The Immortal Snail Novels & Stories

What were these immortals trying to do? It was just Thomas’ conjecture that the Omniscient Deity was immortal. The Prince of Orchid Mountain, however, was an actual historical figure from a thousand years ago. He was still alive today. That would mean that he had lived a thousand years as an immortal. Thea breathed in deeply. She did not know what these bigwigs were trying to achieve, nor could she figure it out. Regardless, she had previously recovered her strength when she had the qilin’s blood. When she took the dragon's blood, her blood regained some of its regenerative ability. If she drank the phoenix’s blood right now, she might be able to recover completely.

he replied to me. "Don't you have any other medicine for infections like this?" I asked him again. I know there isn't, but there might be. The nurse shook her head. "If an immortal gets sick or injured, it will be easy to heal. But like this, it is difficult, especially because the cause of their injury is unusual. Only the seed of life can save them, but the seed is limited so it cannot be just use it," he answered me and I didn't know what to think.

She took care not to touch anything before arriving in front of the strongbox. Of course, there was a lock and she didn't have any clue what the code was. She had a simpler way to open it. She took a deep breath and engulfed as much air as possible before releasing everything in a grunt. She let the stingy sensation of her canines coming out envelop her. Spreading her natural nails were claws growing at an alarming speed before they reached the desired length. Her brown eyes had turned a dark shade of blue, shining like a clear sky full of stars.

"Exactly. Evil creatures like you should stay down there forever." After a long time, the voice came again. This time, its anger was palpable. "Everyone from the Immortal Realm is a shameless hypocrite. All you know are your ruses and traps. Sooner or later, my clansmen will break the seal and leave this place. When the time comes, we'll destroy the Immortal Realm." Chu Xun guessed that the hole must be more than 100,000 meters deep or the voice wouldn't have arrived so slowly at the speed of sound.

“Two days ago, I was playing with my sister Banabella in the woods surrounding my father’s hut. I was about tossing a stone to hit a swarm of ants which came out from a hole inside an anthill, when I heard the parrots calling my name. They mimicked it from Banabella, who, if not for the game that deafened my ears, may have called me several times. Hastily, I abandoned my friends and ran down to meet her. She held my right hand like her puppet, and ran, dragging me along, as she laughed loudly. The sound echoed in the trees. We both ran to father’s hut. My instincts told me that my father had inquired about my whereabouts because he had been eager to have a private discussion with me that day

He was even more lifelike than Cairo Meryem, who was placed in the Mound of the Saint. Nonius was holding a box in his arms, which was also made of crystal. Even with the naked eye, one could clearly see that the interior of the box was permeated with limitless cold air. “The Holy Ice Silkworm.” Tyr had guessed that the crystal box must contain the Holy Ice Silkworm. There was a rumor in the martial arts community that the Holy Ice Silkworm could make someone immortal and bring the dead back to life. Of course, that rumor was highly exaggerated and illusory. But, the relic was indeed effective in preventing a corpse from decaying for a hundred years.

“That’s why I need your warmth to keep my fingers not cold enough…” Sonya chuckled and snugged her head into Richard’s chest. “I love your perfume but I hate the smell of old blood…” She snarled. “Why your heart beating so slowly? I almost couldn’t hear them.” Sonya snorted and pulled her head away from Richard’s chest. She looked at him with a curious gaze. “Are you dead already?” Richard beamed. “I am immortal, Sonya!” Sonya squinted her eyes. “You can’t be killed? You can’t die so.”

"I don't think I understand...He's an immortal, they can't die." "You cannot kill him, that is true, BUT, it is still possible to let his soul slip into the abyss of the universe. Think of it like a whirlpool. Once you are sucked into it, there is no leaving." Latifa walked towards the door on the left side of the room, my bed positioned to the far right. I quickly started after her. "And so, by the end of the ritual, that snake will be lost to the sea of the universe." She paused and smiled at me. "So you don't have to worry about him anymore."

They all raced against time, not daring to pause because pausing would mean a certain death. “Trying to run? It’s too late!” Following a sneer from Andrius, a hand suddenly emerged from the indestructible Immortal Snare formation. It was Andrius’ right hand. The Immortal Snare was said to be able to trap Immortals, but that was if both sides were Immortals, and there was no way seven experts in the Mortal Zenith realm could not trap an Immortal. The next second, Andrius’ arm enlarged. It grew from normal size to a foot, a meter, and tens of thousands of meters. For as far as the eye could see, it seemed like the only thing left in the world was Andrius’ hand.

No, they had gathered like an army waiting for me to give them orders. "Warriors, we are heading for the Sunclad pack to get what is our right. But you all know that the pack is very strong and their Alpha is very strong. We too have to get stronger. So now I'm going to perform the spell of immortality. This spell is going to last for one hour. I'll renew it every one hour till we've conquered" I said to them.