I Cultivate Immortality With Scientific Thinking

Woohoo~

The funeral procession was still moving forward little by little, but the weird and horrifying cries began to weaken, slowly approaching nothing, until finally, even the sound of walking, the whistling of the wind, and the coffin carrying... All the movements began to completely dissipate, leaving only a dead and silent world.

It is getting quieter and quieter, and more and more dead. Even the generation of thoughts and the fluctuations of the soul are all in this strange silence, disappearing little by little, as if returning to the eternal silence of death.

The surrounding scene didn't seem to have changed at all.

There are dark mountains and forests everywhere. Under the strange blood moon in the sky, countless shadows are cast. They stand in place, motionless. The whole world is like a dark and silent picture.

‘Fellow Taoist Wu Faceless, what is the situation now? ’

In the spiritual communication at the Nascent Soul level, the five-tailed demon fox's spiritual transmission has almost reached its lowest point.

For some reason, she was clearly considered a strong person in this world, and she was the Nascent Soul Demon King. At this moment, she felt an indescribable sense of depression in her heart, making her panic.

Every time she wanted to speak, a very depressing feeling surged inside her, as if there was a huge stone blocking her throat, preventing her from making a sound.

Even in the telepathy, the five-tailed demon fox always has a kind of inner panic, as if she will violate some incomprehensible taboo as soon as she opens her mouth, thus causing a terrible disaster.

This kind of silence is very strange, as if there is an unknown force affecting everything...

Lin Chen's eyes moved and he turned to look at the monk beside him.

This was the cannon fodder they stayed here specifically to get into the dangerous situation ahead, so he didn't mind using some means to help them hide among the seven-emotion spiritual clan who were mourning the funeral.

Although he has never fought against the Faceless Demon Lord, nor has he experienced the ever-changing magical powers of the other party, but his understanding of spiritual energy has reached his level. It can be said that he can master all magics, and it is not difficult to create and simulate the corresponding magical powers. .

Therefore, these Jindan monks who were accidentally involved and related to the Anbu of the Immortal Alliance were mixed into the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan together with these Nascent Soul Demons.

But at this moment, these remaining monks...

'Um? ’

The moment Lin Chen turned his eyes away, the five-tailed demon fox and others also turned their eyes away, and then their pupils suddenly shrank.

Because right next to them, there should have been a living golden elixir monk. At this moment, no trace of vitality fluctuations could be sensed from his body. Even the unique frequency of the movement of the soul had disappeared and became a A real dead person...

There was no sound here, as if falling into the dead silence of the underworld. A Jindan monk who was quite famous outside died here so silently. Even the time of death made several people present Not even the Yuanying Great Demon noticed it!

In such a close situation, under the shroud of divine thoughts, a monk died beyond their control. Does this mean that they, like such a monk, will make no sound in the silence of death? The passing of?

'this……! ’

In this silent gray world, the expressions of several demons suddenly changed. At this moment, the fear of death surged into their hearts that had been honed for thousands of years.

Although they have seen the existence of the god-transforming monks and deities of their own power, this is the first time they have seen their power, the powerlessness to resist, and the powerlessness played by the power of the Tao realm.

‘Damn it! Coffin Carrying Demon Lord, didn’t you say there was no problem? ! ’

The face of the five-tailed demon fox became ferocious and distorted due to fear, and his thoughts were filled with shock and anger.

How long had it been since she had experienced this premonition of death?

The last time was hundreds of years ago, in order to prevent Gu Jiancheng, the contemporary master of the Taiyi Immortal Sword Sect, from entering the land of Lingnan. I had this premonition when faced with the endless sword shadow. I didn't expect it to happen again now.

Even this premonition is not only as strong as before, but also more mysterious!

‘How do I know? ! ’

The Coffin-Carrying Demon Lord was also in panic at this moment, because according to his expectation, everything should be fine now, but...

‘Don’t you, the Western Desert Demon Cave, have any arrangements for this? ! ' The five-tailed demon fox questioned.

‘Why do you think that when we do things in the Demonic Way, we will announce the results, communicate with each other, tell each other all kinds of secrets, and even actively cooperate? 'The Coffin-Back Demon Lord's expression is extremely ugly at this moment.' Since the Son of the Han Demon and the Demon Lord merged into one, the two other deputy leaders of this sect are responsible for the existence of this place - [Psychic Medium Bride] and [The Magic Way of Tai Sui]! ’

'Both of these two are more terrifying existences than me and the old man of Corpse Marsh, especially the former. He is only one step away from spiritual transformation from becoming a god, and his level of mystery is comparable to that of the head of the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Sect. What exactly did they do here? Do you think I have the ability to know if they don’t tell me? ! ’

The five-tailed demon fox could hardly suppress the anger in her heart at this moment. She never thought that this fellow demon could really trick everyone, not only others, but also herself, which completely conformed to the stereotype of the Immortal Alliance monks.

'Then what should we do now...'

'Quiet. ’

At this moment, Lin Chen's spiritual consciousness suddenly fluctuated, causing the other two to fall silent. It was also at this time that they noticed that the surrounding environment had suddenly changed significantly.

It was no longer a dark forest, but a... cemetery.

There were densely packed graves on both sides of the road, and the graves were raised like small hills, forming countless graves.

The graves had no edge at first glance, extending all the way to the depths of darkness in the distance. Even under the light of the blood moon, they were still blurry, with only vague outlines left.

However, these graves were not enough to make the Yuanying demons afraid. What really made their scalps tingle was the figures kneeling in front of the graves.

Their bodies were stiff and motionless, but they heard creepy cries.

They were the crying spirits of the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan that Lin Chen and others had just said they would fight.

Just one of the previous beings, under the blessing of the power of the Transformation Realm, was enough to bury a Yuanying, but the cemetery in front of them was more than tens of millions.

Just looking at this point, we can understand why the higher the realm, the lower the possibility of cross-level challenge, because the gap between high-level cultivators is probably greater than the gap between species!

Woo woo woo ~

At this moment, the eternal silence that seemed like death was broken, and strange cries came from both sides of the road, constantly overlapping and echoing, and became louder and louder in this area.

The good news is that under the influence of this cry, the unknown eternal silence just now was broken, and they will no longer suffer from the silent threat of death.

The bad news is that the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan is being born from them.

Originally, under the protection of Lin Chen and others, several Jindan cultivators who could barely survive died completely at this moment, and strange faces of sadness and crying appeared on their bodies. Then the whole figure left the team and walked straight out, becoming one of the kneeling and crying in this endless cemetery.

However, Lin Chen and his friends did not care about this. They were more concerned about the situation of the coffin in front of them.

At this time, in the core position of the team, in the black coffin, there was a sudden sound of collision. The movement was very loud, and the whole coffin shook violently. It seemed that something inside was stimulated and awakened.

Even the movement became more and more huge, and the surrounding environment also showed obvious strange phenomena. Layers of black ice were born and condensed on this road that seemed to be in the underworld, spreading frost all over the ground.

‘Is this... the statue of the evil god moving? ! ’

The coffin-carrying demon lord who moved the statue of the evil god's own life magic weapon to the black coffin of the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan saw this scene and his face changed.

However, before several people could react, Lin Chen seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head. The others looked up belatedly and found that an extremely strange thing had happened quietly.

Above their heads, in the sky, there was originally only a blood moon the size of a finger. At some point, it seemed to have fallen from the sky and occupied nearly half of their vision.

The crimson blood light shone on the earth. It was no longer the faint crimson color as before, but seemed to be flowing like real blood.

Under the cover of the blood moon, the movement of the coffin began to become smaller and smaller, until it disappeared. At the end, it slightly opened a gap, and a huge face floated out of the darkness.

Its height alone was as tall as a person, and the eye sockets were empty and weird. Under the crimson blood moon, it had an indescribable evil nature.

This face floated outward little by little, left the road, and finally entered the cemetery. The funeral procession, which had slowed down, set off again, heading towards the dark, seemingly endless path in front of them.

The crying gradually weakened; the scarlet blood light also faded a little bit, as if the blood moon was rising; the eternal silence of death appeared on the road again.

And Lin Chen slightly turned his body and took a look at the scene of the cemetery in the distance.

The figures who were kneeling in front of the graves stood up one after another, like a tide, and moved towards the huge face. Finally, they were buried in a huge grave, and there was no movement anymore, as if they were dead.

But the gloomy atmosphere contained in it made Lin Chen feel creepy, as if there was some great terror brewing in it.

The ancient races...

At this moment, Lin Chen realized that the ancient races that could fight against the ancient cultivators were probably not as simple as imagined.

They were not trees with dog heads, or trees with a larger body and human faces... but they were no different from the human and demon races. They were races that relied on the so-called skills to advance, but they were alien civilizations with their own forms of existence, social systems, cultivation systems, and promotion methods.

For example, the situation in front of him, if he did not infer correctly:

The Seven Emotions Spirit Clan, its powerful foundation, or the system of cultivation, is not like humans, demons, and monsters, which become powerful through cultivation, but more like a meme curse.

Through the continuous dispersion of curses, plundering vitality to enhance, and then gathering, even more terrifying things are born.

And their form of existence seems to be a special parasitic Dao domain where the Nascent Soul is transformed into a God?

And the blood moon in the sky just now, why does it feel so palpitating and familiar?

‘Just now, what happened? ’

As the image of the cemetery became more and more blurred on both sides of the road, the five-tailed demon fox dared to use divine thoughts to transmit the sound at this moment.

‘Isn’t this obvious?’ Zhang Xi, who had been silent for a long time, said in a fluctuating mind, ‘The three souls and seven spirits in the evil god statue were directly taken away by the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan, and with the help of its essence, a more terrifying existence was born.’

‘But isn’t this evil god statue the clone of Si Sui? How could it be…’

‘Under the suppression of this world, the heavy blow of Canghai Tianzun, the power of the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan and the suppression of this Transformation Dao Domain, how much trouble can a clone of Si Sui cause?’

The Coffin-Carrying Demon Lord replied with a gloomy face, but a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

These ancient myriad races, even if they were suppressed by the Heaven-covering Array for millions of years, now, they can have such strange abilities just by returning through special methods. How can he not be shocked?

But what really made him feel strange was the attitude of the two demon lords, Hanba and Tianmo, towards these myriad races.

It is understandable that they helped the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan to erode the Netherworld God and play the dark trick on the Penglai Island of the Immortal Alliance.

But why did they let them transport the statues of the evil gods here one after another, and let the Seven Emotions Spirit Clan take away a trace of Si Sui's power to breed terror? Isn't this helping the enemy?

Although they now have a common enemy, the Immortal Alliance, after the loss of the Great Array of Overturning Heaven and Earth, those who are not of our race must have different hearts, and it is only a matter of time before they become enemies or even mortal enemies.

After all, a little kindness will turn into a big hatred, not to mention two completely different races. In the face of the competition for this small world, no matter how much kindness there is, it will sooner or later turn into mortal enemies.

But the two demon lords don't seem to worry about this at all. Not only do they help these ancient races, they are also helping the old god Si Sui to expand his faith in the outside world...

Are they so confident that even if the world changes drastically in the future and the old gods and the ancient races return, they can still control the situation?

Lin Chen obviously realized this, but his thinking direction was completely different from that of the Demon Lord Carrying Coffins. He did not doubt the suppression ability of the contemporary Heavenly Lord.

The Demon Lord Carrying Coffins had never really seen the power of the Heavenly Lord. After all, that kind of existence rarely made a move, and when it did, it was not in the mortal world, so 99% of the people in this world had never known the true power of the Heavenly Lord.

Even Lin Chen only saw the tip of the iceberg and determined that the Heavenly Lord at least had the power of the Refining Void. As for how far he really went, no one knew.

At least Lin Chen speculated that the Heavenly Lord of the Sea, even at the level of the Refining Void, was probably a rare opponent, and the Heavenly Lord behind the Taoist of Taiyi Xuanmen was probably comparable to the old god Simui in his heyday, and was an existence at the level of "pseudo-harmony".

Of course, these were just guesses, and he could not be sure before they really fought, but what was certain was that even if the old gods and the ancient myriad races returned, the Heavenly Lord would still be the top of this world.

But what Lin Chen couldn't understand was that the Heavenly Demon and the Drought Demon wanted to destroy the Great Array of Overturning Heaven and Earth. He could understand that, after all, they wanted to find the way to the Dao, but why did they want to help the old gods and the ancient races return? What was the benefit of doing so?

Just as everyone in the field was thinking about their own thoughts, the scene on both sides of the road changed again.