In early March, the weather was slightly chilly.

The ghostly figure was dressed in a white robe, its hem fluttering in the cool breeze.

“Father,” Wan Guimei bowed and said.

"No one visits the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. Why would ten thousand ghosts and demons grace his cave with their presence? The answer is obvious without needing to think too much about it."

"You came here for that woman?" Wan Gui Mi Xian's face darkened slightly as he calmly asked.

The myriad ghosts stood tall, their cold, indifferent eyes meeting the gaze of the one who destroyed immortals.

"Please, Father, spare Xian Bifeng. Your son will be eternally grateful."

The politeness between father and son didn't seem like that of blood relatives. Wan Gui Mie Xian roared angrily, "Wan Gui Mei, is this how you treat your father, me, with such cold words?"

Wan Guimei didn't take it to heart and said, "Father is father, and it is my duty to observe etiquette and show respect."

Seeing Wan Guimei's unyielding attitude, Wan Gui Mie Xian was so angry that he almost vomited his dinner from the night before. After taking a few deep breaths, Wan Gui Mie Xian said, "She's not with me. Bi Yao sent her to the center of the Immortal Extermination Ghost Cave three days ago."

The central location? It's been three days already?

Wan Guimei staggered a step, and his face turned pale at a visible speed.

The thought of countless ghosts destroying immortals is unbearable, but hesitation only leads to further chaos.

"The center of the Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave is filled with dense resentment and ghostly energy that blots out the sun. It can easily kill immortals below the True Immortal level. I remember that woman's cultivation was barely at the Profound Immortal level. After three days of exhaustion of her immortal power, she must be nothing but a skeleton by now."

The myriad ghosts clenched their fists, and the heavens and earth suddenly trembled.

Wan Gui Mi Xian shook his head in disappointment, raised his hand, and fiercely suppressed Wan Gui Mei.

"My cultivation surpasses all the immortals in the Immortal Realm. Even the Four Great Immortal Lords can only temporarily avoid my sharp edge and dare not act rashly. Like father, like son, you are my son. You should wholeheartedly pursue the Dao, seek immortality, and ascend to the Divine Realm. The Great Dao is ruthless. If you harbor feelings of love, you will surely achieve nothing."

Mortals are destined for a limited lifespan, a mere hundred years at most. Immortals may seem to live long and prosperous lives, yet they too are subject to the five signs of decay. The path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. Love and affection often cause trouble; they are ultimately useless and should be discarded.

The earnest teachings of the elders and seniors are like the wise words of sages. He did everything for the benefit of ghosts and demons, so why didn't they understand his good intentions?

Exhausted in body and mind, Wan Gui Mi Xian released himself from the shackles of the ghosts and entered the cave.

"Wan Guimei, I warn you, do not try to challenge my bottom line. You know the consequences if you dare to venture into the Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave alone."

After Wan Gui Mi Xian finished speaking, a huge rock suddenly fell from the cave entrance with a loud bang.

...

The Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave, the central location.

Three days ago, the Immortal Nightmare Demon devoured Biyao.

The resentment and ghostly energy rekindled, gathered again, and obscured the sun and moon.

Ji Xiaoxiao lay on the sand for most of the day. Seeing that the three-headed, nine-legged monster had not returned for a long time, she slowly got up and looked around the most dangerous place in the Immortal Realm—the Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave—with a blank expression.

In the heart of the Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave, not a blade of grass grows, and no birds can fly through. A hazy, malevolent aura, like a light veil, drifts by, carrying a chilling, icy feeling.

Ji Xiaoxiao coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood. "Such powerful resentment and ghostly energy! Even a Xuanxian's body couldn't withstand it for more than a quarter of an hour."

Ji Xiaoxiao braced herself on the ground with her hands, her skin began to crack, and her blood, half black and half red, smelled of a sewer.

There was only one living person within a hundred miles, and their resentment and ghostly aura were so strong that they pushed and shoved each other, all rushing into Ji Xiaoxiao's body.

Her body felt like it was about to explode, slowly swelling like a balloon, and Ji Xiaoxiao was in excruciating pain.

"This is an opportunity."

A crisis can also be an opportunity.

Ji Xiaoxiao focused her mind and endured the excruciating pain, channeling her divine sense to circulate the resentful and ghostly energy within her body, slowly flowing through her eight extraordinary meridians, where it was gradually absorbed by her dantian and bones. Ji Xiaoxiao underwent a complete transformation, her immortal body gradually evolving into a corpse immortal ghost.

The resentment and ghostly energy in the Immortal Extinction Ghost Cave were endless and boundless. Ji Xiaoxiao numbly continued to cultivate, and her cultivation level increased day by day.

Beneath the yellow sand, the three-headed, nine-legged Immortal Nightmare Demon suddenly opened its six eyes.

"When the Corpse Immortal and the Ghostly Demon emerge, the heavens and earth weep in sorrow."

Sensing Ji Xiaoxiao's location, the Immortal Nightmare Demon waved its invisible giant hand, causing resentment and ghostly energy to surge even more fiercely towards Ji Xiaoxiao.

Another excruciating pain shot through Ji Xiaoxiao, who vomited a mouthful of pure black blood.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. After receiving the offerings, the Immortal Nightmare Demon helped Ji Xiaoxiao one last time, and finally closed its sleepy eyes, plunging into darkness.

The Demonic Nightmare's good intentions ultimately brought great suffering to Ji Xiaoxiao.

Human body volume is limited, but resentment and ghostly energy are boundless. Ji Xiaoxiao swelled larger and larger, her facial features and limbs being covered by human skin stretched to its limit. Then, her bones were crushed into dust by the powerful air pressure and force, leaving only a limp lump of flesh.

At first, Ji Xiaoxiao managed to hold on, her mind barely clear, struggling to control her resentful and ghostly energy. Gradually, the pain overwhelmed her. A small boat sailed on the sea, a fierce wind mixed with torrential rain, the waves churning, the world spinning, the boat wrecked, and everyone perished.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Xiaoxiao woke up groggily.

"Uh... oh... "

Ji Xiaoxiao's arms were weak and her throat was hoarse.

After three days of rest, Ji Xiaoxiao had just recovered half of her energy.

Looking at her fair and delicate hands with a face full of surprise, Ji Xiaoxiao was overjoyed.

"It was actually the Xuanqing Gaoxu Yin God who killed the Buddha, the corpse immortal, and the ghost demon."

Ji Xiaoxiao clenched her fist and slammed it hard into the yellow sand. The fine sand rustled and made a sound. It took a long time for a large pit, several meters deep, to be filled.

"Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune; the ancients were right." Ji Xiaoxiao smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits, her terrifying evil aura raging like a wild beast baring its fangs and claws, devastating the surrounding sand and stones.

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