Cultivation Starts with Rejuvenation-Chapter 37 - 3: Slaying the Immortals

Resistance?

Now only five Immortal Seedlings remain, and aside from Li Ji’an, all are trembling.

"That’s the Immortal Master! How could we mortals possibly resist an Immortal Master?"

It’s not that they lack the strength to resist or are mere cowards; it’s just that the ideology ingrained in them from childhood has bound them tightly.

Running, dodging, has become their desperate act against the Immortal Master.

"Resistance? Heh~" The masked figures glanced at Li Ji’an, almost bursting into laughter.

"Then let me show you what is... the Immortal-Mortal Chasm!"

"Swish!" The Flying Sword and Wind Blade simultaneously shot towards Li Ji’an.

"Brother Li, be careful!" Zhao Shuyao exclaimed in alarm.

The other three also looked sorrowful, unwilling to witness a tragedy.

Li Ji’an’s eyes slightly narrowed, showing little tension, but a hint of hesitation appeared.

Then, unexpectedly, he did not dodge, choosing instead to face the Wind Blade and Flying Sword head-on.

"Has Brother Li also given up?"

"Even Brother Li, such a young contender standing in the top ten of the Grandmaster List, has no power to resist?"

"This is the Immortal-Mortal Chasm!"

...

The other three sank deeper into despair, losing even the will to escape.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Shuyao’s face contorted in desperation, screaming.

Seeing Li Ji’an remain unfazed, she rushed forward in urgency, hoping to push him aside.

But she was ultimately one step too slow.

"Bang bang~" Two dull thuds echoed in front of Li Ji’an.

"Brother Li..." Their minds went blank.

Yet just when they thought Li Ji’an would be parted limb from limb, he slowly raised his head and flicked off the creased clothes caused by the attacks: "Is this... the Immortal-Mortal Chasm?"

His tone carried a hint of mockery and confidence!

From sensing the youthful Immortal Master’s slap through the Immortal Hall to using magical power to lift them... Li Ji’an had already gauged the strength of these cultivators’ magical power amidst the chaos.

Although his instinct was to dodge, he keenly sensed the weakness of the two magical powers, opting for Qi and Blood Activation to bear the Flying Sword and Wind Blade.

The result was beyond his expectations.

Weaker than anticipated!

Only equivalent to half of his Qi and Blood Power explosion.

"!!!"

The audience was shocked.

The four Immortal Seedlings stared at Li Ji’an with rising flames in their eyes, the chains in their hearts beginning to shatter...

"Immortal Master... is nothing?"

"How is it possible?" The two masked cultivators were also surprised, suddenly staring at Li Ji’an.

"You... actually refined the body to such an extent?" Sensing the robust Qi and blood from Li Ji’an, they exclaimed in disbelief.

Li Ji’an ignored them, turning to the four Immortal Seedlings: "The so-called Immortal Masters are just cultivators, the same as us in Martial Dao cultivation. They aren’t invincible; we must not surrender without a fight!"

"Cultivators?"

"Not Immortal?"

Their lifelong understanding of "Immortal" was finally broken, instantly igniting their spirit of resistance.

"Equivalent? Hmph! I admit you surprised me, not expecting someone from such a Land of Abandonment could refine the body to such an extent before turning thirty. However... even a Tier One primary Body Cultivator cannot compare to our Ancient Law Cultivator. Prepare to die!" The masked cultivators regained composure but couldn’t hide their arrogance.

Instead of using magical power to control the Flying Sword or gather Wind Blades, they resorted to the Fireball Technique for magical attacks.

Boom~

Two face-sized fireballs came at Li Ji’an, carrying scorching heat waves.

Facing the fiery orbs, Li Ji’an didn’t choose to resist, uncertain if his protective Qi and blood could counteract the magical power-filled Spirit of Heaven and Earth.

Besides, his defiance earlier was to awaken the other four.

Given their Fireball Technique’s activation speed, his Divine Soul maintained by triple "Rejuvenation" clearly discerned the trajectory, easily evading.

"Swish~" Li Ji’an’s footwork became elusive, moving faster and harder to capture than the previous masked cultivators.

"Let’s go!" Seeing Li Ji’an retreat from the fireball, Zhao Shuyao’s eyes focused as she unleashed the Martial Arts Li Ji’an taught, attacking the masked duo.

The other three immediately responded, attacking from different directions.

"Audacious!" The usually disposable pests dared to resist, enraging the pair.

Their spell activation was momentarily paused, forcing them to revert to flying swords and wind blades against the four coming at them.

But this time was entirely different.

Previously, the mere sight of wind blades and flying swords sent these "blood slaves" fleeing with fear, lacking courage in using Qi and blood for resistance.

Yet now, despite their fear facing the Flying Sword and Wind Blade, they dared to activate Qi and blood in defense.

"Bang bang bang~"

"The Flying Sword only tore my skin!"

"I resisted the Wind Blade."

"What Brother Li said is true, their Immortal Technique is equivalent to our Martial Dao!"

Though lightly wounded, the four were overjoyed, eyes blazing with fervor.

The two masked cultivators abandoned their previous arrogance, becoming frantic.

Seeing the four engage their attackers, Li Ji’an hesitated no more, converging Qi and blood into his legs, ghostlike entering within ten feet of the duo.

"Whoosh~" Several Golden Needles formed from Qi and blood shot forth.

"Watch out!" The masked cultivators sensed the threat as the needles neared, urgently warning each other.

"Clang clang clang..." Several collision sounds followed.

Soft light circles surrounded them, providing protection.

"Magical Shield!" Li Ji’an furrowed his brow slightly.

Despite the failed attack, Li Ji’an wasn’t disheartened.

These years of mastering Qi and Blood Activation had revealed that maximum power didn’t come from disseminating Qi and blood but merging it into the body for melee combat!

Furthermore, successive needle attacks clearly weakened their magical shields.

The wind blades and flying swords attacking the four also weakened.

This boosted the heavily wounded four’s morale, fighting more vigorously.

"Boom!" Noticing an opening, Li Ji’an swiftly closed in, focusing his Qi and blood into a fist strike.

As expected, the protective Shield shattered instantly.

"Help me!" The cultivator screamed in terror like those blood slaves slain earlier.

"Boom~" Upon breaking the shield, Li Ji’an’s punch felt like striking tofu.

The cultivator’s body was shockingly fragile, comparable at best to solid flesh.

In a split second, his body exploded, flesh scattering like blooming flowers...

"Gasp~" The four Immortal Seedlings, along with the other masked cultivator, froze momentarily, gasping.

"Dead... he’s dead?"

"Did he really get killed by... a lowly blood slave?" The remaining cultivator stood trembling before the gruesome scene, teeth quivering.

The four Immortal Seedlings were astonished, energized, and heated!

"Brother Li... has slain the Immortal!"