Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but feel a little excited.

If one could collect five different types of strange fire, it would be enough to greatly suppress wood-type divine abilities. Moreover, fire, as one of the most violent energies in the world, is virtually unmatched by any other divine abilities except for a few lightning and metal-type ones.

In terms of explosive power and destructive force alone, it is definitely among the top in the Five Elements Divine Powers.

If one truly possessed five different elemental flames, their power could be amplified several times over by harnessing the power of the five elements' mutual generation. Unfortunately, mastering even one elemental flame simultaneously is extremely difficult, let alone five.

Even if a cultivator could master five different flames at the same time, in order to release them all at once, in addition to having extremely high requirements for the mana and spiritual power in their body, they would also need to be able to avoid being devoured by the five flames.

In Han Li's view, apart from cultivators who have a deep understanding of the laws of fire, only cultivators with special techniques can do this.

With a sigh, Han Li carefully put away the book of strange and wondrous things from the mountains and seas, then slowly stood up and walked out of the Asking Tower.

"Ok?"

As soon as Han Li stepped out of Tianxing City, he sensed something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn back, he was stopped by a young cultivator. This person was none other than Wang Deng!

"I didn't know you, Senior Wang, had come here. What brings you here?"

Han Li's expression changed slightly, and he spoke respectfully.

"Hehe, you know very well why I've come. I've long heard that Hao Le, the contestant at this year's Ascension Conference, possesses astonishing supernatural abilities. Why are you in such a hurry? Why not spar with me and let me witness it for myself!"

Wang Deng narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Li as he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak frankly. Beating around the bush is not the behavior of a gentleman!"

Seeing that the other party was hostile, Han Li first quietly took half a step back, then reached to his waist and grabbed a large stack of talismans, looking ready for battle.

"Hehe, you're not so bad after all. Let me give you a piece of advice: stay away from my Xue'er. She's going to become my Daoist partner, Wang Deng. How dare a mere Qi Refining cultivator like you lay a finger on her?"

Wang Deng sneered, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Rest assured, my lord, my encounter with Fellow Daoist Lin Muxue was purely by chance, and I have no ulterior motives. You can rest assured."

Han Li nodded and said.

"Hmph! Xue'er just threatened me for your sake, and you still want me to believe your nonsense?" Wang Deng sneered, and his mid-Foundation Establishment spiritual pressure pressed down on Han Li.

Deng Deng Deng!

Despite being more than ten feet apart, Han Li was still forced to retreat repeatedly by this spiritual pressure, and a trace of blood involuntarily flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Today I'll teach you a lesson and show you what it means to be arrogant!"

After saying that, Wang Deng took a step forward, flicked his sleeve, and a terrifying divine sense surged out, like an invisible wall, falling head-on towards Han Li.

Seeing this, Han Li did not hesitate at all. He suddenly stepped back and threw out the various talismans he had been holding, and the multicolored light fell towards Wang Deng.

However, when these talismans came into contact with that barrier of divine consciousness, they immediately stopped in mid-air and then exploded one by one, seemingly having no effect whatsoever.

"Little tricks!"

Wang Deng's lips curled up slightly, and he vanished from his spot in an instant.

Han Li sensed something was wrong. Before he could react, a pair of large hands radiating starlight pressed down, sending Han Li flying hundreds of meters away, smashing down towering trees.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Li struggled to his feet.

A small, hazy blue shield floated around him. If the Xuan Guang Shield hadn't blocked the attack, he probably wouldn't have been injured and coughing up blood.

The power of the opponent's casual strike was several times stronger than Xiao Qianjue's full-force strike. If it were an ordinary Qi Refining Peak cultivator, he would probably have been slapped to death long ago.

"A magical artifact! Is this your greatest reliance?"

Seeing that Han Li was able to get up from the ground, Wang Deng's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, followed by a cold laugh.

With a flick of his fingers, a tremendous suction force erupted from his palm, pulling Han Li in like a toy.

Just as Wang Deng was about to grab Han Li by the neck, a burst of scorching heat erupted, like an erupting volcano, sending up clouds of fire that burned the trees within a radius of several meters to ashes.

Wang Deng's outstretched right hand was also burned by the flames, causing him unbearable pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Li unleashed the Taiqing Cave Profound True Light, causing his internal magical power to surge out wildly. He instantly vanished into the ground.

What he just used was the top-tier magic weapon, the Fire Cloud Pouch, given to him by Venerable Cangkun. It was also the only offensive magic weapon he possessed capable of harming Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Having done all this, Han Li dared not linger for a moment. He used the Concealing Breath Technique and the Taiqing Cave Profound True Light to protect himself and fled towards the direction of the Li Huo Sect.

By the time Wang Deng realized what was happening, Han Li had already fled hundreds of feet away.

"What happened?"

Since it was not far from Tianxing City, the Foundation Establishment stage guards who were stationed there immediately noticed the anomaly and quickly arrived with a large group of cultivators.

"It's nothing. I just tried out a new fire-type spell and got a little carried away and didn't control the power well. Please forgive me, fellow cultivators!" Wang Deng cupped his hands and said to the group of late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators at the head of the group.

Upon hearing this, the Foundation Establishment cultivators didn't ask any more questions. They gave Wang Deng a deep look before using a rain-making technique to extinguish the mountain fire and flying towards the direction of Tianxing City.

Behind these Foundation Establishment cultivators, a large character "Lin" was clearly engraved, indicating that they were cultivators from the Lin family.

As luck would have it, the patrol happened to come at this exact moment, clearly giving that kid a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Wang Deng's eyes burned with murderous intent.

Judging from the fire-attribute magic weapon he just used, it was clearly a top-tier magic artifact forged by the Li Huo Sect. If we were to kill this kid so openly, the Li Huo Sect cultivators would probably come knocking on our door in no time.

Moreover, with so many people around and the kid using some kind of secret technique, Wang Deng could no longer sense any trace of his aura. This forced him to suppress his anger and silently swallow his grievances.

Han Li, who had fled for nearly a hundred miles, was forced to emerge from the ground due to exhaustion of his magical power.

At this moment, Han Li's face was pale. Facing the ambush of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he dared not take any chances. After swallowing more than a dozen Qi-restoring pills, he took an antidote pill to neutralize the poison and sat cross-legged to quickly recover his mana.

Half an hour later, Han Li's complexion had improved significantly, and his depleted magical power had been fully restored.

He never expected that Wang Deng would be so vindictive, taking his anger out on him and hunting him down simply because Lin Muxue had said a few words on his behalf.

This was only because he had joined the Li Huo Sect, which made the other party somewhat wary.

Otherwise, he would probably have no chance of escaping at all and would have been killed on the spot!

Thinking of this, Han Li's expression turned ugly.

Han Li never holds back against someone who wants to kill him, and Wang Deng is now on Han Li's kill list.

After quickly recovering from his injuries, Han Li summoned the Thunderstruck Wooden Sword and used his sword-flying technique to fly at an extremely fast speed towards the direction of the Fire Gate.

As they drew closer to the Fire Gate, the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate and scorching.

After four days of flying, what came into view was an endless sea of ​​fire. The scorching heat mixed with high-temperature spiritual energy rushed towards them, making them sweat profusely.

A massive magic array covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles came into view. It was precisely because of the existence of this array that the violent volcanic activity was suppressed, and at the same time, the spiritual energy of the surrounding thousands of miles was gathered here.

Such extraordinary abilities are probably only possible for cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage or even the Divine Transformation stage.

Above the volcano, buildings of all sizes float. These buildings are mostly made of lava ore, and are orange-red in color. They are like giant dragons coiling above the volcano, majestic and magnificent.

"Who goes there? State your name!"

As soon as Han Li approached the ancient and massive mountain gate, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator blocked his way.

"My name is Hao Le. I have come here to join the sect at the invitation of Patriarch Cang Kun. This is my identity jade token, which represents my status as a disciple. Please take a look."

As Han Li spoke, he took out the disciple token given to him by Venerable Cangkun from his storage bag and responded respectfully.