Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 593 Otherworldly Evil Demon

Upon learning that Lan Ti had truly come to the Ruins Realm, Brother Cheng couldn't bear to stay a second longer.

He only wanted to rush to her as fast as possible.

The native inhabitants of the Ruins Realm referred to themselves as the Xuan Race.

Although they all practiced the cultivation of Profound Power, similar to the division of immortals and demons above, different cultivation directions emerged later.

Thus, they were divided into four major clans: the Golden Profound, Silver Profound, Black Profound, and White Profound.

The White Profound Race was not as hostile to fallen immortals.

Following their guidance, Brother Cheng flew toward them all the way.

The consumption of Immortal Power was indeed substantial, but fortunately, he had an ample supply of pills, with tens of thousands of bottles of Ninth-grade Immortal Pills alone.

If the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and others knew about this reserve, who knows if they would still let him leave… 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The Ruins Realm did not have sects like those in the Immortal Realm; the clans' people initially gathered in their respective villages and cities to cultivate independently.

After coming of age, they could participate in selections to enter their clan's Divine Hall.

There, more advanced Profound Techniques could be learned.

Once they reached a certain level, they could ascend to the upper layer.

Currently, Brother Cheng had yet to reach entry level, and to enter, he first needed to form a Profound Essence within his body.

Only then could he absorb the endless Profound Qi from the outside world to temper his internal Profound Essence, thereby elevating his Profound Power Realm.

According to the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and others, there is a shortcut to forming a Profound Essence.

Some large villages and cities of the four clans have Soul Gathering Pools to assist beginners in refining Profound Essence.

However, they lacked the talent in this aspect; they had once broken into the Soul Gathering Pool but still failed to form a Profound Essence.

This is the greatest hurdle for immortals.

Once they can form a Profound Essence, their cultivation will progress much faster than that of the natives.

After all, their past cultivation experiences lay before them; mastering one technique leads to mastering many.

Taking shortcuts is something Brother Cheng enjoys the most.

Yet just as he flew out of the mountain range, a dozen young men and women suddenly appeared ahead.

These people each wore intricately patterned light armor, seemingly more decorative than practical in battle.

Brother Cheng sensed their realm; there was no trace of Immortal Power or Spiritual Power.

If viewed from the eyes of the Immortal Realm, they were ordinary people.

Yet, this group was equally floating in the air.

Clearly, they were pure Xuan Race people.

From the pure white floral mark on their foreheads, it was evident they belonged to the White Profound Race, after all, this mark could only be formed through cultivation of White Profound Race techniques.

"Hahaha, greetings, fellow daoists of the White Profound Race!"

Brother Cheng, without any awareness of being an alien race, waved and naturally asked, "Have you heard of someone named Lan Ti? Is she still on this level?"

This question almost left the opposite group of White Profound Race cultivators dumbfounded.

They guarded here and witnessed many confrontations between the immortals and demon cultivators within the valley.

Each time was filled with hostility, vigilance, never involving any communication.

This was the first time an immortal had been so self-assured.

In the center, a tall young woman clad in emerald patterned light armor stepped forward, her beautiful face imbued with heroic vigor.

She stepped out, wielding an unusual weapon resembling neither a shuttle nor a lance, creating an icy cold air around her.

"Go back!"

She stared at Jiang Cheng with unapologetic hostility in her eyes.

"Back where?"

Brother Cheng was puzzled, wasn't it said that the White Profound Race wasn't that rejecting of immortals?

A male cultivator beside the young woman coldly stated, "You alien demons must not cross the boundary!"

Others also rebuked, "Step outside Fallen Immortal Mountain, and it's considered a declaration of war!"

"Hurry back!"

"Daring to invade our White Profound Race territory, not knowing what death is!"

Brother Cheng was taken aback.

He couldn't help it, his time communicating with the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and others was brief, and it was impossible to know everything about the situation here.

After that group of immortals retreated into the mountains and forests, the four clans indeed wanted to eradicate these 'foreign enemies'.

But the problem was, they couldn't manage it either.

The Evil Sun Demon Emperor had created a small world with weak Immortal Power in their valley, enough to safeguard themselves.

The native Xuan Race people attacked multiple times, but suffered heavy losses, ultimately retreating to monitor the periphery.

Meanwhile, the immortals couldn't stray far from this mountain.

Without Immortal Pills or Immortal Grass, they couldn't endure.

Exhausting Immortal Power would affect their foundation and lifespan, so they could only cower in these mountains.

In the end, a peculiar balance of confrontation was formed.

The four clans tacitly accepted this area as the domain of 'alien demons', naming it the unfortunate Fallen Immortal Mountain.

And the immortals lived here in seclusion, with a resigned, Buddhist approach; the outside world held no treasures they could use.

This group of young men and women were the elites of the White Profound Race Divine Hall.

Although the two sides had peacefully coexisted for tens of millions of years, memories of the invasion billions of years ago wouldn't easily fade away.

Every year, the Four Great Divine Halls sent a batch of elites to monitor the 'alien demons' within Fallen Immortal Mountain, preventing a new invasion.

To them, this was an extremely sacred task.

Shouldering the safety of an entire realm, you know?

The White Profound Race wasn't as rejecting, but compared to the other three clans, it was still unlikely they would consider immortals as their own.

Brother Cheng was in no mood to tangle with them, he had urgent matters to attend to.

"Have you really not heard of Lan Ti?"

"No idea what you're talking about!"

"Demon, face your end!"

The group of Divine Hall disciples burdened with a 'sacred mission' couldn't hold back anymore and launched an attack on Brother Cheng.

The leading young woman's expression changed, she quickly called out, "Stop!"

She wasn't foolish; the task of the Divine Hall was to monitor, not to kill.

The reason was simple, before exhausting their Immortal Power, the immortals' strength surpassed that of the locals.

A rash move usually led to demise.

However, her shout was already too late; Brother Cheng was already caught in the encirclement.

The Rainbow Absolute Sword slightly shook as it clashed with the first disciple.

Soon after, he felt a sense of disbelief.

A dense aura of Fire Element Power surged from the opponent's strange weapon, in terms of purity, it was astonishingly close to the Heart of the Fire Rules.

However, the intensity was weakened by countless folds!

At most, it was at the Golden Immortal level.

Such purity of fire power, even a Quasi-Emperor in the Immortal Realm could hardly achieve.

Could it be that this was a special effect brought by Profound Power?

Clang!

Two weapons clashed in close combat, yet Sect Leader Jiang's Rainbow Absolute Sword did not unleash a terrifying Rule Power.

However, the Divine Hall disciple flew backward.

No choice, Brother Cheng's realm was dominantly high.

His body brimmed with Immortal Power, not one among those exhausted and extinguished inside.

Even without using Immortal Soul and Rules, it couldn't easily be shaken by a mere Golden Immortal.

Before the Divine Hall disciples could exclaim, the Rainbow Absolute Sword lightly spun in place, hardly using much force; a large group flew outward in succession.

Crash!

Broken weapons scattered across the ground.

The entire scene resembled a brutal assault on kindergarten children.