Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1849: 1393: Seeking Death (2)

The concluding mural illustrates the demise of the young protagonist.

While the exact circumstances of his passing are not explicitly drawn, one can easily deduce that the beast tide was not his end. Judging by the expression of utter shock and betrayal on his face, it is highly probable that a trusted companion struck him down during a moment of vulnerability!

“Does this mean this Secret Realm was once a Spirit Realm established by the young man's Sect? And could the sword energy lingering outside be a remnant of some past catastrophe within this place?” Li Zhirui pondered as he finished examining the murals, his mind still clouded by unanswered questions.

“There might be further clues ahead.” Unable to find a definitive answer, he refused to linger. Instead, he took flight toward the surrounding islands, searching for anything of significant value.

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While Li Zhirui was busy exploring the depths of the Secret Realm, the strange phenomena occurring at Sword Mountain had already drawn the attention of the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance.

“A Secret Realm actually exists there?!” several Heavenly Immortals cried out in astonishment upon hearing the reports.

“Move quickly! While the entrance remains stable, dispatch a team to establish a Teleportation Array. We must ensure easy access for the future.” At the very least, they wished to avoid the frustration of waiting for the Secret Realm to naturally reopen.

The duration of a Secret Realm’s dormancy is unpredictable. Should it remain sealed for too long, its intrinsic value would plummet, regardless of its grade.

To many powerful factions, a Secret Realm serves as a secure, isolated Medicine Garden, perfect for the private Cultivation of rare Spiritual Objects.

Without the convenience of a Teleportation Array, they would be at the mercy of the realm's natural cycles. How could they possibly develop the land? They certainly couldn't just scatter precious Spirit Seeds and wait centuries or millennia for them to ripen!

If the growth of Spiritual Objects were that effortless, the profession of Spirit Plant Master would not be so highly regarded.

In truth, Spirit Plant Masters enjoy a respected status; a master of the craft can not only hasten the maturation of Spiritual Objects but also enhance the quality of the Spirit Plants themselves.

Acting on this logic, the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance moved with haste. They first prepared the components for the Teleportation Array and then mobilized a massive number of clan members to begin a thorough exploration.

Unaware that Li Zhirui had already infiltrated the Secret Realm, they believed they were the sole force present and saw no need to deploy Heavenly Immortals immediately.

Consequently, a tide of cultivators from the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance poured into the once-silent realm.

The empty landscape was suddenly transformed, becoming bustling and lively.

Li Zhirui did not notice the intrusion at first, but it wasn't long before he sensed Mana fluctuations in the air, leading him to realize the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had arrived.

As an uninvited guest, he chose not to reveal himself. Instead, he intensified his concealment, determined to avoid any confrontation with the Alliance unless forced.

He was well aware that the exit of the Secret Realm led directly back into the Northern Domain, territory firmly under the control of the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance. To escape, he would eventually have to navigate their lands.

While the Alliance's cultivators were settling in, Li Zhirui stumbled upon another piece of the puzzle.

The narrative still centered on the young man, providing a more detailed account of his rise from a lowly fisherman to a renowned and formidable Sword Immortal.

“Wait, something is off!”

Li Zhirui suddenly froze, exclaiming, “His Cultivation had already reached such heights, so why did he never discard that broken sword?”

This detail implied that the shattered blade was the true treasure, though it had vanished without a trace following the young man’s death.

Having finished his survey of the islands, he abandoned the search for historical records and dove straight into the ocean depths.

He stopped ruminating on the origins of the Secret Realm, shifting his focus to hunting for Spiritual Objects beneath the waves. With the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance now present, he wanted to ensure his trip was profitable.

Splash——

A peculiar sound vibrated through the murky depths, as if a massive entity was cutting through the water, forcing the currents aside with its sheer bulk.

Before long, the creature revealed itself to Li Zhirui—a monstrous behemoth stretching hundreds of feet long. Its aura was superior to that of an Earth Immortal, though it had not yet ascended to the rank of a Heavenly Immortal.

Roar!

The massive beast let out a thunderous cry and lunged at Li Zhirui, completely ignoring the disparity in their power levels.

“You dare to provoke me?”

Watching the beast charge toward him with frightening speed, Li Zhirui gave a cold snort. He immediately activated his Divine Power to parry the strike, simultaneously conjuring a forest of massive trees to crush the creature from above.

Wail!

Though the beast shrieked in agony, it refused to back down. Its eyes burned with a crimson rage as it renewed its assault.

Unfortunately for the creature, it had picked the wrong target. Even though its strength surpassed the typical Earth Immortal Realm, it had not made the final breakthrough. It was still, fundamentally, an Earth Immortal.

Had it not been for its immense size and vitality, Li Zhirui would have ended the fight instantly.

Gradually, the wounded beast began to falter, its strength ebbing away. Yet, it neither fled nor ceased its frantic attacks.

“How strange. Why is it so stubborn, even in the face of death? Could I be carrying something that it desires?” Li Zhirui began to grow suspicious.

The only unusual thing he had done was visit the mural-filled cave; perhaps he had picked up a specific scent or aura that triggered the beast’s aggression.

“If you are so intent on seeking death, I shall grant it to you!”

Irritated by the relentless harassment and fearing the commotion would attract the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance, Li Zhirui stopped holding back. He unleashed his full power to end the struggle quickly.

Awoooo!

The beast let out a final, desperate roar toward the surface, but its voice was drowned out by Li Zhirui’s overwhelming offensive. Its aura withered, and its ability to resist vanished.

Under normal circumstances, any creature with a shred of Spiritual Intelligence would have fled to save its life.

Yet this monster fought on until its very last breath, stubbornly clashing with Li Zhirui until its life force was completely spent.

“Such intense fluctuations of Spiritual Energy... could there be a Heavenly Immortal fighting in this Secret Realm?”

Nearby, a group of Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance disciples watched from a safe distance. They hid themselves carefully, terrified that even a stray shockwave from the battle could end their lives.

This was no exaggeration; the clash between Li Zhirui and the behemoth was far beyond what an ordinary cultivator could endure.

Realizing that such terrifying entities were roaming the Secret Realm, their faces turned pale. They had initially thought this mission would be relatively safe, but they now realized they had gravely miscalculated the danger!

“There is a Heavenly Immortal in the realm; we are no match for such a person. What is our plan?”

“We must report this immediately. Tell the rest of the clan to proceed with extreme caution from now on!”