A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

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After the battle at Yellow Dragon Mountain, the three divine spell warriors took the initiative to attack. The spell warrior army only took half a month to arrive at Soaring Heavens City.

The Nine Nations Union was caught off guard and could only face the enemy alone.

Fortunately, the Grand Elder of the alliance, Wei Wuya, one of the three great cultivators of the Heavenly South Region, had just arrived in the city. With the help of Soaring Heavens City’s restriction formation, he was able to withstand the spell warrior army’s fierce attacks for over a month.

In the end, the three Divine Sages gathered together, and with the help of a few black-robed cultivators, eight massive beasts were dispatched.

As a result, Soaring Heavens City fell into the hands of spell warriors not long after the formation was broken.

Fortunately, most of the Nine Nations Union’s main forces were still intact. In a hurry, they withdrew all of their cultivators to the State of Beiliang, which was next to the State of Yu.

At that moment, the reinforcements from the Righteous and Devil Cultivators and the Heavenly Dao Alliance arrived.

After several small-scale battles, the four great powers of the Heavenly South had temporarily held off the Moulans.

However, both sides were well aware that the true battle of life and death had yet to begin.contemporary romance

After the Moulans took over Soaring Heavens City, they immediately used it as the spell warriors’ first stronghold in the Heavenly South. A large number of allied spell warriors from various tribes continuously came from the Moulan Plains.

Apart from the largest Moulan tribe, the Golden Sun Tribe, which was monitoring the Soaring Tribes’ movements and couldn’t leave, the other tribes had sent out their elites, placing their hopes on conquering the Heavenly South.

The Moulans only needed to wait for all of the allied armies to arrive before starting a life-and-death battle.

The Heavenly South Region was in a favorable position, so they naturally wouldn’t show weakness.

In addition to the mobilization of the Four Great Factions, a few sects outside of the Four Great Factions also sent people to participate in the battle. There were even a few vagrant cultivators who knew that this battle was no small matter and even involved the fundamental existence of the Yan Clan in the Heavenly South Region. Without mobilizing, they took the initiative to rush over to assist in the battle.

When the four great powers saw that they could use the help of the people, they immediately set up a large stone city near the border of the State of Beiliang and used it as a temporary stronghold to resist the spell warriors.

They also needed to prepare the vagrant cultivators of the various sects in order to start a war and drive the Moulans out of the Heavenly South.

The battle between the spell warriors and cultivators had temporarily stopped. It was as if a storm was coming. For a time, the two sides appeared exceptionally calm.

During this period of time, Han Li’s reputation grew as some stories spread.

He didn’t know that Old Man Ma was among the Nascent Soul cultivators that had survived the Yellow Dragon Mountain.

However, the Righteous Noble Sect elder had no choice but to abandon his body and flee back to the Nine Nations Union with his Nascent Soul.

In addition to the old man, the Core Formation cultivators Huhng Ning and the Murong Brothers saw that the situation was far from good and also escaped in advance, returning safely.

As such, the matter of Han Li instantly killing the black-robed Nascent Soul cultivator became known to others.

His reputation was gradually rising!

As for the fact that he, Grand Immortal Lu, and the others had captured the Controlling Spirit Sect’s spies and eradicated them, only the high-grade cultivators of the great powers knew about it.

But what truly made Han Li famous, apart from this, was the news from the Moulans that Han Li had escaped from the Moulan Divine Sage.

When Scholar Zhong returned to the spell warrior army, he had failed to kill Han Li, causing quite a stir among the spell warriors.

In order not to embarrass himself, the scholar naturally gave Han Li a very high evaluation.

He claimed that Han Li’s abilities were even superior to that of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

With a Divine Sage evaluating Han Li in such a manner, no one doubted his words.

In addition, Han Li had displayed various abilities during his battle with Cultivator Le, and he had even destroyed the body of the Heavenly Wind Tribe’s Warrior Mu in the Moulan Plains. His name was even more resounding in the spell warrior army than among cultivators.

As such, when the Heavenly South Region learned of this matter, it immediately caused another uproar, and Han Li’s reputation grew even bigger.

Of course, apart from Han Li, there were a few other Nascent Soul cultivators that weren’t very well-known. They also became famous in the battle against the spell warrior army.

After all, one could only see the true extent of a cultivator’s abilities in battle.

Under such circumstances, Han Li, who had been in seclusion for more than half a year, finally walked out of his secret chamber in a mountain valley in the State of Yu.

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Feng Tuo was a Foundation Establishment spell warrior from a small Moulan tribe. Although he was a revered Immortal Master in his tribe, he was a dispensable member of Soaring Heavens City.

At that moment, he had left a stronghold near the border of the State of Beiliang and was leading a small group of Qi Condensation spell warriors along a route that stretched for several hundred kilometers to prevent any sudden attacks from the Heavenly South cultivators.

It had already been half a day since he left the stronghold. After calculating the time, it should be time for the next team of spell warriors to take turns. As long as he continued flying for another ten kilometers, he should be able to return.

Feng Tuo thought to himself.

When he thought of the several tens of spirit stones he had just received two days ago, he felt that he had a high chance of breaking through the bottleneck of early Foundation Establishment. He couldn’t help but want to quickly return to meditate and cultivate, hoping to advance his cultivation to the next level before the great battle. If he could make a great contribution during the great battle, he would be rewarded with even more spirit stones.

As the Moulan mid-grade spell warrior slowly flew on his magic tool, his mind wandered.

At that moment, they arrived at a rocky slope that was rarely visited. Just as they were about to pass through the area, azure light suddenly flashed from the rocks below, following which a humanoid figure appeared out of thin air.

The man, who appeared to be in his twenties, raised his head to look at the group of spell warriors with a cold expression.

“A Heavenly South cultivator! At the very least, a Core Formation cultivator. I can’t see through his cultivation.” When Feng Tuo saw the youth and swept his spiritual sense past him, he couldn’t help but gasp.

“Retreat! This person is not someone we can deal with.”

Feng Tuo was quite quick-witted. He hastily called out to the six low-grade spell warriors behind him and tossed a small spirit beast pouch into the air.

All of a sudden, a streak of red light shot out from the pouch. It circled around in the air before flying toward the stronghold where Feng Tuo came from.

However, right at this moment, white light flashed in the air, and a beautiful young woman in a white dress suddenly appeared near the red light. She opened her mouth with a smile and spat out a ball of pink fragrant mist, enveloping the red light barrier.

A clear bird cry sounded out, and the red light quickly dissipated as a small fiery bird plummeted from the sky.

The young woman waved her hand, and the small bird obediently flew into her hand.

Feng Tuo’s heart sank upon seeing this. He couldn’t care less about the others and hastily formed an incantation gesture. Brilliant yellow light shone from his body and he was about to use a life-saving spirit technique to flee several kilometers away.

However, right at this moment, the young man narrowed his eyes and coldly snorted.

It was like an ordinary nasal sound, but when Feng Tuo heard it, he felt a rumbling sound in his ears. His mind felt heavy, and he felt the world spin around him.

As for the other Qi Condensation spell warriors, they were even worse off. In the instant that they heard the youth’s cold snort, their vision darkened and they fell from the sky, their fate unknown.

As for Feng Tuo, the white-clothed young woman’s body swayed and she arrived next to Feng Tuo’s falling body. She grabbed Feng Tuo’s neck and gently descended.

After landing, the young woman sweetly smiled and said to the youth, “Master, this person is the leader. He should know quite a bit.”

Those two were naturally Han Li and Silvermoon. As soon as they emerged from seclusion, they discovered that the State of Yu had fallen.

Han Li randomly grabbed a low-grade spell warrior and had a rough understanding of the situation. He then brought Silvermoon and stealthily infiltrated the border.

Originally, he wanted to directly pass through the border, but he just so happened to discover Feng Tuo and the other spell warriors patrolling the area.

Han Li’s heart stirred and he immediately decided to capture another spell warrior and ask him about the specific situation at the border before heading forward. This would save him the trouble of running into a Divine Sage.

With Silvermoon’s illusion techniques, Han Li was able to easily acquire what he wanted with the Dreamtear Technique.

Han Li heaved a sigh of relief.

The border was guarded by the three Divine Sages in turns, but the area in front of him was far away from the Divine Sages’ stronghold. There was only one Moulan Grand Sage guarding it.

With Han Li’s cultivation, it wouldn’t be a problem for him to conceal himself.

Looking at the unconscious captive, Han Li frowned.

In order to quickly obtain information, Han Li naturally used a rather tyrannical method. This captive’s mind was mostly destroyed, and even if he woke up, he would be a cripple.

Han Li sighed and flicked his finger, turning the man into ashes.

Afterwards, azure light erupted from his body, enveloping Silvermoon. He then flew through the air as a streak of azure light.

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At the border of the State of Beiliang, the Heavenly South cultivators had built a stone city named Tianyi. In a small hall in a corner of the city, Han Li’s Senior Brother Lu was chatting with a few high-grade Heavenly Dao Alliance cultivators. However, his expression was absent-minded and restless.

Since he had already participated in the battle to delay the spell warrior vanguard, he could return to the Drifting Cloud Sect.

However, the Drifting Cloud Sect only had two Nascent Soul cultivators, including him and the silver-haired old man. It was impossible for the silver-haired old man to lead the Drifting Cloud Sect’s disciples to participate in this battle. As such, he took the initiative to stay here to take care of the sect’s disciples.

Of course, the other reason why he wasn’t willing to leave was naturally because the recently renowned Drifting Cloud Sect’s Elder Han was still missing. He was worried about whether or not something had happened to Han Li and was unable to leave.

Speaking of which, Elder Lu found it hard to believe that Han Li was able to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator and even escape from the Moulan Divine Sages.

After all, he had personally witnessed Han Li condense a Nascent Soul several years ago. How was it possible for Han Li to possess such heaven-defying abilities in such a short amount of time? Furthermore, the Moulan Divine Sage had even evaluated his abilities to be superior to mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

Could it be that the Drifting Cloud Sect had truly picked up a treasure this time? This Junior Brother Han was a rare cultivation genius that only appeared once every ten thousand years.

Although Lu Luo was sitting in the hall, his mind had unconsciously returned to this matter. Although he was listening to others, he was completely absent-minded.

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