Only when Lin Mo was stabbed and sent tumbling off a cliff did he realize that in the cultivation world, it wasn’t just blades and swords that could kill you. A short lifespan could do the job too.
“Recovering from serious injuries takes three months? I’ll trade ten years of my life and heal on the spot!”
Nascent Soul elders can live for a thousand years? I can reach out and send you straight to your natural end!
The moment he healed the Celestial Jade Saintess with her slender wrist in his grasp, and extended the life of the Sacred Land’s ancestor with a pat on the shoulder, the entire cultivation world went mad. What kind of cultivation was this monster practicing, when he couldn’t be killed and only grew younger with time?
But no one knew that the immortal Lin Mo was staring worriedly at the System’s warning:
[Warning! The lifespan of a soul body cannot be devoured.]
Watching a hundred thousand resentful souls drift out of the Netherworld Hall, he silently exchanged for the million-year-old Devouring Reincarnation Art, then grinned. “Living or dead, I want them all!”
This writing is inexplicable