Unseen Immortal Of Three Hundred Years Novels & Stories

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

That was around May last year. I quietly followed Grandfather. We approached the hut and no sooner had we gotten to the door that was surrounded by creeping plants than it opened. My mind is full of anticipation and I gulped. A normal immortal appeared before me. I frowned because this was not the magician I was used to. As far as I remember, the sorcerers I've met are all old. But the one in front of me now seems to be only in his thirties. He looks young and...utterly handsome.

"But everything changed, there's one kingdom who seized them out of greediness." "What do you mean seized?" I asked her. "They got rid of them on the land," the village healer's eyes grew mad. "King Hydrae ordered Thud to slaughter every immortal. He ordered that no one should live---," I cut her words. "Do immortals die?" "Of course, they do through decapitation. That's what the Aquans did," she narrated. "They were strong you said. How were they decapitated?" It confused me.

Patrick, Alexander, and Amber exchanged puzzled glances, anticipating what Susanne could possibly produce to convince them. "Ever heard of ‘seeing is believing’? This little vial contains something you've probably never laid eyes on," Susanne announced, producing a small vial from her backpack. "What's inside?" Alexander inquired, intrigued. "It's called Immortal Water, crafted by the Trio Alliance Club. Supposedly, one drop per day rejuvenates you, making you feel young again," Susanne explained, proudly displaying the vial.

"The one-half of the scroll alone had brought countless trouble to the Fortified Heaven Sect in the last few months. Look, it even drew you, the Kunlun Sect Leader, out of your hundred-year seclusion." The white-clothed Sword Immortal chuckled. "I have waited in the Mystic boundary for 300 years but it felt like no more than the passing of a day. I have never expected to see such a great change in the world. Back then, he died trying to exterminate evil. I wonder if he has reincarnated." Watching the sunset glow peeking from the horizon, the cyan-robed old man sighed. "300 years, all in the blink of an eye. Have you never thought of visiting the Immortal World?"

Endless gorgeous purple Immortal Qi burst out from the Saint-alighting Mountain Range like a gushing spring, radiating in all directions like whistling waves. At this moment, everyone felt as if an invisible wave were crashing into their bodies over and over again. "My God, that is..." "It's the omen of the Immortal Spirit... The Immortal Artifact has appeared!" "This moment has finally come. The Immortal Artifact has appeared in the Saint-alighting Mountain Range. Let's go there quickly! We must be faster than others!" "It is an unprecedented opportunity. Even if I have to die, I will try to seize it. I can't give it up. If the immortal fate can befall me, I will dominate countless epochs o

Seven corpse puppets had descended upon the sacred land, claiming the lives of two half-immortals. Adrian had consolidated his attainment after years and years of being a half-immortal. Naturally, he drew significant attention from the adversaries and faced the onslaught of three corpse puppets. Fortunately, his formidable prowess prevailed, and the puppets were dispatched with extraordinary skill. He reflected upon what happened and glanced at the pale-faced Severin. "Has the Ancestora fallen?" Upon his return to the mountain gate of the Sacred Land, he had discerned an anomalous celestial phenomenon manifesting in the chaotic void several thousand miles above. That heaven and earth had dar

Jeremy being quiet all through stepped forward and said, "I have. I've learnt about it." Now all attention was transferred from Alisa to him, so he went on, "During my search for my mother's death I came across I think this, in a book. It explained of a real immortal first noticed I think a thousand or two years ago. No weapon has been discovered to kill a real immortal." "Great, that means I can go and kill that bitch right away," William said. "Not just yet Willie," Alisa held his hand. "Stygian is ancient, smarter and the most powerful of all witches. And if she knows you're alive she'll find a way to put you down, us along."

And that thought had me walking out the door and back to the room Odeia lay in. Leaving Finn standing there to question what had me running from the room. I didn’t even bother knocking. It was my fucking home and I wanted questions. It was a question I should have asked before; however, I had been blindsided by her appearance and that of the three sisters. “She needs her…” Tandie began but I cut her off before she could even finish. “Odeia said three thousand years for another immortal to be born. But Asena said she was only 900 years old. The paintings, are centuries old.” There was a question there and the three sisters knew it. Whether I formed it as one or not.

Three witches stepped through cautiously, their staffs already glowing with defensive magic. Last to cross was the immortal. The moment he stepped into the realm, the air itself seemed to recognize him. The ground pulsed. The strange cosmic wind went still. Seraphine noticed. “So it knows you,” she said quietly. The immortal didn’t answer immediately. His ancient eyes scanned the endless horizon. “Yes,” he said finally. “This realm remembers everything.” Seraphine turned slowly. Before them stretched a sight that stole the breath from everyone present. A city. But not a normal city.