realm Evil Cultivator camp, and now soone urgently needed to collect more information about him.

“They actually ca to spy on information about , to just unluckily fall into my hands, this truly is fate foreordained by heaven.”

Chen Dengming chuckled, his mind slightly alert.

He had credited the entire rit of eliminating Tan Xiangkun to Dragon Venerable, not without the intention of keeping a low profile to avoid drawing the attention of the high-level of the Outer Realm Evil Cultivators.

Yet unexpectedly, soone was still targeting him, could it be related to the Qianluo Ghost King?

Chen Dengming couldn’t be sure for now.

At this mont, he felt the Sound Transmission Jade Slip vibrating, and the Cute uncle Su Yanyan sent a ssage.

“Return quickly!”

Chen Dengming frowned slightly.

The fewer the words, the greater the matter.

It seed a significant event had occurred.

He quickly handled the accidental killing scene, putting the still ten-ton heavy murder weapon, the stone orb, into his Storage Bag, and then he transford into a beam of light, racing away…

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