Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Chapter 620: Chapter 418: Three Witch Seals Unleashed, an Invincible Body! (Double-Length)

Song Changming’s heart and spirit were immersed in his sword. At a critical moment, as if a moment of serendipity hit him, he gained an instant of enlightenment, and the sword might he unleashed grew even more powerful at that moment!

It is said that every encounter with a strong opponent is a chance for self-transcendence and continuous improvement.

Of course, he speculated that his ’Taoist Dreamer’ innate trait also played a role in this.

With this trait at his side, he was indeed more likely to gain enlightenment during cultivation than before.

Boom!

The Sword Dragon shattered at ten thousand meters altitude, stirring up a fierce storm, and the sword might triggered by Song Changming pushed him back again.

Yet this time, he still wasn’t hurt!

On the contrary, the Zhao Family Ancestor suffered a backlash shock, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as gold!

His injuries once again worsened!

Before coming here, he thought this battle should end quickly.

But the development completely exceeded his expectations.

Under two powerful strikes, Song Changming remained unharmed, completely beyond his comprehension.

In his four hundred years of life, he had never seen someone as formidable as Song Changming, who had tempered his physical body to such an extreme extent!

Song Changming was truly one of a kind!

Zhao Wen Ruo retreated, his eyes quickly scanning for Song Changming’s figure.

But the next moment, the harsh sound of a sword appeared just beside his ear!

Zhao Wen Ruo’s expression turned horrified, and before he could react, the long sword was already close to his cheek, about to complete a beheading!

At that moment, a talisman stone in front of Zhao Wen Ruo’s chest burst with intense energy.

Song Changming felt an invisible resistance, entangled energy like countless chains wrapping around his long sword and the arm holding the sword.

Taking this chance, Zhao Wen Ruo hurriedly withdrew far away, narrowly escaping death.

Song Changming’s sword slowed by half a beat, shattering the entangled energy.

Seeing the talisman stone on Zhao Wen Ruo’s chest shattering in pieces as well, the ancient desolate aura around Song Changming grew thicker, the effect of simultaneously invoking three Witch Soldier Seals.

"Let’s see how many life-saving trinkets you have left!" Song Changming snorted lightly, pursuing again.

"Escape!" Zhao Wen Ruo, after suffering multiple injuries, had his aura fallen to a dangerously low state.

Even if he still had many powerful sword techniques, he was now out of strength, unable to unleash them.

He decisively took out another high level talisman paper.

This was a Level Six Celestial Shuttle Talisman, also considered one of his last life-saving devices.

Directly affixing the Celestial Shuttle Talisman onto his longsword; thus, his longsword became the ’Celestial Shuttle.’

With a motion of the blade, it turned into a beam of extreme light flying far away.

Seeing this, Song Changming slapped his right hand fiercely backward, forming a strong air wave counterforce, then fully activated the Demon Bird Witch Soldier Seal.

His speed also increased by a large margin, chasing after him.

If it’s the enemy, regardless of his identity, there’s no reason to let him go.

The two pursued and fled, from the Nine Netherworld to the Yunzhou Cui Bai Dao Territory.

If someone looked up from the ground, most would just think it was two meteors streaking across, never realizing it was a Martial Arts Grandmaster fleeing in panic.

Core District, Zhao Family, inside a patriarch’s study room.

Zhao Boqi dismissed all attendants and servants, sitting face to face with someone.

This person was precisely Su Jizi of the Changsheng Family.

"How is it?" Su Jizi asked leisurely while tasting the excellent tea in his cup.

"The ancestor has personally gone to capture him, should return today at the earliest and hand him over to you." Zhao Boqi said directly.

"I heard Elder Zhao is severely injured and yet to recover; could there be an unforeseen event on this journey?" Su Jizi thought of something, feeling uneasy, and continued asking.

Zhao Boqi’s eyes showed a hint of anger upon hearing this.

"The ancestor, even injured, is a Martial Arts Grandmaster; capturing a mere Innate Realm Martial Artist, there is no chance of any unforeseen events!"

Zhao Boqi said intensely, thinking Su Jizi’s doubt was a humiliation to his family ancestor.

"Don’t misunderstand, I naturally hope everything goes smoothly, so I can report back." Su Jizi said indifferently.

But in his mind, he recalled the public humiliation of that day.

Once Song Changming is caught, he swore to torture him thoroughly to vent his anger!

Opposing the Changsheng Family, there’s never a good outcome, even if he is a Military Grand Marshal!

"This is just one thing; after..." Su Jizi continued speaking, suddenly seeing Zhao Boqi take out a Communication Jade Scroll, glanced at it, then his expression changed dramatically.

"There’s been an incident!"

"What do you mean?" Su Jizi frowned, asking with an unpleasant face.

"Brother Su, please return first; once the matter is handled, it will be sent to you." Zhao Boqi finished speaking, stood up, and quickly left the study room, not even bothering to entertain this member of the Changsheng Family.

This made Su Jizi’s face worse, ultimately huffing coldly and leaving with a flick of his sleeve.

"Better not mess it up, or else..."

...

Racing from the Nine Netherworld all the way to the boundary of Yunzhou Cui Bai Dao, Zhao Wen Ruo’s Celestial Shuttle Talisman only lasted an hour, now nearing expiration.

Just as Zhao Wen Ruo was burning with anxiety, a thunderclap seemed to drop from the heavens, exploding on him.

However, the sky was clear without a cloud; this Anomalous Thunder seemed to have generated from nothing.

Zhao Wen Ruo spit out another mouthful of blood, plummeting from the sky into a mighty river.

In his final perception, he saw Song Changming enveloped in faint yellow thunder light.

A pair of eyes bursting with thunder light were coldly overlooking him.

This time it was Song Changming towering above, hands gripping his sword, and vast thunder light roaring on the blade’s edge.