I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The battle to break the wall spread across the world, and those who suffered the most were the endless creatures, while some important areas were preserved.

The ones that were destroyed had their own new true world to complete them, while the ones that survived were blended together, and their foundations became deeper.

The quiet void suddenly became distorted.

A streak of gray light escaped from it, crossed the endless galaxy, and shot straight towards the Jiu San Domain on the edge of the Qianyuan Continent.

The ancestral home of the Bai family is surrounded by green jade on Xiaohui Mountain, and the solitary tomb stone tablet on the top of the mountain is surrounded by flowers that never fade.

Ding!

The word "白" engraved on the stone tablet suddenly stretched out a slender palm, and without any haste, steadily caught the gray light falling from the sky.

The light dissipated, and what was tightly held in the palm was a disc made of black and white intertwined.

"The wheel of life and death."

The tombstone rippled, and Wuwei stepped out of it with an indifferent expression.

A long time ago, when Bai Donglin returned to Baifu for the first time after participating in the Alchemy Conference, out of various considerations, he asked Wuwei to cut off 90% of his soul and return to the mountain forever.

Before Bai Donglin left this world, he allowed the clone of "Dao Wuwei" to destroy itself and return to Xiaohuishan, and he deliberately left the roulette of life and death behind for his own reasons.

Buzz!

The roulette trembled, spewing out a ball of gray light, wrapping Wuwei and breaking through the air, escaping into the depths of the endless dimension.

At the boundary of the monument, a gray door of light appeared in the void. Wuwei stepped out and looked around. Some of the Jida disciples who came to receive the inheritance looked over in unison.

"Huh? Our light gates are all golden, why is this person gray?"

"Hush! Are you stupid? This senior has extraordinary temperament. He looks like a high-ranking member of the sect. He might even be a member of the Council of Gods and Demons. How can he be compared with us?"

"I see!"

When all the Jida disciples heard this, their expressions became solemn, and they quickly withdrew their gazes, not daring to look further, and bowed respectfully from a distance, hoping to leave a good impression in front of the sect's seniors.

The battle to break the wall came fiercely, but it ended quickly. Under the care of Lianxin Tianluo and others, the world has returned to its normal trajectory.

Tianluo also specially built a main god core and gave it back to the Jidao Holy Sect so that its operating mode would be the same as before.

On this day, it happened that newcomers from the Jidao Holy Sect came to the monument world every twenty years to accept the inheritance, so that these newcomers had no idea that no matter their status in the Jida, the transmission light gates were golden. How could they What gray light door.

Wuwei's appearance instantly attracted the attention of the guardian of the monument world. The void twisted and ten gray-robed figures stepped out.

The leader's eyes moved around. When he saw the wheel of life and death in Wuwei's hand, his expression suddenly changed. The next moment, the old voice spread throughout the monument.

"Disciples, listen to the order. This is the end of today's inheritance. Leave the monument boundary immediately. No mistakes!"

This is an "expulsion order". When the disciples heard this, their expressions changed drastically, especially those who had difficulty in choosing. They had not chosen their favorite inheritance yet. Is this the end?

"Ah? How could this happen? Lord Guardian! The sect has stipulated that today's monument boundary can only be used by new disciples such as myself. It has only been two hours and they are going to drive us away. Isn't it inappropriate?"

"Yeah yeah!"

"This is against the holy rules!"

Accepting the inheritance is a major event that determines the future. They have also been selected to enter the Holy Sect through layers of selection. They are all the proud ones of heaven. The big reason why they choose the Jidao Holy Sect is because of the powerful inheritance in the Monument World.

Wuwei's face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking about with his deep eyes. The disciples whining and complaining did not affect him at all.

"Hmph! Presumptuous!"

The old guardian's face sank. This was the Monument Realm, and it belonged to the Jidao Holy Sect in name. But only those masters knew what was going on. Even the ancestors did not dare to mess around in the Monument Realm, let alone these Little cub.

The old man was too lazy to say anything more. He raised his hand and many black holes suddenly appeared in the void, swallowing up all the disciples and forcibly expelling them from the monument boundary.

It’s not that you are not allowed to accept the inheritance. Can’t you come back another time? Each one of them really has no eyesight, and they dare to cry for father and mother, how unbecoming it is!

"We have met your lord!"

The guardians knelt down together and bowed their heads respectfully towards Wuwei.

"Everyone, get up."

Wuwei suppressed his thoughts, glanced at everyone, and continued indifferently: "Lead the way."

"As you command!"

The ten guardians had pious expressions on their faces. They did not stand up, but lowered their heads. They quickly pinched the spells with their hands. Mysterious and complicated texts flowed out from their fingertips and sank into the ground.

Boom!

The boundary of the monument was shaken for a while, the earth was cracked, and a staircase formed by the condensed glorious Taoist text extended from top to bottom to the unknown territory deep in the heart of the earth.

After the guardians finished casting the spell, they still knelt on the spot, not even daring to raise their heads.

Wuwei nodded lightly, holding the wheel of life and death, stepped onto the stairs, and walked away.

After walking for a long time, I came to the end of the stairs. Here was a gray space of unknown size. I could only vaguely see a towering portal in the mist. Its color was hazy, with reliefs of all things and mysterious patterns. Extremely complicated.

The vast and ancient meaning rushes towards you, as if it has been standing here forever and has never been opened.

Buzz!

The wheel of life and death trembled slightly and shot out fiercely. It was embedded in a depression in the center of the giant door. The black and white light surged and spread, instantly infecting the relief patterns.

Boom! Kaka——

The majestic portal roared for a while, and then slowly opened inward, bringing with it endless mist. It was extremely heavy, as if a vast universe was divided into two halves and pushed open.

When Wuwei stepped in, it was as if he had entered a stagnant time and space. This place was filled with indescribable gray divine light, spiraling and condensing to form abstract patterns. Surrounded by countless visions, a stagnant and immeasurable figure was suspended. The moving vortex of divine light.

In the core of the vortex, there is a figure sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, long hair disheveled. In his left hand, he tightly held a sparkling halo, and in the palm of his right hand, he held a white jade pagoda.

Wuwei's expression changed. Could it be that the halo is the source of the great avenue - the ring of time and space? This pagoda should be the exiled Thirty-third Heaven.

"The road has no end."

A voice with a Taoist rhyme resounded through the space.

When Dao Wu finally heard the call, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The extreme vicissitudes of life that escaped and circulated made Wuwei's heart tremble. Fortunately, the meaning of the vicissitudes of life flashed away like an illusion, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity.

"Wuwei, you're here."

"I am coming."

"It seems that everything went well in breaking the wall. Is he already gone?"

"Just left not long ago."

"Haha, it's true, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wake up."

With a smile in his eyes, Dao Wu ended up looking down at the "Ring of Time and Space" in his hand, his expression extremely complicated.

This halo formed by condensing the source of the great avenue of time and space is the embodiment of a certain concept, as if there is life, flowing and shining at the fingertips of the infinite Tao.

The vastness and depth of its breath transcends heaven and earth, and its thickness and breadth contain endless living beings and all things.

Faintly visible, endless timelines are gathered in the halo.

Countless phantoms depict what is happening at every time point.

Such a mystery can only be found in Daoyuanze.

7017k