Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Han Li sneered and slowly descended from the sky, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Heh, brat, if I had known you were this powerful, I should have just slapped you to death back then, and there wouldn't be so much trouble!"

"But it's not too late now!"

The barefoot master chuckled, then opened his mouth wide, and an invisible suction force spread out, swallowing all the flying limbs and flesh around him.

"Hehe, I am quite curious. Even now, you can still remain so calm. Do you perhaps have some trump card up your sleeve?"

A flash of inspiration appeared in Han Li's eyes, and a sharp, azure sword energy burst forth from his body, like a galaxy hanging upside down in the sky, with an extremely majestic aura.

Sensing the unfathomable, surging magical power within the other party, the Barefoot Master couldn't help but frown.

How could someone in the early stages of Core Formation possess such immense magical power? Could this kid have condensed a seventh-grade or even eighth-grade Golden Core?

"Hoohoo!"

Just as the Barefoot Immortal was puzzled, a low roar suddenly came from the distant void.

Under the surprised gaze of the Barefoot Immortal, the once tranquil void suddenly shattered in two. Immediately afterwards, several streaks of light flew out from the void, revealing two tall figures clad in black robes and shrouded in black mist.

As soon as the two figures appeared, the light on their bodies dimmed, and they immediately flew towards the direction where the Barefoot True Man was.

"Fellow Daoist Kumu, Fellow Daoist Xuehun, you two have finally arrived!"

Upon sensing the aura emanating from the two individuals, Barefoot Master was overjoyed. Thankfully, he had brought these two with him on this voyage; otherwise, they would have been in serious trouble today.

"How did you get so badly injured, fellow Daoist?"

One of the men, a tall and muscular man in black robes with a face full of scars, frowned. He looked the barefoot man, whose body was half-blasted away, up and down, and couldn't help but furrow his brow.

With a single pat to his waist, a golden pill flew out of his storage bag and landed in the barefoot master's other broken palm.

"I think it's because you've neglected your cultivation these past few years that you were injured to such an extent by a mere child in the early stages of Core Formation!"

Another man in black robes paused, the blue light in his somewhat wooden pupils dimming, and spoke indifferently, his words full of sarcasm.

"Fellow Daoist Kumu, do not underestimate this person. This young man is the closed-door disciple of Venerable Cangkun. His supernatural powers are far beyond those of ordinary early-stage Core Formation cultivators. I was careless and thus fell into his trap. Fellow Daoists, please be careful!"

The barefoot master reached out and took the pill, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Suppressing his anger, he briefly scanned the pill with his divine sense to confirm it was correct before swallowing it.

If he weren't currently only one-tenth of his true strength, he wouldn't bother wasting his breath talking to these two.

"It seems they are your last resort. I suppose this was something you left on the sea before, to guide these two!"

Facing the oppressive aura of the three Core Formation cultivators, Han Li spoke calmly and then took out a strange metal from his storage bag.

It was the "Soul-Demon Artifact" that they had obtained by chance on the sea.

"Hehe, I never expected you to be so knowledgeable, kid. You even recognize this Yin Soul Demon Artifact. You're much smarter than your master, kid. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances."

"If you're willing to hand over all your cultivation techniques and magical treasures to me, the three of us might be able to give you a quick death! Otherwise, hehe..."

Looking at the strange metal in Han Li's hand, the Barefoot Master was speechless for a moment, but he quickly recovered and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"If you like to talk, then say a few more words!"

Han Li sneered inwardly, secretly restoring his magical power while maintaining a completely expressionless face.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's what you said when you encouraged the other two fellow Daoists to attack me!"

"I'm quite curious, though, what has become of Fellow Daoist Yan, who accompanied us earlier?"

"I did not attack him from behind. It's impossible that he really fell into a spatial rift. I don't really believe it."

Han Li pursed his lips and spoke calmly.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, the Barefoot Master couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I never expected you to know so much. With your divine sense, it's impossible for you to have overheard our conversation. It seems you're quite the shrewd one!"

"That's right. Since you're about to die, I'll just tell you anyway, so you won't end up a wronged ghost in the afterlife."

Barefoot Master curled his lip and began to recount the events in detail.

It turned out that since his failure to condense his Nascent Soul, Barefoot True Man's cultivation had greatly diminished, and his status and position had naturally plummeted. Furthermore, for some unknown reason, the Blood Sword Palace had ordered him to continue lying low in Ningzhou, waiting for an opportunity.

This infuriated him so much that he almost cursed.

After all, the incident with the long-range array in Guangling City caused quite a stir, but fortunately, he acted swiftly and decisively.

They struck first and eliminated the other comrades responsible for constructing the formation, leaving no one to testify against them.

Even so, several Nascent Soul stage monsters were already secretly watching him.

Considering the sect's actions, Barefoot Master knew perfectly well that he had been completely abandoned by the Blood Sword Palace's higher-ups.

After all, at his current age, he will pass away in a little over a hundred years at most, and to expect to recover his previous cultivation level in such a short time is nothing short of a pipe dream.

During a journey, the Barefoot Immortal accidentally learned of the Azure Spirit Sect's secret technique, the Azure Maiden Skill, which has various miraculous effects, such as turning decay into wonder. Perhaps he could use this skill to find out the reason why his cultivation level kept declining!

As a Core Formation expert who had also lived for hundreds of years, Wang Qing naturally wouldn't allow a stranger to join his sect.

It wasn't until more than ten years ago that he accidentally discovered the merfolk's lair. In order to keep the secret, he desperately agreed to introduce them to his sect after the operation was over.

However, considering the various rumors about this barefoot senior, he remained cautious and, after much deliberation, summoned two other familiar companions.

His original intention was to keep this old monster in check, increase the chances of success, and prevent the other party from turning his back on him later. He had calculated everything, but he never expected that this person was actually a spy planted by the demonic path.

Even more unexpectedly, that fairy maiden Qingyan died halfway there.

He was also desperate and grasped at straws. Seeing that Han Li was only at the early stage of Core Formation, he thought that the three of them could join forces to find a scapegoat and get rid of him.

But he never expected that this person's supernatural powers were far greater than he anticipated, and thus he was careless and perished here.

"So, you never intended to let the three of them leave alive? But judging from your tone earlier, you seemed to have a close relationship with Yan Wuming from the Yan family. Are you really so heartless as to kill the son of an old friend?"

Upon hearing this, Han Li's face lit up with realization. He spoke calmly.

"I pity them, but who will pity me?"

Breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage is already an incredibly difficult undertaking, and now I'm being targeted by a Nascent Soul level monster; I'm utterly helpless.

"Fortunately, I found this place. Given how strange it is, even a Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to find it in a short time! It's the perfect place for me to recuperate!"

"The demonic arts that the three of us have cultivated complement each other, and are extremely profound. When we work together, we achieve twice the result with half the effort. In addition, with the nourishment of the essence blood and inner core of this demonic beast, we will surely be able to condense a true nascent soul body in time. When we break through the barriers, we will definitely let those people know what true rage is!"

"Before this, let alone sacrificing one, even if it meant sacrificing ten or a hundred sons of old friends, what difference would it make?"

"I had hoped that this woman's beauty could serve as a pastime during my hundred-plus years of arduous cultivation, since female cultivators at the Core Formation stage are truly rare. It's just a pity... alas, this furnace is not meant for me. It's a great regret indeed."

"Alright, Han boy, I've told you everything. These things have been weighing on my mind for far too long, and I feel much better after getting them off my chest."

"Since I'm in a good mood, I'll give you two choices. Either you submit to my soul restriction and hand over all your cultivation techniques and magical treasures to me, and from now on you'll be at my command. You'll be well rewarded."

"Or... heh, now that you know so much, do you think you can still get away? We might have no choice but to silence you! The choice is yours!"

The Barefoot Immortal let out a strange laugh, coldly glaring at Han Li, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Hehe, I thought you were quite a hero after lying low in Ningzhou for so many years, but it seems you're no different from those people now."

"If you still insist on being stubborn now, my patience is running out. This is your last chance, so don't push your luck!"

Before Han Li could finish speaking, a ferocious glint flashed across the barefoot master's face, and he interrupted him without any politeness.

His body and limbs faintly exuded an extremely dense black aura, making him incredibly imposing.

"Fellow Daoist, since I, Han, know the use of this item, how could I not have... a backup plan!"

As Han Li spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Upon hearing this, the Barefoot Master was taken aback, not yet understanding the meaning behind Han Li's words. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain shot through his chest!

Before the Barefoot Immortal could even understand what was happening, a golden, hazy dragon claw emerged from his black robe and viciously grabbed at the protective aura behind him!

The barefoot master cursed inwardly, and the protective light barrier that had been hastily formed on his body shattered instantly, with specks of demonic blood splattering everywhere amidst the gray light!

The moment the demonic blood splattered, it immediately transformed into a strange blood mist, and the barefoot immortal's solidified body instantly became illusory.

In the blink of an eye, he escaped hundreds of feet away!

Just as the barefoot man was still in shock, a tremendous suction force suddenly erupted.

Under his shocked gaze, the body of the "Dead Wood Immortal" who was originally standing immediately became twisted and swollen. As golden light and demonic energy alternated, his long golden hair moved without wind.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a six-armed monster, tens of feet tall, clad in blood-red golden armor.

With its fangs wide open, the body shone with golden light, and a tremendous suction force suddenly swept over it. The moment it was enveloped in the golden light, the Blood Shadow Escape technique failed, and the originally illusory body instantly solidified.

"not good!"

The barefoot man was greatly alarmed.

The opponent's demonic energy actually contained the strongest and most powerful Buddhist energy, making it feel like a fish in water in this strange golden ocean.

Fang Yi broke free from the golden light's restraints, and a pair of golden fists, as large as small mountains, slammed down on his head.

The terrifying energy ripples caused the seawater within a radius of 100 meters to sink by hundreds of meters.

Having suffered such a terrifying blow, the barefoot man couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Before he could catch his breath, a loud bang was heard, and the seawater behind him exploded, revealing a colossal object rising from beneath the golden surface.

Amidst the rolling waves, the form of a giant golden crab gradually emerged, its two claws, resembling the contrast of ice and fire, suddenly extending and clamping down on the barefooted immortal as he tumbled and flew backward.

With a crisp sound, the already precarious Heavenly River Gourd finally succumbed to the pressure and completely collapsed, cut in two by Crab Daoist.

A large amount of water from the Milky Way, imbued with the power of gentle water, poured out, causing the golden seawater within a radius of several hundred meters to thin out.

"Brother, do you think my acting was convincing just now?"

At this moment, one of the tall men slowly spoke, but it was a woman's voice!

"Even I was almost fooled by your performance; I almost thought you guys had messed up!"

Han Li pursed his dry lips and, facing the relentless pursuit of the burly man in black, said helplessly.

Simultaneously manipulating Crab Taoist and Mountain Moving Taoist, they launched a fierce attack on Barefoot True Man.

"But you know what, those two guys were really skilled. If they hadn't been unable to find their way in this foggy sea, they probably wouldn't have succeeded so easily."

"I think you really have nothing better to do all day. Where's the puppet I made for you before? Why don't you take it out and use it?" Han Li said indifferently, pursing his lips.

"That... it got damaged when I accidentally swung it around while I was hitting someone earlier..."

Ao Ling rubbed her nose somewhat awkwardly.

"What about the broken puppet?" Han Li pressed.

"I figured that broken things were useless, so I threw them into the sea."

Han Li: ……

Just as the two were exchanging words, the Barefoot Master, who seemed to have gone mad, used some secret technique to forcefully break free from the encirclement of Crab Daoist and Mountain Moving Daoist, and broke out in a certain direction.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and go help! We'll make you a new one later when we have time."

"okay!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Ling was overjoyed. A flash of golden light appeared on her body, and she transformed into a hundred-foot-long, five-clawed, golden-blue dragon, which swooped down at an extremely fast speed.

"A transformed great demon!"

A sweep of divine sense behind him revealed the scene to the barefooted immortal, who was terrified and cried out in alarm.

Just then, a seemingly empty space in front of them rotated, revealing ripples like a water curtain.

Barefoot Master had no time to dodge and plunged headfirst into the water curtain.

Accompanied by a series of shrill screams, several mermaids with human bodies and fish tails appeared.