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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 770: Battle of the Border (Part 4) ⚔️

Published: September 8, 2025

Chapter 767: The Border Battle (4)

Upon hearing the challenge from the Heartsong Old Demon, the Gaunt Old Man furrowed his brow, but soon spoke as if nothing had happened:

“A battle with the three great cultivators of Tian Nan is inevitable sooner or later. However, I must stay behind to oversee the grand battle and cannot engage in combat. This means Sect Leader Fang will have to take up the fight. I’ve long heard that Sect Leader’s Heavenly Doom True Demon technique has reached an extremely high level and can even borrow the true demonic energy of the Heavenly Doom True Demon to possess his body. I imagine dealing with one person should be easy.”

“Since we have an agreement, this Sect Leader will naturally take action. I also want to witness the divine powers of Tian Nan’s number one demonic cultivator!” The man in the black robe said coldly, a flash of green light in his eyes. Black energy enveloped his body as he slowly ascended, flying toward the opposing side.

The scholar surnamed Zhong and the short man surnamed Bi immediately transformed without a word, becoming a silver rainbow and a ball of red light as they followed.

The three Masters Zhiyang on the opposite side saw this and simultaneously transformed into dazzling rainbows, fleeing high into the sky.

The two divine masters, the man in the black robe and Mulan, pursued closely.

In the blink of an eye, the six disappeared into the mist, leaving no trace.

Not long after, the nearby sky began to change color—sometimes fiery red, sometimes pitch black. Thunderous explosions roared, and dazzling silver rainbows and colorful clouds flashed rapidly.

The six great immortal cultivators in the sky fought, and simultaneously, the cultivators and spellmasters on the low ground also began their fierce battle.

However, this was not like a duel between one or a few cultivators where they launched into the air and attacked each other with magical treasures.

Instead, despite being so far apart, amid fluctuating incantations, the cultivator and spellmaster camps first simultaneously activated various defensive restrictions. Giant light shields slowly rose from both sides, covering their main forces within.

Clearly, the cultivators completed their defensive measures first.

This did not mean the cultivators’ Five Elements Taoist techniques were faster than the spellmasters’ spiritual techniques in casting. Rather, it was because the cultivators of Tian Nan had set up protective magic formations mostly composed of formation instruments. As a result, activating their defenses was naturally a bit faster.

Seeing this, Long Han, overseeing the battle, immediately gave an order and launched the attack first.

Leading the offensive were dozens of exotic treasures with long-range group attacks, including the huge copper gong Han Li had seen earlier.

At this moment, the frame holding the copper gong had already arrived at the very front of the cultivator ranks and lightly ascended to hover tens of feet above the ground. Only seven or eight burly men in yellow shirts guarded its sides.

The burly man who had been sitting cross-legged beside the copper gong had quietly stood up at some point, wielding a roughly ten-foot-long iron hammer, silently standing beside the gong.

A short distance away, two men raised a five- or six-zhang-high triangular black banner, embroidered with a vividly lifelike black flood dragon shimmering with ultraviolet light.

Nine red-clad girls each held a tray covered with red brocade, bulging with unknown treasures. These nine girls formed a strange formation, lightly floating in the air.

Three Elders in Brocade Robes, each carrying a half-human-tall gourd on their backs and squinting slightly, also moved to the front of the formation.

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The attack order immediately reached the ears of the cultivators responsible for the first wave.

The burly man on the bronze frame’s eyes suddenly widened. Yellow light about a foot long burst from his body as he swung the iron hammer with both hands, slamming hard into the center of the copper gong.