Ascending to Immortality from the Mortal World
Chapter 1342

Only He Was Left Again

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Zhuo Shan thought he killed everyone, but he didn't.

He treated every immortal king of the Immortal Realm seriously and did not let go of any drop of their blood.

However, one person who didn't care the least was ignored.

Jiang Ping An.

What Zhuo Shan killed at that time was just a clone of Jiang Ping An.

When Jiang Ping An entered Space Crack, it immediately separated a Avatar and gave Avatar ninety-nine percent of the immortal power.

Then, the memory of this Avatar was tampered with and separated from the remaining weak body.

He did not choose the escape method of dividing a bunch of Avatar. If so, leaving too much breath would easily attract too much attention from the enemy, leading to continued pursuit.

Facts have proved that his approach was correct. The enemy only paid attention to the body with perfect energy.

As for why Jiang Ping An tampered with the memory, the reason was also very simple. He saw Zhuo Shan searching the souls of many powerful people, and guessed that the other party might be looking for something.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a low-level Immortal Realm like them to have anything that would interest such a top powerhouse.

Unless Immortal Realm has any resources or treasures.

However, Zhuo Shan directly burned World Tree, not caring about the resources in World Tree or even the ray of creation power.

Therefore, Zhuo Shan may be looking for some treasure.

Among the entire Immortal Realm, the most powerful treasure is the Pseudo Divine Artifact originally created by Evil Demons.

However, it is impossible for an artifact of this level to be taken seriously by the other party.

There must be a treasure that can make such a strong man's heart flutter.

Jiang Ping An subconsciously thought of a treasure of unknown grade.

Crystal Coffin who can travel through time and space!

Thinking of this, everything became clear.

From some source, that guy learned that Immortal Realm might own this Supreme Treasure, so he came to look for it.

Therefore, when Jiang Ping An left Avatar, he deliberately tampered with the memory of Avatar, hiding the related memories of Crystal Coffin and "Weapon Enhancement Technique", that is, "Heaven Mending Art".

All of this happened in a flash of lightning. If there was any hesitation or hesitation, he would surely perish now.

God Realm In a Mining Area where there are mines everywhere.

"Why! Why did God do this to me!"

The white-haired Jiang Ping An knelt on the ground, hammering the ground crazily, and cried heartbreakingly. The blood and tears echoed under the sky along with the sad voice.

He cried like a child, helpless, powerless, confused and sad.

He survived, but he was the only one who survived.

He didn't understand why God did this to him.

When he was a teenager, both his parents died, he was chased away from his hometown by soldiers and soldiers, and he constantly experienced life and death crises. He finally made some friends and beauties, and his Barren Realm life was ruined.

He moved to the Immortal Realm and had just found a home. He thought his life would get better, but unexpectedly, Immortal Realm was also destroyed.

He desperately wanted to protect his family, he practiced hard... but in the end, all his efforts were in vain.

Parents, beauties, children, apprentices, seniors... everyone is dead, and he is the only one left.

Thinking of the loving smiles of parents, the adoring eyes of children, and the admiring eyes of beauties...Jiang Ping An felt like a sharp knife had been pierced into his heart, stirring hard and unable to pull it out.

"Why? Why does God torture me like this? What did I do wrong? If I do something wrong, you kill me! Why do you do this to my relatives! Ahem~"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Jiang Ping An's mouth, and he lay weakly on the ground.

Under the intense grief, Divine Soul Tree was almost broken, and her body was also affected.

Jiang Ping An now wants to commit suicide and die together with his loved ones to end this unbearable pain.

However, there was an endless rage in his heart that prevented him from dying.

He didn't want the murderer to run free, he didn't want the lives of his close relatives to be as meaningless as insects, and he didn't want the death of Yue Sha to be meaningless.

He wants to live, he wants revenge, he wants to cut that bastard to pieces!

At this moment, several practitioners wearing the same clothes flew out of a mine.

They were supervising the work in the mine and heard some movement on the ground. They came out to check the situation and saw Jiang Ping An.

"Why is there still someone here? Is it a worker in the mine?"

"They're not workers. Workers all wear shackles, but this guy doesn't."

"Made, you're crying so hard. I thought you were some kind of monster. I caught you, beat you up, and threw you into a mine for mining!"

"Be careful, this guy is a true immortal."

"What happened to the True Immortal? Isn't I a True Immortal? This guy's aura is so weak, I can press him to death with just one finger."

A man with a bad temper and a full beard, holding a Golden Staff, flew in front of Jiang Ping An and hit Jiang Ping An directly on the head.

He doesn't care if he kills the other party, he's dead, so what?

"Bang~"

Jiang Ping An grabbed the stick and raised his head. Under the scattered white hair, a pair of bloodshot eyes were revealed, filled with the flames of hatred and endless grief.

The moment he saw these eyes, the bearded man froze, and an indescribable fear instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.

It was the first time he felt this kind of fear in a true immortal, and an unprecedented sense of crisis filled his heart. He wanted to run away, but he was too scared, his body muscles were tense, and the immortal power in his body was chaotic, making him unable to move.

Jiang Ping An pulled the stick and knocked it back.

The bearded man's head collapsed to his stomach, and his body was violently smashed, and his brain, blood, and intestines were mixed together.

The severe pain finally brought him back to normal from his fear, and he activated his immortal power to reshape his body.

However, how could Jiang Ping An give him a chance.

"Bang!"

Another stick fell, followed immediately by the second stick, the third stick...

A stick fell, and the bearded man was beaten into a pulp. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the ground shook.

Jiang Ping An was covered in blood, but he didn't care at all. The stick containing anger and hatred was beating the enemy crazily, venting his emotions.

Several other people were frightened by Jiang Ping An's appearance, and it took them a while to react.

"You bastard! You actually dare to fight back. You're tired of living! Let's get together!"

One Xuanxian stayed behind, and the five Truexian rushed towards Jiang Ping An.

In the God Realm, ordinary people are generally below the true immortals, and those who practice Talent will grow to be above the true immortals.

In some major forces, even God-level Expert can be seen everywhere.

Seeing the five true immortals coming to kill him, Jiang Ping An, who only had one percent of his immortal power left in his body, had no idea of escaping.

He needs to vent his anger now.

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