Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1947: 1442: Omen (2)
The once serene stronghold erupted into a frenzy of activity in an instant, buzzing with unmatched energy as cultivators dashed at full speed toward Li Zhixuan's location.
Every individual lifted their gaze toward her, eyes brimming with adoration, thrill, ecstasy, and various other feelings.
Within a mere instant, the previously deserted area filled up completely with crowds, leaving no space whatsoever. Despite the intense congestion, nobody thought of departing—they refused to let this chance slip by!
Li Zhixuan was genuinely astonished by her own formidable ability to draw such a massive following; she had anticipated gathering plenty of cultivators, but nothing like this scale.
In earlier times, she might have viewed it as no issue—perhaps even welcomed it, as it would speed up her resource gains. However, things had changed; she no longer required such a vast number of cultivators.
Yet with everyone already there, it felt improper to shoo them off; she would simply figure out how to utilize them and dispatch them as required.
Naturally, those who preferred otherwise could venture out independently.
Still, the vast majority of cultivators opted to follow her lead, while just a handful, feeling discontent, quietly assembled groups to venture into the Floating Light Realm alone.
To them, after all these years, the Floating Light Realm's secrets had been fully uncovered; with careful steps, their gains could easily rival or surpass others'.
However, the moment they embarked, they quickly grasped their overconfidence; countless elements proved far more challenging than anticipated.
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With every Immortal Tao faction in the Floating Light Realm eradicated, leaving only scattered minor groups and independent cultivators, Li Zhixuan saw no point in dealing with them personally, allowing the independents to handle it—which worked perfectly for them.
She then guided the bulk of the cultivators directly westward!
That region had belonged to the Demonic Tao before, and earlier, to counter the Li family's aggressive push, they had summoned Devil Race allies to bolster their barriers.
Soon afterward, though, Li Zhirui halted the Li family's offensive, pulling everyone back to the stronghold—rendering the area abandoned once more.
Meanwhile, minor clashes flared up between the Demonic Tao and Devil Race. Without an outside danger, outright conflict might have erupted.
After repeated disputes, a divide started forming between the two sides!
And across this century, the divide grew ever deeper; absent the Li family's looming threat, they would have surely parted ways long ago.
Now, Li Zhixuan advanced with her vast cultivator army and launched an assault on the Demonic Tao and Devil Race!
Slash!
Without a word, she raised her hand and unleashed a surge of Sword Qi.
Yet this effortless stroke almost demolished their barriers in one go.
A glowing shield materialized, shaking fiercely. Spiritual radiance blinked erratically, as though it teetered on the brink of collapse at any second.
It was only through waves of demon cultivators channeling their mana into the protective formation that they managed to barely endure Li Zhixuan's blow.
“Damn! Why is her strength so terrifying?!”
“Even if she is a Heavenly Immortal Cultivator, her strength has been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao by eighty percent—how can she still unleash such terrifying attacks?”
Though they had braced themselves, truly facing Li Zhixuan's prowess made them comprehend just how horrifying her power truly was!
In that instant, these demon cultivators and Devil Race members finally grasped why the Immortal Tao had fallen so swiftly.
Previously, they had secretly sneered at the Immortal Tao's frailty for allowing Outsider Creatures to annihilate their sects, but now, those notions evaporated entirely.
Without the Heavenly Dao's suppression, that single sword strike would have probably eradicated them all.
Rumble—
Before they could regroup, the cultivators trailing Li Zhixuan unleashed their own barrages, and suddenly, the heavens blazed with radiant spiritual glows.
To the demon cultivators and Devil Race, however, those splendid beams were deadly omens laced with lethal intent, jolting them alert and compelling them to muster forces for retaliation.
A barrage of supernatural techniques exploded from their grasp, slamming into the onslaught of spiritual energy and immediately churning up massive ripples in the deluge.
They had grabbed the upper hand and repelled this wave of assaults!
This result reignited the confidence of the demon cultivators and devil beasts—no matter her solo might, how could she single-handedly crush both the Demonic Tao and Devil Race?
Simultaneously, it exposed their foe's vulnerability!
They could assign some to stall Li Zhixuan while the others targeted the feebler outsider cultivators.
Spotting this flaw, they exploited it without delay, so the Demonic Tao and Devil Race swiftly adjusted strategies, prioritizing the massacre of cultivators to erode the attackers' numbers.
Moreover, if outsider losses mounted too high, their options boiled down to sending reinforcements or pulling back!
Therefore, they resolved to take the risk—wagering these realm-external cultivators would opt for retreat.
“By the way! Does anyone know where these outsider cultivators’ stronghold is?” a Devil Race Human Immortal abruptly inquired.
Immediately, a response came: “You want to wipe out their rear stronghold—cut off their supplies?”
“Exactly! And the pathway they use to enter must also be there. If we can destroy it, we’ll be safe—maybe we’ll never have to live in fear again!”
At these words, everyone's gazes ignited with hope. Indeed!
By blocking the 'path' these outsiders took into the Floating Light Realm, not only would fresh intruders cease arriving, but the current ones would remain stranded indefinitely, ultimately surrounded and, under the Heavenly Dao's hostility and restraint, doomed to perish!
The scheme sounded solid, yet regrettably, the gateway they envisioned wasn't unique—at any moment from the far-off Primal Spirit Realm, the Li family could create another! True entrapment was impossible.
Envisioning this promising outlook, demon cultivators and devil beasts alike brimmed with joy.
They started summoning backup from behind, but to avoid tipping off the adversaries, this new wave of demon cultivators and devil beasts skirted the frontline. They took a circuitous path instead, enduring the extended journey to keep their scheme concealed until the right time.
In merely a handful of days, they amassed over thirty thousand—ten thousand demon cultivators, plus more than twenty thousand Devil Race members.
Though the Devil Race contributed more troops, the majority consisted of low-tier devil beasts, mere fodder to charge barriers and drain enemy vigor.
For utter assurance, no fewer than seven Human Immortals commanded the group.
It didn't appear insurmountable, but remember—the Floating Light Realm was merely a Middle Thousand World, where Human Immortal marked the peak attainment.
To mobilize seven Human Immortals together—they were evidently set on capturing the Li family’s stronghold.
As everything unfolded covertly, frontline fighters like Li Zhixuan remained oblivious, and the family couldn't ready defenses beforehand.
Since she had moderated her strikes, the conflict stayed balanced; her forces held only a marginal edge at best.
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As the proverb states, “Two flowers bloom, each on its own stem.”
The former Immortal Tao territories—the Li family stronghold.
Li Zhirui abruptly snapped open his eyes, his forehead creasing instinctively, and he whispered to himself, “Why does it seem like something bad is about to befall me?”
Moments ago, he had been peacefully immersed in cultivation when a rush of warmth flooded his chest, yanking him from his trance right away.
Ever since arriving in the Floating Light Realm, his power had faced severe curtailment, yet his spiritual awareness stayed intact. This abrupt foreboding sharpened Li Zhirui's vigilance at once.
After pondering briefly, he called over a few clansmen and directed, “Split into teams and patrol every direction. The instant you spot anything unusual, hurry back and inform me—don’t approach or probe too closely!”