The Mortal Immortal

On the floating island of the human race in Tianyuan, the densely packed monks covered the entire floating island.

The gray mist that emerged from the depths of Tianyuan was like the tentacles of a shadow, submerging the entire floating island. The monks who were sitting cross-legged on the floating island no longer inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy, but instead this extremely strange gray mist. Everyone was silent, very strange!

The Green Lotus King followed Shu Han floating over the floating island, looking at the monks below who were as silent as corpses, and got goose bumps all over his body. He said in a secretive manner: "It's so fucking weird! These monks feel that they have completely lost their independent souls and have become a walking corpse."

"Isn't that the case with the followers of God?"

After the two carefully observed the monks who were inhaling and exhaling gray mist, they found that twisting black tentacles would gradually grow on their bodies. Some monks were already covered with black tentacles, while others had just emerged, looking like they were parasitized by something.

"You said these people are equivalent to the followers of the Yuming clan?"

Shu Han nodded: "They also use the power of nothingness, and their minds are also occupied by nothingness. Although these people do not have the same armor as the followers of the gods, these black tentacles have greatly strengthened their bodies and spells, and also occupied their minds. So it is not an exaggeration to say that they are alternative followers of the gods."

When Shu Han was talking to King Qinglian, suddenly a monk sitting cross-legged below suddenly screamed with his teeth and claws bared. King Qinglian and Shu Han hurried over and saw that the black tentacles on the monk's body grew wildly, quickly eroding every inch of his flesh and blood. Soon the monk was devoured completely, and a hideous tentacle monster broke out of the monk's body.

The new monster was like a living demon, constantly rolling up the monks around with its tentacles, devouring them endlessly and crazily. The momentum it exuded was extremely powerful, and the low hum it emitted was also bewitching, making people feel severe pain in their souls.

However, before the monster could be arrogant for too long, silver wedges flew from all directions. The silver wedges were like a brand, hitting the monster heavily. The flesh and blood blessed by the silver wedges immediately emitted bursts of pungent smoke, and the monster screamed in pain, trying to get rid of the silver wedges, but the silver wedges flew from all directions, more and more, and finally suppressed the monster.

"Sealing Evil Immortal Method!"

Shu Han was very surprised. He was familiar with these silver wedges. They were the sealing evil immortal methods he often used.

Then, four fusion-stage monks flew from all directions and sealed the monster back tacitly. Shu Han carefully examined the four people. The four people's bodies were already filled with the power of nothingness. They were already "gods" who fully controlled the power of nothingness!

After dealing with this out-of-control monster, the screams of monks were heard in the distance. It was obvious that someone else failed to successfully integrate the power of nothingness, and was swallowed up by the power of nothingness and transformed into a monster of nothingness.

The four people quickly sealed the monster like puppets, and then went to deal with other events without stopping.

Looking at the entire floating island, Shu Han found that the proportion of cultivators on the floating island who could successfully integrate the power of nothingness was very low. Most people will be swallowed by nothingness at different stages and become monsters that only know how to kill.

"This is too much! I feel that most of these people will die miserably!"

Shu Han nodded: "This is the way Tianyuan cultivates disciples, but this method is far less mature than the Yuming clan. It is very primitive. It directly infuses the power of nothingness into the body of the cultivator. There is no technique to help the fusion, so the success rate is very low. It is far less advanced than the Yuming clan! The Yuming clan's "Nine Saints Yuming Immortal Art" is probably a technique specifically used to integrate the power of nothingness. With such a technique, the Yuming clan can cultivate disciples as numerous as mountains and seas."

"But how many cultivators need to die to cultivate a disciple! This... It happened in your human territory, and you humans don't care about it? "

Shu Han snorted: "If there were really people who cared, how could Tianyuan become like this? And the human race's authorities probably don't want to care!"

"Look at these cultivators on the floating island, most of them are in the Nascent Soul Transformation God stage. The human race is huge, and there are countless Nascent Soul Transformation God cultivators. The death of batches may not be a big deal to the authorities. Besides..."

Shu Han pointed in a direction, and saw that the cultivator with tentacles on his body suddenly opened his eyes, and all the tentacles on his body were automatically retracted into his body, looking no different from ordinary people. Then he automatically floated up, like a ripe fruit, waiting to be picked.

"This person has already initially integrated the power of nothingness. He was originally in the late Nascent Soul stage. Guess what his combat power is now?"

Qinglian King shook his head: "How can I tell such a thing!?"

"At least he can rival the ordinary late-stage God Transformation!"

Shu Han said: "In the human race, generally speaking, only one cultivator who breaks through the God Transformation realm will be born among thousands of late-stage Nascent Souls. And now, under the guidance of the power of nothingness, it is easy for Nascent Soul cultivators to obtain the combat power of God Transformation. The death of some people is a normal loss for the entire tribe. Moreover, even if these people do not die, they will suffer great damage if they are placed in the outside world to practice on their own, fight each other, and explore secret realms."

"Therefore, accepting the power of nothingness is a way to quickly increase the number of high-level combat power of the population! The efficiency of the Yuming tribe is dozens of times that of this place, so the Yuming tribe can grow from a small tribe in the past to a large tribe that looks down on the entire spiritual world."

Qinglian King sighed: "Then isn't this equivalent to being a running dog of nothingness in exchange for a short-term prosperity?"

"Who said it's not?"

"I can understand small tribes, after all, I am from a small tribe in Wanfang Continent. Small tribes are in danger in the Spirit World Continent, and will not let go of any opportunity to improve the strength of the tribe. For us, being a lackey of nothingness is not that difficult to accept. Anyway, if we don't become a lackey of nothingness, we have to be a lackey of a big tribe. We are all lackeys, and being a lackey of nothingness may be glorious for a while! Look at the Yuming tribe, which has been glorious for millions of years!"

"But the human race, such a great tribe, also does this kind of thing. Isn't this just killing the goose that lays the golden eggs? It's completely stupid!"

Shu Han shrugged: "Who said it wasn't?"

Shu Han's eyes were cold: "So this time when I return, I have to Let's clean up the human race! I will raise the banner of defense against nothingness and gather all the races in the spirit world to fight against the Yuming race. But my human race has to become another Yuming race. Isn't that a slap in my face? "

"Whoever dares to get involved in this matter will be killed without mercy!"

"Good!"

The Green Lotus King applauded excitedly: "So domineering! It's not easy. I think that little kid who hid and cheated in the past has grown to this point. I am in tears and feel relieved! Venerable Tiandao, you are so domineering, when will you also restore my Xuanlian race?"

"Xuanlian race? Are you sure your race is still alive and well in the Wanfang Continent?"

The Green Lotus King's face darkened.

"I'm really not sure!"