172: Immortal? There is no such thing as an immortal.

“Oh?”

The loyalty of the Tower Spirit?

Su Changqing’s lips curved slightly upwards, forming an arc.

Before Su Changqing, the scene transformed, and a small figure stood before him, incredibly cute, exactly like a Human Race child, with an innocent and pure demeanor.

“You are the Tower Spirit?”

Su Changqing said with a smile.

The small figure nodded:

“Yes, Master, I am the Locking Immortal Tower Spirit. Congratulations, Master, for passing the ninth trial. You may now become the master of this tower.”

“Oh.”

Su Changqing uttered an “oh,” then asked curiously:

“This tower is called the Locking Immortal Tower. Where are the Immortals it locks? If I take this tower, will the Immortals be released?”

Upon hearing Su Changqing’s question, the Tower Spirit paused, then continued:

“My small tower is called the Locking Immortal Tower, it merely has the ability to lock Immortals. There are no Immortals within the tower, so Master need not worry.”

The Tower Spirit said crisply.

Su Changqing: “Oh.”

No Immortals, huh.

So, you’re saying System Bro lied to me.

Originally, Su Changqing was only suspicious, but now he could confirm it.

He sneered, narrowing his eyes, a hint of killing intent flashing through his heart. The Tower Spirit did not notice, but instead walked over with a smile, obediently saying:

“Master, you can release your Divine Sense. I will sign a contract with you. This tower is an Immortal Artifact, it can not only help you Breakthrough to the Emperor Realm but also allow you to become a legendary Immortal!”

The Tower Spirit’s voice slowly rose, extremely tempting.

If it weren't Su Changqing, but an ordinary Martial Artist, they would probably have been unable to resist and released their Divine Sense.

After all, who could resist the temptation of the Emperor Realm and even Immortality?

Moreover, the Tower Spirit’s body was so small and cute, and its voice was pleasant to hear, it didn’t look harmful at all.

Su Changqing grinned: “Alright.”

As he spoke, his previously smiling eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Emperor Abyss Sword in his hand thrust out fiercely. A cold light flashed, transforming into endless Sword Qi, with Sword Intent surging.

“Boom!”

The Sword Qi landed on the Tower Spirit’s body, instantly shattering it.

The Tower Spirit’s small body instantly dissipated.

Su Changqing held the Emperor Abyss Sword, his gaze calm as he looked at everything before him. He said indifferently:

“What, still going to hide?”

There was no echo around, as if everything was Su Changqing’s own internal monologue.

He sneered, neither fast nor slow, saying:

“Immortal, when did you become so timid? That shouldn’t be. Could it be that you are a despicable Immortal?”

Hearing Su Changqing’s mocking words, the surrounding space changed.

“Rumble!”

“Damn it, you dare to insult an Immortal, you deserve to die!”

A furious roar came, and Su Changqing couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, his expression wary. The Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation protected his entire body, and the Eastern Emperor Bell was secretly summoned, ready to be unleashed immediately if anything happened.

The next moment.

“Bang!”

A terrifying attack came from all around Su Changqing. He dared not be careless, and the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation fully deployed, protecting his body.

Bang!

Bang!

...

Dozens of attacks landed consecutively, and the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation vibrated ceaselessly. Fortunately, the Emperor Abyss Sword was of extremely high quality, otherwise, it truly wouldn't have been able to withstand such attacks.

After the attacks ended, Su Changqing narrowed his eyes and said:

“What, is an Immortal so afraid to show himself?”

Hearing Su Changqing’s words, a cold snort came from within the space. Immediately after, a figure appeared before him.

This person was clad in a purple robe, with a middle-aged appearance and triangular eyes, looking like a shrewd and calculating individual. Su Changqing couldn't help but secretly be on guard.

“Junior, how did you guess that was fake?”

The Immortal asked, puzzled.

The words of the Tower Spirit just now were extremely tempting. Let alone Su Changqing, merely an Monarch Realm martial artist, even a Saint Realm or Monarch Realm martial artist would probably find it difficult to resist such temptation.

Su Changqing sneered:

“Because I know… an Immortal is suppressed in this tower.”

Either the Tower Spirit was deceiving him, or System Bro was deceiving him.

These two choices were not difficult to make.

The Purple-Robed Immortal seemed to ponder, but then, a sneer appeared on his face:

“Even if you know, what of it? You are merely an Monarch Realm martial artist, what can you do?

However, your Physical Body is truly extraordinary. Despite being only in the Monarch Realm, you can slay a Peak Supreme Realm Dragon. Such talent is countless times more terrifying than when this Immortal was young. Tsk tsk tsk, if I could obtain your Physical Body, and cultivate for another lifetime, I might even Breakthrough to a higher realm.”

The Purple-Robed Immortal let out a sinister laugh, sounding less like an Immortal and more like a Devil Head.

Su Changqing sneered:

“Is that so? You’re celebrating too early, aren’t you?”

As he spoke, Su Changqing drew the Emperor Abyss Sword from his hand, and the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation fully deployed.

“Boom!”

He did not hesitate, directly unleashing his attack.

“Since the Locking Immortal Tower was meant to Seal you, after millions of years, your battle prowess as an Immortal must be nearly depleted, right?”

Su Changqing sneered. The moment the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation was unleashed, his entire figure shot out like a cannonball.

“Boom!”

A terrifying punch was thrown.

The Purple-Robed Immortal narrowed his eyes and waved his sleeve to block.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Under the combined attack of the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation and Su Changqing’s Physical Body strength, the Purple-Robed Immortal showed no signs of decline.

“Even if this Immortal’s power is greatly Sealed, taking down a mere Monarch Realm boy like you is no problem.”

He sneered, striking out with a palm. The purple palm print was imbued with the power of lightning.

Upon seeing this, Su Changqing quickly used Space Teleportation, evading the attack.

He couldn't help but marvel.

The opponent’s palm strike was extremely powerful. If it had landed on him, even with his strong Physical Body, he would probably have been severely injured.

But Su Changqing only hesitated for a moment before continuing to charge towards the opponent.

The Emperor Abyss Sword in his hand was terrifyingly powerful. After all, it was an Immortal Artifact, and even the Immortal’s face couldn't help but show a hint of shock.

The Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation repelled him.

Just then, Su Changqing seized the opportunity and unleashed the Eastern Emperor Bell.

“Buzz!”

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the Eastern Emperor Bell descended.

Upon seeing this, the Purple-Robed Immortal immediately turned pale with fright.

“How is this possible? You, how can you possess two Immortal Artifacts?”

He never expected that a mere junior would possess two Immortal Artifacts, and their quality was ridiculously high. Even in his Peak condition, he wasn’t this wealthy.

“Bang.”

The sudden appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell interrupted the Purple-Robed Immortal’s offensive. He simply hadn’t anticipated that Su Changqing possessed such a terrifying existence.

Boom!

In just an instant, he was sent flying by the Eastern Emperor Bell, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Su Changqing grinned, smacking his lips:

“Oh, oh, oh, an Immortal can even spit blood?”

Damn it!

The Purple-Robed Immortal’s face was terrifyingly grim, his eyes flashing with endless killing intent as he looked at Su Changqing.

He, a dignified Immortal, was actually insulted by an Monarch Realm Human Race boy?

What a great humiliation!!

“You, you truly deserve to die!!!”

The Purple-Robed Immortal roared.