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?

His words shook the void. He was also wearing a bronze Divine Armor as if he had come from the primordial era. Green light bloomed around his body, and wisps of powerful Wood Law Power surrounded him, forming a scene of life and death.

Song Shi's gaze moved slightly as he communicated with Wuyou, "The Law of Wood, a branch of the Law of Life. Looks like it's a direct descendant of Celestial Venerable Longevity."

"Is it his orthodoxy or direct lineage that inherited Celestial Venerable Longevity's core technique?"

Wuyou was certain. "Through him, we should be able to infiltrate the other party's orthodoxy."

The latter could not hear their conversation. As a Mahayana-level powerhouse and a Great Emperor of the mortal world, he was knowledgeable and had good taste. Facing their calmness, he was vigilant and did not approach them again.

"Since you're not saying anything, don't blame me for being rude."

Longevity Mark (1)