Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Han Li took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his thoughts. He circulated the Purple Yang Primordial Force and the Lesser Yang Technique, which washed over his meridians like a gentle stream.

As time passed, the magical power within his body gradually became more abundant and profound.

After doing all this, Han Li slowly opened his eyes and walked out of the tent.

The sky was gradually darkening, and an inexplicable chill was creeping in.

In Han Li's view, the reason why Cambrian Kingdom suddenly launched an attack at this time was simply to take advantage of the opportune moment.

As for the reason for the Cambrian Kingdom's invasion, it was mainly because the Cambrian Kingdom's environment was too harsh and unsuitable for mortal cultivators to live and cultivate. Therefore, they wanted to settle in Ningzhou and occupy a place there.

In a sense, Cambrian Kingdom was not wrong. And the cultivators of Ningzhou were not wrong to protect their country and defend their homeland.

There is never any right or wrong in this world.

At this moment, in a mountainous area more than ten miles away from the camp, several figures in black robes hovered in mid-air on flying magical artifacts. The cold moonlight shone on them, like a thin layer of frost.

"They're coming."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, several streaks of light sped from not far away, arriving in front of them in just a few breaths.

"Now that everyone is here, let's set off!"

The leader of the men in black glanced around, and after confirming that everything was correct, he slowly spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure that had been hovering suddenly shot out and disappeared into the forest in a few flashes.

Seeing this, the remaining men in black robes exchanged glances and then transformed into streaks of light and shot away.

"Junior Brother Han, what happened between you two? Junior Sister has been absent-minded ever since she came back this afternoon."

At this moment, a female voice suddenly rang in Han Li's mind; it was none other than Murong Ying's voice.

"It's nothing, but Fellow Daoist Murong, I have carefully studied the situation at the front, but there are still many questions I have."

"Take the Battle of Wind and Thunder Valley six months ago, for example. The enemy clearly had the opportunity to wipe out our entire force, so why did they suddenly give up the pursuit? Now, they have even adopted a strategy of encircling without attacking. I don't think these demonic cultivators would be so kind. There must be some hidden reason behind this."

Han Li didn't want to continue the conversation on this topic, so he quickly laughed it off and changed the subject.

"These things are actually not complicated. The reason why Cambrian Kingdom broke out in war was to take over Ningzhou and become an existence on par with the five major sects. Naturally, they did not want the five major sects to suffer heavy losses. Otherwise, the three sects of the demonic path would become the only ones that could control the situation."

"The cultivators of the Cambrian Kingdom were well aware of this, so although the two sides cooperated temporarily, it was only a loose alliance. With each side harboring their own ulterior motives, this gave us the opportunity to escape."

"Actually, the way to end this war is very simple. As long as the cooperative relationship between Cambrian Kingdom and the demonic path of Crimson Nether State is broken, this struggle will naturally be resolved without a fight. It just depends on whether the leaders of each faction have the determination and courage to do so."

"The reason we've ended up in this situation is probably because the two sides' powerful figures are negotiating their core interests; otherwise, things wouldn't have come to this."

Murong Ying pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"If we could reach an agreement, we would have done so years ago. Why wait until now?"

"Moreover, in my opinion, the three demonic sects may not be interested in invading Ningzhou. Their purpose is much more complex and bloody than that of the Cambrian Kingdom. Under such circumstances, trying to figure it out is nothing short of wishful thinking."

For a moment, Han Li thought about many things. From the Imperial Sword Sect to Wuling City, and then to the Heavenly Demon Eye, these seemingly unrelated things must have some connection. If he could grasp these connections, he might be able to figure out the real reason why the three demonic sects attacked.

Several hours later, on a certain mountain peak, at a sheer cliff.

Several figures dressed in black robes appeared, their bodies emanating no aura whatsoever. They were coldly watching the mortal mountain stronghold below, without uttering a word.

"I never expected that these scum of the demonic path would set up their stronghold in a mortal mountain stronghold."

Jiao Fei's eyes flashed with golden light as he coldly stared at the busy mortals below. He released his Foundation Establishment stage divine sense and probed into the underground palace hidden beneath the ground.

The moment one's divine sense touched the stone door, a restrictive wave surrounded the area, making it impossible to see what was inside.

"Fellow Daoists, as we discussed before, we will split into two groups. One group will be responsible for clearing out the strongholds in the eastern region, while the other group will be responsible for gathering relevant intelligence. Let's set off immediately."

At this moment, Murong Ying's voice rang in everyone's minds.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiao Fei took a step forward, his body radiating spiritual light. He released his mid-Foundation Establishment spiritual pressure and charged into the crowd below.

Seeing this, the others exchanged glances, then turned and shot off towards the mountain stronghold below.

Han Li, Gan Rushuang, and the other four Foundation Establishment cultivators remained completely still.

A moment later, four figures descended from the sky, looking menacing, and were immediately spotted by the Qi Refining cultivators guarding outside the stronghold.

"who!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than several sharp whistling sounds rang out, followed by a barrage of magical spells and artifacts raining down from the hiding places near the stronghold, striking the group head-on.

Seeing this, Jiao Fei snorted coldly. As his sleeves billowed, a large patch of golden fire cloud scattered outwards, instantly transforming into a golden barrier that protected everyone in the center.

The object that touched the golden flames hissed and turned into wisps of black smoke.

With their magical artifacts destroyed, the Qi Refining cultivators hiding in the shadows screamed in agony, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, their eyes filled with horror.

The next moment, wisps of golden flames danced and swirled, transforming into phoenix-winged birds that landed on the cultivators, instantly annihilating more than a dozen late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

"I've long heard of Fellow Daoist Jiao's extraordinary abilities, and that he even possesses the legendary Strange Fire. Seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved!"

Seeing Jiao Fei single-handedly and efficiently deal with so many Qi Refining stage cultivators, a strange light flashed in Qi Yue's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

After Chen Zan gave a shout, the beautiful female cultivator flipped her jade hand, and the earth-attribute light shone brightly, stirring up sandstorms that blew the remaining Qi Refining stage demonic cultivators over and over, leaving them in a sorry state.

Under the convergence of the gravitational sandstorm, more than a dozen late-stage Qi Refining cultivators were drawn towards it. They unleashed various supernatural abilities and spells at the sandstorm, but not only did they have no effect, some of their spells were even reflected back, and cries of agony filled the air.

"go with!"

Murong Ying let out a soft cry, and a huge, light blue giant sword appeared in the air.

With a quick hand seal, the giant sword trembled and emitted a long hum, spinning and crashing down towards the demonic cultivators gathering at the center of the gravitational vortex.

As the giant sword of the Milky Way fell, the earth trembled and cracks spread out along the surrounding soil and rocks, splitting various wooden buildings in half. Countless strands of azure sword energy spread out, instantly covering an area of ​​several dozen feet in radius.

Upon witnessing this scene, the demonic cultivators below were terrified, unleashing a flurry of defensive spells and magical artifacts in an attempt to block the strands of sword energy.

Regardless of the level of the magical artifact, the protective aura was instantly pierced through the sword energy threads the moment it touched them, turning them into a honeycomb.

Even if they managed to avoid vital organs, their limbs and other parts of their bodies were pierced through, causing blood to splatter everywhere and rendering them unable to fight on the spot.

At this moment, the group calmly and slowly descended, coldly watching the demonic cultivators below who were already terrified.

Those demonic cultivators who had miraculously survived dared not act rashly, staring at the group of people before them with a mixture of shock and anger.