Aspiring to the Immortal Path

"Ah!" Tang Jie shouted as he awoke from the dream.

Looking around, he found himself floating in the air, gazing at the Martial Lord's statue, and he sighed in relief.

Xu Miaoran heard his cry of alarm and asked him what had happened. After some thought, Tang Jie shook his head and replied, "I'm fine."

Calming himself, Tang Jie once more gazed at the statue, his heart brimming with admiration. After all, he had never heard of anyone in the past ten thousand years who dared to swing their axe at the Heavenly Dao. The daring of the Martial Lord alone was enough to earn his admiration.

As Tang Jie came to his senses, the thousands of Dao Wills gradually ceased to be. The Sovereign Blade ceased its transformations and fell into Tang Jie's hand, and all became peaceful.

The statue had now lost all of its intimidating pressure, and the Dao Runes on its body had completely disappeared.

Xu Miaoran and the Vermillion Bird were both startled by this development, but Tang Jie had a vague idea of what was going on.

And that massive statue cracked apart and toppled over.

"Husband!" Xu Miaoran shouted, no longer able to restrain herself.

Tang Jie sighed. "The world won't tolerate it? Is the world not able to tolerate it?"

Since the Martial Lord had dared to swing his weapon at the heavens, he had to endure the wrath of the heavens. His appearance, person, and Dao were all forbidden to appear in this world.

Tang Jie hadn't felt anything when first learning the Weapon Mantra, but after comprehending the complete Weapon Dao, he could finally feel a sense of repulsion from the world. Fortunately, he had comprehended the Dao of Fate. Even though severing the threads of Fate meant it was very difficult to use Fate power to protect himself, at least he could see and evade, and at least he had those threads of Fate created by incense to protect him. Thus, it presented no problem for the moment. Over time, however, it was bound to constantly frustrate him.

As the statue crumbled into dust and a cloud rose into the air, a green light suddenly shot up from the ground and flew toward Tang Jie.

Tang Jie grabbed it and found that it was a silk box. Within the box was a pill.

The pill was completely white, and in its center was a small hole that constantly spun like a vortex. It constantly produced white tendrils of energy and sucked them back in a constant cycle—an eerie sight that left Tang Jie feeling dizzy.

Was this actually the Martial Lord's last inheritance?

Just when Tang Jie was about to take the pill…

"Husband!" Xu Miaoran shouted, her face pale.

Tang Jie glanced at her, understanding what she meant.

In the end, she couldn't help but be worried.

Tang Jie replied, "Without the Martial Lord, I would have never gotten this far. No matter what, I don't believe such a person would hurt me."

He picked up the pill and attempted to swallow it, but he found that his body somewhat rejected it. After some thought, he understood what was happening and separated himself into his original body and avatar.

As expected, the original body immediately exuded a desire for the pill while the avatar seemed to dislike it. And the world's rejection was only targeted at the original body, not affecting the avatar in the slightest.

Tang Jie didn't mind this, and the original body threw the pill into its mouth.

Everyone stared at him, wanting to see what effects it would have, Xu Miaoran so nervous that her heart almost leaped out of her chest.

But Tang Jie simply smacked his lips and remarked, "There's no reaction at all."

No reaction?

They had worked so hard to get here and unlock the last level, worked up the resolve to take the pill, only to get no reaction?

They didn't want to believe their ears!

But that was the reality. Tang Jie couldn't feel the slightest change in any aspect. That pill had entered his body and disappeared like a doll thrown into the ocean, without stirring a single ripple. He was also somewhat unable to understand this, resentfully saying, "Maybe too long has passed and it expired."

'Expired'…

Xu Miaoran and the others were speechless.

In the end, the Vermillion Bird said, "Since it was a pill left behind by the Martial Lord, it can't be useless. It probably doesn't take immediate effect and needs time to work."

Tang Jie clapped his hands and smiled. "If that's the case, then let's put it aside for now. In any case, I didn't have any expectations for that when I came here anyway. Other than overcoming the last trial and setting you free, my other purpose was to use all of the herbs in this valley for a bath."

Yes, this was Tang Jie's main goal. With this herbal bath, he planned to reach greater attainment in the Immortal Spirit Body, which he judged enough to fight against an Earth Immortal.

Tang Jie gathered up the remaining spirit plants in the valley, including the last God Giant Blood Fruit.

Brewing up all these spirit plants into the most valuable herbal bath in the world, Tang Jie's original body jumped in.

The moment he entered the bath, he felt a strange sensation in his body. At that moment, he felt like he was the center of the world, a vortex that all power converged on.

The power surging into him was so immense that he felt like even a body as formidable as his couldn't bear it, like it was about to explode. But at this moment, a vortex appeared in his body, like the vortex on the pill. Rapidly spinning, it sucked up all of that surging power.

Tang Jie felt a sense of fullness in his body.

Meanwhile, Xu Miaoran and the Vermillion Bird were seeing something else.

They saw all the herbal liquid spiraling into Tang Jie's body, drilling into his pores, and a great cloud of steam rising up. Gradually, the entire bath of medicinal liquid evaporated until nothing was left.

But this seemed to not be enough. Tang Jie was still crazily absorbing energy, drawing in so much from the surrounding area that it created a tornado around him.

This tornado rapidly expanded, gradually engulfing the entire hidden realm, as if it wouldn't rest until it had absorbed all of the spiritual energy in this place. As the storm spread, the hidden realm turned dark and gloomy, and everyone else was forced to take shelter.

After some time, the storm finally stopped. The hidden realm, once thick with spiritual energy, was now practically void of it.

Tang Jie finally opened his eyes.

He let out a sigh. "Now I know what that medicine was. So this is the actual Immortal Spirit Body!"

As he spoke, a white fog emerged from his body, completely engulfing him.

"Immortal energy!" Xu Miaoran blurted out.