Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Ignoring Long Xiao's shock and anger, Han Li made a hand seal, and the Soul Refining Banner surrounding him shone brightly, with countless ghostly energies surging out and entering his body.

A brilliant purplish-black light shone from his body. With a quick hand gesture, he unleashed the Reversal of Fire and Shift of Scenery Technique. After a loud crackling sound, the purplish-black flames vanished instantly, reappearing on Long Xiao's body.

At the same time, he opened his mouth wide, and a purple light shot out instantly, wrapped in dark green flames, piercing towards Long Xiao's body.

Long Xiao was caught off guard by the Returning Fire and Shifting Scenery Technique. His tall and majestic body swayed slightly, and golden flames suddenly surged from his body, forcefully breaking away the karmic fire power attached to him. At the same time, his body moved sideways, and after a blur, he appeared in the void dozens of feet away.

After doing all this, Han Li did not hesitate at all. His figure also blurred and disappeared from the spot. He picked up the unconscious Ao Ling and used his invisibility cloak, Heavenly Roc Speed, Void Escape Talisman, and Sword Flight in succession. He transformed into a streak of light and shot along the edge of the island at an unimaginable speed.

"Okay, okay!!"

Long Xiao's tone was extremely cold as he uttered three heavy "good" words and followed closely behind at an extremely fast speed.

Han Li, who had flown dozens of miles away in one breath, could no longer suppress his internal injuries. His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. His aura rapidly weakened.

"No, the dragons' speed in the air is just too fast. Ao Ling, at level six, can achieve a speed comparable to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, let alone a true dragon at the early stage of level seven!"

Sensing the strange fluctuations emanating from the void behind him, Han Li's expression turned extremely gloomy. He looked at the unconscious Ao Ling in his arms, gritted his teeth, and a bright purple light shone from his body. His originally tall and robust body shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the surging demonic aura dissipated, he actually canceled the physical enhancements from the Chaotic Demon Art and the Body Tempering Technique!

"Are you ready to give up the fight?"

Seeing this scene, Long Xiao, who was dozens of miles behind, revealed an extremely cruel smile.

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Han Li, who was originally critically injured and on the verge of death, suddenly became full of energy. Countless wild demonic energies swept out and transformed into densely packed Heavenly Roc feathers. After interweaving and recombination, they slowly condensed into a pair of purple-gold wings behind him!

With a flap of its wings, its speed suddenly increased several times!

This sudden turn of events stunned Long Xiao, but he quickly recovered and, after a roar, transformed into a true dragon no bigger than a palm, chasing after it at an extremely fast speed.

What Han Li used was the innate divine power of the awakened Tianpeng bloodline, the Return to Origin Technique!

Using the Return to Origin Technique allows for rapid recovery from injuries in an extremely short time. However, once this technique is used, one will be unable to use any other supernatural abilities besides the Heavenly Roc Bloodline Divine Power. This is the main reason why he canceled the Chaotic Demon Art!

With the blessing of the Returning to Origin Technique, Tianpeng's speed was brought to its limit. In addition, with the speed boost from the Splitting Shadow Talisman, its speed was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage!

Unfortunately, the Rejuvenation Technique has a time limit, lasting no more than three days. After three days, the technique will automatically dissipate, and the injuries will be even more severe than before!

He really didn't want to use this skill unless absolutely necessary, but now he had no other choice but to save his life before the human cultivators arrived to provide support!

After flying along the edge of the island's spiritual veins for a day and a night, Ao Ling, who had been unconscious, finally woke up slowly.

"You can't escape!!"

Behind them came a deafening roar from a dragon, and the terrifying aura of a level seven transformed demon beast was released. The low-level cultivators of the island's spiritual veins turned pale and bloodless, their faces filled with panic, and they dared not step forward to provide support.

"Brother Han, put me down. It's right. To you, I'm just a different race. There's a saying among you humans: 'Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts!' There's no need to throw your life away for me!"

Ao Ling shook her drowsy head, rested her head against Han Li's chest, and whispered.

Han Li glanced down at Ao Ling but said nothing.

After swallowing a drop of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual liquid and a pill to restore spiritual power, it didn't stop for a moment.

"Even my own cousin wanted to kill me, so why are you being so kind to me when you're just a human?"

Looking at the blood flowing from Han Li's mouth, Ao Ling's eyes were filled with tears.

She didn't understand human emotions; all she knew was that, apart from her father and mother, no one else treated her with such sincerity.

"For some reason, every time I see you, I'm reminded of my younger sister at home. I wonder how they are doing after all these years?"

Han Li looked up at the bright moonlight in the sky and said in a low voice.

Perhaps it was out of guilt towards his parents and family that he felt as if he were in another world the moment he heard Ao Ling call him brother.

So many years have passed, and they may be long gone, but in Han Li's heart, they have always been by his side and have never left.

These past experiences constitute a person's path.

Without realizing it, he seemed to have come to regard Ao Ling as his own younger sister.

In that case, how could he possibly abandon her and escape alone?

If he really does this, he will be going against his own Daoist heart, and he will inevitably develop inner demons in the future. Then his path to immortality and cultivation may come to an end.

"You should recover from your injuries first. I'll need you to carry me later, and I'm almost at my limit! Take this sea chart for now. Someone will meet us when we get to this place!"

As Han Li spoke, he glanced at the blurred Heavenly Roc Feather beside him, then patted his waist with one hand, and a small bottle of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual liquid and a yellowed map of the sea appeared in Ao Ling's hand.

But at that moment, an extremely powerful divine sense swept past.

Immediately afterward, a streak of bluish-gray light streaked across the sky, flashing and blurring a few times before appearing sixty or seventy miles behind them. After circling a few times, it flew rapidly towards Han Li and the others at an extremely terrifying speed, appearing menacing as if it were coming on strong.

"Oh no, how did that old monster follow us here? Didn't I throw away the jade cauldron fragment? How did he know my whereabouts? Could it be...?"

Han Li scanned behind him with his divine sense and his expression changed drastically. He subconsciously looked at the tracking mark on his waist.

Long Xiao, who followed closely behind, also showed a slight change in expression.

"Damn it... this is never going to end!"

Han Li pursed his slightly chapped lips, muttered a few curses under his breath, and had Ao Ling help him suppress and remove the tracking seal while unleashing the full power of the Heavenly Roc Speed.

The only chance of survival is to reach the ultra-long-distance teleportation island as soon as possible!

After all, his magic power is almost exhausted, and the diluted ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid in his hand is almost used up. Once the power of the Heavenly Roc dissipates, he will be at the mercy of others!