Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

[A fierce battle was about to erupt!]

[You exchanged hundreds of rounds with the Living Dead Puppet, depleting a considerable amount of your Origin Force.]

[The Living Dead Puppet before you also seemed to slow its offensive, apparently also sustaining significant injuries.]

[At this rate, you were uncertain whether you could outlast the Living Dead Puppet.]

[While entangled in battle with the Living Dead Puppet, you observed everything in this treasure-filled area, hoping to uncover its secrets.]

[After much contemplation, you turned your gaze towards the massive bronze coffin atop the stone platform.]

[For some reason, apart from the very first glance, you found yourself involuntarily ignoring the bronze coffin, as if it never existed.]

[This only strengthened your belief, that inside the coffin were even greater secrets.]

[So, with one move, you fended off the Living Dead Puppet and charged towards the bronze coffin!]

[As you approached the bronze coffin, the Living Dead Puppet, as if driven mad, desperately tried to stop you.]

[After another dozen or so rounds, you were badly injured.]

[Yet you still endured the heavy blows from the Living Dead Puppet, wrapping your fists with Origin Force, and mustering all your strength to strike the bronze coffin.]

[Boom! Boom! Boom!]

[For a moment, the entire ancient tomb was violently shaking.]

[You, too, were seriously hurt by the Living Dead Puppet, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.]

[The bronze coffin merely shook violently a few times before once again becoming still.]

[Unwilling to give up, you once again wrapped your fists with Origin Force and fiercely bombarded the bronze coffin.]

[During this time, you were wounded multiple times, even your Protective Gang Qi was shattered by the Living Dead Puppet\'s attack.]

[Your breath was feeble, and just as you thought you were about to die...]

[Suddenly, an incredible aura emerged from the bronze coffin, followed by an ancient voice, heavy with the weight of countless years.]

[Who dares to disturb my slumber?]

In the real world, Su Xing\'s face revealed a look of shock upon seeing this.

"A True Immortal... How could it be a True Immortal?"

Su Xing murmured to himself.

It is known that even Cultivators at the Return to Void Realm cannot refer to themselves as True Immortal.

Only those who have reached the Integration Phase are entitled to be called True Immortal.

And Cultivators at the Mahayana Realm are known as True Lords!

"Could it be that the one sleeping inside this bronze coffin is a powerful being from the Body Integration Realm?"

Su Xing found it hard to believe.

Divinity Transformation Cultivators live a thousand years; Return to Void Cultivators, three thousand years.

Body Integration Cultivators live six thousand years... Mahayana Cultivators, ten thousand years!

This is just the minimum lifespan of Cultivators at these realms.

Divinity Transformation Cultivators can live a thousand years doing nothing.

But if during that time they consume various Spiritual Medicines to prolong their life,

Then it\'s not difficult for Body Integration Cultivators to live for seven or eight thousand years.

"Doesn\'t this mean... that the master of this bronze coffin is a Body Integration Realm Cultivator who has lived for seven or eight thousand years?"

For a moment, Su Xing felt heavy-hearted.

If it indeed was a Body Integration Realm Cultivator, then Su Xing\'s intrusion into this ancient tomb could mean certain death...

He looked at the simulation panel.

[Your eyes widened as you saw the figure emerging from the bronze coffin.]

[Just the overwhelming presence emanating from the body was enough to suppress any thoughts of resistance.]

[A young man clad in a blue robe slowly stepped out of the coffin, with a transcendent aura.]

[Yet, you could feel a tinge of decay, of old age on this young man, and you weren\'t even sure if he was still alive...]

[This aura was somewhat similar to that of the Living Dead Puppet, yet not entirely the same.]

[You knew that external appearances should not be used to judge a Cultivator\'s age.]

[Since Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators already possess eternal youth, with their looks only aging rapidly upon reaching the end of their lifespan.]

[And there were many Cultivators with methods to retain their youthful appearance, looking like a child even after living thousands of years.]

[You watched this powerful self-proclaimed True Immortal before you, and he likewise stared quietly at you.]

[Surprisingly, once the young man awoke, the Living Dead Puppet stood silently aside and ceased all movement.]

[This made you even more certain that the True Immortal was the master of this ancient tomb.]

[The blue-robed True Immortal observed you for a while, making you feel as though your Divine Soul was seen through completely.]

[Then surprise flickered in his eyes as he noticed you were cultivating the Changchun Technique, which prompted him to ask whether you were a disciple of Wan Mu Sect, and what year it currently was.]

[For the sake of preserving your life, you could only reveal the truth.]

[After a moment of silence upon hearing your answer, the blue-robed True Immortal seemed lost in thought.]

[However, he soon noticed the Spirit Dragon suppressed by the bronze coffin and his eyes blazed with joy and greed.]

[He had previously exclaimed, "Hahaha~ I never expected that by sacrificing all the Spirit Veins in the world and using my body to suppress them, I would actually catalyze a young Spirit Dragon!"]

[But his laughter didn\'t last as he noted the layer of black energy entwining the young dragon.]

[His expression changed drastically, seemingly realizing the changes in himself as well.]

[Rage, sorrow, resistance, dissatisfaction... a myriad of complex emotions flashed across True Person Wan Mu\'s face all at once.]

[Then he directed his gaze at you with a hint of hatred.]

[Without saying anything further, he simply waved his hand and crushed your physical body...]

[Immediately afterward, he swallowed your Divine Soul.]

[You died!]

[Your talent for dying reluctantly triggered.]

[You saw the bewildered expression of the self-proclaimed True Person Wan Mu, as if he was muttering to himself...]