Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1936: 1437: Pending Repair

Even though Li Zhirui's strength was heavily restricted, his mere existence weighed heavily on the minds of all present.

The experts from the Floating Light Realm wore grave looks, channeling their mana to its utmost. The instant he acted, they planned to unleash their prepared strikes against him without delay.

“You’re all too wary; I’m no savage flood or wild beast.” Noticing their stance, Li Zhirui let out a light laugh.

But rather than easing up, the tension among them spiked even higher. Sure, he wasn’t a flood or beast, but he proved far more dreadful!

In the end, the former could claim only a few lives, whereas the latter sought to wipe out every one of them and seize their lands besides.

“Your Excellency, with your majestic aura and dignified bearing, you’re obviously a cultivator of justice—why stoop to such shameful deeds?” one of the cultivators called out boldly right away.

“Hahahahaha…”

Li Zhirui burst into booming laughter at those words, pausing after some time, a scornful grin crossing his features as he replied: “Don’t those words from your mouth sound ridiculous to you?”

In this realm, do paths of righteousness or deviance truly exist? They’re just varying views on cultivation and alignments by race.

Now, with Immortal Tao dominant, they brand themselves as the righteous side; come tomorrow, if Demonic Tao rises, they’ll claim the same title.

The Devil Race could do likewise, provided their power overwhelms all.

This divide between virtue and vice hinges more on might than deeds, doctrines, or origins.

When power falls short, tossing around such empty labels only invites mockery.

Beyond that, they hold no true value!

Darkness crept over the cultivators’ faces; they stood speechless, likely unprepared for Li Zhirui’s indifference to such notions, even his derision of them.

“Attack now!”

His words barely ended when Li Zhirui lunged ahead, diving into their midst like a predator amid helpless prey, cutting down several off-guard cultivators in a flash.

Right away, the Li family’s spirits lifted sky-high; a band of their kin, bold and relentless, unleashed a barrage of brilliant spirit beams at the Floating Light Realm, reaping lives in droves.

Their response lagged just a bit at first, but panic didn’t grip them from the unfolding chaos; they steadied swiftly and mounted a fierce retaliation.

Clashes erupted viciously between the two forces, with deaths mounting every second.

Still, thanks to Li Zhirui’s role and their initial edge, the Li family dominated for the moment—though as reinforcements swelled the Floating Light Realm’s ranks, the tide began shifting against them.

Observing this shift, Li Zhirui felt a surge of satisfaction, since pulling in more of their troops was the goal, keeping them from hurrying back to defend their vulnerable flanks.

Yet, witnessing his kin’s mounting losses, a flicker of concern and unease hid behind his stoic mask.

Thus, at the perfect juncture, Li Zhirui ordered the clan to pull back briefly, shifting to a protective array to endure the growing onslaught from the Floating Light Realm.

In truth, a grander scheme brewed in his thoughts; merely stalling these foes wouldn’t demand his direct command—the clan boasted many skilled enough for that.

“Hahahaha, you lot are no big deal! Daring to storm our Floating Light Realm with such feeble might? What fools!” an enemy cultivator sneered with haughty glee, his attitude brimming with overblown swagger.

Li Zhirui stayed unfazed. Folks like him served a purpose, stoking their own side’s ego and hubris, heating the fray and clouding their senses and awareness.

“They’re on the brink—hit them with everything!” the cultivator bellowed in frenzy, rushing forward with wild zeal.

Trailing him, a cluster of cultivators pressed on, their formation so aggressive it looked like they’d shatter the Li family’s barriers in the next breath.

To drag them further into the snare, Li Zhirui directed his people to hold back their full might, deploying only partial force to keep the Defensive Array intact, while seizing the chance to swallow pills and gradually restore their mana.

This calculated display of strain convinced the foes the Li family teetered on collapse, prompting them to ramp up their barrage. Certain overzealous attackers skimped on their own guards, pouring nearly all their mana into the push!

Half a quarter…

A quarter…

Two quarters…

…

The defense, appearing fragile and on the verge of breaking, astonishingly endured for a full hour!

Glancing at the combatants once more, the Li family showed signs of weariness, yet their resolve burned bright, brimming with fresh vitality; meanwhile, the Floating Light Realm’s assailants, drained from their狂 assault, had scant mana remaining.

“This is bad! It’s a ploy—Junior Brother Bai and the rest are at risk!”

Even the slowest in the back lines caught the oddity, struck with horror, and hastily mustered all to rush aid.

Yet the Li family moved swifter still!

“Unleash everything now—spare not a single one of these foolhardy cultivators!” With Li Zhirui’s order, a thousand hues of divine forces, incantations, treasures, and charms exploded forth, weaving a horrifying flood in the sky that crashed down with savage force!