A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm - Chapter 675: Untitled

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As it turned out, the Great Five Elemental Illusion Mantra really wasn’t all that alluring to Han Li. After all, he had already obtained the entirety of the Mantra Axis Scripture, and according to its description, that should be sufficient to support his cultivation to the Great Encompassment Stage.

The Great Five Elemental Illusion Mantra was the highest caliber cultivation art that the True Mantra Sect had to offer, but it was definitely not going to be easy to cultivate, so it may not be the most suitable choice for him.

At the same time, Han Li knew the dangers of being sucked into the game of jumping from one cultivation art to another in pursuit of greater power. Ultimately, that would only result in failure to master any one cultivation art.

At the moment, his top priority was to attain more power and advance in his cultivation so that he could ensure self-preservation in the ever more chaotic True Immortal Realm. Only then could he think about anything else.

Of course, he was still curious about this cultivation art, and if he could get his hands on it, he certainly wouldn’t reject such an opportunity.

The two of them continued to chat while flying through the air, and the terrain up ahead was gradually becoming flatter, smoothing out from an undulating mountain range to a series of hills.

These hills were rather peculiar in that most of them were standing in clusters of two, much like camel humps, and it was unclear why this was the case.

Despite the change in the terrain, the landscape was still extremely abundant with vegetation.

“The spiritual qi here is quite abundant. Which area of the True Mantra Sect are we in right now?” Han Li asked.

A hint of surprise flashed through Immortal Lord Hot Flame’s eyes upon hearing this.

“It sounds like you know quite a bit about the layout of our True Mantra Sect, Fellow Daoist Li.”

“I obtained a rough map of the True Mantra Sect earlier, so I know the general layout,” Han Li explained.

“I see. Right now, we’re in the Wood Emperor area, but we’re near the edge of the area, so there won’t be many valuable treasures. Right now, we’re traveling toward the central region, and there used to be many medicine gardens there. Hopefully, they haven’t been destroyed,” Immortal Lord Hot Flame sighed.

“Please lead the way,” Han Li replied with a nod.

With that, the two of them sped up a little, flying through the air as two streaks of light before vanishing into the distance.

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At the same time.

A streak of purple light was flying over a set of barren ruins enshrouded in white mist. Trailing along close behind it were two more streaks of light in hot pursuit.

The streak of purple light contained a purple-robed young man with curly white hair, and at this moment, he was racing along with tightly furrowed brows, and he was taking occasional backward glances with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Close to ten kilometers away, a slightly hunch-backed elderly man with a bald spot was flying through the air alongside a man in a white scholarly robe, and the two of them were riding atop a sleek flying shuttle.

These two were none other than Palace Master Lu Wuliang of the Origin Contention Immortal Region and Immortal Envoy Zhao Zhen, who was previously stationed at Abyssal Lake City of the Concealed Lake Immortal Region, and the person that the two of them were pursuing was Shi Chuankong.

“I didn’t think that his mastery over the laws of space would be so advanced. Even with the two of us combining our powers to pilot this seventh-grade immortal treasure flying shuttle, he’s still able to keep us at arm’s length,” Lu Wuliang mused with tightly furrowed brows.

“It’s fine. Using one of the three paramount laws is extremely taxing on one’s immortal spiritual power, and he’s already slowed down quite a bit, so he’s clearly feeling the strain. He won’t be able to last much longer at this rate. On top of that, given the current fragmented state of the True Mantra Sect, the landmass that we’re currently on most likely isn’t that large, so he’ll have nowhere to run once we force him to the edge,” Zhao Zhen said in a composed fashion.

“That’s true. Right now, it’s only a matter of time before he’s cornered,” Lu Wuliang chuckled.

“The main issue now is deciding what to do with him once we catch him,” Zhao Zhen said as a hesitant look appeared on his face.

“Oh? Why is that a concern?” Lu Wuliang asked with a perplexed expression.

“You may not have heard of this, but this man has previously appeared in Jade Gathering City. He fought briefly with Fellow Daoist Su Liu, and I’ve heard that his identity is rather sensitive,” Zhao Zhen said.

“Don’t leave me hanging, Fellow Daoist Zhao. What exactly is so special about his identity?” Lu Wuliang hurriedly asked.

“He’s from the Vast Origin House, and he seems to possess a very high status there. It’s a pity that we can’t get into contact with Fellow Daoist Su Liu right now. Otherwise, we’d be able to get a concrete answer,” Zhao Zhen said.

A hesitant look appeared on Lu Wuliang’s face upon hearing this, but it didn’t take long before he arrived at a decision.

“Given the current circumstances, a peaceful resolution is already out of reach. In any case, we’re in the True Mantra Sect ruins right now, so let’s kill him here so he can’t exact revenge on us at a later date.”

“I suppose that’s the only feasible option,” Zhao Zhen replied with a nod.

As the two of them were speaking to each other, the streak of purple light up ahead suddenly descended toward a large valley down below, and the two of them hurriedly followed along atop their flying shuttle.

There were two tall mountains facing each other at the entrance of the valley, and many holes had been burrowed into the mountains with all types of runes engraved onto the rock face around them. It seemed that some type of restriction had been set up here, but it had since been destroyed, and in particular, half of the mountain on the right hand side had already collapsed.

Zhao Zhen and Lu Wuliang flew into the valley, and they soon spotted a figure on a giant stone plaza inside the valley, setting up something around a black rock at the center of the plaza.

“He’s just going to stop here? Does he have a death wish?”

Lu Wuliang was rather taken aback to see this.

“Don’t get complacent, Fellow Daoist Lu. As a cultivator of spatial law powers, he’s far more dangerous than the average cultivator of the same cultivation base,” Zhao Zhen said in a solemn manner.

“Regardless of what he’s trying to do, we just have to stop him before he can get it done,” Lu Wuliang said with a cold sneer, and as soon as his voice trailed off, a yellow spirit domain instantly erupted out of his body, encompassing the entire surrounding area in a radius of over ten thousand feet.

Immediately thereafter, he sprang forward as his skin turned an earthy brown color, and while in mid-air, he suddenly began to plummet rapidly toward Shi Chuankong as if he had become as heavy as a mountain.

Zhao Zhen opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it in the end and merely looked on with a tense expression.

Lu Wuliang’s body was crashing down with such tremendous force that even the air around him was rumbling incessantly, and the very space within the spirit domain was collapsing downward beneath him.

Right as he was about to land on the stone plaza and completely pulverize Shi Chuankong, a burst of silver light suddenly erupted out of Shi Chuankong’s body, forming a silver spirit domain that instantly encompassed the entire surrounding space within a radius of several dozen feet.

Lu Wuliang saw a blur flash before his eyes, and the space around him became slightly distorted and indistinct. In the next instant, he crashed down onto the ground with a deafening boom.

An enormous cloud of dust rose up into the air as rock fragments and debris erupted in all directions. The entire earth had caved in by close to a thousand feet, forming an enormous crater in the ground.

Zhao Zhen’s eyelids twitched slightly as he observed the unfolding scene from above.

From his perspective, Lu Wuliang had clearly been crashing down toward the white stone plaza, yet somehow, he had landed outside the plaza.

He hurriedly flew down right as Lu Wuliang flew out of the crater, and he asked, “What happened, Fellow Daoist Lu?”

“I’ll give it to him, that kid does have tricks up his sleeve. In the instant that I was about to crash down onto him, he used some type of spatial distortion technique to divert me far away from my intended target. Having said that, this is no cause for concern. All I have to do is immobilize him so that he can’t use the same technique again, and he’ll be a sitting duck for you, Fellow Daoist Zhao,” Lu Wuliang said with a cold smile.

“I’ll be counting on you then, Fellow Daoist Lu,” Zhao Zhen said as he turned to Shi Chuankong with a hint of skepticism in his eyes.

Lu Wuliang nodded in response, yet right as he was about to do something, Shi Chuankong suddenly turned in their direction and gave them a provocative smirk.

Immediately thereafter, he flipped a hand over to produce a fist-sized plate, then extended the index finger of his other hand over the plate to drip a drop of silver blood essence onto it.

All of the spirit patterns on the plate lit up one after another with dazzling silver radiance, and it began to release bursts of formidable spatial fluctuations.

At the same time, a circular array lit up around the black rock behind Shi Chuankong, and the silver light that it was releasing was so radiant that Zhao Zhen and Lu Wuliang were forced to avert their eyes.

After the silver light faded, the two of them discovered that two people had appeared within the silver array.

The one on the left was a seductive woman with a white veil over face, and it was none other than Feng Lin. Standing beside her was a young man wearing a large red feather robe with his purple hair arranged into a tall bun, and as soon as the two of them appeared, they immediately extended a collective respectful bow toward Shi Chuankong.

“We pay our respects to Young Master Shi.”

At this point, the plate that Shi Chuankong was holding had already been completely destroyed, and he casually discarded it as his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, “Why are there only two of you? Where’s Elder Jing?”

“I was separated from Elder Jing and Zi Qing after we entered the ruins,” Feng LIn hurriedly replied.

The purple-haired young man by the name of Zi Qing cupped his fist in a salute as he explained, “While exploring a set of ruins, Elder Jing and I either triggered some type of restriction or fell prey to a sneak attack.

“In any case, Elder Jing was swallowed up by a cloud of gray mist, and he vanished before he had a chance to resist. I immediately retreated upon seeing this, and I was summoned here before I had a chance to investigate any further.”

1. Not sure why, but this chapter and the next one (chapter 676) both appear to be untitled. ☜