Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

The moment the blood-red blade struck the top-grade spiritual vein, an incredibly terrifying wave emanated from it, followed by a violent earthquake that shook the entire blue stone spiritual vein.

"What happened!"

Not far away, the group that was fighting the demonic forces stopped and looked at the dragon vein restriction that was trembling wildly with light. Their eyes twitched a few times.

The next moment, countless rocks tumbled down, and countless cracks covered the entire underground vein.

"Hurry up, this place is going to collapse!"

Upon hearing this, both the righteous and the demonic paths were clearly thrown into a panic, and they all rushed toward the entrance of the spiritual vein.

Before anyone could react, an incredibly violent power erupted from the top-grade spiritual vein, and golden lightning, like a spider web, densely covered the entire underground mine.

Wherever the lightning swept, only charred remains remained.

The mounds of earth that rose up exploded instantly upon touching the world-destroying lightning!

"what!"

Screams echoed throughout the underground mine.

During their escape, Gu Luo and Tianji Daoren were unfortunately struck by lightning and turned to ashes.

"Sister, be careful!"

"Fellow Daoist Li!"

With a gasp, Murong Ying and Li Qinglin were swept by the raging lightning, their bodies gradually disappearing into the light.

"Sister!!!"

Upon seeing this, Gan Rushuang was filled with grief, tears welling in her eyes, and she cried out.

But her voice made no sound in the rolling, collapsing mine shaft.

Seeing this, the others were equally grieved, but at this moment, their priority was survival. They did not stop and each sought shelter among the rocks.

Rumble!

Golden lightning blazed forth, transforming into a dense net of lightning that enveloped the area where Gan Rushuang was located, almost instantly sealing off the space within a radius of a thousand meters.

Faced with the overwhelming pressure of the golden lightning, let alone Foundation Establishment cultivators, even Core Formation cultivators would likely suffer serious injuries if they encountered it, if not death.

After all, it was a restriction set up by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even after so many years, its power was still beyond what a Foundation Establishment cultivator could withstand.

Just as Gan Rushuang was heartbroken and in despair, a cultivator's figure appeared.

The Four Directions Seal, Protective Sword Qi, Green Wood Shield, Fang Mask, and Star River Jade Pendant were all unleashed at once.

He grabbed the woman's slender waist and transformed into a streak of yellow light, disappearing into the ground.

A mysterious rusty sword floated in front of Han Li.

Thick, thumb-sized bolts of lightning twisted and fell onto the condensed light shield, only lasting a few breaths before shattering with a deafening roar.

At the critical moment, a tremendous suction force suddenly erupted from the mysterious rusty sword.

Drawn by this suction force, the lightning bolts that were originally aimed at the two of them rapidly twisted and all drilled towards the direction of the mysterious rusty sword.

Pursued by countless bolts of lightning, the two desperately resisted, but their magical power quickly dwindled, making it impossible for them to maintain their earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic technique) any longer. They were forced to emerge from the ground.

The collapsed cave was filled with falling rocks, which quickly buried the two people like a rolling mudslide.

Gan Rushuang felt her body lighten as she was tightly embraced by a pair of rough, strong hands and pinned down by the man.

Han Li, struck by the boulder, coughed up a mouthful of blood. The Four Directions Seal that had been splashing out burst forth from the ground, and as it flashed with golden light, it gathered around them, protecting the two of them tightly.

As rocks and soil continued to fall, the pressure on Han Li increased even more. Even with the Body Tempering Technique and Stone Skin Technique, plus the protection of the Four Directions Seal, he could hardly withstand such heavy pressure.

The bones were cracking and popping, looking like they were about to break under the strain.

The arm supporting the ground was twisted and deformed, but despite this, it showed no sign of loosening its grip.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of Han Li's mouth and slid down Gan Rushuang's cheek.

The glistening tears mingled with Yin Hong's blood, making it impossible to distinguish them for a moment.

"Don't be reckless, brat! Your current physical body can't withstand such immense pressure!"

In his mind, Wei Wuji's urgent voice echoed.

To withstand the immense pressure, Han Li took out all the magical treasures and flying swords from his storage bag and placed them against various areas of the Four Directions Seal.

Looking at the constantly cracking magical flying sword, this couldn't go on.

Before he could come up with a solution, the surrounding rocks surged with cold air, freezing the nearby damp soil and rocks into layers of solid ice.

With these solidified ice blocks acting as a buffer, Han Li immediately felt the pressure lessen.

With a flick of her jade hand, a star-shaped jade pendant slowly floated out and merged into the jade pendant on Han Li's chest.

The two jade pendants from the Milky Way merged back into one, forming a small circular space within the square seal space.

All around, magical artifacts and flying swords stood in abundance, some belonging to Han Li himself, and others to Gan Rushuang.

Han Li finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He never expected that the black-robed cultivator would be so ruthless as to attack the powerful restriction on the top-grade spiritual vein in order to drag him down with him.

The series of chaotic battles and dramatic events left Han Li utterly exhausted. Once he was sure he was safe, he could no longer hold on and collapsed, his vision gradually blurring.

Underground, buried by mud and rocks, the two huddled together, inseparable in the confined space...

"Like frost...like frost...like frost!"

When Han Li opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a beautiful and charming face.

At this moment, Gan Rushuang smiled, her beautiful eyes fixed on Han Li without blinking.

A delicate fragrance belonging to a woman wafted into Han Li's nostrils.

Looking around, Han Li realized that he had been shirtless the whole time, and fragmented memories flashed through his mind, vague and unclear.

"Senior Brother Han, you're awake! Don't move around, your injuries haven't healed yet!"

His arms and body were covered in bandaged wounds, and an overwhelming feeling of weakness emanated from within him.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

Shaking his slightly throbbing head, Han Li asked.

"About three or four days?"

The area covered by the Star River Jade Pendant was very small, causing the two to huddle together so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

"So many days have passed, I wonder how Fellow Daoist Jiao and the others are doing."

Upon hearing the name of Fellow Daoist Jiao, Gan Rushuang immediately thought of her fallen Senior Sister Murong, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Looking at the heartbroken woman before him, Han Li slowly reached out his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears, but then suddenly remembered something and lowered his raised arm.

"Senior Brother Han, it's all my fault for being useless and failing to protect Senior Sister."

Gan Rushuang bit her lip lightly and mumbled, her tone full of self-reproach.

"It's not all your fault. If I hadn't insisted on killing them all, that person wouldn't have been so desperate as to detonate the barrier. In a way, it's all my fault."

"Senior Brother Han, you have done enough. If it weren't for you killing several Foundation Establishment cultivators of the demonic path, we wouldn't have had any chance of winning. If anyone is to blame, it's these demonic cultivators for being too treacherous and cunning, resorting to any means to achieve their goals."

Upon hearing this, Gan Rushuang did not blame Han Li, but instead offered words of comfort.

A moment later, with a slight tremor of the earth, a dazzling yellow light appeared, dust billowed, and a man and a woman emerged, supporting each other.

These two were none other than Han Li and Gan Rushuang, who had escaped using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or technique).

Previously, he was unable to escape because his internal magical power was completely depleted. After recovering a little magical power, Han Li decisively used the earth escape technique to escape from the dark underground.

The scene before them deeply shocked the two of them.

The once spacious underground mine is now filled with fallen rocks and boulders, and it seems as if you could reach the stalactites above your head with your hand.

As for that top-grade spiritual vein, it was completely buried by the falling rocks. The entire cave was pitch black. If the two of them hadn't been Foundation Establishment cultivators, in this place where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, it would have been difficult to even get out alive, let alone find a way out.

With a wave of his hand, pieces of fluorescent stones flew out of the storage bag and drifted in all directions along the narrow passage.

"Your leg is injured, do you want me to carry you?"

Looking at Gan Rushuang, who was limping, Han Li felt a pang of sympathy.

Because of his cultivation of the Body Tempering Technique, his body recovery speed far exceeds that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. After so many days, he has recovered to about 70-80%.

"No need, Senior Brother Han, I'm not that..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Li stepped forward, leaned against Gan Rushuang, and carried her on his back before she could react.

Feeling Han Li's actions, Gan Rushuang felt a warmth in her heart. Thinking of what the two had experienced before, her pretty face flushed slightly, and she involuntarily hugged Han Li tightly.

Feeling the softness and breath behind him, Han Li's heart fluttered. He shook his head helplessly and released his divine sense, which was comparable to the late Foundation Establishment stage. With a wave of his hand, a light blue storage bag burst out of the ground and landed in Han Li's hand.

"Fairy Ru Shuang, this storage bag should be left behind by Fellow Daoist Murong. Keep it safe and pass it on to your descendants when you return to the sect. This is the last thing we can do."

Because of the abnormal movement of the spiritual vein restriction, the demonic cultivators' carefully set-up demonic formation was completely destroyed, saving them a lot of trouble.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han."

"You're welcome, it's all nothing."

The path of cultivation is so long that Han Li has long been accustomed to the separations and deaths in the world. In his view, the most important thing is to attain immortality and be with the one you love.

This is also the obsession he has been pursuing and cultivating through eight reincarnations.

"Hey kid, head east, the exit is over there."

Holding the mysterious rusty sword, Han Li followed Wei Wuji's instructions, passed through rock fissures, and arrived at another underground mine.

"Senior Brother Han... you still kept that Star River Jade Pendant."

After a long silence, Gan Rushuang suddenly spoke up and asked a question.

"Ah."

Han Li responded and continued walking forward through the pile of fallen rocks.

"What a blockhead! They've already made it so obvious..."

Does a girl really have to be the one to speak first in something like this? That's so embarrassing.

In fact, Han Li wasn't unaware of what Ru Shuang meant, but when he thought about his experiences in his previous lives, he didn't know how to face it for a moment.

I don't know how long we walked, but the scenery around us gradually opened up, and the underground river was flowing and crystal clear.