Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan-Chapter 1937 - 1437: Flames of War (Part 2)

It was as if an unimaginably colossal primordial giant snake lunged at them with its bloody maw wide open, intent on swallowing them whole.

And the cultivators of this realm, whose mana was nearly depleted or all but used up, instantly turned pale as death. Many of them didn’t have enough mana left to flee for their lives and could only watch in despair as the torrent swept toward them, before everything went black and they lost all consciousness.

"No!"

The cultivators who were desperately hurrying over, trying to save their friends, family, and disciples, were still a step too slow, forced to witness the deaths of those so close to them with their own eyes!

They were so near that they could even see every expression on the victims’ faces as death came—terror, fear, regret and more—but in the end, only darkness remained.

In just one exchange, the Li family wiped out four to five thousand cultivators!

Nearly half of the cultivators who’d come to besiege them were eliminated, greatly easing the pressure the Li family would have to face next.

"Aaaaah! You all deserve to die!"

"I’ll kill you all!"

Quite a few cultivators, seeing this sight, fell apart completely, charging at the Li family without a care for their own lives, thinking only of vengeance in their fury!

But this kind of behavior was no different from seeking death.

"Don’t!"

"Come back quickly!"

Some of the more level-headed cultivators at the rear saw this and their pupils contracted sharply. They hurriedly shouted, trying to stop their reckless companions from charging to their deaths.

Sadly, these cries did nothing to calm them down, and meanwhile, the Li family’s offensive was unleashed once more.

In order to deal with the remaining cultivators of this realm, the Li family sent out just a thousand people, and this time, only a few hundred actually attacked—but even so, they crushed their enemies with ease!

Under the overwhelming power of their divine arts, the enemy cultivators were instantly pulverized into bloody fragments, flesh and blood splattering everywhere, some of it even landing on their own comrades.

In the blink of an eye, there were more casualties.

The remaining cultivators burned with fury inside, but no one dared charge forward rashly again.

At this point, how could they not see this was a trap set by the Li family? The whole purpose was to lure them in and relieve the pressure they themselves faced.

Even though they were furious, the best way to deal with the Li family was to trap them here, so they had no chance to escape!

They could only forcibly suppress the rage in their hearts, retreat to a safe distance, deploy more people on patrol, and resolutely give the Li family no chance to leave this place.

"Since they’re not attacking, let’s all rest and recover. There’s a brutal battle ahead!" Li Zhirui said with relative ease.

By his estimation, it was about time.

So he arranged for several clan members skilled in pupil skills to keep constant watch on the distant camp. At the first sign of spirit light flying over, they were to inform him immediately.

Time flew by. In what felt like no time, an hour had passed. Suddenly, a blazing streak of light shot in from afar and landed in a cultivator’s hand.

But that was just the beginning!

Over the next half hour, one blazing streak after another flew in from the horizon, each one landing in a different cultivator’s hand.

The messages were all similar: their own mountain gates or clan lands were being attacked by some mysterious force—enemies fierce and overwhelming, launching an assault without hesitation. Their defenses were nearly failing, and they hoped reinforcements could return as soon as possible.

"Damn it!"

"Impossible! The area around here has long been locked down—how did they get out?" Even upon receiving the Sound Transmission Talisman, he still didn’t want to believe it.

But now was not the time to ponder these things; each immediately sought out his clan’s cultivators, hoping to board spirit boats and rush back as quickly as possible.

If they were somewhere open and deserted, their move would have gone smoothly. By now, they would already be aboard spirit boats fleeing fast, with no one coming to stop them.

But their timing was wrong! So was the place!

The moment the spirit lights arrived, Li Zhirui instructed his entire clan to ready their divine powers, poised to block the cultivators and keep them from returning to their clans or mountain gates.

If possible, the best outcome would be to keep them all here—dying in this place was the most desirable!

Crack—

Razor-sharp beams of spirit light instantly pierced through sturdy spirit boats, crippling their internal structures and making takeoff impossible.

Clatter!

Countless objects tumbled out of the spirit boats, crashing to the ground and smashing to bits in an instant.

"Roar!"

At Li Zhirui’s assault, the cultivators’ fury was provoked. One roared in rage like a wild beast.

His own mountain gate was in dire peril—he had to rush back with his men, or there would be catastrophic casualties when the sect was overrun.

He’d already lost many fellow disciples and juniors here. If the same tragedy befell their mountain gate, total annihilation would be near!

"Get out of my way! Stop me and die!"

With a furious howl, he summoned another spirit boat and tried to speed off into the distance.

"You think you can leave now?"

Li Zhirui’s figure suddenly appeared ahead, a cruel smile at his lips. "Be good for once and stay here!"

Rumble—

Giant pillars descended from the heavens, hammering him and his spirit boat deep into the earth.

Several other cultivators who tried to escape met the same fate.

The power of a Heavenly Immortal finally revealed itself in this moment!

Gone was the earlier restraint, when he’d suppressed his power to avoid arousing suspicion.

Even under the Floatlight Realm’s Heavenly Dao suppression, his lethal divine arts were still far beyond what these cultivators could withstand.

Li Zhirui’s strike became a signal—one after another, Li family clan members joined in, blocking the cultivators and preventing any escape.

Still, in their desperate bid to save their kin, quite a few managed to claw their way out.

In truth, this was deliberate—he’d ordered occasional gaps be left, letting some escape, so others would cling to hope and not fight like cornered beasts.

This was the same principle as leaving a gap in a siege: don’t back your enemy into a desperate fight with no escape. Even if you captured them all, the price to the Li family would be steep under their frenzied resistance.

That, more than anything, was what Li Zhirui wished to avoid. His own clan’s lives were infinitely more valuable than those of their enemies!

After two rounds of attacks, almost all spirit boats were destroyed. Any boats left must be small ones, incapable of carrying hundreds swiftly away.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for them to make it back in time.

So Li Zhirui did not press further, leading his clan back behind the defensive formation—just in case any deranged cultivators used themselves as living bombs, hoping to take a crowd of Li family with them as bloody revenge.

He’d thought this was just a paranoid guess, but unexpectedly, such madmen really did exist—someone actually became a human meat bomb!

BOOM—

A colossal explosion erupted, filling the sky with choking, sun-blocking smoke. The defensive formation itself shuddered, spirit light dimming several shades.

When the dust finally settled, the cultivators who’d besieged the Li family were all gone without a trace!

They had all seized the golden opportunity and fled at top speed.

Some of those cultivators’ gates and clan lands hadn’t actually been attacked, but with everyone gone, how could the few left possibly deal with the Li family alone? So they fled as well.

And so, in an instant, those besieging the Li family vanished without a trace.

"I never imagined there were cultivators like that..."

Although he hadn’t caused any losses to the Li family, his death became a vivid lesson for the clan.

...

Two flowers bloom, each showing a branch.

Our view pulls back to the early morning, before the great battle had broken out.

The final passage was completely opened at dawn that day!