The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1736: Chapter 1833: Immortal Body?

Sun Yunling licked the blood seeping from his fist, and his gentle and delicate face was filled with an expression of intoxication, as if he was very satisfied with the taste of his own blood.

“Making me bleed comes at a cost.” Sun Yunling murmured softly, as a series of blood-red strange patterns emerged on his cheeks and forehead.

With the appearance of these patterns, an incredibly eerie aura enveloped Sun Yunling, making him seem extremely bizarre, as if he had completely transformed into a different person.

“What is this…” Fang Lin looked at the transformation of Sun Yunling, his brow immediately furrowing.

“It seems like some kind of secret skill, his vitality is even stronger than before, reaching a terrifying level,” Zhen Yangzi said with a serious tone.

“He should be at the early Immortal stage, but his physical strength has already surpassed the mid Immortal stage,” Fu Yue Vajra said in full surprise. He, too, was a Martial Artist specializing in Body Refinement, and as someone who had cultivated a Perfect Golden Body, he understood the power of physical strength deeply and could clearly perceive how formidable Sun Yunling was at this moment.

“If you only compare physical strength, who is stronger between you and this person?” Zhen Yangzi turned to ask Fu Yue Vajra.

Fu Yue Vajra shook his head: “I am slightly weaker than the physical body of a mid Immortal stage expert, nowhere near as strong as this person.”

Fang Lin nodded in deep agreement. He had previously faced off against Sun Yunling in physical combat, and without taking the Boiling Blood Pill, his own physical strength was slightly inferior to Sun Yunling’s.

And now, Sun Yunling’s physical strength had reached a new height, completely surpassing the power of mid Immortal stage experts.

Dugu Nian remained calm, seemingly unconcerned with Sun Yunling’s transformation, as he once again plucked the strings of his zither, sending a multitude of strings shooting forth, each carrying a heart-palpitating lethal aura, overwhelming Sun Yunling in a sky-covering manner.

Fang Lin watched the scene of countless zither strings fluttering and dancing, feeling dazed and with a touch of emotion on his face; it seemed like the stance of the legendary Ten thousand strings Demon Girl traversing the world in the past.

However, Fang Lin was well aware that Dugu Nian was Dugu Nian and the Ten thousand strings Demon Girl was the Ten thousand strings Demon Girl; they were not the same person. Moreover, the persistent remnant obsession of the Ten thousand strings Demon Girl that was once attached to Dugu Nian’s body had already merged into the scarlet zither, becoming one with it, indistinguishable, like the soul of the zither.

Facing the countless attacking strings, Sun Yunling’s face beamed with a brilliant yet sinister smile.

Sun Yunling opened his arms wide, astonishingly neither dodging nor blocking, nor showing any intention to resist, allowing the zither strings to continuously pierce through his body.

Puh-puh-puh-puh-puh-puh!!!!

The sound of zither strings piercing through flesh echoed continuously. Sun Yunling had his entire body pierced by countless zither strings, including his head, looking extremely miserable.

Fang Lin and the others were completely stunned. What was Sun Yunling doing? Was he intent on dying, not blocking or dodging at all?

Even the strongest physique, once a head is pierced, would inevitably suffer severe damage, possibly leading to instant death, even for Immortal experts the head remains a vulnerable spot.

However, just then, everyone was utterly dumbfounded.

Sun Yunling remained standing there, holding his arms outstretched, his smile unchanged, and the numerous blood holes on his body were astonishingly healing at a visible speed.

“How is this possible?” Dugu Nian, Fang Lin, and Zhen Yangzi all exclaimed in shock, unable to comprehend how Sun Yunling could be this terrifying, recovering so quickly from such severe injuries?

Even the translucent blood holes on his head were gone, as if he had never been hurt, leaving everyone astounded.

“Impossible! Even though he is at the Immortal stage, it’s only the early Immortal stage; his self-healing ability cannot reach such a level,” Fang Lin said in disbelief, not having seen anything like Sun Yunling before, despite his extensive experience.

“Could it be related to those strange patterns on his body?” Zhen Yangzi suggested.

“It seems similar to our Buddhist Sect’s Nirvana skill, yet there are differences,” Fu Yue Vajra said solemnly.

The Buddhist Sect has a Nirvana Secret Skill that allows the severely wounded to recover as if unharmed in just a few breaths, a marvel Fang Lin and others had witnessed in its potency on the Buddha Head when they were at the Seven Seas’ three sects.

But the current Sun Yunling definitely wasn’t part of the Buddhist Sect nor was he employing the Nirvana Secret Skill; he was wholly healing through his body’s self-recovery.

A trace of grimness appeared on Dugu Nian’s brow, and with another motion of his hand, numerous zither strings gathered together, forming a sword-like structure that directly severed Sun Yunling’s head.

But then, Sun Yunling’s severed head drifted leisurely back to his neck, his smile consistent, and eyes sparkling with a hint of mockery.

“No matter what means you use, you can’t kill me,” Sun Yunling chuckled lightly.

“Just Immortal, do you really think you’re an immortal body?” Dugu Nian sneered, placing her hands just above the zither strings without actually strumming them, causing the sound of the heavenly strings to resonate again.

A melody rang through the world, resonating with timeless melancholy, carrying grandeur and vastness, as though from the ancient and distant past.

The zither melody, like heaven, came crashing toward Sun Yunling; it was unavoidable, compelling one to face it.

Sun Yunling laughed loudly, throwing a punch, and clouds and winds converged for thousands of miles, the supremely powerful physical strength capable of shattering the so-called sound of heaven.

In the next moment, the power of Sun Yunling’s punch collided fiercely with the sound of the heavenly strings.

Sun Yunling’s body exploded apart, even his head was crushed to the extent that it looked unbearable, appearing to die miserably.

Dugu Nian groaned as Sun Yunling’s body was pulverized; at that instant, he applied the force of his punch onto Dugu Nian, inflicting significant harm.

A trickle of blood flowed down the corner of Dugu Nian’s mouth, though besides looking somewhat pale, she was largely unharmed, yet internally she felt deep pain, her injuries more severe than she appeared.

But fortunately, having finally slain Sun Yunling, Dugu Nian felt relieved knowing eliminating him was worth any injury sustained.

“Looks like he overestimated himself, his healing ability was slightly better than typical Immortals, believed him to be truly undead, how laughable,” Zhen Yangzi said with a smile.

Only Fang Lin refrained from relaxing, his gaze fixed on Sun Yunling’s scattered remains, still unable to dispel his unease.

“No!” At a sudden realization, Fang Lin exclaimed in mid-air.

Everyone immediately looked over, finding the fragments of flesh rapidly gathering, vitality rushing forth, nowhere resembling a dead person.

ps: Second update complete, continuing to write