Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening roar suddenly erupted.

Immediately afterwards, layer upon layer of colorful light curtains appeared out of thin air, like an inverted colorful waterfall hanging high in the sky.

As the blue light flowed, it split in two to the astonishment of the three, revealing a tall, seemingly ordinary young man.

"It's you! This...this is impossible!"

Gazing at the ethereal figure shrouded in colorful protective aura, the Barefoot True Man's pupils constricted, and he cried out in surprise.

His wrinkled face was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Wu Sanxian and Wang Qing were both taken aback by the barefoot senior's reaction.

Judging from their tone, could it be that the two know each other?

Seeing that this person was coming with such a menacing manner, he was definitely an enemy, not a friend.

Looking back on the time at sea, the two had even considered joining forces to eliminate this man, but now it seemed like a pipe dream, a recipe for disaster.

The supernatural powers displayed by this person are far beyond what they, as mere early-stage Core Formation cultivators, can provoke.

As an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, the Barefoot Immortal's mind and shrewdness were naturally beyond those of ordinary cultivators. After a brief change in expression, he quickly returned to normal.

"Hehe, young friend, it's been many years! How have you been?"

Under the astonished gazes of Wang Qing and the other man, the barefoot human body, which had been gloomy, suddenly appeared with a flash of golden light not far from the Seven-Colored River Waterfall.

His expression immediately changed, revealing a faint, kind smile. He cupped his hands in greeting to the mysterious man in the green robe, his tone extremely amiable.

"Hehe, I never expected to meet you here, senior. It's been so many years. I wonder how you've been all these years?"

"Mid-stage Core Formation... Congratulations, Senior, on your further advancement in cultivation!"

Han Li twitched the corner of his mouth, his aura instantly receding. He looked the other person up and down, speaking with a half-smile, and then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, a flash of anger crossed Barefoot Master's eyes.

As an old monster who had lived for nearly four hundred years, how could he not hear the sarcasm in the other party's words?

When he first met the other party, the kid in front of him was nothing more than a Qi Refining ant that he could crush at will.

He, however, was already in the late stage of Core Formation, only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage.

But now, the former Qi Refining ant has reached the same level as him in such a short time, which makes Barefoot Master feel extremely unbalanced.

Although it is not uncommon for juniors in the cultivation world to transform into seniors in a short period of time, it is remarkable that someone could cultivate from Qi Refining to Core Formation in just over a hundred years.

This speed is simply too terrifying.

Recalling the various experiences he had when he first condensed his Nascent Soul, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Barefoot True Man.

"Hehe, young friend, you flatter me. When I was in the late stage of Core Formation, you were only in the Qi Refining stage. Only a little over a hundred years have passed, and you have already reached your current level of cultivation."

"If Brother Qicai could know this in the afterlife, he could rest in peace. His legacy has finally been able to continue, which is the best outcome for us cultivators."

The barefoot master smiled and spoke calmly.

"What? He reached the Core Formation stage in less than a hundred years!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qing and Wu Sanxian exchanged a glance, both of them showing shock in each other's eyes.

A tremendous storm raged within him.

Judging from this barefoot old monster, he clearly has a close relationship with the man in the green robe in front of him.

As for why he made his move earlier, it was probably just to test the waters. Even so, the supernatural abilities he displayed were far beyond those of ordinary cultivators.

You should know that for an ordinary Core Formation cultivator, it would be a miracle if they could even avoid getting lost in the Sea of ​​Fog, let alone find this place.

This person appeared here without anyone noticing, either because he has some special methods, like him, and has a backup plan in this sea of ​​fog.

Either...

Thinking of this, a strange light flashed in Wang Qing's eyes. He took a few steps back without making a sound, distancing himself from the Barefoot Immortal and Wu Sanxian beside him.

But just then, a voice transmission suddenly entered his ears.

Upon hearing the telepathic message, Wang Qing immediately stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the seven-colored figure in mid-air, a thoughtful expression on his face, seemingly lost in thought.

Beneath his wide sleeves, he formed a strange hand seal, and the seals disappeared into the void.

Wu Sanxian, standing to the side, also wore the same expression, but this subtle change in expression only lasted for a moment before disappearing without a trace.

Instead, his face remained calm.

"Hehe, senior is joking. When I received the inheritance, I promised you that I would investigate the mastermind behind the attack on him."

"After so many years, we have made some progress and are looking forward to exchanging ideas with our seniors to verify our findings."

"After all, I promised my cheap master that I would skin and dismember the person who betrayed him. I can't go back on my word."

"Senior...you said...right?"

A glint of blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

But anyone could hear the chilling intent in his words.

"Ahem... Young friend, you are grateful and I admire you. Let's not stay here any longer. Let's go downstairs to talk. I'll also introduce you to some of our fellow practitioners."

Upon hearing this, the barefooted man showed no expression whatsoever.

If it weren't for the Seven-Colored Immortal telling Han Li that this person was a spy from the demonic path and that this was the one who betrayed him, he probably would have been fooled by the other party.

"What, young friend Han, do you still have some concerns?"

Seeing that Han Li hadn't hung up and followed, the Barefoot Master, who had been slowly moving downwards, paused and then slowly turned around.

He was about to say something more.

The next moment, there was a muffled thud.

A thin, golden strand of hair disappeared into his body, which startled the Barefoot Master. The protective light barrier that had been faintly visible instantly became incredibly solid.

But what happened next was completely unexpected. No matter how he tried to activate his protective spiritual light, he couldn't stop the strange golden light in the slightest.

Wherever the golden light passed, the magical power within the body became as stagnant as if filled with lead, which terrified the Barefoot Master.

"not good!"

With a low growl, its body swayed, and it simply withdrew its magic power, immediately plummeting downwards at high speed.

At the same time, the void began to fluctuate.

With a sharp crack, a cyan sword light, several tens of feet long, burst forth from Han Li's fingertip and slashed at the waist of the rapidly falling Barefoot True Man.

The fierce sword intent that rose from the sword light caused the void to wail continuously wherever it passed. Its terrifying power made people's scalps tingle!

In a flash, the Barefoot Immortal immediately grabbed the Heavenly River Gourd that had fallen beside him and used it to shield himself without thinking.

There was a crisp "snap!" sound.

Under the shocked gaze of the Barefoot Master, the Heavenly River Gourd, struck by the full force of the cyan sword light, instantly dimmed.

At the junction of its upper and lower openings, a crack the size of a thumb was clearly visible!

It should be noted that this is no ordinary magic weapon; it is an ancient treasure obtained from the cave dwelling of an ancient cultivator. Although it is only a flying magic weapon, its toughness is no less than that of a top-tier protective magic weapon.

Even so, he was almost cleaved in two at the waist!

Han Li was also somewhat surprised by this.

Although the Azure Origin Sword Qi has only been condensed for a short time, it is not something that ordinary magic weapons can easily withstand.

It seems there is something strange about this gourd.

"Young friend, why is this? I have never done anything to wrong you. Moreover, back in Fellow Daoist Seven-Colored Cave, I even tacitly allowed you to take away so many spiritual herbs."

"Furthermore, given the relationship between myself and the Seven-Colored Immortal, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for you to call me 'Senior Uncle'. It was one thing to brazenly test me before, but now you've actually launched a sneak attack from behind. Do you really intend to betray your master and destroy your ancestors?"

"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, you'll stay here forever!"

Barefoot Master was furious. He staggered and steadied himself in mid-air, staring at the blue figure not far away, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Hehe, I am not like my cheap master, who can be easily fooled by a few words and end up dying and disappearing."

As Han Li spoke, he immediately took a step forward.

Streams of spiritual energy surged forth from his body, accompanied by a terrifying sound of air being torn apart.

With a sudden stomp of his foot, the previously empty void suddenly revealed a series of translucent array patterns, intertwined with each other.

The flowing, earthy yellow halo exuded an incredibly profound aura.

"You two down there, do you think I really can't see your little tricks? You're underestimating me!"

"You think you'll be safe just because you don't join the battle?!"

The barefoot man chuckled.

Now that he's been exposed, he's no longer trying to hide it.

With a flick of his wrist, countless skeletal artifacts imbued with dark demonic energy shot out from his storage bag, their spiritual light blazing as they flew in all directions before disappearing without a trace.

"I haven't used this demonic weapon for many years. Today, I'll test it on you!"

After he finished speaking, the originally thick magic array light screen shook, and the light instantly twisted and increased more than tenfold, enveloping the entire golden sea area within a radius of a thousand meters!