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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 732: Fire Spirit Transformed Flood Dragon šŸ”„šŸ‰

Published: September 8, 2025

Chapter 729: Fire Spirit Transformed Flood Dragon

The other two high-level spellmasters huddled together, whispering something, seemingly discussing how to break the formation.

After a moment, their discussion concluded. One of the spellmasters, remarkably tall and imposing, swayed unsteadily and, wrapped in a swirl of azure light, moved to stand beside the Man in the Black Robe.

ā€œMr. Heavenly Cry, has it begun? The cultivator formation array here seems even stronger than the previous one by about thirty percent. Moreover, I’ve heard there are quite a few nascent soul cultivators here. We might have to spend a bit more time dealing with them,ā€ the nascent soul spellmaster said politely to the Man in the Black Robe, smiling warmly.

ā€œNo need for us to act first—they are already coming out. Let’s first test the magical abilities of the cultivators here, then decide,ā€ the black-robed cultivator shook his head, his voice hoarse and stiff, almost unclear, as if he had no tongue. It was extremely unsettling to hear.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the tall, bamboo-like spellmaster was startled and hurriedly glanced toward the Sea of Mist, clearly trusting the black-robed man’s words.

Sure enough, below, the once still Sea of Mist began to churn violently, suddenly splitting in two and revealing a passage several dozen feet wide.

Then, lights flickered inside as seven long streaks of escaping light shot out. After circling above the Sea of Mist, several figures appeared—it was Han Li and the others.

Following the burly man’s suggestion, this time they did not bring any low-stage cultivators. Aside from the two foundation formation cultivators from Tiantai Valley, only the Void-penetrating Taoist followed behind.

After Han Li’s body settled, his gaze swept over the dense crowd of spellmasters above. The dozen or so spellmasters leading them naturally caught his attention, especially the eerie and sinister Man in the Black Robe. Han Li’s eyes narrowed involuntarily upon seeing him.

The first impression this man gave was chilling—he immediately reminded Han Li of the revered master of the mysterious bones who had met his end at Han Li’s hands.

Could this man truly be a ghost cultivator? Han Li’s heart tightened sharply, his vigilance rising.

Before the revered master of the mysterious bones had taken over the quhun body, he too exuded a dense aura of yin energy and ghost energy. Yet, this man’s aura seemed somewhat different. Han Li couldn’t quite pinpoint the exact distinction.

Just as Han Li and the others fixed their gaze skyward, the spellmasters above stirred. The spellmaster wrapped by a giant python suddenly transformed into a massive fireball and shot downward.

The burly men with the bald brows all stared coldly and silently. No one showed signs of panic.

This spellmaster would never have acted alone without intent to seek death.

Sure enough, under the wary eyes of the cultivators, the huge fireball stopped at a height of fifty or sixty feet. Yet, even from that distance, the raging flames caused everyone to furrow their brows and inwardly shudder.

ā€œI am Kuyao, Grand Master of the Fire Division. Since you have come out, I take it you want to test your magical abilities first. How do you want to compete? One-on-one, or a free-for-all regardless of numbers?ā€ A faint figure flickered inside the fireball, and a thunderous voice suddenly boomed out, causing the nearby space to vibrate ominously, making the burly men’s expressions shift.

ā€œOne-on-one. Life and death are determined by heaven,ā€ the burly man with a bald brow glared at the figure within the fireball and replied coldly without hesitation.

ā€œHa! Good, that’s exactly what this Grand Master desires. I shall be your first opponent on this front line. Who will step up first?ā€ The figure inside the fireball laughed wildly and brazenly issued the challenge.

The burly men naturally grew furious. Elder Ma’s face darkened, and his aura turned into a white light as he launched himself forward at light speed.