Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1825: 1381: Pending Restoration_2
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Furthermore, the puppet was unable to exert its full potential. He refrained from allowing the demon cultivator to unleash his full strength, fearing the captive might shatter the seal through force.
Only if he attained the Earth Immortal realm himself would such concerns become irrelevant.
On that note!
“Search his storage magical treasure. See if a positioning treasure is hidden within, and verify if his previous claims were truthful,” Xiaoqing commanded.
Li Xianyan gave a nod and manipulated the puppet as directed. Upon searching the storage magical treasure, they indeed discovered a positioning treasure inside.
Once the demon cultivator’s honesty was confirmed, Xiaoqing immediately ordered, “Inform the Clan Leader to mobilize our people for an immediate departure. This time, every single one of those demon cultivators must be wiped out!”
Should they stumble now, the demon cultivators would surely retreat into deeper shadows and act with greater stealth, posing a dire threat to the family's future!
A total victory was essential. Even if they could not purge every last demon cultivator in a single strike, the majority had to be crushed to ensure they could never gather enough strength to regroup.
Following the report, Li Liangxiang required only an hour to muster over ten thousand clan members. Equipped with various strategic spiritual objects, they boarded the cloud boats, prepared to launch the assault at a moment's notice!
“Depart! Proceed at maximum speed!”
Standing at the prow of the leading vessel, Xiaoqing held the positioning treasure and guided their course.
Meanwhile.
In a different region, concealed within a bank of dense clouds, the demon cultivators were waiting.
Anxiety grew among them as two of their companions failed to return. They suspected the Li family might have captured them, casting doubt on the safety of their current hideout.
Yet, before a decision to flee could be reached, the horizon was filled with the Li family’s cloud boats, surrounding them completely!
High in the sky, the wind shrieked, unable to penetrate the thick, unnatural mist.
It was only when several massive cloud boats tore through the atmosphere that the veil was lifted, exposing more than a thousand demon cultivators lurking within!
“You dared to enter Shanhai State; now, do not dream of leaving. This shall be your grave!” Xiaoqing cried out. He manipulated the Gang Wind of the Ninth Heaven, reversing its flow to create a colossal cage that sealed the entire area.
The speed of the Li family’s arrival caught the demon cultivators off guard. They only realized the danger when the enemy was already upon them.
“You all see the situation. Without a desperate struggle, there is no hope for escape! We must unite if we wish to live!” Blood Suspension, the leading Earth Immortal demon cultivator, barked in a raspy voice.
With those words, he lunged forward to meet Xiaoqing in battle.
A sea of blood manifested beneath his feet, its crimson tides churning with the wails of countless resentful spirits that clawed at the surface in a frantic attempt to flee.
“Die!”
Blood Suspension roared as the crimson depths boiled. Massive waves of gore surged toward the heavens, entwining with the spirits to form a blood-red rope that lashed out at Xiaoqing.
As it cut through the air, a foul stench erupted, accompanied by the piercing shrieks of the damned, threatening to overwhelm the senses and cloud the mind.
“Nothing but cheap tricks!”
Xiaoqing watched the onslaught with a frigid gaze. As the attack drew near, he simply gestured with his hands, summoning the winds of heaven and earth. They condensed into a massive sword of spirit wind, sharp enough to sever anything in existence.
The colossal blade turned into a bolt of lightning, striking the red rope. No thunderous blast followed; instead, the rope of compressed blood was sliced through as easily as a strand of silk!
The sword, its momentum barely hindered, continued its lethal trajectory toward Blood Suspension.
Sensing the overwhelming power, Blood Suspension’s expression twisted. He rapidly performed hand seals, causing pillars of blood to erupt from the sea, forming multiple defensive barriers before him.
Tsch——
Against the peerless edge of the spirit wind sword, these shields were cleaved in two instantly.
However, the sea of blood appeared bottomless, constantly throwing up new layers of liquid to stall the sword’s progress.
Under this relentless friction, the once-flawless blade began to show chips. Stained by the corrupt blood, its radiant spirit light started to fade.
Seeing this, Xiaoqing shifted his seal and shouted, “Explode!”
Rumble——
The giant sword, having spent the bulk of its essence, detonated. The compressed spirit winds were unleashed, transforming into a violent cyclone that tore through the blood sea.
“Puh!”
Blood Suspension was caught completely unawares. As the storm evaporated half of his blood sea, the backlash from the broken divine power forced him to cough up a spray of gore.
“Perish!”
A murderous glint flashed in Xiaoqing’s eyes. He shaped the surrounding atmosphere into a barrage of wind-forged weapons, raining them down upon his foe.
Blood Suspension refused to yield. As his demonic qi flared, the remaining blood sea birthed hideous spirits that merged together. Absorbing every drop of remaining power, they transformed into a monstrous, hundred-zhang-tall resentful spirit of pure crimson.
…
As the saying goes, two flowers bloom on separate branches.
Deep within the Void Chaos, Li Zhirui remained in secluded Cultivation, refining his techniques. He was entirely unaware that the Primal Spirit Realm had been struck by a great disaster, or that his clan was currently engaged in such a fierce struggle.