A Mortal's Story of Cultivation into Immortality

Han Li's face began to turn blue, and he stared at Doctor Mo, raising the strange blade high.

Under the sunlight, the blade sparkled, making it even more powerful.

He couldn't help feeling a little panicked, but his reason told him that the other party had spent so much effort to capture him alive, and would never take his life without saying a word. The other party was just intimidating him.

So when he saw the sharp blade slowly falling from the sky and thrusting straight into him, he remained silent and managed to maintain his composure.

It wasn't until the edge of the strange blade was only half an inch away from his head, and the tips of his hair could feel chills, that he slowly closed his eyes, with a vague thought of regret flashing through his mind.

"Does the other party really want to kill me? If I had known this, it would be better to beg for mercy. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope to survive. I am still very young, and I really don't want to die like this. My parents at home know the news of my death, and I wonder if they will be sad. , will you regret sending him to Qixuanmen..."

Facing this critical moment of life and death, Han Li suddenly had distracting thoughts in his heart, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind. It seemed that at this moment, he had experienced the joys and sorrows of life, and had a great understanding of life and death.

"Plop!" The sound of a sharp knife piercing a human body came over.

Han Li trembled slightly, but then he was surprised that he did not feel any pain.

"What's going on?" He opened his eyes in shock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Han Li was stunned.

He was surprised to see that the strange blade was inserted into Doctor Mo's own shoulder and penetrated deep into his body, leaving only the handle exposed and trembling slightly. Perhaps because it was so sharp, not a drop of blood leaked out, which seemed extremely strange.

Han Li was dumbfounded, but Doctor Mo praised him in a normal manner.

"Tsk, tsk! Boy, you are really brave. You even put the blade of the knife on your neck and you still don't ask for mercy. It's really yours!"

"When I was traveling around the world, I saw many heroic men who claimed to be unafraid of death. But once they fell into my hands and were threatened a little bit, they all turned into bears and knelt down to beg for mercy. He looks greedy for life and afraid of death."

Han Li was stunned and speechless, not knowing how to respond.

He actually almost made a fool of himself just now, but he had been holding on hard all the time. In the end, he still felt a little lucky in his heart, thinking that the other party could not really attack him, so he got through it. Besides, he was too thin-skinned to change his face and beg for mercy.

Now facing Dr. Mo's repeated compliments, Han Li naturally would not go out of his way to explain, but he felt all kinds of emotions rising in his heart. He didn't know whether he should be happy or depressed.

Just when Han Li was thinking a lot, Doctor Mo quickly inserted the remaining strange blades all over his body, leaving only the handle with the ghost head exposed.

When Han Li came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that there were seven sharp blades in total, which were inserted into Dr. Mo's shoulders, legs, lower abdomen, chest and other parts. From a distance, it looked like he had been stabbed randomly. The appearance of dismemberment.

After watching this, Han Li felt both amused and surprised. Knowing that the other party was so self-inflicted, he was probably performing an extremely powerful skill, so he wondered if it was being used against him.

After Doctor Mo inserted the strange blade, he stopped talking. Instead, he bent down and crossed himself across from Han Li. Then he closed his eyes and entered a state of mind, no longer distracted by things outside him.

Han Li's heart moved, and he felt that this was a rare opportunity to escape. He wanted to move his hands and feet, but after he moved his body for a moment, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and he immediately became unable to move again.

Han Li smiled bitterly, why had he forgotten this giant man again? With him watching from the side, how could he have a chance?

It seemed that Dr. Mo had thought it through long before he entered meditation and was not afraid of his tricks at all. This giant man named "Iron Slave" is an unknown monster, but he is as invulnerable as Dr. Mo's "Magic Silver Hand". Even a man's most deadly weakness is also invulnerable. He was completely in the hands of this person today.

Han Li was cursing at the giant man in his heart, but something strange happened to the other person in front of him.

Doctor Mo's face began to twitch, his whole body was shaking, and his face was deformed due to the distortion of his muscles. He seemed to be enduring great pain. With the several sharp blades inserted in his body, it made people feel... When I saw it, I couldn't help but feel eerie and terrifying, as if a cold air was slowly rising in the room.

Suddenly Doctor Mo stopped twitching and shaking, but from deep in his throat, a deep roar came, the roar was full of primitive animality. At this moment, Doctor Mo seemed to be no longer an old man, but a strong head. A wild beast that emerges from the forest.

Then, something even more terrifying happened. The ghostly mist that had appeared on Doctor Mo's face a year ago now reappeared.

This ghost mist was completely different from before. It was much thicker and darker than before. After covering Doctor Mo's face, it was like putting on a black mask, covering his true face.

The tentacles that appear from the ghost mist from time to time have also undergone earth-shaking changes. The vaguely flowing black mist on the tentacles is smooth and shiny, with full texture, as if it has an entity. It stretches and contracts on Doctor Mo's face, constantly frantic. Dancing.

Doctor Mo made a strange gesture with his hands and fingers in a lotus shape. His lips were moving slightly, as if he was mumbling something, but because his voice was too low, Han Li couldn't hear it clearly.

Following Doctor Mo's inexplicable behavior, the mist on his face seemed to be irritated. It was like cold water being poured into a hot oil pan, and it began to boil. More tiny tentacles stretched out from it, demonstrating with teeth and claws. Wanting to prevent Doctor Mo from taking further action.

Just when the black fog became thickest, Doctor Mo opened his eyes, and through the thick black fog, Han Li could still see the sparkle in his eyes.

"Seven Ghosts Devouring Souls"

Doctor Mo shouted loudly and called out the name of the secret technique he used