Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan-Chapter 1448 - 1193: Destiny

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Fang retorted loudly upon hearing Li Zhirui’s words: "The Divine Skill I hold is a most orthodox Immortal Tao cultivation technique. I’ve specifically run tests on it; it’s absolutely not some kind of Demonic Tao sinister method!"

"If that’s the case, then why did you kill them? What kind of Immortal Tao cultivation technique uses others to practice?"

Li Zhirui shook his head, unwilling to explain further. He directly subdued him and retrieved the so-called Divine Skill from his storage magical treasure. With just a glance, it verified his suspicion—it was indeed a trap set by a demon cultivator.

Looking at Fang, who had lost his sanity and seemed possessed, Li Zhirui looked at him with an indifferent gaze, feeling not sympathy but sorrow.

The true hardship of a loose cultivator’s survival is noteworthy: while a major force might create an individual immortal from one among ten thousand disciples, a loose cultivator would have to magnify this by tens, even hundreds of times!

Therefore, the frequent occurrence of loose cultivators being tempted into the Demonic Tao is understandable; many plunge heedlessly into such traps despite knowing, because as loose cultivators, they cannot see a path forward.

For any being that manages to embark on the path of cultivation, this is an exceedingly cruel and ruthless affair.

This is not exclusive to loose cultivators—small forces face similar challenges.

The Li family managed to rise quickly due to two reasons: firstly, Li Zhirui, Jiang Fengwu, and others were blessed with great luck, obtaining numerous fortuitous encounters; secondly, their rapid pace warded off potential attacks, giving them a measure of risk resistance.

The emergence of small forces like the Li family is scarce, perhaps not even one in a thousand years.

Yet, the array of problems is far too vast for Li Zhirui to involve himself in.

Evidently, the major forces recognized the issue, but they remain aloof; in a world that reveres individual strength, loose cultivators are genuinely like ants, unlikely to cause any dangerous movements.

For instance, the recent opening of mountain gates by various forces is less about providing loose cultivators with a climbable path and more about harvesting luck.

Li Zhirui dismissed these idle thoughts in his mind—he’s merely a minor loose cultivator, unable to touch such grand affairs.

Should he insist on intervening, he might well be engulfed by towering waves!

His and his family’s frail capacities cannot withstand the endless torrent.

Meanwhile, the now-deranged Fang lay collapsed on the ground, barely alive, seemingly on the verge of death.

Witnessing this, Li Zhirui couldn’t help but furrow his brow. With such a temperament, had he truly cultivated that Demonic Tao sinister method, he would have turned into a monster within half a year.

Casually waving his hand, he extinguished Fang’s life. In the next instant, the body was ignited into flames, reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

As for the other cultivators, Li Zhirui didn’t spare them a glance, departing the cave directly, vanishing into the dense forest.

——

Roar!

A sound filled with rage and pain resounded through the skies, frightening countless beings into fleeing furiously.

Rumble——

Soon followed by a ground-shaking explosion; the fearsome spiritual energy fluctuation, as well as the rising clouds of dust, all proved an intensely fierce battle was unfolding here!

The protagonists of this life-and-death struggle were an Extended-Arm Silver-Backed Ape and Li Zhirui. Their cultivation levels were nearly equal, both late-stage individual immortals, close to perfection.

The battle prowess of the Long-Armed Ape was terrifying, its body robust, capable of moving mountains and overturning peaks. Since the fight began, it had been trying to close in on Li Zhirui to maximize its advantage.

The comparatively fragile body of Li Zhirui naturally couldn’t allow it to succeed, unleashing various powerful divine powers to prevent the ape from approaching.

This battle had lasted for an entire day and night; both parties had reached their limits in terms of stamina, energy, and mana.

Their current objectives had shifted; it was no longer about killing the opponent but about gaining enough ’experience’ from the combat to further their cultivation and break into the Realm of Human Immortality!

Thus, both sides continuously squeezed out their potential, forcing themselves to persist, doing everything possible to achieve this goal.

"Haha, you are indeed the strongest opponent I’ve faced of the same rank!" Forcing the ape back once more, Li Zhirui spoke with admiration and respect. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"You are not bad, too!"

The ape’s voice was like a bell, deep and resonant, full of fighting spirit as it shouted, "Come! Let’s see who will be the final victor!"

At this point, neither side could hold on much longer, realizing the decisive moment for victory was imminent.

"Alright!"

Li Zhirui’s eyes shone brightly, as if he had forgotten the existence of his last life-preserving trump card, focusing entirely on defeating his opponent.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In this instant, Li Zhirui and the Long-Armed Ape attacked simultaneously, using their last ounce of strength to create a world-shaking effect.

Boom!

An explosion heard clearly from miles away, the mere impact from their clash wiping out the vegetation within dozens of miles, shaving off a layer from the nearby hill, leaving the battlefield in ruins.

"Cough... cough cough!"

Amongst the pervasive dust, a weak coughing sound could be heard; it was faintly visible that it came from Li Zhirui’s slender figure.