Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1990 - 1464: The End

"Li Xiuting!"

In all fairness, Li Xiuting's achievements were truly impressive, and amid this disaster, his offerings to the clan ranked highest!

Hence, when an Elder suggested letting him guide the clan folks to pursue Devil Beasts in the hills, clearing the family's karma without delay, nobody raised a protest.

"It's decided—he'll take charge!"

Li Xiuyuan didn't think of picking others—after all, the Devil Beasts in Shanhai State possessed feeble cultivation and power. They existed primarily to hone the youth, so no great strength was required for the task.

As a result, Li Xiuting, fresh back at Mount Wanxian for mere days of recovery, got the clan's command to direct a band of relatives into various mountain chains to hunt Devil Beasts.

Sharp-minded as he was, he instantly surmised upon the directive that the clan sensed the calamity nearing its close and rushed to tie up their karma.

Thus, Li Xiuting wasted no time; he rapidly assembled his squad and guided the kin deep into the peaks to slaughter Devil Beasts.

Thanks to this team's hard work, they wiped out roughly seventy percent of Shanhai State's Devil Beasts in just one month. The survivors consisted of expectant females or immature offspring.

Sure, the Devil Beasts' frailty played a role, but Li Xiuting's command was the key factor.

Unavoidably, some got hurt or perished along the way, yet the toll stayed minimal, with most enduring only injuries.

Following that, the Li family held back from any major actions.

With karma settled, the Sea Clan lurking deep in seclusion, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance dug in firmly—so even desiring more merit, opportunities were scarce.

Consequently, all resumed their duties. Barring the halt in prior cultivation, daily life flowed unchanged; they silently bided the calamity's conclusion.

To the Li family, existence felt like a serene haven isolated from turmoil, yet across the Primal Spirit Realm, others battled on against the catastrophe.

This rang especially true for cultivators and Human Dao practitioners in the Southern Domain—they outnumbered all. However, post the latest massive clash, much Devil Race karma had dissipated, so they refused to linger, turning sons into mere fodder for foes.

But would humans yield so readily? Ultimately, they pursued relentlessly; the Devil Race fought back while pulling away, retreating to the Hundred Thousand Mountains—their stronghold—before humans finally stopped.

After all, breaching it would spark the Devil Race's desperate stand; victory might come, but at ruinous cost to their ranks—pointless indeed.

Still, with lingering karma binding them, no superior path emerged, leaving them clueless on next steps.

Regarding clashes between Human Dao and Immortal Dao? Leaders on either side retained sanity—they'd never ignite foolish inter-faction wars for endless generations.

Out of choices, one foe remained!

The Demonic Tao in the Western Domain!

Venturing to the Far West for Sea Clan battles held no appeal—too remote, and the calamity might conclude before arrival.

As Heavenly Immortal Li Zhirui detected worldly shifts, and scores of Heavenly Immortals among them—though not all aware, some certainly were.

Rather than distant journeys, they targeted Demon Cultivators right within West Continent!

Whether this provoked Demonic Tao's wrath and reprisal—they shrugged it off.

Future fallout could wait; clearing karma took precedence now.

Moreover, Immortal and Demon stood as eternal rivals, Human Dao and Demon Cultivators often collided—added grudges or not, it scarcely signified.

So Human Dao and Immortal Dao rallied unresolved-karma cultivators, uniting to soar toward West Continent.

At that juncture, Western Continent teemed with Demon Cultivators; some defended sect gates or heritage sites, others roamed as Loose Cultivators.

How could they endure the ferocious raids from Immortal Dao and Human Dao packs?

Flocks of Demon Cultivators fled desperately, letting the duo not just purge karma but plunder heaps of Spiritual Objects and techniques.

Word of this swiftly hit the Far West vanguard!

"Curse them! Those Immortal Dao scum are utterly vile—striking from behind to shatter our legacy!"

Fury boiled among Demon Cultivators. Frontline edges already faltered; now the homeland descended into mayhem. Combined, it appeared Demonic Tao teetered on total ruin.

"Don't those Immortal Dao types crave fighting the Sea Clan to clear karma? Why not yield the battlefield—force them solo against Sea Clan while we wheel around to expel those wretched cultivators and Human Dao from West Continent!"

"Unchecked assaults like this could hand them all of West Continent!"

This Heavenly Immortal Demon Cultivator's idea won full backing!

Post-discussion, they shrouded the scheme in secrecy; not a soul in the opposing camp caught wind.

Departing, they schemed to leave a massive "present" for the cultivators!

Several quiet days elapsed, till war's inferno blazed anew.

Sea Clan prowess endured unchallenged, surging forth with Water Devil swarms into dense, shadowy surges, slamming savagely onto shore.

The spectacle chilled the spine, yet cultivators, battle-hardened, stayed steady. Assaults flew only as Water Devils neared firing distance, drawing on stockpiled might.

By prior unspoken pact, Demon Cultivators opposite would counter simultaneously, together repelling the Beast Tide.

But the Demon Cultivators' response stunned both cultivators and Water Devils—they pulled out!

"Trouble!"

Multiple Heavenly Immortal cultivators grasped the peril at once, barking orders to reshape arrays, prioritizing endurance against this Sea Clan push before plotting ahead.

If cultivators seethed with dismay and fury, Sea Clan erupted in gleeful roars.

Before, united Immortal and Demon had thwarted their drives; now, sole cultivators manning the barrier while Demon Cultivators bolted created a yawning breach—failing to exploit it meant slinking oceanward, forsaking West Continent conquest dreams.

"Blast it! What's in those fiends' heads? Can't they see Sea Clan seizing inner seas spells doom for humanity?"

Unknowing of rear forces scourging Demon Cultivators' roots, the cultivators couldn't fathom or stomach their rivals' logic or deeds.

Yet for Demonic Tao, pinned from front and back, prioritizing West Continent soil was inevitable. It guarded not just heritage, but their core existence!