C1 Immortals Who Have Lived for Billions of Years

At the peak of the Nine Extreme Zephyr, the Yin Master raised his pulse. In a paradise, the concentration of spirit energy could turn into fog. Countless rare and precious beasts lived here, some tens of thousands of meters long, coiled on top of a mountain; some had three heads and six arms, emitting an aura that no one could defend against; some were legendary Divine Beasts, Azure Dragon White Tigers …

Right now, all of these beasts were very quiet as they looked at the center piece of land. All of this was because of one person, no, he couldn't be considered a human. He was an immortal, the last immortal.

Hundreds of tribes were gathered in a hall. Over ten thousand people were gathered around a coffin. Next to the coffin were rows and rows of cabinets that contained tens of millions of pills.

The coffin was made of Primordial Profound Stone and it was extremely hard. There were nine golden dragons with nine claws engraved on it, looking very lifelike. At this moment, the coffin was still open, and a young man was sitting inside with a smile on his face.

From the demon's point of view, it was as dense as an ant meeting. As far as demon beasts were concerned, these people were somewhat insignificant. After all, the size of a human was too small. However, the imposing aura these people exuded were comparable to those of demon beasts.

Normally, these people would be super crazy people who could fight, and nothing could disappoint them.

However, there was a trace of sadness on everyone's faces. The oldest and most tyrannical person respectfully kowtowed three times to the person inside the coffin. The old man's face was covered by a totem that did not hide his sadness.

"Immortal Ancestor Xuanyang, are you sure you want to do this?"

The young man's face was filled with indifference as he lay down in the coffin and said, "This Immortal has lived for too long. High Priest, I remember that when your great-grandfather (the great-grandfather of the High Priest's father) died, I took care of him. That was hundreds of thousands of years ago. I really have enough of living. "

The High Priest knew that he wouldn't be able to stop this last Immortal, but he refused to give up and said, "These 173 tribes represent a total of 173 Immortals. Although these 173 Immortals have reached their peak in power, none of them have escaped the cycle of reincarnation and perished. "Right now, you're the only immortal left. You still don't have a son, and you don't have a tribe that belongs to you."

Furthermore, even though the deity has only you, immortal ancestor Xuanyang, if your subordinate is not mistaken, you are not the longest living immortal ancestor.

Xuanyang sat up, and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the High Priest, "I remember that your cultivation is only a step away from becoming Immortal, but your lifespan is coming to an end. "Sigh, you won't be able to see how difficult it is to become an immortal. It's also great to know when you'll die."

The old man still wanted to argue with him, but he was interrupted by Xuanyang: "Enough, I have already decided. Moreover, I have already consumed 30 million poison pills to purify it, so it's impossible to dispel it. "Just patiently wait for death."

After taking one last look at the world, Xuanyang no longer wanted to stay. He removed the connection between his own storage ring and threw a High Priest, causing Xuanyang to immediately lie down.

"Remember, I will seal off this region after I place the coffin. I do not wish for anyone to disturb me after I die. If I do not die, I hope that I will be able to sleep forever."

"Now, we will begin storing the poisonous creatures within the coffin."

Knowing that the immortal ancestor had made his decision, the High Priest sighed and placed the most poisonous objects in the world by Xuanyang's side. All of these were personally collected by Xuanyang. Some of the poisonous objects were even a threat to immortals. If these poisonous substances were mixed together, perhaps even the deities wouldn't be able to withstand it!

After personally putting away the poison, the High Priest's voice was still shaky. "Seal the coffin."

The eight burly men lifted the coffin lid that was also made from Primordial Profound Stones with much difficulty and slowly closed the lid.

"Bury." As soon as the High Priest finished his sentence, the rest of the people who were in the process of being buried hurriedly sent a few people to help the High Priest up and transport spiritual power into his body. The sharp-eyed man looked at the High Priest's hand and asked, "High Priest, is this your hand?"

When the High Priest saw that his hand was already starting to rot, he pursed his lips into a smile and said, "Earlier, I didn't use any immortal power from the immortal ancestor to detoxify the poison. This is how it should be, this is how it should be!"

After burying the Immortal Ancestor's coffin, everyone turned to look at the High Priest.

"High Priest, the immortal ancestor has just been buried. Why are you doing this?"

The High Priest seemed to have used all of his strength to stand up straight. His voice was filled with spiritual energy as he said, "If the immortal ancestor is still alive, then we will have gained his respect." Now that the Immortal Ancestor has passed away, we have to protect the Immortal land of the Immortal Ancestor. Not only must you have the living to protect you, you must also have the dead to accompany you. "

"Cough cough, I've already been poisoned and my life is coming to an end. I now acknowledge you as the seventeenth generation High Priest. "After I die, I will be buried next to the Celestial Ancestor. I want to follow the Celestial Ancestor for all eternity, and also bury the place where I died with deadly poison so that no one can disturb the Celestial Ancestor."

The High Priest's voice became weaker and weaker, but everyone was listening attentively. The High Priest's voice seemed to have returned to reality as his voice became louder and louder.

"All of you are willing to pledge your lives to pursue the Immortal Ancestor and to serve as his slaves."

"My clan of Immortal Servant will once again become a guardian of coffins, living, vowing to protect Xuanyang Ancestral Immortal Grounds until my Immortal Servant is completely destroyed. When I die, I will transform into a ghost and follow the immortal ancestor."

One hundred seventy-three tribes and thirteen thousand people were all half-kneeling on the ground as they spoke in unison. Their voices shook the heavens and the earth, shaking the hearts of those demon clan members who had not dared to attack for tens of thousands of years.

Xuanyang, who was inside the coffin, naturally couldn't hear the bravado of the Immortal Servant family. These Ancient Profound Stones could cut off everything, and even the consciousness of immortals could be isolated.

Recalling his life, Xuanyang closed his eyes and smiled. He was born of a noble family, and he spent a thousand years to become an immortal. He was not considered a peerless genius, but it was enough to despise everyone.

After becoming an Immortal, although one's power would not become tyrannical, one would still be considered to be of the upper class.

Then, what they were curious about started. Although everyone's goal was to survive and live forever, immortals would still die and be reincarnated.

Then Xuanyang began to enjoy life, waiting for the cycle of death.

And then …

An immortal who had ascended earlier than Xuanyang, Xuanyang had made him suffer to death.

An immortal who had ascended just like Xuanyang, Xuanyang had made him suffer till he died.

The deity that ascended after Xuanyang, Xuanyang killed him. From then on, Xuanyang got a nickname — Sage Alchemist.

After hundreds of thousands of years, only then did Xuanyang realize that there were only two deities left in the world.

Xuanyang thought that the two of them only had a longer lifespan and would die sooner or later. Although our deity was the last one to ascend, look, that deity is still alive and well now!

Dammit, did that deity die yesterday?

Alright, there is only one last immortal in this world, Immortal Xuanyang.

Xuanyang wanted to die, so much so that he went crazy.

He had hidden his cultivation to the most violent wild beast, the Mystic Tiger Nine Serenities, to provoke him. In the end, three of its teeth fell off and Xuanyang was sent home in tears.

One must know that the Primal Chaos Immortal Phoenix was the most protective vicious beast of all. In the end, it was swallowed by someone and refined for three hundred years. Those three hundred years of the Primal Chaos Immortal Phoenix's life was like a year. The Chaos Immortal Phoenix begged Xuanyang to come out, so he refused to come out. In the end, the Immortal Phoenix spent a lot of effort to cut its own stomach and sent Xuanyang back home, along with two of its eggs.

He had done too many things before. After Xuanyang became immortal, he did not kill a single demon, but he made countless demons tremble in fear when they heard his name.

At that time, wherever Xuanyang's idol was, no more monsters would appear there.

However, Xuanyang had lived enough. He had experienced too many deaths, witnessed too many people's ups and downs, and had died from old age.

Xuanyang wanted to die. He wanted to go crazy; countless demons wanted him to die as well. In the end, it turned out that Xuanyang was still alive and well. Countless demons had died, and their heir had gone crazy from hoping that Xuanyang would die.

With such a cycle, the demons dispersed from generation to generation. Xuanyang watched them die. The tragic thing was that some of the demons were forgotten by their descendants. Only Xuanyang remembered that they existed in this world before, and they were also the hegemons and tyrants of this generation.

After that, Xuanyang could not stand it anymore. He personally searched for the world's most poisonous thing to refine the world's most poisonous pill. And since the pill was a perfect pill, it maximized its toxicity.

According to Xuanyang's calculations, these things that were refined by an immortal were said to be from ten immortals, hmm! Ten might not die from poison, but the five of them would definitely be able to relax.

Xuanyang's eyes began to tremble and his consciousness began to dissipate.

Am I finally going to die? He could finally accompany that person.

'Finally, I can become an immortal! '