Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

Chapter 507 - 513: Heritage

Demon cultivators have always valued power over discipline, and their moral and spiritual cultivation is varied and inconsistent, with the majority being on the poorer side.

Perhaps only those elites and true successors from major forces or demon cultivators who aspire to higher realms would pay attention to their moral cultivation.

Among the Golden Core demon cultivators sent here, there were none such; they were all fierce in appearance but timid at heart, cunning but indecisive, daring in big endeavors yet cherishing their own lives, and losing sight of danger for small gains.

Expect them to take risks? Unless absolutely necessary, that was utterly impossible!

Even so, the demon cultivators still brought immense pressure to the disciples of the Spiritual Cloud Sect.

The Spiritual Cloud Sect actually had a considerable number of disciples, but a large part of them were elsewhere, and moreover, the demon cultivators arrived too quickly for them to rush back in time.

Furthermore, having initially missed the opportunity, they were pressed step by step by the demon cultivators, falling into a complete disadvantage.

And with time passing, those lower-ranked disciples were about to exhaust their mana, which was increasingly disadvantaging the Spiritual Cloud Sect.

”Demon cultivators are attacking, all disciples must not panic. Just hold on a little longer, and a Nascent Soul True Lord will come to our aid!”

The voice of the Sect Leader echoed above Spirit Cloud Mountain, ”Once the True Lord arrives, it will be a great opportunity for you all to eliminate demons and acquire numerous spiritual objects!”

”In this battle, for each demon cultivator you slay, not only will you receive his spiritual objects, but the sect will also bestow generous rewards!”

Upon hearing this, one could clearly feel the morale of the people surge. Some disciples previously arranged by the Sect Leader shouted at the top of their lungs, ”Swear to defend the sect to the death, exterminate the demon cultivators!”

”Combat Elder, itʼs up to you now!” The Sect Leader gave a respectful bow to a frail-looking cultivator, his eyes filled with reverence.

Many long-standing major powers would specially appoint a Combat Elder, or even several, who would usually remain out of sight, unknown to most, and merely focus on their cultivation.

But once their own sect or family faced serious danger, they would step forward to repel the enemy and protect the sect or family behind them.

In fact, the Li family had also appointed a Combat Elder, and that was Li Zhixuan!

It was just that it had never been publicized. Only a few Golden Cores like Li Zhirui, Li Shiqing, the Clan Leader, and several important Elders knew about it.

As for the Spiritual Cloud Sect, they currently had five Combat Elders.

The one sent out now was named Liang Huanʼan, a Golden Core Late Stage sword cultivator!

”It is my duty, Sect Leader, you are too kind,” Liang Huanʼan shook his head, and the next instant, he flew out of the Mountain Protection Array like an arrow released from a bow.

Facing hundreds of demon cultivators, Liang Huanʼan showed not the slightest change in expression. With a grasp in the air with his right hand, his life-bound Magic Sword appeared. With a gentle push forward, a sword intent, solidifying into reality, surged toward the demon cultivators.

Wherever the sword intent passed, no one could block it, and they all fell!

One by one, corpses rained down upon the ground, blood and flesh flying everywhere, shattered and torn, creating a terrifying scene.

Ohhh!

Witnessing this, the disciples of the Spiritual Cloud Sect felt their blood boiling, yelling with all their might to vent their excitement, their voices carrying over ten miles, in turn overwhelming the demon cultivatorsʼ momentum.

”This person must be only a half step away from Nascent Soul, right?”

The demon cultivators naturally felt the pressure brought by Liang Huanʼan and were momentarily at a loss for words.

No one wanted to face this fearsome sword cultivator because they had a clear understanding of their own strength and knew they were no match for him.

Losing would mean more than just a loss of face; it could also cost oneʼs life!

”Then shall we go together?”

They didnʼt care about losing face anyway; what did a few curses of shamelessness matter to them? Staying alive was what mattered most.

”Good!”

Everyone promptly agreed, each leapt out of the Spirit Boat, and headed straight for Liang Huanʼan.

”Heh!” Liang Huanʼan looked at the many Demon Cultivators surrounding him and said nothing, but his cold laugh contained a great deal.

”Let me witness your strength for myself!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than his Spirit Sword also came slashing down, instantly unleashing a sword light filled with malevolence and a murderous aura. It shot into the sky, unstoppably slashing towards the Demon Cultivators in front of him.

”Can a Golden Core Cultivator really unleash such power?”

The Demon Cultivators facing the sword light felt the deepest realization; in that instant, it was as if they had already seen the landscape of the Netherworld!

To save their lives, they all hastily took out their life-saving methods.

One of them produced a particularly eye-catching Magical Treasure, a mysterious black human skull. The reason for its uniqueness was that it had been refined from the head of a Nascent Soul!

Even though it managed to block the attack, a crack still formed on the skull.

But the other Demon Cultivators werenʼt so lucky; two of them fell to Liang Huanʼanʼs move, and several others were injured as a result.

”If you donʼt show your true abilities now, do you wish to take them to the grave?!”

Once again, they all felt the terror of Liang Huanʼan, daring not to be the slightest bit negligent. To take him down, they started attacking him in unison.

All sorts of Demonic Tao spells were cast in quick succession, many of which concealed deadly moves.

But the most crucial aspect was that Demonic Tao spells were known for their unpredictability and versatility. Seemingly ordinary spells could be fatal strikes in disguise!

Liang Huanʼanʼs strength was indeed great, but after all, he was just one man. Against dozens of Demon Cultivators working together, coordinating their attacks, he was no match and quickly found himself at a disadvantage, trapped in peril.

”Get out of the way!”

Liang Huanʼan wasnʼt foolish; knowing he couldnʼt continue like this, especially as his injuries kept mounting, he decided to retreat, soaring away with his sword.

”Want to leave now? Too late!” How could the Demon Cultivators possibly allow such a powerful Sword Cultivator to escape? Various spells were launched in an attempt to keep Liang Huanʼan there.

But unexpectedly, Liang Huanʼan suddenly halted, ”This is the sword Iʼve honed with all my heart and soul over hundreds of years of cultivation! I invite you all to appreciate it!”

The next moment, a resounding sword cry erupted, and Sword Qi soared to the sky, like a True Dragon soaring above, looking down upon ants. It stirred the winds and clouds with the force of ten thousand jun, descending from the sky, smashing towards the group of Demon Cultivators.

No one expected Liang Huanʼan to suddenly turn and attack; everyone hastily summoned their Defensive Treasures, trying to withstand the attack.

However, a skull flew out towards the fierce Sword Qi, growing swiftly, becoming massive in an instant, trailing billowing Demonic Qi as it collided with the sharp Sword Qi.

Boom boom boom—

A terrifying energy erupted amidst the crowd!

The Sword Qi vanished into nothingness, and the skull was also shattered into powder, reduced to ash, scattered by the wind to all corners.

”What a pity!” Liang Huanʼan hadnʼt expected this outcome and sighed regretfully. His steps didnʼt stop, however, as he flew toward Spirit Cloud Mountain.

The Demon Cultivators, affected by the energy explosion, were too late to react and could only watch helplessly as Liang Huanʼan entered the Mountain Protection Array.