Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

"You brat, what kind of cultivation technique do you have? How could you possibly withstand my Blood Demon Technique!"

At this moment, the Barefoot True Man's face was also ashen. He looked at the strange black flames surrounding Han Li, and the cold light in his eyes grew even colder.

With his cultivation at the pseudo-Nascent Soul level, even if he were to accidentally fall to the mid-stage of Core Formation due to some unknown reason, he would definitely not be someone that a mere early-stage Core Formation cultivator could contend with.

Moreover, with the Blood Demon Technique enhanced by an ancient demonic artifact array, there's no way any Core Formation cultivator could possibly stop him!

But now he was easily blocked by a junior who had only been cultivating for a little over a hundred years. This made him wonder if there was a problem with his cultivation technique. Otherwise, why was he unable to defeat his opponent for so long?

"Hmph, do you think I, Han, would reveal my secrets to others? We'll see about these issues after you've dealt me ​​this blow!"

Han Li scoffed at this, then opened his mouth wide and spat out a large patch of black-purple fire, which immediately attached itself to his natal magic treasure, the Fire Lotus.

With a whoosh, the Fire Lotus Sword Petal flew out and disappeared into the void.

Upon seeing this familiar scene, the Barefoot Immortal couldn't help but let out a sharp whistling sound.

Without warning, a large patch of black mist appeared on his body, and his figure disappeared into it.

The next moment, something unexpected happened to Han Li.

The moment the Fire Lotus Sword Petals pierced through the darkness, they instantly became extremely weak, as if they might slip out of control at any moment.

If it weren't for his spiritual sense being comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, any Core Formation cultivator would have suffered a great loss before he could react!

After all, if one's natal magic weapon is damaged and loses control, it is undoubtedly extremely fatal for a Core Formation cultivator in combat!

Just as Han Li was surprised, the enormous demonic artifact that had been looming a thousand feet away rapidly contracted.

Accompanied by an extremely dense and eerie black mist, it bared its fangs and claws, surging towards him in an overwhelming manner.

The previous Fellow Daoist Wu had perished after plunging into the black mist. Before understanding what this black mist actually was, Han Li would absolutely not allow it to get close and repeat the same mistake.

With a flick of his wrist, a small crimson flag appeared instantly in his hand, whipping up gusts of fiery wind as he vigorously waved it.

At the same time, a black scroll appeared out of thin air, from which a large amount of ghostly energy emanated, mixed with the power of demonic flames, forcefully blocking the black mist outside.

The moment the black mist and flames came into contact, they produced a crisp sound like metal striking stone.

However, as the mountain-sized demonic energy continued to gather, the power of the eerie black mist increased rapidly at a visible speed. Under the earth attribute restraint of the falling rocks formation, its speed was greatly reduced, as if it were sinking into a swamp!

Seeing that something was wrong, Han Li's eyes flashed with golden light, and he changed his hand seals, causing thunder to roar all around.

From within the pitch-black fog, more than a dozen strange golden orbs suddenly erupted, with golden arcs of electricity bursting forth from them.

Wherever it passed, the eerie black mist fled in panic, like mice encountering a cat.

Seeing that the evil-repelling divine lightning contained in his natal magic weapon was effective, Han Li's tense expression immediately relaxed. After suppressing his demonic energy, golden arcs of electricity immediately appeared on his body.

The original cyan-red Fire Lotus Sword Armor instantly turned pure gold, and terrifying arcs of lightning condensed into threads, densely covering the sky and spreading out rapidly.

“Divine Thunder to Repel Evil!!”

The barefooted immortal, who was using the Blood Demon Mist Transformation technique, looked at the hideous and terrifying golden arc of lightning and couldn't help but shudder.

A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes, and his previously concealed figure staggered out under the indiscriminate coverage of the Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Han Li was full of surprise and uncertainty.

He originally intended to use the ancient demonic artifact formation to further condense and suppress the fighting space, so that even if Han Li's escape speed was fast, he would be trapped in this narrow space like a turtle in a jar.

It was only a matter of time before he defeated them.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's natal magic weapon contained the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder!

Instead, they trapped themselves, and were struck by the power of the divine thunder, leaving them completely disoriented!

Upon seeing the other party appear, Han Li snorted coldly. With a tremor of his fang mask, soul-refining banner, and other ghostly magical treasures, ghostly shadows and baleful aura emanated from his body.

With a grab of his five fingers, countless ghostly claws, each tens of feet long, appeared out of thin air and, taking advantage of the moment when the lightning paralyzed him, slammed down on the dark light barrier that had formed on the barefoot human body.

At the same time, he made a sword incantation with one hand. After a piercing sword sound, the Fire Lotus Sword Armor detached on its own, spun around his body, and then reassembled.

It transformed into a giant sword hundreds of feet long, with flames and arcs of electricity swirling around it, and stabbed fiercely towards the Barefoot True Man.

After being attacked by the divine lightning, demonic flames, ghost claws, and giant sword, the barefoot immortal's protective aura on his body shook violently. His entire body was flung backward and crashed heavily onto the transparent light screen of the array hundreds of feet away.

Han Li showed no mercy, and with a flash of purple-gold light on his body, he instantly appeared a hundred feet in the air.

The golden core's magical power within his body continuously flowed into the golden flame longsword in his hand, instantly drawing out strands of golden dragon power.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword in his hand transformed into a hundred-foot-long giant, unleashing unparalleled power as it slashed down at the Barefoot True Man.

"You think you can defeat me like this? You underestimate me!"

The barefoot immortal chuckled, and water light spread across his body, transforming into strands of fine, spider-web-like aquamarine light, which used the power of gentle water to guide away the evil-repelling divine lightning.

After letting out a loud roar, the demonic energy on his body surged violently, and he actually used the falling rocks to manipulate the earth-attribute sand and dust, forming a thick layer of earth-yellow silver armor on his body!

The golden flame giant blade, with its immense power, slashed fiercely at the silver armor with overwhelming force. Although it successfully broke through the armor, its momentum was greatly reduced.

Wherever the golden flames passed, the void seemed to be ignited, and the earth armor instantly shattered and crumbled, scattering across the ground.

Seeing the sword's overwhelming power, the Barefoot Master was also shocked.

Behind him, the Heavenly River Gourd surged, spewing out a large amount of Heavenly River water to suppress the spread of the golden flames. At the same time, his figure transformed into a blue light without hesitation, escaping from the attack range of the long sword.

Seeing the golden dragon flames that he couldn't extinguish by turning his body, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he slashed out with his blood-red blade without hesitation, severing his left arm in response.

Along with it, the rapidly spreading golden flames of the dragon race also broke away.

Han Li was astonished to see that the other party was so decisive, even going so far as to cut off his arm to stop the fire from spreading.

His gaze immediately fell on the aquamarine light cluster floating beside him.

The water of the Milky Way is indeed quite remarkable, as it can temporarily withstand the power of the strange fire, which shows that this water is extraordinary.

Just as Han Li was pondering, the Barefoot Master not far away suddenly burst into laughter.

Under Han Li's shocked gaze, his previously empty severed arm began to grow back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such incredible healing and recovery effects left people speechless.

"I told you, you must die today!"

Seeing Han Li's somewhat moved expression, the Barefoot Master couldn't help but let a smug and arrogant look flash in his eyes.

He loved watching the panicked expressions on the faces of those cultivators before they died.

Especially for a prodigy like Han Li, who has achieved such cultivation and supernatural abilities in just over a hundred years.

Only such cultivators can bring pleasure when they torture and kill.

However, the arrogant expression on the barefoot master's face did not last long before Han Li's words poured cold water on it.