Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

At their level of cultivation, they generally try to avoid taking action whenever possible.

The battle between Nascent Soul stage experts is no small matter. If they really fight, the entire mountain range will be destroyed, and no one present will be able to leave.

Given the current situation, it seems they have no time to hesitate any longer.

They could only hope that the high-level cultivators of the five major sects could discover the anomaly in time. They had already done their best to delay the situation for so long in front of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"In that case, the three of us have no choice but to experience your superior skills."

After speaking, three astonishing spiritual pressures surged forth, and with a hand seal, an invisible light shield slowly condensed, protecting the entire Xuandao Sect within it.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy in the world surged, and spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles gathered and entered the magic array beneath their feet.

Under the astonished gazes of the Core Formation stage cultivators, a phantom of a white tiger, a thousand feet in size, slowly materialized, roaring towards the sky and spitting out countless metallic sword energies.

Countless flying swords rained down like a storm.

"It's the White Tiger Sword Formation!"

A slightly surprised voice came from within the black mist.

With a wide-open mouth, it swallowed the Core Formation stage cultivators in its hands.

Immediately afterwards, the phantoms of the true dragon, colorful phoenix, and Kunpeng circling behind him roared to the sky, circling around the black-robed cultivator. No matter how fiercely the flying swords outside attacked, they could not get close to the black-robed cultivator even a fraction of an inch.

The black-robed cultivator had blood-red eyes, and his rotting arm rapidly swelled up. As the true spirit phantom continued to merge, it transformed in the blink of an eye into a burly man with a bushy beard several feet tall.

His two eyes were black and red, and his spiritual pressure as a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surged forth, shattering the surrounding towering mountains.

With a flick of his finger, a tiny, pitch-black dot appeared out of thin air, seemingly capable of devouring everything, absorbing all the flying swords formed by the Xuanwu Sword Formation.

The black-robed cultivator rubbed his hands together, and a thick arc of electricity burst forth from his palms, transforming into a vast net that swept towards the roaring white tiger below.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, ghostly energy emanated from his cane, and countless ghostly figures flew out, enveloping the entire world.

Instantly, the sky within a hundred miles became incredibly dark.

"This is... the Demon Prison of Wraiths! Who exactly are you, and how do you possess such supernatural powers?"

The white-robed cultivator at the head of the group flipped his palm, and a small seal radiating colorful light shot out. After spinning around, it transformed into a colossal seal a thousand feet long, which met the falling electric net.

The instant the colorful aura and the golden electric grid intersected, a deafening roar resounded through the heavens and earth. Thick, winding lightning snakes coiled and scattered in all directions, striking the surrounding rocky mountains and creating countless cracks and fissures.

Suffering such a blow, the White Tiger Sword Formation trembled violently, and countless flying swords condensed and swirled, forming a giant golden sword a thousand feet in size, which slashed down at the black shadow in mid-air without the slightest hesitation.

Rumble!

The giant sword cleaved down, splitting a massive gash in the towering mountain. Rivers and lakes overflowed, and fierce sword energy raged, even cleaving the ghostly clouds that shrouded the heavens in two!

"do you died?"

The Core Formation stage cultivators stared blankly into the distance, muttering to themselves.

Immediately afterward, the nearby void rippled, and a figure slowly appeared—it was the black-robed cultivator.

"This sword strike is quite powerful, but it's a pity it's too slow."

With a single outstretched hand, a massive palm print covering the entire mountain range slowly materialized and slammed down towards the three people below.

The powerful spiritual pressure pierced through the mountain-protecting array, and the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation cultivators screamed in agony as they exploded into clouds of blood mist.

"you wanna die!"

Upon seeing this, the three roared in anger, their magical power surging forth.

The seven-colored seal and the golden giant sword were swung out and smashed wildly towards the giant hand that was pressing down.

The large hand slowly pressed down, and no matter how the three resisted, it couldn't slow down in the slightest.

There was a loud bang!

In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and all things trembled.

The area where the Xuandao Sect was located was pierced through in one strike, and the White Tiger Sword Formation, which roared to the sky, was reduced to ashes, leaving only a huge crater thousands of meters long, telling the story of what had just happened.

A ripple appeared in the void, and three figures stood in mid-air, looking quite disheveled.

Looking at the bottomless pit beneath his feet, a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

Although they had never seen a Nascent Soul stage cultivator make a move, such power was probably comparable to that of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!

Who is this person?

"Since the three of you are unwilling to activate this formation, then you may set off on your journey in peace!"

The black-robed cultivator sneered, his expression indifferent as he gazed at the scene below. His body shone brightly, and wherever the seven-colored light enveloped, the space instantly became distorted.

Countless ghostly figures merged into the black-robed cultivator's body, then transformed into countless blood swords. Ghostly energy swirled around the blood swords as they roared towards the three suns.

Just then, a strange movement came from the Heavenly Demon Eye not far away.

The ghostly aura and blood sword that had been rushing towards them vanished without a trace. Even the black-robed cultivator in mid-air had disappeared without a trace. The ghostly clouds that had been covering them gradually dispersed, and the bright sunlight shone down.

At this moment, the three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Xuandao Sect looked as if they had survived a calamity.

But then, as if he had just thought of something, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, transforming into three streaks of light that shot away, heading towards the direction of the Heavenly Demon Eye.

......

Inside the Heavenly Demon Eye, Han Li and his group, led by Murong Ying, arrived at the Life Gate area of ​​the Five Elements Qiankun Sword Formation.

After waiting for several days without any results, and after some negotiation, they decisively opened the life gate space of the Five Elements Qiankun Sword Formation.

In the outer area of ​​the Heavenly Demon Eye, at an abandoned stone platform.

The remaining cultivators from various sects gathered here, and the top disciples of each sect, led by Yan Xiao, Li Qinglin, and Murong Ying, joined forces to activate the life gate teleportation restriction.

On the plaza stood more than forty Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

Compared to the more than 120 people who entered, more than two-thirds of them were lost, proving that this demon-hunting operation was indeed extremely dangerous.

However, despite this, the gains this time were indeed remarkable. In addition to the Mountain Moving Taoist advancing to the mid-stage Great Perfection of Black Zombie, he also obtained a lot of rare materials.

I've also collected all the secret techniques needed to break through to the Core Formation stage.

What Han Li didn't expect was that his senior brother Fang Yuan actually perished in the pursuit of the ancient true demon.

With Fang Yuan's cultivation at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, he was among the top disciples in this Demon Hunter competition. With the help of Yan Xiao and others, he would not have perished under normal circumstances.

Unfortunately, the appearance of the ancient true demon caught everyone off guard.

Even Han Li almost perished at the hands of this demon, let alone the other Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It now seems that the reason why the demonic cultivators we encountered in the temple went to such lengths to break the seal of the Taiyin Qimen Formation was probably to release this demon.

With this level of demonic cultivation, even if Han Li and that Fellow Daoist Mo joined forces, they would definitely not be a match for him.

Unfortunately, despite all his calculations, he hadn't anticipated that this Fellow Daoist Mo would possess such abilities, and he died before he could unleash the True Demon.

At this moment, Han Li was using the Li Huo Sect's techniques to continuously inject magical power into the array plate token.

As dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators on the scene unleashed their full power, beams of Five Elements magic densely covered the entire platform, with various colored spiritual lights intertwining and merging into the token not far away.

With the continuous infusion and blessing of magical power, the originally simple and unadorned token of life suddenly shone brightly, becoming increasingly luminous as time went by.

Strands of spatial power continuously emanated, and various strange Five Elements runes spread throughout the void, merging into the Five Elements Sword Formation and echoing each other.

Under the watchful eyes of the group, the space above the originally unbreakable barrier distorted and fluctuated, revealing an exit several meters in size.

At the exit, the five elements of sword energy shrouded the area, emitting a hazy glow that was dazzling and mesmerizing.