Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

"It's good that Brother Baili has this intention, but this matter has remained unresolved for hundreds of years. If it were so easy to handle, it wouldn't have taken so long. So, before we have absolute certainty, we should be cautious and avoid alerting the enemy!"

Han Li shook his head.

In his view, this matter may not be as simple as it appears on the surface.

There may be other unknown reasons behind the conflict between the Dragon Clan and the Baili Clan, besides the Dragon Ball, which cannot be resolved simply.

Furthermore, if the Baili clan truly wanted to return the Dragon Ball, they would have done so long ago; why wait until now?

"Brother Han is right. I was too hasty. But Brother Han, about you and Miss Ao..."

Bailiqi coughed a few times and began to subtly probe the relationship between him and Ao Ling.

"Brother Baili, rest assured, Miss Ao and I are simply siblings, and there are no other feelings involved. Moreover, I, Han, already have someone I love, so how could I possibly fall for someone else?"

"If Brother Baili truly has feelings for my younger sister, then as her older brother, I would naturally be happy to see it happen. However, as you have seen, my younger sister is not someone who is so easy to control. Whether it succeeds or not depends on her own will."

Han Li naturally saw through Baili Qi's thoughts, chuckled, and replied telepathically.

"Haha, I naturally believe what Brother Han says, but I still don't know who you like so much that you are so infatuated with him. If I have the chance, I really want to see for myself."

Han Li was taken aback upon hearing this, and the image of that gentle figure appeared in his mind, causing a smile to unconsciously appear on his face.

"There will be an opportunity. Let's go back first and not keep Miss Baili and Senior De waiting."

After saying this, Han Li's expression changed, and after his escape light faded, he confirmed the direction and shot off in a certain direction.

Meanwhile, outside the hurricane's area.

Two beams of light, one yellow and one gold, sped from the horizon. When the beams receded, an old man wearing a bamboo hat and a middle-aged man in a yellow robe appeared, coldly watching the semi-transparent light barrier below.

"You said before that kid wasn't dead, but what proof do you have?"

After a long silence, the old man finally spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Back in the Pengsha Sea, one of my Wanhun Palace’s Core Formation Guardians mysteriously disappeared. Based on the special soul-path secrets of our sect, the person who did it is very likely Wang Qingxuan.”

Upon hearing this, the old ghost's expression changed slightly.

"How is this possible? With that kid's Pseudo-Core Formation cultivation, how could he possibly kill a Core Formation cultivator... Could it be...?"

The old ghost seemed to have thought of a possibility, and his expression changed slightly.

"Indeed, according to the information we have received, this person has likely successfully entered the Core Formation stage! And with the cultivation of the early Core Formation stage, he killed a Ghost Cultivator in the mid-Core Formation stage! Although we are reluctant to admit it, this person's supernatural abilities are now extraordinary."

"Moreover, according to the information from Young Master Mo, this person has been cultivating for less than a hundred years. With such talent, if left unchecked, he could very well become a major threat to our Myriad Souls Palace!"

"Senior, you almost took this person's life back then. Did you think that once this person became powerful, he wouldn't attack your sect? Rather than that, it would be better to nip him in the bud and eliminate any future troubles!"

As Hua Wushang spoke, a fierce killing intent flashed in his emerald green eyes.

"But right now, there's no trace of this person. How easy is it to find a Core Formation cultivator who's deliberately hiding in the vast ocean, without even bringing out a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

The old ghost with the Brahma voice also realized the urgency of the situation.

After all, his lifespan was already limited, and his only descendant died in the ancient ruins.

They needed to pave the way for the continuation of the sect as soon as possible, so they were eager to eliminate Han Li, this potential enemy.

"Senior need not worry about this. We have compared the cultivators who entered the ancient ruins and found that the most likely person to be impersonated is this Wang family patriarch."

"Before leaving the hurricane sea area, Wang Qingxuan repeatedly instructed the Wang family cultivators not to cut off the supply of materials to Ping Island. In that case, the island must be hiding some unknown secret, and there may be an important person related to it. Otherwise, why would it be like this?"

"We just need to capture this person or find out the secrets on the island, and use that as leverage to spread rumors. We don't need to worry about him not showing up."

Hua Wushang sneered, his gaze falling on the light barrier not far away, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

With a grab of his five fingers, he unleashed his mid-stage Core Formation cultivation without hesitation, condensing it into a gigantic green hand a hundred feet long, which slammed down towards the semi-transparent light barrier above the flat island.

This sudden scene caused Gan Rushuang, who was in seclusion on the island, to open her eyes abruptly.

"This aura belongs to... a Core Formation cultivator!"

Sensing the chilling pressure in the air, Gan Rushuang's expression changed drastically. She released the aura of her pseudo-core cultivation, and with a flash of cold light on her body, she immediately appeared above the island.

Gazing at the enormous, crushing hand descending upon her, her beautiful eyes were filled with solemnity.

"Senior, I don't know what I have done to offend you. Why are you attacking me for no reason?"

As Gan Rushuang spoke, her slender, jade-like fingers moved in quick succession, amidst the purple smoke and clouds, doing her utmost to maintain the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams and the island's protective teleportation array.

"Hmph, as expected, there is someone there. I didn't expect that old monster Qingxuan to be living such a comfortable life, even keeping a mistress in a golden house. It seems that you are his weakness."

"Once I capture you alive, I'm not afraid he won't surrender obediently!"

Hua Wushang laughed wildly, his gaze sweeping over Gan Rushuang's graceful body with unbridled ferocity, a savage smile playing on his lips.

Upon hearing this, Gan Rushuang immediately understood what was going on.

With a pat on her waist, a light blue ring appeared out of thin air, spinning rapidly before transforming into a massive light blue ring that was forty or fifty feet in size.

The Pure Maiden Reincarnation Technique was activated, and powerful magical energy surged forth, pouring into the Suppressing Void Ring.

In an instant, a thick, azure beam of light, more than ten feet in diameter, erupted from the center of the Suppressing Ring and struck the massive, pressing palm print with fury.

The azure beam of light was forcibly shattered the moment it touched the giant hand, lasting only a few breaths.

The giant hand continued its momentum, striking the light barrier heavily, causing the entire island to shake violently.

With a crisp "crack", a crack suddenly appeared in the originally indestructible protective array!

Countless emerald green smoke surged in from the crack, transforming into countless green claw shadows that swept across Gan Rushuang's delicate body.

Gan Rushuang's face was as cold as ice. With a flick of her finger, countless green light rulers shot out, directly meeting the green light mist.

The ruler-shaped shadows shattered instantly upon contact with the green light, lasting less than a breath, as if they had no effect whatsoever.