Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

The ancient cultivator's mind raced as he considered a solution and prepared his explanation in his mind.

If the Old Demon of Extreme Yin asks, just say you want to capture this person and present him to the Ancestor.

There's no escaping it.

Having already scanned the area with their divine sense, they must have determined the locations of the two individuals.

The only correct answer at this moment is to stand still and behave yourself.

Take back the Hunyuan Bowl.

In front of a Nascent Soul cultivator, both defensive and offensive stances are extremely dangerous.

The cultivator surnamed Gu turned his head and looked in the direction Han Li had fled, his eyes filled with pity.

Since this person was willing to surrender just now, even if he ultimately cannot escape death, he will surely be given a quick death and suffer less.

The Extreme Yin Demon is most skilled at creating corpse monsters. Once someone falls into his hands, they will be unable to live or die, and even the chance of reincarnation will be completely cut off.

madness!

The thought had just crossed my mind.

Between heaven and earth.

The sword light arrived.

Elder Gu was cut down by a sword, his body tilting to one side.

The sword energy, still powerful, cleaved a chasm several miles long through part of the unnamed islands and the sea below.

Then, they pierced through an underwater mountain range hundreds of meters deep, leaving a shocking sword mark with a smooth, mirror-like cross-section.

Han Li, who was not far away, was completely stunned by the earth-shattering scene before him.

Before he could fully react, he felt a light tap on his shoulder.

"hiss--!"

Han Li gasped in fright and jumped up and down on the spot.

Still shaken, she landed and turned around to see who had patted her shoulder.

"call……"

Han Li let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his back instantly soaked with cold sweat. Still shaken, he complained, "Brother Lu, you can really scare people to death! You almost scared my soul out of my body!"

Lu Jianghe stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the boy's disheveled appearance, and slowly said, "Heh, I saved your life, and instead of being grateful, you dare to complain about me?"

Han Li pouted and muttered under his breath, "Even if Brother Lu doesn't come, I have ways to deal with that old guy... The fear I felt before was nothing compared to the sheer terror I felt when I didn't know you were coming..."

Lu Jianghe laughed and said, "What did you say?"

Han Li laughed and dodged the question, saying, "What else could it be? Of course, it's all thanks to Brother Lu. My life was saved again. But how did you suddenly get here?"

Looking at the horizon where the sea meets the sky, Lu Jianghe said calmly, "I heard about the incident on Kui Xing Island as soon as I came out of seclusion, so I used the teleportation array to come and see."

He turned his gaze aside.

"Whatever, just take care of Zhang Tie's matter."

Han Li was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Brother Lu, are you saying there's a way to restore Zhang Tie right now?"

Lu Jianghe replied, "I can't say it will definitely succeed; I can only say I'll give it a try."

Han Li nodded, but his eyes kept glancing at the corpse of the dead cultivator surnamed Gu, especially at the storage bag at his waist.

"I don't want this little thing, you can take it."

Han Li was overjoyed; he had been waiting for these words, and immediately ran over eagerly.

He swiftly removed the other person's storage bag and the small golden bowl.

Immediately following, a fireball spell burned the corpse of the ancient cultivator, along with the bloodstains on the ground, to ashes, leaving not a trace, as if the person had never existed.

The entire process was smooth and skillful, drawing admiring glances from onlookers.

Lu Jianghe was watching from the side.

Han Li belatedly realized what was happening, stopped what he was doing, scratched his head awkwardly, and wondered how to explain this overly "professional" process of destroying evidence.

He coughed lightly, looking slightly flustered, and explained, "I... I'm just afraid of leaving traces and being tracked down by the Sixth Hall or his accomplices. It's always better to be cautious, right?"

Lu Jianghe waved his hand.

Minor traces.

Back then at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he slew at least a million, if not tens of millions, of demons with his sword.

Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood stained the long river.

Unfortunately, in this wild and desolate world, the most abundant and least valuable thing is this ant-like life.

Like the tide, one wave dies and another surges in, endless and seemingly without end.

It should be noted that this was only the result of the overwhelming power of half of the desolate world.

Such reckless consumption alone was enough to shake and ultimately break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi that had stood for millennia.

Han Li chuckled awkwardly, then probed his storage bag with his divine sense.

There were many odds and ends inside, as well as a model of a halberd.

In addition, there was a jade bottle.

He eagerly opened it, and there lay five bright yellow pills inside.

This is exactly the kind of Dust-Reducing Pill he urgently needs right now, which can increase his chances of forming a Golden Core!

There are quite a few good things here.

I admire cultivators who carry all their belongings with them.

Han Li breathed a long sigh of relief; at least his efforts hadn't been in vain.

Suppressing his excitement, he took the two magical treasures out of his storage bag.

He walked over to Lu Jianghe, whose gaze was still fixed on the distant horizon where the sea met the sky.

"Brother Lu, there are a few Dust-Reducing Pills and these two magic treasures in the storage bag..."

As he spoke, he handed the Xuan Tian Ge and Hun Yuan Bo forward.

Lu Jianghe did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the distant horizon.

"When you get back to Tianxing City, leave me one Dust-Clearing Pill. The rest, along with that magic weapon, are yours to keep."

"When you get back to Tianxing City, leave me one Dust-Clearing Pill. The rest, along with that magic weapon, are yours to keep."

Han Li didn't stand on ceremony and directly put the two magical treasures back into his possession.

We've known each other for years, no need for formalities.

In his heart, Lu Jianghe was already like a senior, so there was no need for formalities.

In the chaotic sea of ​​stars.

As far as Han Li is concerned.

Lu Jianghe is like a towering ancient tree; it may not provide shelter from the wind and rain, but one can occasionally find respite from the summer heat in its shade.

After finishing his task, Han Li clapped his hands and noticed that Lu Jianghe was staring in a certain direction.

"Brother Lu, aren't we going back to Tianxing City now?"

Lu Jianghe said calmly, "No rush, I'm waiting for someone."

Han Li was taken aback.

wait?

This godforsaken place has broken the barrier between the inner and outer seas, and high-level demonic beasts could appear at any time. How could there still be cultivators wandering around in the outer sea?

He himself was being chased by that man surnamed Gu, and had no choice but to flee to this place.

Lu Jianghe did not offer much explanation.

What he was waiting for was the extreme yin.

If the other party comes over, he wouldn't mind killing them with a single sword strike.

It is neither about righteousness nor evil, nor is it biased towards the Star Palace.

However, this extremely Yin Island, in collusion with the demon race, has disrupted the key barrier maintaining the balance between the inner and outer seas.

He felt absolutely no liking for such troublemakers and disruptors.

Lu Jianghe withdrew his gaze, deliberately raising his eyebrows slightly. "More than twenty years, and you've only climbed from the mid-Foundation Establishment stage to the Pseudo-Core stage? Xin Ruyin started from the Qi Refining stage and is now almost at the threshold of Core Formation. The Dust-Clearing Pill is for her."

Han Li touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "My cultivation technique is special. It requires repeated practice to achieve mastery. This is the second time I've had my cultivation dispersed. Once I get through the final one, my accumulated magical power may be more than 20% greater than others of the same level."

Lu Jianghe smiled but didn't say anything.

This kid still had some ulterior motives after all.

The Three Revolutions Rejuvenation Technique allows one to rebuild one's magical power by 10% to 20% each time the technique is dissipated and one begins to cultivate again.

If one can truly survive the third transformation, their magical power will be nearly half as strong as that of other cultivators of the same level.

What's even more remarkable is that these advantages become increasingly apparent as one's cultivation level rises, like rivers flowing into the sea, their profound foundation far surpassing that of ordinary cultivation methods.

However, this is for the best.

On the path of cultivation, one must never easily reveal one's true strengths, no matter who one is facing.

The two chatted for a few more minutes.

What Han Li found very strange was that the sea began to continuously gush out clumps of blood.

Within the reach of his divine sense, the area was quite large.

Looking down through the sea, one could see many second- and third-tier monster corpses slowly sinking, constantly oozing foul blood.

Without thinking too much about it, he simply assumed that it must be due to some kind of supernatural power used by Lu Jianghe.

Sigh, thinking of this, he couldn't help but recall the snow-white sword light that had just descended from the sky.

The power of a single sword strike is truly astounding.

It is truly captivating, inspiring both awe and reverence.

After waiting a while longer, seeing the sea and sky desolate and still, there was no further movement.

Lu Jianghe then took Han Li with him and headed straight for Kui Xing Island, where they used a teleportation array to return to Tianxing City.

Shortly after the two left, strange phenomena occurred in the sea hundreds of miles away.

A large, dark green cloud, fifty or sixty feet in diameter, suddenly appeared in the sky.

Below, a short, thin, and ugly young man floats.

If Han Li saw this person, he would recognize him at first glance.

Wu Chou was one of the reasons that caused this earth-shattering change on Kui Xing Island.

"Ancestor, why are we stuck? That guy surnamed Gu is right ahead. The tracking restriction I left in his body shows that his aura has suddenly disappeared. Something must have happened."

At this moment, the dark green cloud above his head, which was fifty or sixty feet in diameter, suddenly surged and emitted a sharp sound that almost tore his eardrums apart.

"Joker, since when did it become your place to tell me how to behave?"

Wu Chou was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Reporting to Ancestor, your grandson wouldn't dare! I just feel... it might be related to the person we've been searching for. If it's inconvenient for Ancestor to take action, your grandson is willing to do it for you. Why...?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an even stronger pressure emanating from the cloud.

The voices from within the clouds grew even more sinister.

"Why shouldn't I let you go? Hmph, you're just a lowly Core Formation cultivator, so naturally you can't sense the sharp aura emanating from such a great distance that even I, your ancestor, am alarmed."

Wu Chou suddenly realized, "Does the Ancestor mean that there is a Nascent Soul cultivator there?"

The voice from within the cloud suddenly turned cold, "If my supernatural powers weren't still incomplete, I would really like to go and meet them."

Before the words were finished, the emerald green cloud contracted and churned, and a pitch-black fireball, exuding an ominous aura, suddenly shot out and crashed into the sea!

At the heart of the flames, a writhing, struggling skeletal shadow could be vaguely seen.

The black fireball did not extinguish upon contact with water; instead, it crashed into the depths of the sea.

The next moment, the ball of black flames exploded, and the seawater within a radius of 100 meters was violently burned and burned to ashes.

In an instant, it was burned to the ground, leaving not a trace, and directly "scalded" a huge cavitation bubble in the deep sea!

A large amount of seawater was squeezed from all sides, producing a dull thud, and the seabed suddenly trembled.

Thick white fog billowed into the sky as the sea surged, a truly terrifying sight.

Upon seeing this, Wu Chou immediately bowed and flattered, "Ancestor, you already possess such power even before your divine abilities are fully developed! When your divine skills are perfected, the Star Palace will likely have to rely on your whims!"