Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

"Well, well, well, I didn't expect another one seeking death. Let me see what capabilities you have to boast so arrogantly."

The Demon Cultivator saw Li Zhixuan appear, and his eyes grew fierce. He laughed evilly, "A Nine Yang Thunder Cloud Dao Body and a Sword Tao of Slaughter, two exceptional youths of the Immortal Tao. If they all die here, the Immortal Tao would surely regret it."

Moreover, it would eliminate two future threats to the Demonic Tao because once they grow, they can become a menace!

"Mr. Xu, I'm counting on you to provide support." Meng Zihong looked like he was asking, but in truth, he was ordering because he knew Li Zhixuan was no match for the Demon Cultivator.

Besides, the two had never fought side by side before and were unfamiliar with each other's techniques and styles. A sudden alliance would not only fail to enhance their power but might also hold them back, making them prone to vulnerabilities.

"Alright."

Li Zhixuan nodded in agreement, curious about the strength of this Loose Cultivator, known as the first among Individual Immortals. Now was the perfect opportunity to observe up close.

Rumble—

Meng Zihong unleashed his full power, and for a moment, thunderclouds engulfed the sky, bringing an apocalyptic aura that exerted immense psychological pressure and intimidation.

Even the Human Immortal Realm Demon Cultivator was briefly dazed by the spectacle, unable to believe a Loose Cultivator could achieve this, and with such ease!

But this only strengthened his resolve to kill Meng Zihong. If this child isn't eliminated, it will lead to great disaster in the future!

Especially after he had already attacked him, he was sure that revenge would come.

Yet, the Demon Cultivator couldn't imagine that Meng Zihong wasn't thinking of anything like 'a gentleman's revenge is never too late,' but rather planning to slaughter him right then and there, using his bones to pave his way to the Realm of Human Immortality!

"Kill!"

Meng Zihong roared violently, and countless bolts of lightning poured down like torrential rain, turning the area into a Thunder Sea, relentlessly attacking the Demon Cultivator.

"Is that all?"

The Demon Cultivator stood unharmed in the center of the Thunder Sea, with no lightning breaking through his defense, and he scoffed dismissively.

"Is it?"

A flash of red killing intent crossed Meng Zihong's eyes. As the spell in his hand activated, the previously calm Thunder Sea began to boil, as a massive Thunder Flood Dragon emerged, opening its blood-red maw to bite him.

The Demon Cultivator's face changed slightly, and he hastily employed Divine Power to reinforce his defenses, while also compressing space to block the Thunder Flood Dragon's path.

Crack—

Seizing the opportunity, Li Zhixuan, who had been preparing her sword stance, released a piercing Sword Qi. Before the compressed space fully formed, she shattered it with a single strike.

"Damn it!"

The Demon Cultivator growled in shame and anger, having ignored Li Zhixuan because she posed little threat to him, nearly none at all. He wouldn't have to consider her if Meng Zihong weren't present.

Yet, this person he overlooked shattered his setup with one sword strike, placing him in a perilous situation.

Roar!

At this moment, the Thunder Flood Dragon lunged at the Demon Cultivator, its massive jaws biting down hard.

With a bang, several layers of his defensive measures were smashed, and a little more force would utterly break through the defenses.

Before the Demon Cultivator could catch his breath, the fangs in the Thunder Flood Dragon's mouth erupted with several thunder orbs.

Rumble!

Like the final straw that broke the camel's back, these thunderballs instantly shattered his defense. The thunder filled with Nine Yang Qi and Thunder Cloud Qi engulfed him, clashing violently against his internal Demonic Qi, and causing relentless strife.

"Ugh!"

As the battle erupted within the Demon Cultivator's body, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his hair disheveled, looking quite battered.

"Fine, you actually injured me!"

The Demon Cultivator's voice sounded as if it came from the depths of the Nine Nether, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop significantly, sending chills down one's spine. He said, "Go to hell!"

Before his voice fell, his entire aura exploded instantly, with boundless Demonic Qi rising behind him, manifesting a colossal Demon God.

The Demon God had dual heads and six arms, each giant hand gripping a weapon that gleamed with cold light, sweeping down toward Meng Zihong and Li Zhixuan.

Boom!

Fortunately, the two were prepared and swiftly retreated several miles, out of the attack range. However, the strike in mid-air caused a sonic boom, stirring up gales that blew in all directions.

Rumble—

Meng Zihong immediately counterattacked. The unresolved Thunder Flood Dragon and the Thunder Sea at his feet exploded, unleashing terrifying energy. The space seemed on the brink of collapse, creating several sharp space turbulences that were unstoppable, cutting and dispersing substantial Demonic Qi, weakening the Demon God's power.

Li Zhixuan also launched her attack the moment she stabilized. An immense Blood Sea surged behind her, with countless human figures and monster souls emerging; all were beings slain by her, shaped with Evil Qi and Killing Aura. All of them merged into the sword she was brewing.

Swoosh!

The Sword Qi sliced into the Demon God's body, severing its two left arms and leaving the last arm severely injured.

However, after unleashing this sword, Li Zhixuan's aura dwindled significantly, losing seventy to eighty percent of her strength.

Now, she could only protect herself if the Demon Cultivator targeted Meng Zihong.