I was reborn as a young master in an invincible family of immortals

The elders from each sect quickly divided their efforts, not daring to slack off in the slightest as they headed to deal with the mysterious reinforcements. As they approached the mysterious figures, they used their spiritual perception techniques to attempt to detect their cultivation realm and spiritual attributes. However, they were surprised to find that the spiritual fluctuations of these mysterious individuals were extremely obscure and complex, as if shrouded by a mysterious power, making it difficult to accurately determine their depth.

The elders launched a tentative attack, unleashing their respective sects' signature spiritual spells, sending radiant rays of light towards the mysterious figure. Seeing this, the mysterious figure remained calm and composed, simply waving his sleeves. A gentle yet resilient force surged forth, effortlessly neutralizing the elders' attacks. His calm demeanor instilled even greater fear.

"These people are definitely not ordinary people. Everyone should be careful and not be impulsive. First observe their attack methods and flaws." An elder reminded. Everyone nodded and carefully dealt with the mysterious man while paying attention to his every move, hoping to find a way to deal with it and ease the serious situation.

Seeing that the elders hadn't rushed forward, the mysterious figures launched their own attacks. They chanted something, forming complex hand seals with their hands. Spiritual energy surged through their bodies, transforming into strange spiritual runes. These runes shimmered with mysterious light and rapidly combined and arranged in mid-air, forming a variety of spiritual weapons. There were spiritual spears, spiritual axes, and spiritual crossbows. Each one exuded a powerful pressure, as if containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, these spiritual weapons rained down upon the elders and the surrounding disciples of the Immortal Realm, at breakneck speed and with gusts of whistling spiritual energy. Everyone hurriedly unleashed defensive techniques, their spiritual shields lighting up one after another. However, the power of the spiritual weapons was beyond imagination, impacting the shields with a deafening roar. Many of the disciples' shields instantly cracked, and some of those with lower cultivation levels were so shaken by the impact that they vomited blood and flew backwards.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's so powerful. Let's support each other and not fight alone!" An elder shouted loudly. Upon hearing this, everyone in the world of immortal cultivation immediately adjusted their positions, moved closer to each other, gathered their spiritual power together, and jointly held up a more powerful spiritual power light curtain, trying to withstand this round of fierce attacks from the mysterious man. However, everyone knew in their hearts that passively taking a beating like this was not a long-term solution, and they had to find a way to break it as soon as possible.

While the elders and the mysterious man were locked in a stalemate, the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Realm were also busy. Those skilled in concealment and surprise attacks once again employed their special techniques, silently concealing themselves. Taking advantage of the gaps between the mysterious man's attacks, they attempted to circle behind or to the side, looking for opportunities to launch surprise attacks and disrupt the mysterious man's attack rhythm.

The other disciples, under the cover of the spiritual light curtain, carefully observed the mysterious man's every move. They found that after each round of attack, there would be a slight disorder in the spiritual power fluctuations in the brief interval when the mysterious man was forming seals to prepare for the next round of attack. Perhaps this was a flaw that could be exploited.

"Everyone, pay attention. Wait until the next gap in their attack and concentrate your strength to launch a counterattack towards the place where the spiritual power fluctuations are disordered. Maybe we can break their offensive." A clever disciple whispered the message to the people around him. When everyone heard it, a glimmer of hope ignited in their hearts. They clenched the magic weapons in their hands, secretly mobilized their spiritual power, and prepared to seize the fleeting opportunity to reverse the passive situation of being beaten.

Finally, the mysterious man finished another round of attack and began to form seals to prepare for the next round of attack. As the disciples observed, there was a brief disturbance in the fluctuations of their spiritual power.

"Now, attack!" someone shouted, and everyone in the Immortal Cultivation World chanted in unison, directing their gathered spiritual energy towards the area where the mysterious man's spiritual energy was fluctuating and disordered. Suddenly, a dazzling and powerful column of spiritual energy, a variety of colors, intertwined, forming a brilliant and powerful spiritual light beam that rushed towards the mysterious man with overwhelming force.

The mysterious figure seemed to have been caught off guard by the immortal cultivators' ability to exploit this flaw, and for the first time, a hint of surprise crossed his face. However, they reacted swiftly, attempting to cast their spiritual shields once more to resist. However, the shields they had hastily assembled were not strong enough, and under the combined force of their forces, they were instantly breached. The spiritual beams struck several of the mysterious figures, knocking them back several steps. Their ornate robes also became slightly damaged, and the surrounding spiritual energy became chaotic.

"Good opportunity, let's press on and pursue them, don't let them catch their breath!" The elders were overjoyed upon seeing this, and immediately ordered everyone to continue the attack. The morale of the people in the immortal cultivation world was greatly boosted, and they all displayed their strongest skills. Various spiritual attacks surged towards the mysterious man like a tide. For a moment, the situation seemed to have turned around, and the originally one-sided battle began to develop in a direction that was beneficial to the immortal cultivation world.

The mysterious individuals were somewhat discomfited by this sudden counterattack. A flicker of anger flashed in their eyes, and they no longer concealed their strength. Their spiritual energy suddenly erupted, a force so powerful that it distorted the air around them. The mysterious power that had previously enveloped their faces dissipated, revealing their true forms—stern-faced cultivators of a foreign race, their eyes gleaming with an eerie light. Their appearance was distinctly different from that of the rest of the immortal cultivation world, and their clothing also bore a unique, exotic style.

"Damn you ants of the Immortal Cultivation World! How dare you harm us? Today, I'll show you how powerful our race is!" one of the alien cultivators said viciously, his voice thick with hatred. After that, they unleashed a more powerful technique. A massive vortex of spiritual energy appeared in the sky, and from it continuously surged a black spiritual storm, punctuated by streaks of purple lightning, sweeping towards the cultivators. This power was far greater than the previous attack, leaving the observer feeling despair.

The man in black robe saw the mysterious man coming to help, and originally wanted to take the opportunity to break through and escape, but while the people in the immortal world were fighting with the mysterious man, they still divided a part of their strength to firmly restrain them, making it difficult for them to find a suitable opportunity.

Seeing the mysterious man unleash such a powerful attack, a glimmer of hope ignited within the black-robed men. They once again concentrated their strength and charged towards a relatively weak point in the encirclement, attempting to break through the defenses and escape. However, the Xiuxian world had already been prepared, and the disciples and elders defending that side fought desperately. Although the defenses were crumbling under the astonishingly powerful spiritual storm, they gritted their teeth and prevented the black-robed men from succeeding, firmly holding the encirclement and denying them the slightest chance of escape.

"The black-robed men have no chance of success. None of you can escape today!" roared an elder. His voice was still clearly audible amidst the howling spiritual storm. People in the world of immortal cultivation also responded. Even though they were facing a huge crisis at this moment, their determination to protect the world of immortal cultivation and stop the conspiracy of the black-robed men had never wavered.

The black spiritual storm, mingled with purple lightning, swept in. The cultivators of the Immortal Realm used all their might to resist it, but it still seemed powerless. Many disciples' spiritual shields were shattered by the storm, their bodies struck by lightning, and they suffered heavy injuries. The entire battlefield was in ruins, and the cries of killing and screams intertwined, like a tragic song of despair.

Just when everyone felt they were about to collapse, a melodious bell chime suddenly rang out from the distance. The sound was clear and melodious, yet it contained a powerful spiritual force. Wherever it reached, the power of the black spiritual storm gradually weakened, as if it were being restrained. Everyone was overjoyed and looked in the direction of the bell. They saw several familiar figures rushing towards the battlefield. It turned out that the heads of various sects had learned of the critical situation and had brought several supreme elders who had been practicing in seclusion. They carried their sect's most important magic weapons and were ready to work together to reverse the crisis.

Upon arriving at the battlefield, the sect leaders and supreme elders immediately unleashed powerful techniques, channeling their spiritual energy into their sect's magical treasures. These treasures blazed with dazzling light. Some transformed into enormous spiritual dragons, charging fiercely at the black spiritual storm, scattering the storm and extinguishing the lightning wherever they passed. Others unleashed a golden spiritual light curtain, inscribed with ancient runes and possessing immense defensive power. It enveloped the entire cultivation world, repelling subsequent attacks from the mysterious individual and the black-robed figure, allowing everyone to breathe.

"Don't panic, everyone. We are here. Today we will catch all those guys who want to destroy the peace of the world of immortal cultivation!" The leader shouted loudly. His voice was full of majesty and power. It rekindled the fire of hope in the hearts of those who were originally desperate in the world of immortal cultivation, and morale suddenly rose.

Under the leadership of the headmaster and the supreme elders, the people in the world of immortal cultivation adjusted their status again and launched a more fierce counterattack against the mysterious man and the man in black robes. The two sides fell into a fierce melee again, but this time, the situation has gradually tilted in favor of the world of immortal cultivation, and the dawn of victory seems to be just around the corner.

During the fierce battle, a Supreme Elder took advantage of a break in his fight with a foreign cultivator to loudly ask, "Who exactly are you? Why are you meddling in the affairs of our immortal world and aiding and abetting this evil?"

The alien cultivator sneered and responded, "Hmph, we are the Lingxu Clan, and we have a long-standing feud with your world of immortal cultivators. Now, the treasures of this mysterious land are crucial to whether our clan can regain its former glory. How can we watch you monopolize it? Today is the day your world of immortal cultivators will be destroyed!"

The Supreme Elder was shocked when he heard this. He vaguely remembered that the ancient books of the sect had recorded some words about the Lingxu clan. It seemed that in ancient times, the immortal cultivation world and the Lingxu clan had fought a great war for some mysterious resources. The two clans had formed a deep hatred. Unexpectedly, they are now making a comeback for the treasures of the mysterious land. It seems that the reasons behind this battle are much more complicated than imagined.

As the battle dragged on, the situation intensified. Led by their sect leaders and supreme elders, the cultivators of the Immortal Realm clashed fiercely with the Black Robe Men and the Lingxu Clan. Every attack, every resistance, was a matter of life and death. The battlefield seemed to have become a vast crucible of spiritual energy, gleaming with light and roaring with incessant force. Everyone fought with all their might. The outcome of this decisive battle would determine the fate of the Immortal Realm: a return to peace or a plunge into endless darkness. Everything hung in the balance, and everyone, determined to fight to the death, bravely fought to protect the Immortal Realm on this cruel battlefield.