A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 150

Chapter 148 The Western Regions Change Hands

Hands The Golden Sect Leader’s escape technique was still very fast.

But behind him, Wind Soul was already drawing his bow and nocking an arrow.

“Can you escape?”

The Wind Pattern Ring manifested a wind longbow. On the bowstring, a wind arrow condensed from wind-attribute magic power was becoming increasingly solid. The next moment, the bowstring snapped open, and the arrow shot out like a meteor.

Ahead, the fleeing Golden Sect Leader suddenly jolted, feeling alarm bells ringing in his heart.

“Danger!”

He subconsciously summoned his most suitable defensive magic weapon.

It was a small shield radiating spiritual light, which, upon appearing, erected three layers of thick light screens.

In addition, he subconsciously adjusted his flight trajectory.

But just then, his mind buzzed again, and a tremendous pressure suddenly fell upon him.

This was a divine sense pressure almost comparable to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. The pressure weighed heavily on his heart, causing him to pause slightly, his body stiffening for a fleeting moment, even his flight technique temporarily halted.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Han Li’s tall figure appeared in Jin Jiaozhu’s mind as a consciousness, revealing a gentle smile.

“Not good…”

Jin Jiaozhu, his mind reeling, sensed something was wrong. He quickly bit his tongue to force himself awake, using the pain to suppress his fear of Han Li.

“Huff, huff…”

He gasped for breath ,

his body trembling slightly for no apparent reason.

Having reigned supreme in the far west for over two hundred years, he had never imagined that one day he would suffer a crushing defeat in a battle of spiritual sense against a Core Formation cultivator.

A complete defeat.

His spiritual sense was extremely strong among those of the same level, surpassing ordinary late-stage Core Formation cultivators and even those in the Pseudo-Nascent Soul stage, almost comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator. Yet

, at this moment, before those who came to seize his lineage, he was being utterly outmatched in every aspect.

In terms of magical power, the mid-stage Core Formation cultivator was far inferior to the opponent’s pseudo-Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

In terms of spiritual sense, the third level of the Great Evolution Technique was far inferior to the opponent’s fourth level.

They were simply not on the same level.

Yet, despite only a minor realm difference, why was the gap so vast?

Why?

That kind of pressure, only present between cultivators of vastly different realms, was too deadly.

“Damn it!”

Escape.

Escape quickly.

“Hit!”

The trembling sound of the bowstring rang out.

Not far in front of him, the triple protective light barrier erected by the magic shield was pierced by the wind arrow after three consecutive cracking sounds. Following closely behind, the shield itself was also blasted far away by this exceptionally powerful arrow.

After taking the brunt of the arrow’s damage, the shield suffered unprecedented damage, its spiritual essence greatly diminished, and its spiritual light became extremely dim. Without proper nurturing for a period of time, it would be useless.

“What? My spiritual light shield…”

Sect Leader Jin was shocked.

That was a defensive magic shield that he had repeatedly strengthened using numerous magic treasures.

How could he be so easily defeated?

He originally thought the difference between the two was only between the Core Formation stage.

But now it seems that his thinking was too idealistic.

Unbeknownst to him, a fine bead of sweat had appeared on the forehead of the Golden Sect Master.

“Oh? He actually blocked it?”

Han Li was surprised.

Feng Hun hadn’t held back with that charged arrow.

Ordinary defensive magic treasures would definitely not be able to block it, and might even be destroyed by it.

After all, Feng Hun was using the high-grade ancient treasure Wind Pattern Ring, which was fully activated by his late Core Formation cultivation and more than twice the wind attribute mana of a cultivator of the same level. Its power was almost comparable to the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator! How could the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator be so easily neutralized?

But the Golden Sect Master actually blocked it with a shield?

“This shield is not bad.”

“It has been nurtured by the Dan Fire and Core Formation stage true essence for more than two hundred years…”

“Even if it is not a high-grade magic treasure, it must be a fine one among magic treasures!”

He had underestimated the Golden Sect Master’s wealth.

That’s true.

How could a powerful leader of a region be without any resources?

Even though the far west was often a testing ground for high-level cultivators from various sects in the south, frequently raided and left with only scraps, it was still enough for the Golden Sect Leader to eat and drink his fill.

“Let’s go.”

The Golden Sect Leader wanted to slip away again.

However, Han Li and Feng Hun did not pursue him, quietly waiting for the Golden Sect Leader to return on his own.

Sure enough, less than ten breaths later, the Golden Sect Leader was forced back by a figure.

It was Qu Hun, wielding a vajra and wearing a brocade kasaya.

The aura of a peak Core Formation cultivator and the Buddhist aura emanating from him made the Thousand Bamboo Sect Leader bitter:

“He’s hiding another one?”

Why such a grand display to deal with a mere

one like him? What merit did he possess to alarm so many top Core Formation cultivators?

“Damn it, why are you forcing me? Where have I offended you, fellow Daoist? If I’m going to die, let me die knowing why.”

The Golden Sect Leader gritted his teeth.

He had been cornered.

There was no way out.

He prided himself on being well-behaved in this far west, never provoking anyone from the outside world, right? He just wanted to be a “mountain king” living a peaceful life in a remote corner, was he wrong? But why was this person so aggressive?

He felt wronged.

“Heh, over a hundred years ago, did you arrange for Huang Long and several other Foundation Establishment cultivators to go to Huangfeng Valley in Yue Kingdom to assassinate that Lin family member?”

Han Li asked coldly.

“Yes, so what?”

“They really have the guts to attack my cave dwelling, is that reason enough?”

Upon hearing this, the Golden Sect Leader’s breath hitched.

This…

how dare Huang Long and the others?

“Furthermore, you all plotted against Senior Brother Lin back then, causing his death by poisoning. Can’t I avenge him?”

“Uh…”

The Jin Cult Leader was suddenly speechless.

“Besides, in this cultivation world, it’s always been a dog-eat-dog world. Why bother with so many reasons and excuses? I, Li, am not a good person. I’ve coveted your territory and want to seize it for myself. Are you satisfied with that explanation?”

As long as the Jin Cult Leader lives, the greatest threat will remain in the far west.

“Back then, you treated Senior Brother Lin and his son in the same way, seizing their territory. So, stop pretending to be wronged and innocent.”

“What goes around comes around…”

“It’s just that this time it’s your Jin family’s turn.”

Han Li said calmly.

“Fine, very well, you forced me to this.”

The Jin Cult Leader roared in anger and embarrassment.

Since there was no escape this time, he could only fight to the death.

He retreated back to the main altar.

There, many members of the Thousand Bamboo Cult were still there.

“Young men of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, follow me to resist the foreign enemies and safeguard our foundation in the far west.”

“Young men, do not fear these outsiders. There are many of us, and we can wear them down.”

“Come and help me quickly. Once we defeat the foreign enemies, your treatment will be doubled…”

With the bewitching and encouragement of some kind of secret technique, even some less loyal followers were given a shot of adrenaline.

Soon after, another twenty-odd protectors at the early to mid-Foundation Establishment stage and several hall masters at the late Foundation Establishment stage arrived.

These followers were mostly beneficiaries of the Thousand Bamboo Sect who had cultivated the first two levels of the Great Evolution Technique; each could divide their divine sense and control hundreds of puppets. Therefore, the Golden Sect Leader quickly amassed a large number of men, forming an even more tightly organized puppet army,

numbering two to three thousand.

In addition, the Golden Sect Leader himself summoned over two hundred puppets, creating a formidable force.

Han Li, seeing the puppets summoned by the Golden Sect Leader, showed a flash of surprise in his eyes.

“Huh? All Foundation Establishment stage puppets?”

Among them were over a hundred level three puppets comparable to the early Foundation Establishment stage, and

nearly a hundred level four giant tiger puppets comparable to the late Foundation Establishment stage.

It’s worth mentioning that the Foundation Establishment protectors and hall masters combined only had a few dozen level three or four puppets, averaging one or two Foundation Establishment stage puppets each. The Golden Sect Leader himself, however, controlled over two hundred. The puppets were

all Foundation Establishment stage puppets.

The combat power of one puppet wielded by one person far surpassed the combined power of the puppets wielded by the other twenty or thirty mid-level members of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.

“Is this far west region so wealthy?”

“These should all be my spoils of war.”

Han Li murmured excitedly.

Dozens of air vortexes were rapidly forming around him and Feng Hun.

Looking at the Golden Sect Leader’s side, he was protected by a large number of followers in the center of the crowd. Many of the puppets were already brewing beams of spiritual energy from their mouths.

The next instant, hundreds of beams of light shot out.

Thousands of energy bullets turned into raindrops, forming a rain curtain that bombarded them.

Most Core Formation cultivators would have to temporarily avoid such an attack.

But Han Li and Feng Hun did not.

“Secret Technique, Hurricane Shield.”

A second ago, the dozens of air vortexes that were only a few feet in size within a three-hundred-foot radius in front of the two of them expanded into huge tornadoes that were tens of feet wide and hundreds of feet high.

These tornadoes possessed the destructive power of a natural disaster and continued to grow stronger.

“Go!”

Dozens of tornadoes could serve as both shields and spears.

However, this spear didn’t rely on sharpness as a breakthrough point, but rather on overwhelming force.

Everything in its path would be swept away by the numerous tornadoes.

Thousands of spiritual energy projectiles struck the storm cluster, only creating ripples and causing a slight slowing effect. It took hundreds of ultra-high-temperature energy beams to disperse a dozen or so tornadoes. Yet, dozens

more remained behind.

And after this delay, these dozens had clearly grown larger, expanding even more fiercely and powerfully.

“This is bad.”

The Golden Sect Leader’s heart sank.

“If I had known this calamity would come, I should have recalled the Foundation Establishment stage protectors and hall masters from all the branch altars. With three to five times more Foundation Establishment stage cultivators and a large number of puppets to help, facing these three head-on wouldn’t have been impossible…”

Alas.

Alas.

Now, where was there any room for regret?

It was all because he had been too controlling of this land.

This controlling nature led him to disperse most of the Foundation Establishment stage Dharma Protectors and Qi Refining level 12-13 elites of the Thousand Bamboo Sect to various branch altars to plunder local resources.

Otherwise, they would certainly have been a force to be reckoned with.

Several more rounds of concentrated fire were needed, and only by consuming a large amount of spirit stone reserves was the storm finally averted. Meanwhile,

Han Li,

seeing more Thousand Bamboo Sect disciples joining the battle, was not worried at all; in fact, he was delighted. The more die-hard supporters who jumped out sooner, the better. It would be best to wipe them all out in one fell swoop, to avoid a few troublesome individuals popping up every now and then in the coming years.

Afterwards, he had Feng Hun test two wind-attribute secret techniques.

For example, the agility of the “Nine Heavens Gale Wind Escape” and the growth progress of the “Wind Gale Body Tempering Technique.”

The Nine Heavens Gale Wind Escape technique could be cultivated by the Core Formation stage, and when Feng Hun used it, its speed rivaled that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Therefore, the spiritual energy pillars of the Foundation Establishment stage puppets simply couldn’t catch up.

Coupled with Feng Hun’s Core Formation stage reaction speed and agility, he moved through the thousands of puppets as if they were nothing.

The Wind Qi Tempering Body Technique utilizes various winds and energy from nature to temper the body.

The technique has seven levels.

It can be cultivated by Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

Upon mastering the highest level, the seventh, one’s physical body can rival that of a transformed demon cultivator.

Han Li’s journey, taking over a year to traverse the Hurricane Desert, encountered nothing but countless winds and energy.

The Hurricane Desert can be considered the most suitable place to cultivate the Wind Qi Tempering Body Technique.

Here, regardless of whether one is at the Foundation Establishment stage, Core Formation stage, or even a Nascent Soul ancestor, they must traverse on foot. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator with profound Daoist knowledge cannot withstand the impact of the winds and energy for long.

However, Feng Hun, utilizing the affinity of his Wind Spirit Root for various spiritual winds in nature, and with the Wind Qi Tempering Body Technique turning waste into treasure, was able to overcome this challenge.

Therefore,

this journey…

Both Han Li’s physical body and his Wind Spirit Soul, rooted in Wind Spirit, benefited immensely.

His physical body had nearly perfected the first level of Wind Tempering, making its physical hardness comparable to a level 2 demon beast.

His Wind Spirit Soul had perfected the second level, making its physical strength comparable to a level 3 demon beast.

A level 3 demon beast’s physique could withstand spiritual energy beams without difficulty.

It could also withstand several energy beams from level 3 puppets without easily being injured.

Only the extremely high-temperature spiritual energy beams of a level 4 giant tiger puppet posed a threat.

Given more time, his Wind Spirit Soul’s physique would be no weaker than a level 5 or 6 high-level demon beast.

“How could this be? Is this person a body cultivator?”

Seeing the increasingly strange situation, the Golden Sect Leader was stunned.

“Not bad, not bad…”

After assessing the gains from over a year of travel, Han Li nodded in satisfaction.

“It’s time to end this.”

The Qiankun Tower talisman was activated, its force field covering an area of several miles.

More than twenty Gold-Eating Insects were released, their ferocious nature no longer suppressed.

The sixth-ranked member, at the peak of level seven, appeared and coldly glanced at the large group of trembling two-legged sheep.

A level-six Wind Howling Eagle soared into the sky, looking down upon all the ants on the ground.

A level-seven Icefire Wolf strode with elegant steps.

Then, just in case, he ordered a group of high-level Iron-Armed Beasts to burrow underground. Those who dared to use earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a term used in Chinese fantasy novels, implying earth-burrowing or earth-shattering), could gamble on whether they would encounter the Iron-Armed Beasts, masters of

burrowing. He himself loved digging holes, so he habitually prevented others from digging holes to escape as well.

At this moment, all the cultivators of the Thousand Bamboo Sect sensed that something was wrong.

One by one, they were dumbfounded.

Their faces also turned pale.

Those who had rushed out to help the Great Master Jin earlier felt their hearts sink.

…

Several hours later, the battlefield was cleared.

The dangerous elements of the Thousand Bamboo Sect who were loyal to the Great Master Jin, as well as the Great Master Jin himself, were all executed.

The remaining ordinary members of the sect who witnessed the Great Master Jin and his group of guardian hall masters being wiped out were mostly spared.

It simply means that every member of the Thousand Bamboo Sect’s main altar, as well as the 108 branch altars across various regions, must accept his divine control restriction.

This is arduous work.

A month later, in the far west, the sect changed hands.

(End of Chapter)