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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 870: Victory and Defeat ⚔️

Published: September 9, 2025

Chapter 867: Victory and Defeat

“Go.”

Han Li casually pointed toward his opponent.

The blue firebird immediately spread its wings and transformed into a streak of blue light, shooting forward.

Elder Jin’s face darkened at the sight, and anger surged within him. The opponent hadn't even summoned a single magical treasure, attacking solely with a firebird — this was seriously underestimating him.

Furious, Elder Jin let out a bitter laugh. Without hesitation, his ten fingers quickly formed a series of spell formations. He decided to unleash his most powerful sword art right from the start, aiming to settle the outcome with a single strike.

Above his head, three golden rainbows appeared, accompanied by a clear, dragon-like cry. In the blink of an eye, they vanished into thin air.

In their place, a golden thread materialized before Elder Jin. Though extremely slender, it stretched several meters in length.

With the golden light flickering repeatedly, one golden thread after another began to emerge in a rolling display.

In an instant, hundreds of dense golden threads appeared, dazzling and radiant to the extreme.

“Transforming swords into threads!”

Han Li’s eyes flashed cold light, his face showing surprise. Although the opponent was a sword cultivator, to manifest so many sword threads at once was truly astonishing.

No wonder he was the Chief Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect — clearly not an ordinary figure.

Meanwhile, the cultivators watching below grew uneasy upon seeing the gray-haired elder display such formidable magical abilities.

“Spring Thread Slash!”

“An old fox like him still has some tricks up his sleeve, unleashing his signature move right away.”

“Fellow cultivator Han is being too careless; he might suffer some losses!”

Three old monsters from the Hundred Skills Courtyard quietly murmured among themselves at the scene.

The middle-aged cultivator who had come with Elder Jin showed a hint of joy on his face. Lv Luo’s expression shifted slightly, while the elder named Cheng and the female cultivator Ming Xin remained expressionless.

At this moment, Elder Jin shouted loudly and struck the golden threads before him with a rapid sequence of spell formations.

Immediately, spiritual light flashed wildly, and all the sword threads condensed into a golden giant net that surged forward, aiming directly at the blue firebird.

The Golden Net spanned over ten meters wide, while the firebird was only about half a foot long. Anyone watching would feel this was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

But when the firebird dove into the net, what happened next shocked everyone below.

At the moment of contact, the blue firebird exploded, and the light flickered continuously. A blue light lotus appeared within the flames, swirling endlessly within the net as if about to bloom.

Countless golden sword threads sliced toward it, but only caused ripples of spiritual light around the lotus, unable to get even an inch closer.

All the cultivators familiar with the power of the "Spring Thread Slash" were stunned.

Seeing this, Elder Jin grew even more shocked and angry. Without hesitation, he hurriedly retracted his sword art and forcefully urged it forward.

The sword threads flickered golden light and stretched three times longer, each thread shining with a dazzling brilliance.

They sliced into the blue spiritual light, tearing it apart, preparing to strike the lotus directly.

At this moment, the lotus petals began to bloom one by one.

With a "puff," a cold blue mist radiated from the lotus petals, enveloping a twenty-meter radius in dazzling light that was impossible to look directly upon.

Elder Jin immediately felt the connection with his flying swords severed, unable to sense them at all. Surprised, he focused and looked closely.

After a moment, the gray-haired elder’s face turned extremely grim.

Where the lotus had just been, it had vanished without a trace, replaced by a massive block of blue ice.

Three golden flying swords were sealed within it, unable to move an inch.