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Chapter 1178: Chapter 1058: Departure
"Huh? Where did he go?"
The Great Vehicle Cultivator’s face showed a trace of astonishment. He released his Divine Sense, searching all around. But even after extending his entire Divine Sense, he still couldn’t find Li Zhirui, as if he had vanished from the face of the earth.
"How did he disappear? Earth Escape Talisman? Teleportation Talisman?"
He furrowed his brows. But these methods always cause Spiritual Energy fluctuations when used; there’s no way it could happen so quietly.
He refused to give up and continued searching the surroundings, trying to find even the slightest hint. But after digging three feet into the ground, he still found no trace of anything!
"How is this possible?! Since when has the Primal Spirit Realm had such Methods or Spiritual Objects?"
He was not someone who gave up easily, but no matter how many techniques he tried, there was no clue whatsoever. What meaning was there in persisting further?
"If I encounter you again in the future, I will not let you escape!"
The Great Vehicle Cultivator muttered softly and flew away. He had already wasted too much time, and the number of Fierce Sha Beasts was dwindling. He needed to make a last-minute push.
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"Are you alright?"
Nearly drained of Mana, Li Zhirui stumbled into the space refuge in a sorry state, immediately drawing the attention of the Golden Eagle.
"I’m fine, just overused Mana. I’ll recover in a few days." Li Zhirui didn’t mention that his current situation was caused by being toyed with by a Great Vehicle Cultivator.
Because saying it out loud was useless anyway—could the Golden Eagle possibly help him take revenge?
"I won’t disturb you then." The Golden Eagle hesitated for a moment, but as it left, it still said, "Be careful."
The Golden Eagle had been worrying about Li Zhirui’s life hanging by a thread for quite some time now. But what could it do? Its own life was tied to his survival.
Li Zhirui didn’t respond. He closed his eyes and began slowly breathing in and out, absorbing the pure Spiritual Energy saturating the space.
The dazzling Water-Wood Spirit Light seemed to dive willingly into his embrace, and his aura gradually recovered, his face no longer pale.
As Li Zhirui breathed in rhythmically, the Five Elements Immortal Root behind him appeared to breathe along with him. Its five-colored Spirit Light grew more dazzling.
Several hours later, Li Zhirui slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he finally had the time to tidy up his appearance.
A flash of Spirit Light later, no trace of his previous disheveled state could be seen.
"A Great Vehicle Cultivator..."
Li Zhirui murmured, his eyes unfocused, lost in thought.
It wasn’t that he had never seen Great Vehicle Cultivators in action before, but he had never imagined that one day he would personally face such a figure.
Even though the other party hadn’t been serious, their attitude more akin to teasing and toying with him, Li Zhirui could still keenly feel the vast disparity between himself and a Great Vehicle Cultivator.
On the surface, it seemed like there were only two small realms between them, but in reality, it was an insurmountable chasm!
Li Zhirui could sense that, had the other truly exerted their full strength, he would have been dead in fewer than three moves!
"Heh, it seems I should even thank him for toying with me. If not for his mercy, I wouldn’t have been able to drag this intact body back here to recover my Mana."
Although Li Zhirui wore a smile, there was no hint of humor in his expression. Neither grievance nor anger could be seen; he seemed as detached as a bystander, utterly indifferent.
Li Zhirui thought to himself that he would remember this lesson well. Moreover, he now had a clearer understanding: with his current cultivation, he was nothing more than an ant within the vast Primal Spirit Realm!
Unconsciously, Li Zhirui’s Mental State achieved a small advancement.
Fearing that the Great Vehicle Cultivator might still be waiting outside, Li Zhirui didn’t rush to leave. Besides, the Fierce Sha Beasts had mostly been dealt with. Perhaps deeper in the battlefield, there were still some remaining, but they were beyond his ability to handle.
So, Li Zhirui decided to cultivate calmly within the space. After waiting for half a month, he judged the time to be about right and cautiously emerged.
Not seeing any sign of other cultivators in the vicinity, he sighed in relief and immediately set off northward without hesitation.
Li Zhirui didn’t know how the battlefield situation had evolved, but he had already gained all he could here. Staying longer would only increase the risk to himself, so naturally, he needed to leave as soon as possible.
During the first few days, Li Zhirui’s luck held up. He didn’t encounter any living beings. However, due to his caution, his progress was slow, and he was still some distance away from leaving the battlefield.
Rumble—
But luck didn’t stay with him for long. One day, he came across a fierce battle. The combatants were a Demon Cultivator and a Cultivator, both at the Great Vehicle Realm.
"Fellow cultivator, join forces with me! Let’s kill this Demon Cultivator ahead, and I’ll take none of the Spiritual Objects on his body!" Yang Wuquan, having spotted Li Zhirui, instantly brightened and quickly shouted loudly.
The Demon Cultivator’s expression stiffened. Although the newcomer was merely at the Integration Realm, the two combatants were closely matched. Any variable could tip the balance.
If this cultivator decided to step in, the Demon Cultivator feared he might not be able to escape unscathed today.
But to the surprise of both, Li Zhirui merely glanced at them, avoiding them from a great distance as he swiftly fled.
"Hahaha..."
The Demon Cultivator couldn’t help but burst into unrestrained laughter. "It seems your esteemed fellow cultivator has no intention of helping you."
"Hmph!"
Yang Wuquan snorted coldly. To be humiliated in front of a Demon Cultivator like this—next time they met, he would surely teach Li Zhirui a lesson.
Li Zhirui could only faintly hear the laughter but had no idea what Yang Wuquan was thinking. However, even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.
The Primal Spirit Realm was vast. Besides, Li Zhirui intended to retreat to his family to begin secluded cultivation. Who knew how many years would pass before he ventured out again? If they were to cross paths again, it would be as if some karmic bond destined their encounter!
