The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 377: First Elders
A white-haired old man in the same clothes was unadorned, his complexion pale like a near-death person. He hunchbacked up as he stood with the laborers on the aid of a brown wooden stick, with the dragon's head on the handle.
If not for the red mist coming out of it, many people would not take it seriously and just look at it like a weak commoner old man.
Perhaps, it will fall only with the wind.
Mo Lian smiled faintly; there was no fear, even though her heart was beating faster than usual. "God of Heaven ..." His voice was slow, and full of emphasis like he had been waiting for him for a long time.
"Weak!"
The old man looked at Mo Lian and cursed.
Mo Lian did not take it seriously, she had already seen a bit of Jia Shenjun's memories in the battle several tens of thousands of years ago, and learned that the old man before her was not in that battle.
"You didn't even go to war, but you were arrogant like that. I'm guessing, you're just a big mouth, and enjoying all the fun after your predecessors were killed. For a man who has never even fought a war to say that, that's ridiculous."
For a person who has often fought and experienced, should not be susceptible to provocation like this. But, the old man looked trembling with his head bowed. The red mist that enveloped his body expanded.
Bang out!
"You're really looking for death!" The old man who was the First Elder was furious. He hates it the most when someone brings up the issue of the war tens of thousands of years ago. After all, it was a disgrace for him to cry seeing the First Generation return and die.
The First Elders burst into rage with a mist enveloping him.
Mo Lian still remained silently observing; she was figuring out which race the First Elders came from.
When he was looking, his back suddenly felt cold, like a life-threatening danger. Without wasting any time or turning his head, Mo Lian immediately flew down.
Swoshis!
The trajectory of the red-colored sword was visible above his head. The trajectory of the sword that spread throughout the place in front of him that was previously where the Sun was. The slash contained an unimaginable force; the spaces seemed to crack and break, and from within the space was visible a blood-red liquid.
Mo Lian knew the First Elder was really angry and was behind him. As well as feeling the aura that was weaker than the First Elders, but stronger than the First Commander was inside the gate. Likely, they were other Elders.
But even so, Mo Lian was extremely excited!
Mo Lian turned around while pushing her right hand up front. His right hand held a sword that appeared out of nowhere.
With just a single hand move, it was faintly seen that there were thousands of sword shadows attacking the First Elders.
The First Elders were surprised, but then smiled. He was amazed by Mo Lian's speed, but speed alone could not defeat him. Casually, he lifted up the wooden stick and repelled every attack.
The sword and wood met, but his voice sounded loud as if a huge metal was colliding, even sparks like a bolt of solar fire were seen spreading out.
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The two continued to exchange blows for a few seconds and did not know how many thousands of attacks had already been unleashed. Because it is far from Earth, the Earth is hundreds of millions of miles away only hear the sound of a regular boom.
Mo Lian stepped back after quite exchanging attacks, but upon seeing the First Elders advancing, she decided to attack him again.
Mo Lian swung her sword aiming for the staff that the First Elders had brought. It was quite difficult because it had to attack crosswise within two meters.
The slash of his sword created a blue-colored sword line like a crescent moon that attacked the First Elders right hand.
First Elders smiled. "Little attack." He swung the stick he was carrying.
The swing of the First Elders scepter shattered Mo Lian's attack, giving rise to a deafening loud bang. The attack had not ended despite already destroying Mo Lian's attack, the trajectory of the red sword kept darting.
A slash!
Mo Lian's right hand which held the sword was neatly cut off like butter.
Despite being cut off, Mo Lian did not show any change in expression. He ignored his hand and directly swung his left fist; hitting the dragon-headed wooden stick.
Not only that, his severed hand regenerated and formed a new body, as well as his shoulder that grew a new hand. Thus, there were now two Mo Lian.
The First Elders showed no change. His previous anger had calmed down as it was presuming that Mo Lian was nothing and only knew how to provoke without any real evidence.
Bang out!
Mo Lian's fist was held back by the First Elders' wooden stick; shock waves in blue and red collided with each other. From afar, it was like two cloth curtains that were next to each other.
Suddenly, a crackling sound rang out on the surface of the wooden stick, making the First Elders smile freeze.
With Sword Intent, his grip strength was like millions of swords continuously attacking simultaneously.
Cracks! Duarr!
The wooden stick broke, then exploded with a flame greater than the sun that was destroyed. The explosion blew the two away; parting at a distance of hundreds of miles.
Whooshing sound!
Mo Lian's body that was created from the hand piece was already behind the First Elders out of nowhere, as if it had been waiting there and knowing that the First Elders would definitely come here.
The First Elders looked messy, spewing out a mouthful of blood many times as his artifacts shattered and damaged his soul from being hit by a counterattack. His white clothes looked ragged and many black burn marks.
Sensing something strange, the First Elders looked back. He discovered that a white-colored sword hundreds of thousands of miles in height was falling with a slash towards him.
"Jia Shenjun ..." Although he had never seen it in person, but First Elders had heard how Jia Shenjun's sword attack from the First Generation had survived.
His Spiritual Awareness trembled when he sensed danger upon seeing the falling sword. He was getting ready to retreat, but another whirring sound came from behind him, and found that there was a blue hand of normal size.
The First Elder clenched his left hand, turned around and swung his fist. "The Blow of the World's Destruction!"
Suddenly there was a sound of buffalo moaning, and the next second there was a buffalo silhouette that was many times the size of the Sun. It had fiery red eyes, its skin was gold like armor, and its horns were like dragons.
"Artifacts!" The First Elders took out a blue colored lamp with a square shape, it was like a chandelier. The inside was a fiery red flame, and the frame contained strange patterns.
The First Elders spat out blood towards the artifact which was the Soul Rescue Lamp.
The white sword above the First Elders head dimmed, then disappeared like water vapor. Then he felt an agonizing pain within his head for a second, before finally disappearing and being replaced with cracks in the Life-Saving Lamp.
The Soul Rescue Lamp was a High-tier Heaven Artifact, it was useful for moving attacks that souls received.
The First Elders were breathing with gasps, he suffered a great loss.
Boom up!
Like never being allowed to rest, the First Elders heard a loud explosive sound coming from behind him. He tried to turn his head, and saw the World Shattering Punch had been smashed into pieces into flakes of red light.
Mo Lian (Main Body), smiled faintly as she looked at the First Elder coldly. "Your Spiritual Strength has indeed reached the Heaven God. But your Physical and Soul Power, only to the limit of the Earth God ..."
"You're in too much of a hurry to break through to damage the foundation inside your body. Your strength is very weak, but admittedly, you managed to cut off my hand."
Mo Lian continued to try to provoke the First Elders, and remained on standby when the other 234 Elders within the Teleportation Gate came to join. Although he was not afraid, it would be difficult to face them along with his present friendly.
His gaze swept over the Second Commander he had not killed, then returned to look at the Teleportation Gate. Mo Lian frowned.
As if knowing the contents of Mo Lian's mind, Hong Xi Jiang who was in the distance sent out a voice transmission.
"No need to worry, I did deliberately let them come, but they won't be able to get out of here. Even the artifacts they brought I changed the pattern."
Mo Lian raised next to her eyebrows, then tried to look at the door intently. Sure enough, there was a slight difference to the aura emitted, and there were several patterns that had been altered from the hundreds of thousands of patterns available.
Although only one pattern had changed, to bring along the Heaven God and the 234 Earth Gods, it was extremely high risk and might be able to explode while on the move.
The First Elder gnashed his teeth, then sighed to win himself over. "You guys see? He can even make me like this, and you say you can kill him yourself?"
There was no reply from inside the door, but it could be explained that the people inside were embarrassed from being overconfident.
But, not long after, an explosion came from within the door with an unimaginable aura of oppression. A red vortex came over Mo Lian's head with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles, it was trying to pressure her into not being able to move.
Then, one light after another with human-like silhouettes flew out from the Teleportation Gate. It surrounded Mo Lian.
When the light dimmed, not disappearing, a slightly strange human form was seen. They raised their hands in front of their chest and touched each other.
Mo Lian turned her head to look at the vortex. "Sealing spiritual energy, slowing down movement, damaging the soul, eating away at the body, and sucking up life ..."
There was no fear on his face. He could already immediately see the weakness of the Spiritual Sealing and Death Formation of the 10,000 Race Alliance. From its aura, this was inferior to the Golden Age.
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