Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1825: 1381: Pending Restoration_2
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Furthermore, the puppet was unable to unleash its full potential. He refrained from allowing the demon cultivator to exert his complete strength, fearing that the prisoner might shatter the seal binding him.
Such concerns would only vanish once he successfully attained the rank of an Earth Immortal himself.
Speaking of which!
“Search his storage magical treasure. We need to find a positioning treasure and verify if his previous claims were truthful,” Xiaoqing commanded.
Li Xianyan gave a firm nod. Following the instructions, he manipulated the puppet to open the storage magical treasure, and indeed, a positioning treasure was discovered within.
Once the demon cultivator's words were proven accurate, Xiaoqing immediately gave the order: “Inform the Clan Leader to mobilize the clan members for an immediate departure. This time, we shall wipe out those demon cultivators entirely!”
Failure would only drive the demon cultivators deeper into the shadows, making them more elusive and cautious, which would pose a grave threat to the family’s future.
A decisive triumph was required. Even if every single demon cultivator couldn't be eradicated in one stroke, the majority had to be eliminated to prevent them from regrouping with any formidable strength.
Upon receiving the directive, Li Liangxiang moved with incredible efficiency. Within a single hour, over ten thousand clan members were organized alongside various strategic spiritual objects. They boarded the cloud boats, prepared to launch at a moment's notice!
“Depart! Full speed ahead!”
Standing at the prow of the lead vessel, Xiaoqing held the positioning treasure aloft, guiding the fleet toward their target.
Meanwhile.
On the opposite side, concealed within a dense bank of clouds, the demon cultivators were growing restless.
The prolonged absence of two of their companions had sparked fears that they had been captured by the Li family, casting doubt on the safety of their current hideout.
However, before a decision to retreat could be made, the Li family’s armada of cloud boats had already surrounded the area!
High in the sky, the howling gales were unable to pierce the thick, supernatural mist.
It was only when several massive cloud boats smashed through the barrier that the concealment was broken, exposing more than a thousand demon cultivators lurking within!
“Since you have dared to enter Shanhai State, do not dream of leaving; this shall be your final resting place!” Xiaoqing shouted. With a wave of his hand, he redirected the Gang Wind from the Ninth Heaven, weaving it into a colossal cage that sealed the battlefield, preventing any hope of escape.
The demon cultivators were caught completely off guard by the Li family’s rapid arrival. By the time they realized the danger, the enemy was already upon them.
“You all see the situation. If we do not fight with our lives on the line, there is no hope of survival! Only by standing together can we find a way out!” Blood Suspension, the leading Earth Immortal demon cultivator, roared with a gravelly voice.
With those words, he lunged forward to meet Xiaoqing in battle.
A vast sea of blood manifested beneath him, its crimson waves churning violently. Within the depths, countless resentful spirits wailed in agony, clawing at the surface in a desperate attempt to flee.
“Die for me!”
Blood Suspension let out a feral scream. The blood sea beneath him began to boil as monstrous waves surged toward the heavens. These waves carried the spirits to form a thick red rope, which lashed out ferociously at Xiaoqing.
As the rope traveled, it emitted a nauseating stench. The combined shrieks of the spirits caused a dizzying sensation, threatening to overwhelm the senses of anyone nearby.
“Petty tricks!”
Xiaoqing watched the assault with a cold, indifferent gaze. Just as the attack reached him, he swept his hands through the air, summoning the winds of heaven and earth. He condensed them into a massive sword of spirit wind, sharp enough to sever anything in existence.
The grand sword transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking the red rope. Though there was no thunderous blast, the rope—despite being composed of dense blood—was sliced apart as easily as a piece of silk by the wind blade!
The sword maintained its momentum, surging directly toward Blood Suspension.
Sensing the lethal power approaching, Blood Suspension’s expression twisted in alarm. He rapidly formed hand seals, causing pillars of blood to rise from the sea, creating layer after layer of defensive walls before him.
Tsch——
Against the peerless edge of the spirit wind sword, these barriers were bisected in an instant.
Yet the sea of blood seemed bottomless, constantly replenishing the walls to slow the sword’s advance.
Under the continuous friction of the blood sea, the once-pristine blade began to show chips and nicks. Stained by the corrupt blood, its radiant spirit light started to fade.
Seeing this, Xiaoqing adjusted his seal and barked, “Explode!”
Rumble——
The giant sword, having spent the bulk of its energy, detonated. The compressed spirit winds were unleashed, turning into a violent hurricane that tore through the blood sea with devastating force.
“Puh!”
Blood Suspension was caught by surprise. As the storm evaporated half of his blood sea, the backlash from the broken divine power hit him hard, causing him to cough up a spray of gore.
“Die!”
A murderous glint flashed in Xiaoqing’s eyes. He manipulated the surrounding winds into a barrage of various weapons, relentlessly hounding his opponent.
Blood Suspension refused to go down easily. As his demonic qi flared, the remaining blood sea birthed hideous spirits that merged together. They absorbed the last of the sea's power, transforming into a gargantuan, hundred-zhang-tall crimson resentful spirit of monstrous proportions.
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As the saying goes, two flowers bloom on separate branches.
While this battle raged, Li Zhirui remained deep within the Void Chaos. Immersed in his secluded cultivation to refine his techniques, he was entirely unaware that the Primal Spirit Realm had fallen into chaos and that his clan was currently engaged in a life-or-death struggle.