What is an immortal?

At the critical moment, in the void ahead of Wulu, an enormous root system of the World Tree suddenly pierced through the void, carving an astonishing trajectory from top to bottom.

The root system emitted unique spatial power fluctuations, tearing the void, forming a vast space fissure that stretched across the front of the fireball.

The fireball plunged into the space fissure, becoming stuck, unable to advance or retreat for the moment.

The tearing force within the space fissure continuously acted upon the fireball, growing stronger and stronger.

With a loud "boom," the fireball's red light surged violently and exploded.

The bursting firelight expanded a hundredfold in an instant, consuming the area of several hundred zhang.

Wulu quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding danger.

The exploding firelight shredded the void already torn by the World Tree, forming a black vortex at the explosion's center, collapsing inward for over a dozen breaths before gradually shrinking until it disappeared.

Simultaneously, not far from the Fire Wing Immortal, dozens of World Tree roots pierced out of thin air, releasing unique spatial fluctuations.

These roots flailed wildly around him, carving complex patterns crisscrossing chaotically.

Soon after, dozens of chaotic space fissures appeared in the void outside the Fire Wing Immortal, lunging towards him.

The Fire Wing Immortal furrowed his brows, about to cast a spell to break the situation, when suddenly, darkness enveloped him, and all his senses vanished instantly.

Just as the dozens of space fissures were about to close in, seemingly about to touch the Fire Wing Immortal, his body suddenly flew sideways, passing through the central area squeezed by two space fissures.

His movement was extremely unnatural, as if pulled abruptly by an invisible strange force, barely avoiding the attack from the space cracks.

Yuan Ming saw this and furrowed his brow slightly, closing his eyes and beginning to focus entirely on sensing.

He knew that the scene just now must have been the work of the Seven Spirits Daoist, and just as he was preparing to pursue, he saw the Seven Spirits Daoist, holding a silver umbrella, appearing out of thin air outside the Shura Palace.

The silver umbrella twirled rapidly, emitting silver light from its surface, isolating the surrounding void turbulence outside.

"Seven Emotions Prohibition!" the Seven Spirits Daoist cried out softly, raising his hand and waving.

The next moment, a seven-colored talisman condensed like a spiritual butterfly, fluttering gracefully and flying into the Shura Palace.

As soon as the talisman entered, the spiritual power of the Shura Palace was instantly sealed, its ability to traverse the void stripped away, like a giant beast bound, falling from the void turbulence, revealing its towering, solemn true form.

At the same time, a huge fireball like a blazing sun rapidly skimmed across the sky, carrying the momentum of incinerating everything, and heavily smashed toward the Shura Palace.

"Break for me!" the Fire Wing Immortal roared furiously, his voice shaking the heavens and earth.

Yuan Ming watched, his thoughts moving, and countless World Tree root systems erupted wildly, wrapping around the Shura Palace like giant green pythons, forming what seemed to be an indestructible ball of vines.

"Boom!" An earth-shattering roar reverberated, causing the void to tremble.

The massive fireball slammed hard onto the vine ball, the explosive firelight like blooming flame flowers engulfing the entire Shura Palace within.

Amidst the reflection of the firelight, everyone's figures appeared vague and blurry.

Before the firelight extinguished, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the blazing sea of flames, like the first ray of light at dawn, piercing through the bonds of darkness.

Within the golden light appeared a golden bell treasure, standing erect in mid-air, exuding a solemn and mysterious aura, heading straight for the Fire Wing Immortal.

The Fire Wing Immortal clapped his palms fiercely, the crimson light in his palms flourishing, and in the void, two gigantic flaming hands condensed immediately, one on the left and one on the right, like two mighty flaming beasts, grim and majestic, holding back the golden bell.

Within the flaming hands was contained the terrifying power of the Fire Emperor's True Intent, with searing flames and fierce firepower, seemingly intending to burn the golden bell to ashes.

However, this golden bell was extraordinary indeed.

This treasure was a spiritual treasure refined by Xi Hezi using Golden Sun Divine Iron through secret technique, and no matter how the flames burned, its color remained unchanged, like an indestructible golden fortress.

At this moment, an abrupt flash of red light from within the golden bell sent a red stele hurtling out, carrying the momentum of thunder, crashing fiercely toward the Fire Wing Immortal.

The Fire Wing Immortal hurriedly dodged, but within sight, a sudden radiant seven-colored light burst forth from the golden bell, manifesting a seven-colored giant hand, which came down fiercely upon him.

This palm carried immense power, as if capable of shaking the heavens and earth.

The Fire Wing Immortal showed a look of shock, preparing to resist with all his might.

Just at this moment, the seven-colored giant palm of the Seven Spirits Daoist suddenly emerged from the side, intercepting it.

The two seven-colored hands collided in the air, producing an ear-splitting roar.

At the moment of collision, within the Outer Soul Hand, an ancient small tripod appeared—it was the Stealing Heaven Tripod.

As soon as the Seven Spirits Daoist's seven-colored giant palm clutched the Stealing Heaven Tripod, the Willpower of Seven Emotions contained within it was swallowed up like a whale absorbing water, causing the seven-colored giant palm to collapse and dissipate instantly.

With no obstacle left, Yuan Ming's Outer Soul Hand landed unimpeded upon the Fire Wing Immortal's crown.

A torrent of Willpower surged into his Sea of Consciousness like a flood, continually assaulting his Divine Soul.

"Ah..."

The Fire Wing Immortal's face immediately displayed an expression of pain, crying out miserably.

Under the assault of the Willpower, his Divine Soul felt as if slashed by thousands of sharp blades, the agony relentless and overwhelming.

At this moment, Yuan Ming spread his arms open, and with a push into the void, a silver light sphere the size of a palace appeared, enveloping the entire Fire Wing Immortal.

This light sphere acted as a barrier separating all things, completely isolating Fire Wing Immortal from the outside world.

Upon seeing this, Seven Spirits Daoist's complexion changed slightly, and it was impossible to intervene now.

Meanwhile, the Soul Destroying Sword appeared out of thin air, descending silently from the void like a specter, carrying a chilling cold intent, directly targeting Fire Wing Immortal's life.

On the sword's blade, the five runes of Yin Erosion, Shattering Soul, Curse, Frenzy Blood, and Annihilation suddenly lit up, weaving into an intricate rune formation from which a Soul Destruction True Intent burst forth, turning into a sharp black sword light that swiftly pierced into Fire Wing Immortal's body.

The moment the sword light descended, it seemed as though a pitiful scream echoed through the air, but it halted immediately.

Under the sword light, Fire Wing Immortal's body showed no external injuries, yet his expression turned hollow in an instant, as if he had lost his soul.

At this moment, a figure of a stern-looking girl appeared out of nowhere, her gaze coldly catching Fire Wing Immortal for a moment, then transforming into a beam of light and returning to the Soul Destroying Sword.

This was the Artifact Spirit of the Soul Destroying Sword, who struck at the critical moment to sever Fire Wing Immortal's Divine Soul in one blow.

Though Fire Wing Immortal's body suffered no damage, the once-powerful Divine Soul within his Sea of Consciousness had turned to dust, leaving only sparse residual souls floating about.

Seeing this, the Dao Seal of Life and Death Reincarnation Path on Yuan Ming suddenly illuminated, with a massive black and white Tai Chi Diagram emerging overhead.

With a thought, he activated the Wheel of Life Divine Power, which absorbed the drifting residual souls and swallowed them into the white light.

These residual souls, though weak, were extremely precious cultivation resources for Yuan Ming who practiced the Life and Death Reincarnation Path.

After completing all this, Yuan Ming waved his hand, and the red stele flew back, suppressing Fire Wing Immortal's corpse before collecting it.

His actions were clean and efficient, without the slightest bit of hesitation.

When Seven Spirits Daoist, along with East Killer, West Killer, and North Killer, arrived beside the silver space, they happened to witness Yuan Ming eliminating Fire Wing Immortal.

All of their expressions changed, showing signs of urgency.

Their original plan was to seize the World Tree, yet they hadn't anticipated encountering such a formidable opponent, clearly making this mission a significant failure.

"You three, break this silver space immediately!"

Seven Spirits Daoist shouted loudly, their voice filled with urgency and tension.

Being a Life Witch Soul Cultivator, though possessing strange methods, they lacked the destructive power compared to Magic Practitioner and Body Cultivation.

To break the seemingly fragile silver space, it had to rely on the other three.

Feeling heavy-hearted, East Killer, West Killer, and North Killer dared not delay for a moment.

The three quickly approached each other, touching palms, and began to cast a secret technique.

A faint light started emanating from them, and their aura began to merge.

The next moment, a burst of light shot skyward from the trio, rushing towards the Nine Heavens.

Instantly, turbulence stirred in the high sky, with fierce winds blowing.

A powerful pressure descended, twisting the surrounding space.

Amidst the muffled rumbling, gales roared and colossal meteorites were summoned forth from the Nine Heavens above.

These meteorites gathered in the void into one enormous black meteorite, carrying a destructive power as they carved a dazzling red flame trail across the sky, fiercely crashing onto the silver space.

"Boom!" A resounding explosion echoed!

The silver space violently trembled under the impact of the black meteorite, ultimately shattering and crumbling into specks of silver light that dispersed into the void.

The blazing black meteorite, after a slight pause in its descent, continued unabated, heading right towards Yuan Ming.

Within the shattered silver space, there was another silver light sphere, half the size, enveloping Yuan Ming.

The black meteorite hit the silver light sphere with a loud "bang", then bounced off and fell to the side.

This meteorite summoning secret technique, prided by the Four-direction Killing Gods, was formidable enough to instill fear even in a Peak of Dharma cultivator.

However, with South Killer suppressed by Yuan Ming, the remaining three could not fully unleash the secret technique's power.

They watched in dismay as the silver light sphere, carrying Yuan Ming's form, vanished into the Void Turbulence like a ghost, ultimately disappearing from their sight.

West Killer, infuriated beyond measure, couldn't help but curse loudly, "How many space treasures does this guy have? How can he escape so easily every time?"

His voice echoed in the void, filled with helplessness and resentment.

Seven Spirits Daoist's face turned ashen, knowing if Yuan Ming wasn't eliminated this time, he would surely become a great threat in the future.

In a flicker of movement, she resolutely pursued into the Void Turbulence through a yet-to-close space rift.

West Killer and North Killer followed closely, enraged, rushing into the unknown realm.

Seeing this, East Killer wanted to stop them but was already too late, sighing, he gritted his teeth and followed in.