Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 1068: Chapter 103: Taking Action

Many cultivators found that the Devil Race had already fled, with hardly a few high-tier Devil Beasts left, so they let go of their worried thoughts and stopped being cautious. They boldly shuttled through the mountains, searching for Spiritual Objects.

While Li Zhirui sought Spiritual Objects among the mountains, he also daringly flew toward the heartland of the Devil Race.

Some fifth and sixth-tier Devil Beasts had escaped earlier, but even more had left only in the past few days, meaning they could not have taken all the Spiritual Objects with them.

Especially since Li Zhirui learned from a sixth-tier Devil Beast that, at the outset of the great battle, those seventh-tier Devil Beasts vanished with a large number of lower-tier Devil Beasts, further reducing the time they had to remove all the Spiritual Objects stored in their heartland.

At the same time, a possible answer faintly formed in Li Zhirui’s mind.

Because a similar situation had occurred with the Li family—the sudden discovery of a large vein of Spirit Stones on Wanling Island!

Initially, to keep it a secret, the Li family created Mining Puppets, while the Devil Race used a large number of low-tier Devil Beasts with shallow Spiritual Intelligence.

Due to their low Spiritual Intelligence, there was no worry that they would divulge any information, as they likely didn’t even know what the Spiritual Objects they carried were.

Unfortunately, that sixth-tier Devil Beast also knew nothing about it, not even the direction in which they disappeared.

However, Li Zhirui had a guess that the reason the Devil Race launched the great war was most likely because the vein was located near the frontier between humans and the Devil Race.

After all, if the vein was completely within the territory of the Devil Race, there was no need for them to battle the cultivators; they could have simply mined it directly.

But, with the frontier stretching nearly ten thousand miles and the Devil Race having certainly erased any traces upon their withdrawal, Li Zhirui alone could spend countless years searching without finding it.

Even if he were extremely lucky and found it quickly, it would be a boon for the Zhang Family, not something that could fall into the hands of the Li family.

So even though Li Zhirui had guessed the truth and knew that there might be a precious vein somewhere, for now, he could only suppress the thought in his heart.

Should he have the chance to take over the Thousandfold Mountains in the future, Li Zhirui might let his clan search for it; otherwise, he would never reveal it.

As for why Li Zhirui immediately thought of the vein, it’s because only veins are immovable!

If it were some rare and precious Spiritual Object, the Devil Race could simply set an intricate trap around it, and even if discovered by cultivators, it couldn’t be stolen from them.

With thoughts fluctuating, Li Zhirui had already arrived at the heartland operated by the Devil Race for thousands of years.

Clever and agile cultivators were not just him; thus, when Li Zhirui arrived, he already saw many cultivators, some even fighting over a certain Spiritual Object.

”Who would have thought this great battle with the Devil Race would, in the end, turn into a fight amongst cultivators themselves.” With a sigh, Li Zhirui flew toward a towering Spirit Mountain.

Clang!

As soon as Li Zhirui approached, he heard a loud clash of metal on stone, followed by intense fluctuations of Spiritual Energy that indicated the combatants were quite powerful.

However, his arrival as the third party immediately drew the firepower of the two, who, having been at death’s grips moments before, tacitly launched attacks on Li Zhirui.

With a thought from Li Zhirui, countless giant trees materialized out of thin air in front of him, easily blocking the attacks from the two.

”The two of you, there’s no need to be like this, is there? I’m just passing by.”

But the two paid him no heed and continued their silent assault.

Li Zhirui’s brow furrowed, and his expression turned serious. His spells constantly changed, and soon the vegetation on the mountain began to grow wildly, twisting and turning into two huge green Flood Dragons that lunged to kill the two men.

The two cultivators’ faces tensed, one swiftly produced a Defensive Treasure, a black shield that rapidly expanded to protect them both, while the other summoned a fiery red Treasure Bead, from which a large amount of Spiritual Fire flew out, transforming into a sea of flames that trapped the Flood Dragons.

”So that’s how it is! No wonder the moment you saw me, you unhesitatingly dropped the fight and attacked me, playing out a scene here, waiting for others to fall into your trap,” Li Zhirui finally knew why he had felt something was off.

”But this time, you two have kicked an iron plate!”

Li Zhirui sneered, his spell gestures changed, and the previously clear sky was suddenly covered with rolling clouds, pouring down bone-chilling rain, quickly extinguishing the sea of flames.

A faint white mist arose between heaven and earth, which could obscure vision and shield Divine Sense!

Swoosh!

A sharp attack, with the sound of tearing through the air, lashed towards the two, but they only noticed it when it was nearly upon them.

”Not good!”

Internally cursing, wanting to dodge, it was a bit too late; they had no choice but to resist.

”Ah!”

But one of them had not anticipated that besides this attack, the Flood Dragons Li Zhirui had previously conjured were already lying in ambush. Without allowing him to catch his breath, a Flood Dragon opened its gaping jaws to swallow him whole.

”Brother Lu, are you alright?” Another Cultivator, Master Bai, having heard the scream, hastily shouted.

But there was no response, and his heart grew increasingly panicked and full of regret for attacking Li Zhirui.

Now he had not only failed to bring down this powerful Lianxu Cultivator, but he had also placed himself in peril, at risk of perishing at any moment!