Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1852: 1395: Disguise
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Chapter 1852: Chapter 1395: Disguise
A minor, abnormal ripple was detected only as they moved past two Heavenly Immortals. However, after a sweep of their Divine Sense revealed nothing, the immortals dismissed it as a trick of their own senses and ceased their investigation.
Perhaps, they simply chose to turn a blind eye.
Having occupied the Secret Realm for an extended period to conduct a massive harvest of Spiritual Objects, they had already crossed paths with several Heavenly Immortals possessing terrifying strength.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance had become far more cautious and wary, having learned painful lessons from these unbeatable figures and suffering significant losses.
Under these conditions, they incorrectly assumed the brief disturbance originated from one of those old monsters. Naturally, they lacked the courage to probe further, fearing they might bring a catastrophe upon their comrades.
Unbeknownst to them, there were no old monsters present. It was merely Li Zhirui, whose Cultivation base was similar to theirs, failing to achieve perfect concealment in their presence.
Although the internal reasoning was unclear to him, he was relieved to reach the Secret Realm portal safely and without delay.
The portal stood unguarded and silent because he had arrived over ten days early, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance remained unaware that an outsider was even present.
Once he confirmed the area was secure, Li Zhirui dove into the portal without a second thought. A violent, spinning sensation immediately seized him; despite his best efforts to resist, he could not ward off the waves of dizziness.
Nevertheless, he kept a portion of his consciousness focused on the shifting environment around him.
The moment he crossed back into the Primal Spirit Realm, he suppressed his discomfort and instantly transformed into an Escape Light, bolting toward the most distant horizon.
“Hmm?”
The Heavenly Immortals stationed to guard the exterior of the Secret Realm noticed the anomaly and roared, “Stop!”
“That person is a human cultivator! Intercept him immediately! Do not let him get away!”
Recently, numerous old monsters had emerged from the Secret Realm. Having been warned of their overwhelming power, the guards had not dared to challenge them, choosing instead to step aside and let them pass without so much as a question.
This had caused their vigilance to slacken, providing Li Zhirui with the perfect opening to seize his chance for escape.
Risking everything to break free, he pushed his Flying Escape to the limit, crossing hundreds of miles in a heartbeat.
Yet, hundreds or even thousands of streaks of Spirit Light pursued him relentlessly; the secrets of this Secret Realm could not be allowed to leak, particularly to the human race!
Seeing their grim persistence, Li Zhirui understood the fears of the Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance and shouted, “I am willing to swear a Dao Oath to never reveal a single detail about this Secret Realm to the world! Should I break it, let Heavenly Punishment strike me down!”
“With such a vow, will you grant me passage?”
Even as he shouted, his pace did not falter as he continued his desperate flight.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Alliance offered no response, acting as though they hadn't heard a word while maintaining their stubborn chase.
“Damn it!”
Li Zhirui cursed under his breath. If his strength weren't so lacking, he would have loved to turn back and teach them a lesson!
Currently, however, his only priority was survival.
He shifted his trajectory toward a region thick with mountains and lush flora. This wasn't to lose them through terrain alone, but to use the environment to mask his presence and create a window for spatial concealment!
After utilizing a Secret Technique to burn his mana and surge ahead, he managed to temporarily break their line of sight behind a mountain. Li Zhirui knew his moment had arrived!
He used his mana to project false trails of flight in several directions while simultaneously retracting his aura. Hiding within a small patch of grass, he vanished instantly into a pocket of space.
Hardly a breath after Li Zhirui entered concealment, the Heavenly Immortals arrived at the spot where he had vanished.
“Where did he go?!”
One Heavenly Immortal unleashed the full force of his Divine Sense to scour the area, but when no trace was found, he let out a roar of frustrated disbelief.
“Curse it! Has he actually escaped?”
“That’s impossible! If he possessed such skill, he would have used it from the start rather than waiting until he reached the forest. This must be a concealment Secret Technique.”
“Precisely! Scour every inch; I refuse to believe his Secret Technique can be maintained for long!”
Despite their exhaustive efforts—even digging several feet into the earth and turning the landscape upside down—Li Zhirui remained nowhere to be found.
By then, several hours had passed since his disappearance.
The realization had already taken root in their hearts, though they were loath to admit defeat.
A few more hours ticked by, and when they were summoned back to their posts at the Secret Realm, they had no choice but to withdraw.
Convinced the human cultivator was long gone, they left no sentries behind, forfeiting their last chance to find him as they departed in a fit of rage.
Meanwhile, the man they had been hunting had already finished recovering within his spatial refuge.
The Five Elements Immortal Root swayed gently behind him, drawing in the surrounding Spiritual Energy to accelerate his rejuvenation.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Zhirui slowly opened his eyes. He reached out to touch the trunk of the tree and whispered, “Thank you.”
“It was nothing,” the Five Elements Root replied with a hint of shyness.
Ever since it had gained Spiritual Intelligence, it often felt quite isolated, as Li Zhirui and Yuhong were the only other living souls within the space.