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 aren't depicted, one can easily deduce that he didn't fall during the beast tide. Given the expression of pure shock and betrayal on his face, it is highly probable that an intimate associate struck him down during a moment of vulnerability!

“Does this mean the Secret Realm was originally a Spirit Realm created by the young man's Sect? And is the sword energy lingering outside also a consequence of some internal catastrophe?” Li Zhirui examined every painting, yet his thoughts remained clouded by uncertainty.

“Clues might be waiting further ahead.” Finding no immediate solutions, he refused to linger. Instead, he took flight toward the surrounding islands to scout for anything of worth.

…

While Li Zhirui was busy investigating the Secret Realm, the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had already detected the strange phenomena at Sword Mountain.

“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 construct a Teleportation Array. We must ensure easy access for the future.” By doing so, they wouldn't be forced to wait for the Secret Realm to open naturally, as they were doing now.

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

To many major powers, a Secret Realm is essentially 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 natural cycles. How could such a place be developed? No one would simply scatter precious Spirit Seeds and wait centuries or millennia for them to reach maturity without constant oversight!

If the growth of Spiritual Objects were that effortless, the profession of Spirit Plant Master would be obsolete.

On the contrary, Spirit Plant Masters command high status and respect; a master of the craft can not only hasten the development of Spiritual Objects but also enhance the quality of the Spirit Plants themselves.

With that in mind!

The Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance acted with haste, prioritizing the Teleportation Array before mobilizing a massive wave of clansmen for exploration.

Unaware that Li Zhirui had already infiltrated the area, they assumed they held a monopoly on the domain and saw no need to send Heavenly Immortals immediately.

Consequently, a swarm of cultivators from the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance began pouring into the Secret Realm.

The once desolate realm suddenly surged with activity.

Li Zhirui didn't notice the intrusion at first, but he soon detected the ripples of Mana and realized the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had arrived!

As an uninvited guest, he chose not to show himself. He retreated into the shadows, determined to avoid a confrontation with the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance unless he was left with no other choice.

After all, the exit to this Secret Realm was situated deep within the Northern Domain, territory governed by the Alliance. He would have to traverse their lands to return home.

As the Alliance cultivators spread out, Li Zhirui stumbled upon a new piece of the puzzle.

The narrative still centered on the young man, providing more depth on his evolution from a lowly fisherman into a legendary and formidable Sword Immortal.

“Wait, something is off!”

Li Zhirui had a sudden realization, muttering, “His Cultivation had reached such heights, so why did he never replace that broken sword?”

This implied the shattered blade was the vital element, even though it had vanished without a trace following the young man’s passing.

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

He stopped worrying about the origins of the Secret Realm and focused instead on hunting for Spiritual Objects on the seabed, determined to make the trip profitable now that the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance was breathing down his neck.

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.

The creature soon came into view—a titan stretching hundreds of feet long. Its aura was superior to an Earth Immortal, though it fell just short of the Heavenly Immortal realm.

Roar!

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

“You have the audacity to strike at me?!”

Watching the rapid approach of the monster, Li Zhirui gave a cold snort. He immediately activated a Divine Power to parry the strike while manifesting a forest of massive trees to crush the beast from above.

Wail!

The leviathan shrieked in agony, yet it refused to back down. With eyes crimson with rage, it threw itself at him once more.

It had picked the wrong target. Even if its raw power exceeded the standard Earth Immortal level, it had not achieved a true breakthrough; it was still fundamentally an Earth Immortal.

Had it not been for its immense size and resilience, he would have finished it instantly.

The beast eventually grew sluggish, its body covered in wounds. Still, it neither halted its assault nor attempted to escape.

“Why is it so stubborn? It seems to have no fear of death. Is there something about me that it craves?” Li Zhirui grew suspicious.

If anything was abnormal, it might be his recent visit to the mural-filled cave. Perhaps he had picked up a specific scent or aura that provoked the creature?

“If you are so intent on seeking death, I shall grant you that wish!”

Irritated by the relentless pestering, Li Zhirui stopped holding back. He unleashed his full strength, wanting to end the fight quickly to avoid alerting the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance to his location.

Awoooo!

The titan howled at the watery sky, but its voice was drowned out by his overwhelming offensive. Its aura withered, and its strength failed until it could no longer fight back.

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

Yet this monster stayed, fighting Li Zhirui until its very last drop of blood was spent.

“Such immense fluctuations of Spiritual Energy... could there be a Heavenly Immortal active in this realm?”

A short distance away, several disciples from the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance were huddling in hiding, terrified that the collateral damage from the battle would obliterate them.

This was no exaggeration; it was a very real threat!

The clash between Li Zhirui and the beast was so violent that ordinary cultivators couldn't hope to survive the shockwaves.

Realizing that such powerful entities were roaming the Secret Realm, the disciples' faces turned pale. They had initially thought this expedition would be low-risk, but they had clearly miscalculated!

“A Heavenly Immortal is here. We are no match for such a person. What is our move?”

“We must report this immediately. The rest of the clan needs to be extremely careful from now on.”