Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 880 Reincarnation
Ji An's strengths lie in the speed of his Golden Light Across the Ground, the defensive domain constructed by the Five Directions Flags, and his mid-stage Nascent Soul level body-refining technique, which makes him strong, tough, and capable of both fighting and running away.

Even if they are held back by an enemy who has mastered the ability to move with supernatural speed, they will not face a survival crisis for a period of time.

His magical power quality far surpasses that of other cultivators of the same level. Now that his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, his magical power quality is among the strongest of the few in the entire cultivation world.

If the quality of the magic power is strong enough, the power of the spells released will be increased and the magic power consumed will be reduced to varying degrees. The Dao Seed has a similar effect.

After the two are combined, Ji An's speed of flight is unmatched by anyone except Shi Xiu, who has mastered the Divine Foot Technique.

Li Haoran is different. His sword escape speed is still unmatched when facing opponents of the same realm, but he has no advantage at all when facing enemies at the late Nascent Soul stage, and is even completely suppressed.

In addition, although his physical strength is comparable to that of a body cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it is insufficient when facing more powerful attacks.

Li Haoran forced a helpless smile. "I don't want to just be a spectator."

Sword cultivators who isolate themselves can never become true sword cultivators. For them, glory and power can only be forged in life and death.

"If war breaks out, it will inevitably last for a while. Junior brother, there is no need to rush to join the war. There will be plenty of opportunities."

"Let's first figure out the enemy's level and get a general idea of ​​their strength. Then I'll take the initiative to fight the strongest ones. At that time, you can fight enemies with similar levels of skill to hone your sword intent."

Sword cultivators also need to be able to assess the situation and act accordingly. Those cultivators who clamored for "one sword to break all laws" are long gone.

In Ji An's opinion, Li Haoran's accumulation of three layers of sword intent was enough to contend with enemies at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

This level of combat intensity is just right, staying at the limit of one's abilities without exceeding it by too much, making it ideal for honing one's skills.

Qin Yan said, somewhat guiltily:

"I can also participate in the battle, but I can only fight enemies in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

Since breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, his cultivation has progressed very slowly, and he is still stuck at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage.

He was once ambitious and wanted to catch up with his fellow disciples quickly, but now he feels somewhat powerless.

He spends far more time contemplating the techniques than others, but his profound understanding is limited. He thinks he understands some principles, but in reality, he's missing something.

Sometimes, simply accumulating time isn't enough to solve problems. What he needs now is a magical artifact that can help him understand the power of the Five Elements and Yin-Yang.

The Five Sacred Mountains True Lord said in a very casual manner:
"It would be good enough if you could fight them off. You are a weapon refiner, and you have no shortage of spiritual treasures. Being able to attract the enemy's attacks can reduce the pressure on the mountain-protecting formation."

My innate magic can restrict the enemy's magical artifacts. We can team up; I'll use five-colored spiritual light to immobilize the enemy's activated artifacts, while you only need to control your attack artifacts to counterattack.

To quickly breach the mountain-protecting formation, we must find several key nodes in the flow of spiritual energy and launch a relentless assault, while also providing auxiliary attacks in other areas.

Otherwise, the only option is to use the most cumbersome method to fight the mountain-protecting formation to the death, thus depleting the potential of the spiritual veins.

Qin Yan nodded helplessly, "That's the only way."

Without the advantage of cultivation level, one will be greatly suppressed and at a disadvantage in battles against cultivators of the same level.

Ji An comforted him:
"The sect's protective array can unleash offensive techniques, which the enemy is unaware of."

At a crucial moment, we can use the mountain-protecting formation to launch a powerful attack. If we can kill a few of the Shamans, it will deter the enemy from attacking too aggressively.

Let the enemy realize that attacking here will only result in greater losses, and we should wait for a change in circumstances to occur.

In fact, he was not afraid of the attack from dozens of Nascent Soul level cultivators. Unless the enemies could stay together forever and defend against each other, they would only be killed in pieces under his attack.

His current strength can be said to have reached the ceiling level of Nascent Soul cultivators. As for whether it is really so, we'll know once we try.

Based on the feedback we've received so far, fighting enemies at the mid-Nascent Soul stage is a complete rout.

He paused for a moment, then said:
"Once I fight those Buddhist monks, I'll know whether they're just a rabble."

His tone was cold and detached, yet filled with murderous intent.

If the Buddhist monks do not have a combined attack to resist his sharp offensive, then no matter how many people gather together, they will only be a mob.

Li Haoran's eyes shone like stars. "Prepare for battle!"

Lin Lan remained silent, but in her heart she looked forward to her master displaying his divine power.

Qin Yan nodded slightly, revealing a forced smile:

"I will set off immediately for the far north to inform the Southern Continent of the upheaval, and perhaps I can even garner some allies to help in the battle."

Although the chances are slim, it's not that there's no chance at all.

The Five Sacred Mountains True Lord chimed in:
"I'll go with you, so we can look out for each other."

Ji An stood up and said:
"Let's each do our own thing."

As the others departed, Li Haoran deliberately lagged behind and asked via telepathy:
When does Senior Brother plan to depart?

Ji An replied, "I will leave the sect to take care of some personal matters later, and will depart tomorrow evening."

He had already chosen the ambush location in his mind: the Kuangsha River, the boundary river between the Western Continent and the Southern Continent.

However, it depends on how the Buddhist monks will act, so he has to go to the Southern Continent. Fortunately, he has already cultivated the Lesser Formless Skill to the Great Perfection, so it is not difficult for him to transform into a monk. He will not be noticed if he is a little far away.

Li Haoran cupped his hands and said solemnly:
"I wish my senior brother a resounding victory."

"Haha, thanks for your kind words, Junior Brother." A five-colored light illuminated the night sky. Ji An returned to the place where he had parted ways with True Monarch Youming, and took him with him to Jiayuan Immortal City, five hundred miles northeast of the sect.

As they approached the Immortal City, Ji An stopped using the Golden Light of the Earth to travel and instead activated the Water Cloud, concealing any traces of his magic.

The black cloud blended into the night sky, moving silently yet at an extremely fast speed.

The Netherworld True Lord, residing within the spiritual clouds, sensed the rich, yin-yang divine intent flowing and condensing without dissipating, and exclaimed in heartfelt admiration:

"Fellow Daoist's understanding of the power of the Five Elements is truly astonishing and admirable."

He couldn't fully see through the changes in divine will, but he was clear on one point: the other party's understanding of power far surpassed his own.

Ji An smiled faintly, "It's just a humble skill, please excuse my poor performance."

He was already used to his own power. He focused his mind on his dantian for a moment and just then saw the stone turtle exhale a few breaths of pure spiritual energy into the Yuanming Fire.

The golden flames manifested by the radiance of life suddenly expanded and burned even more intensely, with strands of vital energy being absorbed by the inner core of vital energy.

Perhaps due to consuming most of the Lightning-Struck Wood Spirit Fruits, the surface of this Qi and Blood Inner Core occasionally flashes with silver lightning.

He stopped outside the immortal city and said:

"This is the most densely populated area of ​​mortals within the jurisdiction of the Golden Spirit Sect. Centered on this immortal city, there are approximately seven to eight million people living within a radius of three hundred miles. Fellow Daoist, do you plan to perform the reincarnation ceremony inside the city or outside the city?"

The sect's policies have changed. Lower-level cultivators can now cultivate spiritual fields and herd their territories. If any disciple in their territory develops a talent level of superior grade or above, they can be sent to the sect and receive substantial rewards.

Disciples with ordinary aptitudes will also be properly settled and placed in spiritual veins.

The Tribulation of the True Demon caused immense damage to the cultivation world, but those who survived gained greater opportunities for growth.

"Outside the city, there's not much difference. The reason for reincarnating in a densely populated area is mainly for peace of mind."

The reincarnation array does not require spiritual veins; a quiet place is sufficient.

The Netherworld True Lord answered calmly, a strange emotion brewing in his heart, before finally letting out a sigh of dejection.

After reincarnation, today's glory will turn to dust, and the future remains unknown.

Thinking of this, his hatred for Buddhist monks and nuns intensified.

Ji An heard the other person's sigh and understood their current emotions to some extent. Seeing a True Lord choose such an end, he also felt a pang of sorrow.

He controlled the spirit cloud to land in a small mountain outside a village. A thin mist was rippling in the mountains. He used his magic to raise the mist, which quickly formed a dense fog covering the area.

He pondered for a moment, then controlled his magic power to cast the Thick Virtue Spirit Transformation Spell, and a warm yellow spiritual light enveloped the land within a radius of thirty feet.

A nourishing and peaceful divine aura rose up, and the Netherworld True Lord actually felt a touch of warmth, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

He squinted and quietly sensed for a moment before smiling. He then channeled his magic power to clear a smooth, mirror-like area before beginning to set up a magic array.

Ji An saw that the other party did not refine array plates or array flags, but instead used spiritual blood to draw various runes and lines on the ground, and also placed high-grade spirit stones at certain nodes.

The Five Elements Sect's lineage contains records of reincarnation arrays, but he had never studied them because he felt he had no use for them.

After working for a quarter of an hour, the Netherworld True Lord spoke:

"Please, True Lord, go to a place ten feet away from the magic array to guard it. During this time, do not take any action no matter what invisible things you encounter or see."

However, if any wild animals enter this area, you must kill them.

"understood."

Ji An channeled his magic and flew ten feet away, nodding slightly.

The Netherworld True Lord took a deep breath and feigned magnanimity, laughing:

"I wonder what it will be like if I meet the True Lord again someday."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to that day."

The Netherworld True Lord clasped his hands together, solemnly bowed, and then sat cross-legged in the center of the magic array, performing hand seals.

The runes drawn with the spirit blood glowed with a silver light, while the runic lines shone with a black luster.

At first, a strong smell of blood emanated from the magic circle, and the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard. Soon, the smell of blood dissipated, and the sound of flowing water became ethereal.

A cold wind began to swirl around, howling and wailing, as if someone were crying.

As the fog dissipated, Ji An sensed something flying by, and the chilling aura grew stronger.

The fact that it could make him feel cold indicates that this aura was extraordinary.

Ji An discovered that the Nascent Soul of the Netherworld True Lord was slowly shrinking, and a faint fragrance similar to sandalwood was spreading out.

An eerie wind, seemingly from nowhere, grew stronger, and whispers echoed from all directions.

A moment later, the nascent soul in the center of the magic array suddenly dispersed like swirling dust, and a black shadow seemed to fall into the ground and disappear.

(End of this chapter)