Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1883: 1410: Pending Revision_2

Previously on Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan...
Li Zhirui ventured into the untamed Southern Domain, relieved to shed the constraints of the Human Dao magic network. There, he witnessed the Mo Family's disciples fiercely battling Devil Race forces to safeguard their Human Dao dynasty, strategically nestled between vast mountain ranges to deter southern invasions from Daqian while facing relentless demonic assaults. Observing from afar, he descended three jade slips upon a commanding Semi-Saint before vanishing, prompting the Mo Family's saints to convene urgently over their profound contents.

“No matter what intentions the other side harbors, these three jade slips arrive precisely when we need them most. All of you ought to examine them thoroughly first, adapting their knowledge to fit our present circumstances.”

Uncertain about Li Zhirui's schemes, they chose to set aside their concerns. In the end, strength alone would shield them from any peril.

Once the gathering concluded, one of the Saints promptly set to work, attempting to construct an item from the details in the second jade slip.

Within mere days, the cannon stood complete before them.

“Should its might truly match the jade slip's description, this will undoubtedly prove a boon to the human race, Human Dao, and the Mo Family!”

Bang!

The cannon's ignition unleashed a thunderous roar of dread and devastation, serving as the ultimate confirmation.

Gulp—

The assisting disciples, witnessing such awesome ruin, gulped down their fear involuntarily, their expressions blending terror with thrill.

Armed with these cannons, the impending conflict would unfold far more smoothly, allowing them to safeguard their homeland with greater resolve!

On the opposite front.

Li Zhirui remained oblivious to the astonishment his gifted three jade slips had stirred within the Mo Family, pressing onward to the south.

Along the way, he faced multiple assaults from the Devil Race, yet these consisted merely of lone Immortals and Human Immortality Realm foes from their ranks, offering him no real danger. He dispatched them effortlessly and even claimed a few Spiritual Objects in the process.

The elite Devil Race appeared to be in hiding, to the extent that he hadn't crossed paths with any in ages, leaving Li Zhirui with a touch of disappointment, for he yearned for an epic clash.

Before he knew it, he had seamlessly ventured into the Extremely Southern Land—the Undying Volcano!

Where the prior Southern Domain brimmed with turmoil and untamed fury, the Undying Volcano imprinted but a single sensation: scorching intensity!

The moment he crossed into this realm, every other sensation faded away, supplanted solely by blistering warmth! Overwhelming heat!

At that instant, a figure soared toward him from the distance, and drawing nearer, Li Zhirui discerned it as a phoenix!

Its crest mimicked that of a golden pheasant, neck coiling like a serpent, jaw akin to a swallow's, shell echoing a tortoise's, and tail finned as a fish's. Adorned in vibrant hues and radiating a subtle luminescence, it embodied the essence of a propitious sacred creature!

“Honored traveler from distant lands, might you wish to grace my Phoenix Clan with your presence?” Feng Xiang's tone rang clear and melodious, evoking delight in the ear.

“The Phoenix Clan has captivated me for ages, and with such a gracious summons from you, how could I not eagerly agree!” Li Zhirui never anticipated a personal welcome from a phoenix right upon arriving in the Undying Volcano.

Their hospitality was too generous to spurn.

This land belonged to the Phoenix Clan, after all. Declining would derail his cultivation journey; retreating now would squander the effort invested in reaching here.

Besides, Li Zhirui harbored true intrigue toward the Phoenix Clan's domain.

Legends whispered that phoenixes nested amid treasures alone, and this opportunity to witness it firsthand was irresistible—why forgo it?

“This way!” Feng Xiang, forgoing a human guise, guided ahead with sweeping wings.

Li Zhirui trailed in silence, mulling over the Phoenix Clan's motives.

Even as they arrived at what appeared an unremarkable spot devoid of oddities, he still puzzled over it, warily shadowing Feng Xiang past layers of formations and barriers.

Abruptly, the vista before him unfurled dramatically, like stepping into an entirely fresh realm.

“Wow…”

An array of bizarre blooms, uncommon flora, and arcane valuables stretched out ahead, yet to the Phoenix Clan, they resembled mere common brush, tossed aside indifferently.

If Li Zhirui had employed his Qi Observation Technique then, the brilliant and radiant Spirit Light weaving and ascending throughout the area would have caught his eye.

Luckily, his Dao Heart stood steadfast, unmoved by the allure of these Spiritual Objects.

“We're merely at the fringes of Phoenix Valley; kindly keep following me,” Feng Xiang clarified.

At the same time, deep within the Void Chaos, fierce clashes echoed from some concealed nook.

——

In truth, the Mo Family couldn't simply crown an emperor, lacking a proper Human Dao dynasty's foundation, lest the affair grow far more tangled and dire.

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