Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan-Chapter 1951 - 1444: Ambush (Part 2)

And as several Elders publicly announced that a Demon Cultivator and Devil Beast army numbering as many as thirty thousand was approaching, an uproar instantly erupted throughout the stronghold.

"Damn it! Why didn’t you say earlier that the enemy was this powerful? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come here and wasted my time!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"Quick, let’s go, don’t let this war drag us down with it!"

Almost instantly, quite a few cultivators turned pale with fright, trembling in terror. Without another word, they spun around and bolted, as if some wild beast was chasing them from behind, and stumbled toward the spatial rift in panic.

The Li family cultivators, who had long since received news, merely watched coldly. As long as those people didn’t insult or slander the Li family, the Li cultivators would not intervene.

"Tch!"

"A bunch of cowardly fools! Didn’t you know there’d be danger? All you want now is an excuse to leave with your dignity intact."

Where there are those afraid, there are also those itching to try their luck—excited and eager, already fantasizing about how much they could gain from the coming war!

And seeing those timid parasites, so pathetic and ridiculous, some couldn’t help but laugh and mock a few lines.

"Who are you! If you’ve got guts, step up and let’s settle this! Let’s see if you even have the right to say such things!"

The fleeing cultivators were already ashamed enough; now, being called out, their faces grew uglier as they readied themselves to teach their taunters a lesson and recover their dignity.

"Come on! Who’s afraid of who!"

Immediately, several cultivators stepped forward, full of scorn, sneering, "No wonder you don’t have the guts to take action against those Outer Realm Creatures—all your courage is spent on us."

"You! Go to hell!"

With repeated ridicule, one of the cultivators finally snapped, and actually attacked in public—a blazing fire shot from his hand, whizzing toward his target.

"Enough!"

The Li family, who had been watching coldly, shouted and broke up the fire with a swift move.

They glared at the cultivators planning to leave, and said, "You all had better leave quickly, otherwise when the war starts, the spatial rift will close. Then you won’t be able to leave, even if you want to!"

Hearing this, those cultivators looked even grimmer, but didn’t dare utter another word, walking toward the spatial rift with sullen faces.

After this farce, the once-crowded stronghold immediately became more spacious.

This time, over a thousand people left out of fear.

Actually, those who stayed aren’t fearless—they just seek more than the rest, and thus didn’t leave.

Time ticked by slowly. Normally it passed in a blink, but now it felt unbearably slow!

Waiting for the Demon Cultivator and Devil Beast joint army to arrive and for the battle to erupt, more than ten thousand clansmen and loose cultivators grew ever more restless and uneasy.

Though many cultivators who might have shaken morale and lowered the fighting spirit had been sent away, idle hands breed anxiety most easily.

Dong dong dong——

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant bell sounded throughout the stronghold, like a spring breeze, instantly easing all sorts of negative emotions in their hearts; quite a few cultivators relaxed because of it.

Time slipped by quietly, and after two hours, a dark shadow could be seen in the distance, slowly flying toward them.

"They’re here!"

Li Zhirui suddenly appeared from nowhere, voice infused with mana, clearly transmitting to each clansman’s ears: "Everyone, get ready!"

But as arranged by the Li family, only three to four thousand cultivators were exposed on the surface; the surplus hid in bed or somewhere else, all to give Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts a surprise.

Meanwhile—

The huge cloud, made up of tens of thousands of Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts, was slowly flying toward the Li family stronghold.

"Almost here!"

That single sentence instantly awoke all the dormant Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts.

"Ga ga ga! Finally here, I can’t wait to taste the flesh and blood of these Outer Realm cultivators!" A certain Devil Beast’s face twisted in a grotesque grin; when it opened its mouth, a reek poured out, dizzying anyone who smelled it.

"Wonder if these cultivators are strong enough to withstand our second assault."

"How boring, this scale doesn’t deserve such fanfare. Total waste of my precious time."

But whether sneering, expectant, or any other emotion, they had already arrived—and were here!

Rumble rumble——

Before they could even steady themselves, beams of spirit light shot upward from the stronghold below, aiming to blast them apart.

The sudden sneak attack did indeed do some damage—but only a little.

About a few dozen died, all weaklings.

"Hahahahaha... Looks like that’s all they’ve got!"

The result made the Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts laugh uproariously; they couldn’t believe their opponents were so weak.

"Heard the Immortal Tao once attacked this stronghold, but failed to take it and suffered heavy losses. Now it seems those cultivators were weak too, no wonder they got wiped out by Outer Realm Creatures."

"Seeing how weak they are, I almost hesitate to strike."

Demon Cultivators are erratic, twisted personalities; facing armies, they’d still spout such idiotic things—truly a rare spectacle.

Of course, deep down they knew—the invaders appeared weak now, not because they lacked strength.

If they had no power, how would they have annihilated the Immortal Tao?

The reason for this was simple: seizing the chance while the powerful Outer Realm creatures, especially that Female Sword Cultivator, weren’t present—to bully the weak.

Seeing them gather thirty thousand just to attack the stronghold, one could tell they were still anxious and fearful inside.

If they truly looked down on the stronghold, there’d be no need to mobilize an army on this scale.

After probing and finding only a bit over three thousand cultivators here, and their strength not worth mentioning, most Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts grew slack, even feeling somewhat bored.

But they had no idea—the real danger was almost upon them!

Inside the stronghold, Li Zhirui hadn’t made a move at first, for his existence was little known to outsiders. After all, any natives who knew of him before had all died at his hands.

Instead, he hid in a corner, observing the situation of the demon army.

He, along with those several thousand hidden cultivators, would each unleash a single devastating Killing Move upon the invaders—and they’d only get one chance, so there could be no slipups.

When Li Zhirui saw many Demon Cultivators and Devil Beasts turning slack after finding the stronghold weak, he knew the opportunity had come!

’Xiu Ting, Xiu Jiang, Chonglou... notify everyone: prepare to unleash your strongest Killing Move in thirty breaths—attack the demon army!’

He couldn’t possibly inform every hidden person personally—there were several thousand after all, and while his Spiritual Soul was strong, that wasn’t feasible.

If he tried, he’d have no strength left for anything else—let alone to launch the Killing Move.

Thankfully, all had been arranged beforehand; Li Zhirui just needed to notify a few clan members, and they’d relay the message to the others.

’Received!’

Li Xiuting and the others immediately passed the instructions to their respective groups of hundreds.

Then they began preparing their Killing Moves, waiting for the moment to strike in unison!

Li Zhirui fixed his gaze on those Demon Cultivators in the Realm of Human Immortality. As for those Human Immortal Devil Beasts, he wasn’t confident of killing them in one shot—but for Demon Cultivators, he was more than sure of himself!