Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Seeing that Han Li was unharmed, the group breathed a sigh of relief, their bodies shimmering with spiritual light as they vanished from their spot.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

After figuring out Han Li's intentions, the black-robed cultivator behind him snorted coldly and waved his hand, sending six Foundation Establishment cultivators to follow.

A hundred meters can pass in the blink of an eye.

"Qi Yue, Gu Luo, why did you betray us? Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the sect elders when you return?"

With a single gesture, Murong Ying unleashed a chilling aura.

"Hmph, after this matter, those Nascent Soul stage monsters will be in trouble themselves, how will they have time to care about us?"

Qi Yue snorted coldly and said.

"Fairy Murong, I advise you to give up resisting and come with us. You might avoid some physical pain. With your talent, following our young master would be a waste of your potential."

The Taoist Master Tianji chuckled and said.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, why bother talking so much with them!"

Jiao Fei snorted coldly, and balls of blazing fire flew out, heading towards the relentlessly pursuing demonic cultivators behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Han, what should we do now?!"

During the entanglement, Murong Ying transmitted her voice.

Han Li remained silent, and the giant cyan sword hovering beside him slashed out, landing at the edge of the formation.

The formation, subjected to repeated bombardments, shook violently, but it remained unbroken.

Han Li refused to believe in evil, and drove the spirit boat to constantly change its position to dodge attacks. At the same time, he used all kinds of supernatural powers and magical treasures to launch a fierce attack on a single point.

"You brat, you think the Blood Fiend Formation can be broken so easily? Don't be delusional!"

Ignoring the black-robed cultivator's provocative words, Han Li's mind raced.

"Blood Fiend Formation, Blood Fiend Formation... Blood... I understand."

Han Li suddenly stopped and put away the Crimson Flame Banner. The fiery clouds mixed with the Yin Spirit Mist spread out all at once, like black and red clouds, enveloping the two of them.

Upon seeing this, the black-robed cultivator's eyes narrowed.

Although he didn't know what Han Li was going to do, he couldn't let the other party succeed so easily, so he immediately shouted and rushed out.

Qi Yue and Gu Luo exchanged a glance, their bodies shimmering with spiritual light, and followed the black-robed cultivator into the ghostly fire cloud.

Han Li snorted coldly at this, and with a flick of his wrist, a bead flashing with lightning appeared in his hand, which he threw out without the slightest hesitation.

This item is none other than the one-time use magic treasure, the Nine Dragons Thunder Pearl.

With a deafening roar, the fiery clouds and ghostly energy in the sky exploded.

A full-force attack comparable to the peak of Foundation Establishment is no joke.

Gu Luo and the others were hit head-on, staggering backward. As for Qi Yue, whose cultivation level was already low, the heavy blow caused him to fall directly down and crash into the ice.

Having suffered repeated defeats at the hands of this green-robed cultivator, the so-called young master had lost all face.

But before he could make a move, a loud rumbling sound came from not far away.

Countless streams of bloodthirsty demonic energy converged wildly, focusing on a single point.

The once unbreakable array barrier suddenly shattered, and countless cracks spread in all directions, quickly enveloping the entire Blood Fiend Space.

As the blood-fiend demonic energy gradually thinned, it could no longer maintain the grand formation and collapsed.

The moment the formation was broken, Han Li's lips curled up slightly, and he slowly disappeared from the spot.

With a dizzying sensation, the group returned to the spirit vein mine.

"Junior sister, are you alright?"

Gan Rushuang staggered and swayed in mid-air. Seeing this, Murong Ying quickly stepped forward to help her up.

"By the way, where is Junior Brother Han?"

Jiao Fei and the others stepped forward and protected the group in the middle.

At this moment, they were surprised to find that Han Li, who had broken through the formation earlier, had disappeared without a trace.

After being reminded, Murong Ying and the others belatedly realized that even when they released their Foundation Establishment stage divine senses, they could not find any trace of Han Li.

"Hahaha... I thought this kid was some kind of hero, but now it seems he's just a coward who deserted in the face of battle!"

A piercing sound rang out from the deep mine cavern bathed in a seven-colored halo.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Senior Brother Han isn't that kind of person!"

Gan Rushuang raised her longsword, pointed it at one of them, and said with a cold snort.

"Am I wrong? Little beauty, following a guy like that will only lead to bad results. You'd be better off with my young master, where you'll live a life of luxury and comfort. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Gu Luo paused, then lewdly chuckled.

"what!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a scream suddenly came from the ground.

At this moment, Qi Yue was clutching his neck, his eyes wide open, staring intently ahead with a look of utter shock and fear.

With a flash of cyan sword light, Qi Yue's body was dismembered into eight pieces, and a huge head rolled off.

"what!"

The sudden scene stunned everyone present.

A figure appeared behind Xueyan without warning, slashing down with a long sword without hesitation.

"Stop it!"

Upon seeing this, the black-robed cultivator roared in anger.

Seemingly realizing something, Xue Yan, who had been confident and composed, suddenly turned pale.

Although the Transformation Puppet could save her life at a critical moment, it would also consume a lot of her magic power and essence. At this moment, she was completely a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to resist.

With a flash of cyan sword light, a beautiful head rolled off.

Immediately afterwards, a purple flame rose up and enveloped the woman's entire body.

"Han Li!!!"

The black-robed cultivator was furious, his black hair disheveled, and his eerie and sinister face was full of ferocity.

Seeing Han Li unexpectedly kill two Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivators, Murong Ying and her group were overjoyed.

"wipe them all out, leave no one alive!"

Looking at the mangled body scorched by flames in his arms, the black-robed cultivator roared.

Immediately afterwards, several strange clusters of bloody light appeared, which were actually the flesh and blood of the fallen cultivators. The three-eyed demon monkey spat them out of its mouth, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the flesh and blood into its belly.

As the blood-red light surged in, the black-robed cultivator's muscles contorted, releasing a soaring spiritual pressure that sent rocks and dirt flying everywhere.

"What kind of secret technique is this? It allows one to forcefully break through cultivation levels using only a cultivator's flesh and blood!"

Han Li was startled as an incredibly powerful divine sense locked onto him.

The moment the divine sense locked on, a thunderclap exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a gray lightning bolt twisted and turned, swiftly drilling into Han Li's mind.

"go to hell!"

Almost instantly, the black-robed cultivator appeared near the seemingly empty void, and swung his blood-red blade without the slightest hesitation.

The next second, a slightly disheveled cultivator in a green robe appeared. He lightly tapped his toes and quickly retreated. After swallowing a few spirit-replenishing pills, he stared ahead with a gloomy look in his eyes.