The Unruly Immortals

Li Huowang's body disintegrated; his limbs, his organs, and his head all seemed disconnected, spreading out in the water.

And this was just the outcome from a glance from Fusheng Heaven; the other side didn't do anything else.

"Am I going to die?" As this thought flashed through Li Huowang's mind, his consciousness immediately began to dissipate.

Faced with impending death, Li Huowang felt no fear, only an intense unwillingness in his heart.

"No! I can't die! I absolutely cannot die! If I die, who will resurrect Suisui!! I absolutely cannot die!!"

As Li Huowang declared this with unwavering determination, his supposedly dead body stirred again, and under the soaking sea water, Li Huowang's split body began to revitalize, growing various malformed organs.

At this moment, a water sleeve covered in white feathers, like a chain, passed through the remnants of Li Huowang, taking away his death and finally freeing Li Huowang from the brink of death.

Li Huowang's brain began to spin rapidly, knowing that although he couldn't die now, he couldn't do anything in this state and had to find a way to regain his mobility!

Quickly recalling his allies' abilities, Li Huowang immediately devised a plan.

A large pupil with limbs like fractured infant limbs waved three of its limbs, dragging Li Huowang's half mouth, swiftly swam to the overlapping Five Tathagatas.

He was currently fighting with Fusheng Heaven's Fate Commander, anything targeted by it would be betrayed by its own flesh and blood.

However, not all had an effect, as some fleshless Fate Commanders posed no threat to it.

Taking advantage of a gap created by the fiery divine beast's assistance nearby, Li Huowang shouted loudly towards the Five Wisdoms: "Five Wisdoms! Use your abilities to help me!"

As Li Huowang's voice fell, the five mouths of the Five Wisdom Tathagatas spoke simultaneously, a certain overlapping Buddhist scripture began to spread with the trembling of black water.

"Gate gate pāragate pārasamgate bodhi svāhā, based on the perfection of wisdom...."

When the sound of the sutra entered Li Huowang's ears, and that he smelled the incense of the temple, his body began to grow various flesh fillings into the cracking gaps.

Not long after, Li Huowang had a new body, though this new body looked like the Buddha from Zhende Temple, strange and twisted.

However, at this moment, Li Huowang couldn't care about anything else; he immediately reached into his head as fast as he could, forcibly pulling out his memories of Fusheng Heaven.

Seeing the surrounding transparent water turn into a dim black, colorful as it was before, and the things in the distance were no longer visible, Li Huowang could finally heave a sigh of relief.

Although the big trouble was resolved, the matter was far from over.

Looking at the chaos before him and others fighting alongside Fate Commanders, Huowang, dragging his bloated and disfigured body, lifted his knife and charged towards them with a roar.

A bullet came shooting over, and with Li Huowang sharply raising his knife, accompanied by the crisp sound of "dang", the bullet was deflected back.

He fiercely slashed down on a shadow's chest, the scalding blood sprayed onto Li Huowang's face, intensifying the killing intent in his eyes.

With continuous fighting, the growing number of wounds on Li Huowang's body did not weaken him, instead, he fought even more fiercely.

Another stab into a person's head with a swift pull downward, the internal organs immediately flowed out through the gap.

Just as he was about to continue, Li Huowang suddenly felt himself stumble. Looking down, he saw it was Zhao Lei missing an ear.

He seemed gravely injured, as if he was about to die, his right hand missing two fingers weakly waved towards him.

Zhao Lei's lips, turning pale, used his last bit of strength to grab tightly onto Li Huowang, saying, "Li Huowang... I lied to you... You didn't actually steal my magnet... it's still there... I just feared they'd covet it...."

"Don't die! At least not here! Die when you return to the White Jade Capital! Otherwise, your Heavenly Dao will be taken by someone else!" An anxious Li Huowang forcibly dragged him up.

Immediately, he looked around, saw Yang Na's back in the distance, and Li Huowang shouted loudly: "Wu Sheng Mother! Come quickly! Take away the death on him!"

"I also have my own little... thoughts... but... none of you care... you're all just using me...."

Zhao Lei said this as his eyes began to roll up, and his pupils gradually dilated.

"Heh... you think... I've lost? That's... not necessarily... I just... won't comply with your wishes.."

With his eyes void and lifeless, Zhao Lei spoke his last words to the empty sky. Opening his mouth, he spat a large mouthful of blood onto Li Huowang's chest, then his body could no longer move.

Li Huowang viciously tossed Zhao Lei's corpse to the ground, grasped his knife, and charged back into the downpour of the battlefield.

But looking at the undiminished enemies before him, Li Huowang realized he couldn't continue like this! People had already died, continuing like this would only cause more deaths! They must retreat to the White Jade Capital immediately!

He turned his head and shouted loudly to Zhao Shuangdian: "Get the others out! Retreat back! I'll cover the rear!"

Just as Li Huowang's voice fell, a staff came whooshing through the air, hitting his head squarely.

This time the impact was heavy, and Li Huowang felt a buzzing explosion in his mind, he even heard the crack of his own skull breaking.

A dizzy Li Huowang watched as his opponent once again raised their staff, ready to smash it directly onto his forehead.

The strength was immense, and if it hit, his entire head might be crushed.

Seeing the moment the staff was about to strike, Li Huowang sobered instantly, with a swift shift in position, dodging a yard away, avoiding the attack.

Seizing the opportunity when his opponent's old strength just expired and new strength had yet to arise, Li Huowang reversed his weapon, holding the military knife backwards, stabbing into his opponent's chest.

At this moment, Li Huowang's chest suddenly ached, looking down he saw crimson blood seeping continuously from his left abdomen, he was shot.

Pressing on his abdominal wound, Li Huowang turned to face the three grim gun barrels aimed at him in the distance.

Rage mixed with killing intent pummeled the little rationality Li Huowang had left as he roared loudly towards the distant gun barrels.

Just as the gunshots rang out, Li Huowang reached back and pulled without hesitation, the clattering sounded, the Copper Coin Sword stretched suddenly, the red line wrapped around coins, swung like a red afterimage.

"Om Zhen Guang Li Da Ling Ling Lie!"

Accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and flesh tearing, the bullets, guns, and even the men were sliced in half by Li Huowang's Copper Coin Sword.