Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 1663: Chapter 1300: Strange (2)

Countless stars shone brilliantly on the horizon, appearing dazzlingly beautiful. But when they revealed themselves, all the stars simultaneously trembled, breaking free from the sky and transforming into huge meteors crashing down upon them.

Boom boom boom—

A deafening explosion sounded, drowning out all the wails and cries of those Heavenly Immortals.

Li Chengsheng, Li Chengshuo, and other deities witnessed the scene before them, their hearts deeply shaken. Who could have imagined such a vast difference in strength between beings of the same Heavenly Immortal rank?

With unmatched power, Doumu Lord fought several Heavenly Immortals without falling behind, instead constantly suppressing them, forcing them into a defensive struggle.

Now, they were beaten thoroughly, grievously injured, and barely clinging to life, as if their lives would be forfeited at any moment!

“Is this the peak of the Heavenly Immortal, close to transcending?” Li Chengshuo mumbled to himself, eyes full of worship, yearning, and anticipation.

“Big brother, how many years do you think it would take us to cultivate to this level?”

“I don’t know…” Li Chengsheng’s heart surged as well, his resolve becoming even firmer; he too wished to stand and view the scenery from the peak!

No!

This is only the peak of the Great Thousand World; in the context of the entire Universe, perhaps it’s just the beginning!

Doumu Lord swiftly dealt with these Heavenly Immortals, but things were not as simple over at Gouchen’s side, especially after seeing that end. Those few Heavenly Immortals dared not linger for a second, using every means possible to escape.

Ultimately, only four Heavenly Immortals managed to flee in embarrassment!

Initially, there were eleven Heavenly Immortals, but one was slain by Li Chengsheng and Li Chengshuo, leaving six captured alive.

As for what awaited them, it was not death, but another, more cruel punishment!

To be controlled and turned into slaves!

Distinguished Heavenly Immortals now reduced to slavery; such a humiliating fate left them in deep despair, wishing they could just end it all.

Yet even that right was stripped away! Everything now belonged to Doumu Lord!

Moreover, they were acutely aware that ultimately, death awaited them nonetheless, as with the destruction of the Golden Light Realm, they would perish along with it, or if the Golden Light Realm won, they would be dragged down to die.

“With this, we need no longer fear any faction of the Golden Light Realm!” a deity suddenly exclaimed.

Unless several top-level forces joined hands, the current strength of the Divine Path could indeed sweep half the territory.

Upon hearing this, the scene fell silent, followed by overwhelming cheers.

The stronger they became, not only did the safety improve, but once the two-realm war ended, the merits they could receive multiplied, and the Heavenly Dao’s favor would be greater!

Once everyone had reveled enough, Gouchen stepped forward and said, “Quickly, go restore yourselves. The battle has just started; it’s not time to relax.”

“Yes!”

The deities left one after another, leaving Li Chengsheng and Li Chengshuo behind intentionally.

“Is there a nearby area where Purifying Spiritual Objects are abundant?” Doumu Lord asked solemnly.

The six Heavenly Immortals bit their teeth, unwilling to yield.

But with a thought from Doumu Lord, the restriction planted in their Sea of Consciousness activated, sweeping up storms raging within.

Important as the Sea of Consciousness is, not less vital than the Dantian, any disturbance here was bound to cause pain.

“Ahhh—”

Cries and howls erupted, their expressions twisted; the pain made them long for suicide.

Soon, one Heavenly Immortal couldn’t bear it anymore and quickly shouted:

“There’s an Earth Immortal faction called Pure Water Sect, three thousand miles away. Their sect produces a kind of Purifying Spirit Water, and reportedly its quantity is vast.”

“Yes, you’d better behave from now on; the next punishment won’t be so light!”

The six shuddered—all too eager to avoid that pain again.

Li Chengsheng and Li Chengshuo felt no particular emotion, only curious why they were left behind.

“Summoning you two Star Lords was to give you a token of appreciation.”

Saying this, Doumu Lord took out two uneven stones, handing them directly to the two without explanation.

“These are…”

Upon touching the meteorites, they immediately knew the answer.

“Sun/Taiyin Meteorite!”

Most crucially, they contained a trace of the source within!

With their identities and mastery of the Dao of Sun/Taiyin, they could use this source to disguise as Sun God or Moon God of this realm.

If all went smoothly, not only would they avoid suppression by the realm’s Heavenly Dao, they might even receive blessings.

The largest use was having a safeguard during the two-realm war, giving them chances to jump ship to the other side, whether the Primal Spirit Realm or Golden Light Realm won!

In other words, a life-saving trump card!

“Thank you, Madame!”

Li Chengsheng and Li Chengshuo bowed towards Doumu Lord, unable otherwise to express their gratitude.

“I am merely presenting flowers to Buddha with borrowed flowers.”

Time flew by, and in an instant, a month had passed.

Since that battle, the Divine Path hadn’t encountered danger, not even sighting creatures of the realm.

The reason was simple: their strength was too formidable for anyone to deal with, not to mention now having six Heavenly Immortal helpers.

Yet they didn’t sit idle, awaiting the rescue of major forces while gathering various Spiritual Objects from the mountain gate to migrate swiftly upon danger!

Though abandoning the foundation of thousands of years was hard to let go, it was better than losing one’s life.

As long as they had their lives, someday they would rebuild the mountain gate—perhaps even making it grander.

…

The flower blooms in two places, each expressing one branch.

Since Li Zhirui left alone to seek Primal Spirit Realm forces, the clan members at the temporary station haven’t been as anxious.

No other reason, as nearby Devil Race has been cleared out, and with the Spirit Vein collected, unsuitable for life-sustaining for cultivation.

In such a barren area, no matter how vast the territory, no Devil Beasts were willing to come to claim it.

Without Devil Race, the Li family’s station’s security soared, gradually leading clan members to relax, no longer as tense as before.

To Da Qing, Xiaoqing, and others, there was no easy solution.

“Look! A meteor traces the sky!”

One day, a clan member gazing at the sky suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing the shout, the clan members looked up to see two dazzling streams of light flying their way.

“Didn’t expect more cultivators to arrive.”

“But it’s understandable; since the war erupted months ago, no matter how good the battleground, there would inevitably be casualties.”

Amidst casual discussions, the meteor drew closer to the ground.

“Wait! Hold on! This meteor seems to be coming in our direction.”

Just as the words settled, two human figures emerged from the Spirit Light, firmly landing on the ground.

“Sheng Ancestor, Shuo Ancestor! What brings you here? Aren’t you supposed to support the Divine Path?” a curious clan member asked.

“The Divine Path is strong enough that our presence as Earth Immortals isn’t much needed; rather, we’d help more by assisting the family.”

“True enough!”

But the family’s situation presently was rather peaceful, with little need for assistance.

Upon noticing the commotion, Xiaoqing and others also appeared; seeing ‘Li Chengsheng’ and ‘Li Chengshuo,’ their eyes involuntarily flashed with delight.

Having these two Earth Immortals join meant they no longer needed to tread so cautiously and could pressure clan members, reminding them they weren’t here for leisure but engaged in a perilous battle!

Da Qing stood aside, feeling an inexplicable oddity about the pair, not resembling Li Chengsheng and Li Chengshuo.

Bear in mind, it had only been a few hundred years since the last meeting, not a long absence. Under typical circumstances, it shouldn’t feel peculiar, should it?