Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1883: 1410: Pending Revision_2

“No matter what intentions the other side harbors, these three jade slips arrive precisely when we need them most. All of you ought to examine them thoroughly first, so we can adapt their knowledge better to our present circumstances.”

Unsure of Li Zhirui's true motives, they chose to set aside their concerns for now. In the end, strength was the ultimate shield—nothing could touch them if they grew powerful enough.

Once the gathering ended, one of the Saints wasted no time and started crafting an item inspired by the second jade slip's instructions.

Within mere days, the cannon stood complete before them.

“Should its might match what the jade slip describes, this will surely prove a tremendous boon to humanity, the path of Human Dao, and our Mo Family!”

Bang!

The explosive roar that thundered forth as the cannon fired provided the stark confirmation.

Gulp—

The nearby disciples, witnessing such devastating force, couldn't suppress a nervous gulp, their expressions blending terror with thrilled anticipation.

Armed with these cannons, the battles ahead would unfold far more smoothly, allowing them to safeguard their nation with greater ease!

…

Elsewhere.

Li Zhirui remained oblivious to the astonishment those three gifted jade slips had stirred within the Mo Family, pressing onward toward the south.

Along the way, he faced a handful of ambushes from the Devil Race, but these involved only lone Immortals and Human Immortality Realm cultivators from their ranks—mere nuisances he dispatched effortlessly, even claiming a few Spiritual Objects in the process.

The elite Devil Race members appeared to be in hiding, so thoroughly that he hadn't crossed paths with any in ages, leaving Li Zhirui with a touch of disappointment since he craved a fierce clash.

Before he knew it, he had slipped into the Extremely Southern Land—the Undying Volcano!

Where the prior Southern Domain brimmed with disorder and untamed energy, the Undying Volcano imprinted just a single sensation: scorching intensity!

The moment he crossed into this realm, every other sense faded away, overwhelmed by nothing but blistering heat! Overwhelming heat!

At that instant, a figure soared in from the distance, and as it drew near, Li Zhirui recognized it as a phoenix!

Its crest evoked a golden pheasant, neck coiled like a serpent, jaw sharp as a swallow's, shell akin to a tortoise, and tail finned like a fish. Adorned in vibrant hues with a subtle radiant sheen, it embodied the essence of a sacred, fortunate divine creature!

“Honored traveler from distant lands, care to grace my Phoenix Clan with your presence?” Feng Xiang's tone rang clear and melodic, stirring delight with every word.

“The Phoenix Clan has always captivated my interest, and with such a gracious summons from you, how could I decline the opportunity!” Li Zhirui never anticipated a personal welcome from a phoenix right upon entering the Undying Volcano.

Given their warm hospitality, turning them down seemed impossible.

This land belonged to the Phoenix Clan, after all. Rejecting the offer would doom his cultivation journey here—he couldn't simply retreat and squander the effort invested in reaching this point.

Besides, Li Zhirui harbored real intrigue toward the Phoenix Clan's domain.

Legends held that phoenixes nested amid treasures alone, and now the prospect of witnessing it firsthand beckoned—why would he ever forgo that?

“This way, if you please!” Feng Xiang, staying in its avian form, guided ahead with sweeping wings.

Li Zhirui trailed silently, mulling over the Phoenix Clan's possible aims.

They arrived at what appeared an unremarkable spot, devoid of any oddities, yet he still hadn't unraveled their purpose, proceeding warily as Feng Xiang navigated layers of formations and barriers.

Abruptly, the vista before him unfurled dramatically, as though stepping into an entirely fresh realm.

“Wow…”

Stretching out was a vast array of bizarre blooms, uncommon herbs, and arcane treasures, yet to the Phoenix Clan, such wonders littered the ground like common brush, tossed aside without a second thought.

If Li Zhirui had employed his Qi Observation Technique right then, the brilliant, shimmering Spirit Light weaving and ascending throughout the area would have dazzled his sight.

Luckily, his Dao Heart stood unyielding, untouched by the allure of these Spiritual Objects.

“You've only glimpsed the fringes of Phoenix Valley; kindly keep following me,” Feng Xiang clarified.

…

At the same time, deep within the Void Chaos, fierce clashes echoed from some hidden recess.

——

In truth, the Mo Family couldn't simply crown an emperor, for they had yet to forge a true Human Dao dynasty—doing so would tangle matters further and breed even greater chaos.