Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

After slightly mending the nearby world, Li Zhirui stood in mid-air, murmuring, "Are there too many Demon Cultivators in the East Continent these days?"

Since leaving his family, twice had he fought, both times against Demon Cultivators, indeed it was getting frequent.

"Could it be that Demon Cultivators have some conspiracy again?"

Li Zhirui felt a slight regret that he couldn't extract any information from the Demon Cultivators, but it made him vigilant. If he encounters Demon Cultivators again, he must not let them escape easily.

Although he was just a small Individual Immortal, yet the opposition between Immortal and Demon, and the Li family still in the East Continent, if he could learn some insider information in advance, it would be beneficial for the entire Immortal Tao.

Recording this matter in his mind, Li Zhirui once again moved with the wind.

But what he didn't know was, because of these two major battles, he had gained fame among the nearby Demon Cultivators.

"Yan, even you couldn't defeat that person?!"

Seeing Yan Chilian returning injured, the Demon Cultivators were shocked.

One must know, among them Yan Chilian was at the perfection of Individual Immortal, with the potential to break through to the Realm of Human Immortality, quite powerful, yet was wounded by an unknown cultivator and returned in a sorry state.

"Hmph!"

Yan Chilian snorted coldly, brushed everyone aside, and returned to her Cave Mansion to heal.

Everyone looked at each other, quickly going to inquire about Li Zhirui's appearance, to avoid encountering him and getting injured, and worst of all being killed, losing their lives.

However, there were a few arrogant people with high aspirations, who believed their strength not inferior to Yan Chilian, planning to actively seek him out and bring back his head.

Thus, after a bit of preparation, they left this hidden place to search for Li Zhirui's tracks outside.

Due to Li Zhirui's aimless training outside, he was not in a hurry to arrive, moving slowly; thus, after a few days, he was actually encountered by a Demon Cultivator.

"Hmm?"

Li Zhirui frowned slightly, not expecting to meet another Demon Cultivator, and this time the other party initiated the trouble.

"Die for me!"

The Demon Cultivator spoke no more, starting with a lethal move; a jet black Sword Qi, spine-chilling, flew to slash, where it passed, ten thousand ghosts wailed, black smoke billowing, following closely behind.

Li Zhirui's gaze intensified, realizing this Demon's strength was quite formidable, likely not weaker than the female Demon Cultivator he encountered earlier.

His hands crafted spells, heavy water curtain blocked in front of him, several pure white thunders split down from the sky, eradicating all the Demonic Qi and Fierce Ghosts behind the Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi landed on the water curtain, as if sinking into a swamp, swallowed layer by layer, until completely losing power.

"You do have some skill, no wonder you could injure Yan. But today, your life is mine, Chang Hong will take it!"

In the fierce battle, this person seemed to acknowledge Li Zhirui's prowess, which amused him greatly; when did he need the recognition of a Demon Cultivator in the Individual Immortal Realm?

"Boasting, let's see whose strength indeed prevails!"

Li Zhirui sneered, stretched out his hand, countless azure sea water surged, enormous waves rolled over, from which countless Water Devils emerged, roaring towards the opponent.

"Heh!"

Chang Hong sneered disdainfully, thick black fog emerged behind him, wherein numerous ghost shadows danced, occasionally emitting shrill sounds.

With a thought, ten thousand ghosts exploded with spine-chilling screams, making Li Zhirui's eyes flicker, mind uneasy, urgently applying Purification Spiritual Light upon himself, forming lotus flowers floating around him.

"Go!"

Chang Hong frowned slightly, surprised that his tactic couldn't harm him at all, quickly dispelling his contempt and secretly increased Mana input.

Tens of thousands of peculiar and strange ghost beings roared out, charging towards Li Zhirui, deploying various spells from their hands, yet unable to breach the heavy water curtain before him.

"I thought your strength was good, but now it seems merely so."

Li Zhirui shook his head, crafting a spell, a flawless pure white Spirit Light blossomed in mid-air, Power of Purification instantly spread, the enveloped ghosts let out miserable cries, finally turning into wisps of gray smoke, dissipating.

Chang Hong's face changed drastically, realizing then that the Ghost Control path he excelled in was completely restrained by the opponent!

But what he didn't know was that not just Ghost Control, but all evil Divine Powers were naturally restrained by the Laws of Purification mastered by Li Zhirui.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Chang Hong intended to flee, unaware that Li Zhirui had been prepared all along; observing his attempt to escape, he immediately blocked with spells.

"Are you intending to fight to the death with me?"

Chang Hong's face turned grim, saying, "Even if your Laws greatly restrain me, you definitely cannot capture me unharmed. Then the other brothers will surely avenge me!"

"Heh!"

Li Zhirui sneered, disdainfully said, "The words you utter, I bet even you don't believe them?"

If it were Immortal Dao Practitioners, he might believe the notion of avenging brothers, but Demon Cultivators such as these, constantly fighting, harming each other among comrades, would they avenge a dead person? Simply absurd.

"If you want me to spare your life, it's not impossible, but you have to disclose the purpose behind Demon Cultivators gathering here! Otherwise, I won't let you leave alive even if it means getting injured!"

Chang Hong's face showed struggle, after a while he was willing to speak, "I'm not completely sure of the specifics, only know some elders are plotting some methods to destroy the Human Dao Dynasty."