Angry Squid

The Immortal Way, how arduous it is!
Especially in this Immortal Cultivation World, which has been drastically changed by a plague!
Mortals carry the disease, and when Immortals come into contact with them, they are liable to suffer a decrease in their cultivation, and in the worst case, end up Returning to the heavens. This has made Mortals and Immortals eternally separate entities.
The Immortal Law cannot be jointly cultivated, turning the entire Immortal Cultivation World into a vast dark forest.
......
Li Fan, having travelled through time, despite having boundless ambitions, can only toil within the mortal dust, wasting away his whole life.
Fortunately, just before death, he finally awakens an odd treasure which can turn the real into the fake - transforming his real life into a vivid dream, enabling him to return to the time right after he travelled through time.
Therefore, Li Fan began his long Road to Immortality!
In his second life, Li Fan, over the course of fifty years, overturned the power balance of the world, yet he searched everywhere and failed to find a trace of Immortals, only managing to see the traces of an Immortal at the very end of his life.
In his third life, despite Li Fan exhausting his spirit and wits and laying out all sorts of schemes, he still couldn’t withstand a single strike from an Immortal!
In his fourth life......
......
I, Li Fan, a mere mortal, have no regrets even after a hundred lifetimes, I only seek Immortality!

My Simulated Road to Immortality

The towering statue of the Dharma Transmission Immortal Elders was the first target of the black specks' attack.


The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, shielded by a gush of white light, became nothing more than sustenance for the black specks amidst the ocean of darkness.


The Immortal statue, beginning from its crowned head, was methodically disintegrated.


Meanwhile, the other black specks swarmed in, turning into thin threads.


Like deadly serpents, they hunted down the fleeing cultivators.


Countless cultivators melted and assimilated into wriggling black particles before they could even scream.


Underneath the dark curtain that blocked out the sun, one couldn't even see the anomaly of the cultivators' fall.


The cultivators on the island were like mourning dogs, running in panic.


In the midst of chaos and despair, only two individuals remained composed.


He watched the ink-filled sky with a calm expression.


Chapter 143 Mo Sha Destroy Cong Yun_2