My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Following Qin Luo's arrival, disturbances arose from afar. Both Han Yu and Yun Xi became alert and watched the area intently.

Disciples of the Heavenly Snake Sect and the Blood Spirit Sect, who had been hiding in the shadows, flew towards the area and landed behind Qin Luo.

There were as many as twenty people.

The Five Sects entered the East Forest Ruins, each having twenty slots. With the Blood Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Snake Sect combined, there were forty people. Half had already arrived here, and considering that Lu Yi had previously killed five, the remaining disciples of the two sects were few in number.

After landing behind Qin Luo, the disciples of the Heavenly Snake Sect and the Blood Spirit Sect felt reassured and began to taunt Lu Yi.

"Lu Yi! You're truly arrogant! Knowing that Senior Brother Qin and Brother Tian Hen are after your life, you didn't flee, and you even dare to stay here drinking and feasting. You clearly don't even know how to write the word 'death'!"

"What about being an Immortal Seed? You'll still die by our Senior Brother Qin's hand!"

"Lu Yi, stop struggling. Senior Brother Qin will grant you a swift end!"

"..."

Qin Luo glanced at the roasted meat in Lu Yi's hand and the wine beside him. His face darkened slightly, and with a cold smile, he said to Lu Yi, "It seems you have not taken Brother Xue and me seriously."

Lu Yi responded with a slight smile, "That's not it. I was just bored waiting and decided to do something to pass the time."

"Bored?" Qin Luo was taken aback before bursting into laughter.

A dark golden glow circulated around his body, and his pitch-black eyes transformed into yellow vertical pupils. Lines emerged across his face like dragon scales, emitting a more terrifying aura that even stirred up a strong wind, shaking the branches of the ancient trees.
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Everyone present felt as if a large rock pressed upon their hearts, the weight inexplicably oppressive.

The cultivators of Cold Winter Valley changed color in shock, saying, "Is that... the Heavenly Snake Nine Transformations technique of the Heavenly Snake Sect? It is said that with each transformation, both the physical body and Spiritual Energy undergo a dramatic change, greatly increasing one's strength. Legend has it that after the ninth transformation, one can even become a dragon. The Heavenly Snake Sect only possesses an incomplete Cultivation Technique, so to what extent has Qin Luo cultivated it to be this terrifying?"

"With such strength... he might be comparable to a Golden Core Cultivator. Is this still someone from the Foundation Establishment Realm? Too powerful!" exclaimed another Cold Winter Valley cultivator.

As Han Yu stared at Qin Luo from a distance, a hint of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes. His skin seemed to turn into ice crystals, emitting an extreme chill. He felt slightly astonished internally and said softly, "To awaken the instincts of my Innate Ice Spirit Body... Qin Luo must possess an incredibly strong physique, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to cultivate the incomplete Heavenly Snake Nine Transformations to such a level at the Foundation Establishment Realm. He's a formidable opponent."

After paying close attention to Qin Luo, Han Yu then turned his gaze towards Lu Yi, his curiosity piqued, and he murmured, "Immortal Seed, faced with such an adversary, what will you do?"

Elsewhere, two beautiful Ten Thousand Flowers Sect disciples turned slightly pale as they gazed at the distant Qin Luo, who appeared fierce and demonic with his black hair whirling wildly. Their bright eyes were tinged with a hint of horror.

"So strong! This Qin Luo is incredibly powerful."

"Can Mr. Lu compete against him? He won't die here, will he?"

Yun Xi, looking seriously at Qin Luo, declared, "Indeed, he's very strong, hardly inferior to me."

While saying that, she looked towards Lu Yi and saw his expressionless face, which confirmed her belief: "Qin Luo should not be a match for Lu Yi."

"Really?" The two Ten Thousand Flowers Sect disciples were both surprised as they looked at Lu Yi.

"You two just watch."

Jiang Fan and his two companions felt the aura emanating from Qin Luo, their faces slightly pale.

You Jing said with a rueful expression, "Junior Brother Lu, can you manage this?"

Wang Chuanlu spoke earnestly, "Should we run now? I just don't know if we can still get away."

Jiang Fan had already silently taken out that ancient white bottle, looking tense as he watched Qin Luo.

Lu Yi's expression remained calm as he spoke softly, "The three senior brothers need not worry."

Looking at Qin Luo, he chuckled and said, "Where's Xue Tianhen? Why hasn't he come? By yourself, you're a bit lacking."

Qin Luo narrowed his eyes, and a vicious gleam flashed through them as he retorted with a cold laugh, "I hope your strength matches your sharp tongue."

In the midst of speaking, Qin Luo stomped on the ground, and with a boom, fissures appeared on the surface. Blood qi surged around his body like billowing smoke, pouncing towards Lu Yi with a ferocity akin to a fierce beast.

Lu Yi smiled faintly, "Body Cultivation? Perfect, I will try my Body Refining Techniques as well."

As he spoke, streaks of thunder flashed around him, and mysterious Thunder Patterns emerged on his skin.

Heavenly Thunder Jade Body Technique.

Lu Yi also stomped on the ground, charging towards Qin Luo.

The vitality around both men surged, distorting the space around them and unleashing a primal, terrifying force.

Qin Luo clenched a fist, its edge flickering with dark golden light as he punched towards Lu Yi.

The punch stirred up a terrible storm, with the fist itself shining as bright as the sun.

Lu Yi reached out to grab Qin Luo's fist.

Boom!!

Upon impact, a ring-shaped shockwave spread in all directions, cracking the bark of ancient trees, shaking their branches, and causing leaves to flutter down.

The ground beneath their feet caved in, creating a depression several meters across.

Lu Yi firmly blocked Qin Luo's punch.

After the clash, Lu Yi pressed in, his left knee like a war hammer striking heavily towards Qin Luo's chest, with terrible energy spilling out and white mist surrounding them.

Qin Luo transformed his punch into a palm, slapping it on Lu Yi's knee. Using the momentum, he leapt into the air, his right leg whipping towards Lu Yi's head like a lash, producing a piercing sonic boom.