Infinite Sand

Song Shi came to an immortal world where demons and monsters were rampant. He thought he was going to take a trepidatious road to immortality, but ended up awakening to a death-defying system, gaining strength from death and getting stronger every time he died.
The whole style took a sudden change. Other people cultivated to seek immortality, but he was already immortal, and could only seek immortality by having himself killed in various ways, either by killing himself or by letting people kill him.
"You were killed 10 times by the Yin spirit, awakening the spiritual root of fire!"
"You were killed 10 times by the zombie, awakening the innate divine power!"
"You were killed 10 times for excess cultivation, awakening the Daoist heart!"
"You were killed by a formation, formation level +1!"
"You were killed by an alchemy explosion, +1 alchemy level!"
Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Sacred Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Draconic Sacred Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master...

His cultivation was a fun journey, and he kept finding ways to kill himself on his way to the top of the immortal path...
Years later, the world rumor had it that once Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

What If I Can't Die?

The group of people began to travel at full speed. In just half a day, they arrived outside Qingsang Village.

From afar, Han Ci saw a black and white palm print that seemed to have landed on the ground. There was someone under the palm print.

A group of people who were obviously villagers gathered under the black palm print. They watched the battle inside and cheered from time to time.

Under the white palm print, blood dyed the ground red. The situation was completely different.

Han Ci quickly scanned the area and frowned.

He realized that there were many casualties on his side, but there didn't seem to be any casualties on the Ning Country's side. If this wasn't differential treatment, what was?

Since he was unhappy, he could not show it. He said to everyone, "Wait here. I'll go and meet these people."

He took a deep breath and squeezed out as much kindness as he could before walking over.

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