A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Rogue Cultivator

The six people were either old acquaintances or famous figures from the original work, which truly surprised him.

The sensation of being "teleported" through his body, sometimes relaxing and sometimes tightening, came and went in the blink of an eye. When Wang Li landed and stood still, he had once again stepped into this blood-red forbidden land, which was full of dangers but also treasures.

At the same time, Li Huayuan, outside, suddenly seemed to realize something, and his expression changed: Oh no! I forgot to give that kid…

Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything.

Inside the forbidden area, Wang Li opened the scroll and glanced at it, but after just one glance, he put it back into his storage bag.

With Xiang Zhili present, the token to open the core area definitely cannot be used recklessly, otherwise it would be like inviting a wolf into the house. That restriction is indeed powerful, but even the old Taoist Tianfu, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, could not stop it, so how could it stop this person in the Divine Transformation stage?

Fortunately, the high wall between the outer and central areas, three layers high, is a wind-blocking array that is not much weaker than the restrictions on the outer perimeter of the Crimson Forbidden Land, and it also has the effect of isolating divine sense.

Otherwise, how could Han Li and Nangong Wan's scene have escaped this person's discerning eye?

If Han Tianzun could travel through time and go back to the past, it would be unreasonable for him not to pull up a fig leaf to cover it up, right?

Is it the southwest corner this time?

Without a word, Wang Li unleashed his Wind Chaser Sword and sped straight towards the center, skimming the ground. There were no anti-flying restrictions within the forbidden area, so with Wang Li exerting his full power, traveling in a straight line would only take about an hour.

When the time came, they put on their microscopes, released their tiny creatures, and ventured straight into the depths of the fog.

There was absolutely no intention to "wait for the Moon Pearl to break through the fog before going deeper".

The microscope, an unexpected invention, was prepared for this purpose.

As for the effect: it was quite good, providing a visibility range of over two miles. This distance was enough for him to fully utilize his abilities and avoid many unnecessary troubles in advance.

It could be said that it was precisely because of this thing that the adorable, clumsy double-eyed mouse in my arms escaped a disaster.

I pinched the little guy's neck, and the little thing rolled over contentedly.

Entering the mist, they quickly found a cave. Using the Thousand-Section Whip and the Soul-Shattering Scissors, the whip bound and the scissors snapped, and in a few swift moves, they swiftly and decisively killed the high-ranking demon beast inside.

After carefully clearing away any potential hazards in the cave with the help of the others, they took out a set of formations and set them up at the cave entrance, with the others acting as protectors.

"Foundation Building, here I come!"

He took out a high-grade magic artifact bottle purchased from the Qingxu Sect, which could temporarily seal spiritual power, and at the same time took out half a Foundation Establishment Pill. He swallowed the pill first, and since he no longer needed to suffer the pain of marrow cleansing, the medicinal power naturally turned into a warm current that warmed his dantian, internal organs, and limbs.

Feeling the warmth enveloping all his meridians, he immediately swallowed a ball of azure light that had been forcibly condensed using sealing techniques from the magic artifact bottle.

The bluish light that was the size of a fist just a day ago is now only the size of a date pit.

If we wait a little longer, there might not be a single piece left.

"Disperse your power, disperse your power. If that's the case, is it possible to disperse your power into an object, compress it with some external force, and then absorb it into your body?"

Chapter 68 Entering the Forbidden Area Again!

The cyan light entered his abdomen and immediately transformed into surging magical power, re-integrating into Wang Li's body.

This is ten or even dozens of times more potent than the Foundation Establishment Pill.

This azure light was the power of the Azure Origin Sword Technique that Wang Fasan injected into the upper-level treasure bottle when he was performing his dispersal technique.

Unfortunately, perhaps due to the nature of the energy dissipation or the insufficient grade of the treasure bottle, the energy sent into the bottle was greatly depleted, and only a little over 20% remained at this moment.

Of course, even with only 20% of his peak Foundation Establishment cultivation, it wouldn't be difficult for Wang Li to return from the peak of Qi Refining to the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Sure enough!"

Furthermore, because they share the same origin, absorbing this power is completely effortless and smooth, and there is no need to worry about exploding and dying.

In addition, the density and purity of the magic power have also been greatly improved due to external compression and secondary inch-by-inch refining.

This indirectly pointed out a new path for Wang Li's exploration.

Wang Li was overjoyed at this.

The difference between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment is too great.

In just half a day, he returned to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Once the foundation was established, the foundation-building fluctuations instantly spread for hundreds of feet. The magic array blocking the cave entrance suddenly flashed with colorful light, and even the thick fog outside the cave seemed to be affected, with much of it being blown away by the strong energy in the air.

Inside the cave, Wang Li slowly got up.

"Xiang Zhili must be new to the Crimson Forbidden Land. Although this Nascent Soul stage cultivator is here to find weak points in the space, he will definitely explore the core and central areas. After all, he will mainly explore the outer perimeter during the next forbidden land trial in five years. So this time he may be focusing on the inner perimeter and has already gone deep into the fog."

It was precisely because of this consideration that Wang Li did not dare to take out the scroll again to reveal the full picture and continue to flaunt his skills.

He was afraid of disturbing this person, and he was certain that he would.

With his Foundation Establishment cultivation, a passable microscopic mirror, several guards, various heavily armed equipment, and six top-tier level 1 puppet cavalry, he could easily shred mid-to-high-tier demonic beasts. Ordinary top-tier level 1 demonic beasts could also be killed in minutes. Only rare top-tier demonic beasts with special bloodlines, which were uncommon in the outside world, would he spend more time killing and obtaining their eggs.

Anyway, anyone who blocks the way will die.

Taking out the forbidden area map compiled from various factions, Wang Li first determined his current location. Then, in just a quarter of an hour, he sketched out a route to sweep away the remaining stone halls and more than twenty powerful monster nests.

Now is not the time to play cat and mouse with a bunch of Qi Refining stage juniors. It's not too late to wrap things up after we've explored the stone palace and all the dangerous and precious places.

As for those caves and secret grottoes that are rich in spiritual herbs, they are no longer of interest to him.

Therefore, the first stop is the nearest dangerous place.

There, there lived a rare creature listed on the list of exotic beasts, the Swift Feathered Swallow.

This monster's individual strength should not be underestimated.

It flies extremely fast and moves with great agility, making it one of the top ten fastest low-level demonic beasts. In addition, its beak can emit a blazing white light with considerable penetrating power; its wings can unleash sharp wind blades comparable to mid-level beginner spells.

One or two mid-level ones are not a big deal; any Qi Refining disciple who enters this place can handle them. The troublesome thing is that the Swift Feather Swallow is a kind of monster that likes to live in groups. Usually, there are five or six in a nest, and if you are lucky, it is not uncommon to run into a group of a dozen or twenty nests.

What would it feel like to be hunted by nearly a hundred bird demons? I doubt many Qi Refining stage disciples would want to experience it.

Even if it were a typical early Foundation Establishment cultivator, they would have to "temporarily avoid the sharp edge" if they were to collide head-on.

But Wang Li just loves these cute little animals.

It wasn't about using these adorable little creatures' feathers to forge a trench coat entirely woven from feathers, thus increasing his speed to another level. He simply wanted to take the little ones out to see the world.

Between a cliff face.

Wang Li, having used the Foundation Establishment stage's Breath Concealment Technique, easily found himself not far from the swallows' nest.

To the side and ahead was a cliff over a hundred feet high, and the swallows' nests were built on the cliff face. Upon closer inspection, there were a row of twenty-six nests, exceeding the earlier estimate.

A top-tier leader, seven or eight upper-tier core fighters, no fewer than fifty or sixty mid-tier adults, and a large number of chicks of varying ages:

"What a large family. No wonder so few Qi Refining stage disciples dare to venture here."

Below the cliff is a small lake about a hundred feet in diameter. In the center of the lake is a small island, on which blooms a beautiful fairy flower. Judging from its appearance, it should be a spiritual herb that surpasses even the eight-hundred-year-old Purple Tang Immortal, and its age is definitely over a thousand years.

Looking around the island, there are also more than ten Qingxin Lotus plants that Wang Li recognizes, which have the effects of invigorating blood circulation, detoxifying and beautifying the skin, and enhancing magical power.

On the opposite bank of the lake lies a sizable basin of dense forest.

Unfortunately, the fog was too thick for him to see what was going on, but the dozens of swift-feathered swallows flying in and out told him that this place was not a safe place.

He exhaled a soft breath and then began to hold his breath for a long time. He tried his best to control his breath concealment and stealth techniques, so as not to reveal the slightest trace of his aura.

Then, little by little, they slowly climbed up the gentler slope of the mountainside to a position almost at the same height as the nest of the swift-feathered swallows. They hid two puppets, their forms concealed by silk handkerchiefs, as a preemptive strike.

Then, they moved to another location, hidden by huge rocks.

At this point, Wang Li prepared to make his move.

He first used the puppets he had set up to make some noise, deliberately attracting the attention of the adult swallows left in the nest. Then he suddenly emerged from the shadows behind the large rock and launched a swift and fierce attack.

With his six fingers acting as cannons, he immediately unleashed six azure sword beams, each several feet long. This could be considered a celestial version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and it was also the ultimate expression of his mastery over his power.

He then drew out the Thousand-Section Whip, unleashed the Soul-Shattering Scissors, and launched the whisk threads from his whisk ring.

The incident happened suddenly, and the dozen or so adult swallows that were guarding the nest all subconsciously focused on the location of the puppet, thus ignoring the other side.

Before they could even react, six creatures were pierced through by the sword's edge and plummeted off the cliff.

Afterwards, the two mid-level creatures were instantly whipped into large clouds of blood mist by the Thousand-Section Whip, while the other high-level creature was tightly gripped by the Bone Whip.

The second high-level one, though unexpectedly agile and slippery, dodged the attack of the Soul-Shattering Scissors dripping with blood, surprising Wang Li slightly, still couldn't escape the binding of dozens of magic threads from the whisk ring combined with that high-level transparent thread.

Furthermore, with hundreds of silk threads involved, the battle results were certainly not limited to just one high-level Swift Feather Swallow. Five of them either had their heads cut off or were wrapped up like giant rice dumplings.

Next comes the rapid harvesting phase with the Soul-Shattering Scissors.

One cut at a time.

"Chirp, chirp..."

When the fledglings saw their parents being brutally killed by the villain, they immediately broke down, crying out incessantly and desperately calling out to the uncles, aunts, and other relatives who had gone out to find food for them in the jungle on the other side of the lake.

Our base has been raided! We need to get back to defend it!

"Chirp, chirp..."

Ahead, the mist churned, and then tiny red dots lit up from within, covering dozens or even hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye, rushing toward the cliff face with overwhelming force.

Then came hundreds of densely packed mid-level wind blades that pierced through the mist and slashed straight at him, Wang.

Even though Wang Li was highly skilled and daring, and didn't suffer from trypophobia, he still felt a chill run down his spine at this moment.

He didn't choose to take the bait head-on; otherwise, there would have been no need for him to come all the way to the swallows' nest.

He had been secretly approaching the lair before making his move, all for this moment: with a flash, he landed directly in front of the lair. The Hades Shield was activated, protecting all six sides, with the Meteorite Shield forming the outermost first line of defense.

As expected, this was not within the range of the swallows' attack.

"Come on, keep hitting me!"

Let's hurt each other!

With a large number of fledglings as his "backbone," he was fearless.

Dozens of puppets comparable to high-grade magic weapons were unleashed, launching a fierce frontal attack.

Although the fog prevented him from pinpointing the exact location of even a single Swift Swallow from the puppets' perspective, he managed to concentrate his attacks on a small area under the guidance of the main body, ensuring that one or two unlucky swallows would be hit and fall from the sky.

In contrast, the swallows were hesitant and appeared chaotic, with most of them simply flapping their wings and dodging, no longer displaying their previous fierce demeanor.

Before long, Wang Li had weakened the flock of dozens of Swift Feather Swallows by a small margin.

Seeing the situation was turning against them, the lead bird let out a loud cry, preparing to organize its flock for close combat. Only in close combat could they minimize the risk of harming their offspring and, incidentally, drive away or even kill the despicable intruders.

But this love from her parents and elders was also part of Wang Li's calculations.