My Spiritual Roots Were Dug Out at the Beginning, so I Took My Mortal Body and Embarked on the Path to Immortality.

A "corpse" crawled out of the rotten soil in the mass grave. Lin Ye's broken finger bones were dug into the cracks in the rock, and the bloody hole where the Tianling root was dug was still oozing blood. The genius who once belonged to a family of immortal cultivators is now called "a useless person" by even the lowest servant. When Su Li's spell illuminated his scarlet eyes, the female cultivator from the declining sect didn't know what kind of monster she had picked up - she tore open her meridians to induce thunder and tempered her body if she didn't have spiritual roots, and tried all the ancient forbidden spells with flesh and blood if she didn't have any skills. When Chu Jianghan's sword was pressed against his throat, the blood flags of the Nine Nether Demon Sect were buzzing, and the demon girl's prophecy echoed in his ears: "You will eventually destroy this way of heaven." In his left hand was the pseudo-spiritual root forged by ten thousand people's lives, and in his right hand was the broken secret book that Su Li had stuffed in before he died. Lin Ye grinned and stepped into the void in the face of the thunder and calamity that filled the sky. This path to immortality does not require spiritual roots!