What is an immortal?

After Seven Spirits Daoist and others entered the Void Turbulence, they found themselves amidst chaos and void, as if in another world.

Shortly after entering the Void Turbulence, they saw Yuan Ming standing quietly inside a silver light sphere.

His face appeared even more mysterious and unfathomable under the illumination of the light sphere, looking at them mockingly, his eyes filled with disdain and provocation.

Seven Spirits Daoist's heart tightened, instantly calming down.

He knew the situation was dangerous, but it was too late to escape.

The space rift behind them had closed, while countless roots of the World Tree pierced the void from the front, striking towards them.

Seven Spirits Daoist waved his hand, and the seven-colored giant palm and seven-colored talisman flew out simultaneously, using both the Seven Emotions Great Handprint and the Seven Emotions Prohibition together.

While blocking the attack of the World Tree roots, he also attempted to seal the roots' Spiritual Power.

East Killer shouted, and West Killer and North Killer quickly gathered beside him, the three standing back to back, Protective Treasure Light flickering, jointly casting magic to resist the tidal assault.

However, the World Tree had the power to penetrate the void, and its numerous roots were dense as hemp, awe-inspiring at a glance.

Despite the considerable strength of East Killer and the others, they were overwhelmed by the overwhelming roots, unable to fully withstand them.

In just a brief moment, each was hit by the roots, their bodies swaying.

Seven Spirits Daoist, being careless, was tightly entwined on the arm by a creeper that silently appeared behind.

The creeper greedily sucked his vitality, his arm shriveling rapidly as if all life force had been drained.

Just as Seven Spirits Daoist was about to use the Seven Emotions Breaking Order to break free, Yuan Ming's figure flashed out from the silver light sphere, appearing in front of her in an instant.

Yuan Ming clenched his right arm into a fist, and slammed it fiercely towards the chest of Seven Spirits Daoist.

Seven Spirits Daoist had no way to avoid it and had to take the blow head-on.

A muffled "boom" sounded, her chest caved inward under Yuan Ming's fist, an invisible barrier emerged, blocking the punch, but she was still sent flying, and a jade pendant hanging at her waist shattered into powder upon impact.

"Don't disperse!"

East Killer shouted lowly, bringing the other two to quickly gather beside Seven Spirits Daoist, guarding her in the center.

At this moment, Yuan Ming did not continue pursuing but watched them from afar, wearing a strange smile.

Seeing this, Seven Spirits Daoist felt alarmed, sensing an inexplicable crisis but unable to determine its source.

Yuan Ming's lips moved faintly as he slowly uttered two words: "Shared Fate!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his fist, his Qi Blood Power surged violently, and slammed into his own chest.

This sudden act of self-violence left Seven Spirits Daoist and the others stunned, completely unable to comprehend Yuan Ming's intentions.

With a loud "bang," Yuan Ming's body exploded instantly, splattering flesh and bones in a blood mist inside the silver light sphere.

Almost simultaneously, the bodies of Seven Spirits Daoist and the Three Killing Gods burst apart in a series of explosions, blood light scattering in the Void Turbulence.

The next moment, within the silver light sphere, Yuan Ming's shattered bones reconnected, and the scattered flesh rapidly amalgamated; under the mysterious power of the Undying Body, his physical form swiftly reassembled.

Meanwhile, under the impact of the Shared Life Divine Power, although Seven Spirits Daoist and the Three Killing Gods did not perish on the spot, they were gravely injured, their breath weakening.

Yuan Ming looked at their broken bodies, a smug smile playing at the corner of his lips.

With a wave of his hand, the Shura Palace instantly expanded a hundredfold, spreading into the surrounding void.

Its ability to traverse the void activated, gradually becoming virtual and transparent, enveloping the shattered bodies and collecting them into the Shura Palace.

Subsequently, Yuan Ming imprisoned them within a Level 6 Magic Array inside Yin Capital City, and he himself returned to the Shura Palace, arriving outside of the Extreme Fire Realm.

There, a towering red stele stood, suppressing the robust body of a Red Eyebrow Taoist beneath.

The stele was the Xi He Tablet, and the taoist was the Fire Wing Immortal.

Upon Yuan Ming's arrival, Xi Hezi's figure lightly flew out from the red stele, like a wisp of smoke, elusive.

"The Divine Soul within this person has completely vanished, and the Nascent Soul has begun to dissipate. Though I intervened to stabilize the Nascent Soul, the effect is minimal. Had you arrived a step later, he would likely be beyond salvation." Xi Hezi sighed lightly.

"Thank you, elder, for your assistance." Hearing this, Yuan Ming cupped his hands in gratitude.

Then, with a thought, a black and white Tai Chi Diagram appeared above his head, slowly rotating, white light flickering, gradually condensing into a vague figure, the Divine Soul of the Fire Wing Immortal.

Yuan Ming waved his hand, a gentle force holding the Divine Soul of the Fire Wing Immortal, gently sending it back into his body.

As the Divine Soul returned, the dissipating Nascent Soul of the Fire Wing Immortal gradually stabilized.

A moment later, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw Yuan Ming standing right in front of him, Fire Wing Immortal's eye twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He was well aware of his current predicament; the Soul Destroying Sword was piercing through his Dantian, pressing against the Nascent Soul, and any slight movement could lead to a catastrophe.

"It seems that Seven Spirits Daoist and the others also failed to succeed; ultimately, you managed to escape anyway..." Fire Wing Immortal sighed softly, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness.

"Escape? Haha... You are far too pessimistic. Those few are currently imprisoned elsewhere, and their situation may not be much better than yours." Yuan Ming laughed upon hearing this and shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Fire Wing Immortal's body stiffened, and he tightly fixed his gaze on Yuan Ming, attempting to discern some clue from his expression.

Yuan Ming's face displayed only ease and naturalness, with no trace of deceit.

"Fellow Daoist, your skills are impressive; I concede. Kill or cut, as you please." Fire Wing Immortal sighed deeply, finally resigning himself to fate.

"If I truly wanted to kill or cut, why would I bother saving you? You now have two choices: either submit to me or die once more." Yuan Ming smiled.

"Having died once, I do not wish to die again. Since Fellow Daoist Yuan has given me this opportunity, I naturally cannot ignore the circumstances. I choose to submit. Tell me, should we establish a Divine Soul Contract or plant a Forbidden Seal?" Fire Wing Immortal hesitated momentarily before sighing in response.

Yuan Ming was somewhat surprised by the other's cooperation.

"No need to be tense; establishing a contract is too cumbersome. I only need to plant a Divine Soul Rune within you. From then on, you must worship the Nether Moon God, pray daily, and provide me with Desire Power." He smiled slightly.

Later, Yuan Ming planted the Soul Descent Rune in Fire Wing Immortal and sealed a portion of his Mana.

After explaining some information about the Nether Moon God, he took him to Yin Capital City.

...

In the south of Yin Capital City, a desolate courtyard appeared especially bleak.

Seven towering stone pillars, like the fingers of ancient gods, pierced the sky. Chains entwined with blue-purple lightning connected them, forming a mysterious circular Array.

At the center of this Array, Seven Spirits Daoist meditated with eyes closed, fully focusing on Breathing Control, attempting to soothe his wounds.

The Four-direction Killing Gods occupied the northeast, south, and west, respectively, casting Magic together. Strong fluctuations of Mana rippled through the air around them as they tried to break the Forbidden Array.

Among them, South Killer, the first person captured by Yuan Ming, had the lightest injuries at the moment.

Radiant beams erupted from each of their bodies, soaring into the skies, seemingly trying to tear through the firmament.

Above Shura Palace, the Void began to tremble violently, with flashes of crimson light as if swarms of meteorites were converging here like shooting stars.

"Stop it all."

With a gentle wave of his hand, Yuan Ming made Shura Palace move skillfully through Void Turbulence, as though it was Virtualized.

The meteorites summoned by the joint efforts of the Four-direction Killing Gods quickly dissipated in the Void, unable to lock onto their position, while East Killer, West Killer, and North Killer wasted the Mana they had worked hard to consolidate.

Yuan Ming waved his hand once more, and runes on the stone pillars of the Array gleamed brightly. Giant Thunderbolt Whip locks extended from the pillars, furiously striking at the Four-direction Killing Gods.

Amidst the crackling sound of thunder, the electrical light within the Array scattered, and sparks flew.

The Killing Gods, already heavy with injuries, were beaten until they howled in anguish, compelled to cease their efforts.

Seven Spirits Daoist, seeing Fire Wing Immortal trailing behind Yuan Ming, had a glimmer of surprise in his eyes: "Fire Wing Immortal, you're still alive?"

"Cough, cough, I did die once but was brought back to life." Fire Wing Immortal coughed lightly twice, his voice slightly weak.

"So, you've betrayed the Three Realms Sect?" Seven Spirits Daoist's tone unveiled coldness.

"You can call it whatever you like. I've died once, and this life is now my own, no longer tied to the Three Realms Sect." Fire Wing Immortal said flatly.

Yuan Ming did not wish to hear more of their entangled disputes, so directly asserted: "Say no more; you, like Fire Wing Immortal, have two choices: either submit or die."

"City Lord Yuan, you really don't understand the consequences of opposing the Demon World. Actually, you now have two choices: either join the Three Realms Sect and submit to the Demon Clan, or..." Seven Spirits Daoist sneered.

Before she could finish, "bang bang" explosion noises rang out once again.

Yuan Ming did not hesitate to employ Shared Life Divine Power, causing his Physical Body to self-destruct.

Seven Spirits Daoist and the three Killing Gods except for South Killer then had their bodies explode, almost entirely losing fighting capability.

This visage stunned both South Killer and Fire Wing Immortal.

By the time Yuan Ming's form re-gathered and restored, Fire Wing Immortal was still in shock.

South Killer looked at Yuan Ming as if observing a monster.

With a gentle hand wave, Outer Soul Hand appeared out of thin air, and a seven-colored Giant Palm, like a mountain range, reached into the bodies of the Four-direction Killing Gods; the overwhelming Desire Power crushed their Divine Souls, with the Nascent Soul sealed within, unable to move.

As for Seven Spirits Daoist, being a Soul Cultivator, ordinary Nascent Soul sealing techniques were minimally effective against her.

Thus, Yuan Ming concentrated his mind, forming a Desire Power cage out of nothing, firmly imprisoning Seven Spirits Daoist's Divine Soul within, like being trapped in an Endless Abyss.