All Chapters of A God Cultivator Reborn in the Modern Age: Chapter 311
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High above the clouds, Juanyi held her breath. Her ice-cold eyes now flashed with rage as she watched the three Elders of the Hun Clan, covered in wounds, surrounded by a dozen Elders of the Heavenly Hall and several cunning mercenaries from the Xiao Clan. "Master, they will be annihilated in a heartbeat. Let me break through that formation!" Juanyi stepped forward, the silver aura surrounding her beginning to resonate with the space around them, ready to execute a long-range teleportation to provide instant aid. However, a firm, cold hand restrained her shoulder. Alex did not move; his sharp eyes studied the enemy formation with cold, calculated precision. "Don't be a fool, Juanyi. There are too many of them. If you go in now, you will only get yourself trapped in their war formation. They have been prepared for this from the start." Juanyi froze, though her hand remained tightly gripped around the hilt of her sword. "But if we just stand by, we are essentially betraying your
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SWUUUUUUNG! BZZZZZZT! The ten lights from the killing formation of the Hun Clan’s young members began to buzz violently. The sound roared, splitting the clouds and casting a dazzling, multicolored flash toward the main battlefield. From a distance, the visual explosion of energy looked grand, successfully recapturing the full attention of the besiegers. "Tsk! Are they completely brainless?!" "Just let them be... Our focus is to kill the three elders of the Hun Clan first, then we'll deal with the rest of them!" However, behind the curtain of the thundering light, the true energy manipulation had only just begun. "Juanyi, now!" Alex commanded, his voice as cold as ice amidst the howling wind of the valley. "Yes, Master!" Juanyi did not waste a single second. Taking a deep breath, the silver aura around his body exploded, interacting with the spatial laws around him. His hands moved at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, forming a series of intricate hand seals.SWUUUUUNG
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Thick smoke and dust from the continuous explosions spread, completely obscuring everyone’s vision. However, those first ten attacks did not cause any significant damage. Instead, it was the elders ensnared by Juanyi's "Soul-Binding Rope Formation" who began to thrash in panic. Those translucent, silver energy roots did not just lock down their physical movements; they actively drained the protective Body-Shielding Qi of their victims. "Damn it! What kind of energy is this?! Why can't I move my body?!" shouted one of the Heavenly Hall elders, his face flushing crimson against the pressure. "A diversion?! Who actually dares to ambush us?!" roared a Xiao Clan elder positioned at the front lines. Yet, there was no time for them to seek answers. WUUUUSH! Right above their heads, the multicolored curtain of light belonging to the young members of the Hun Clan was completely torn asunder. From within the wide, gaping rift in vertical space, Juanyi’s Universe-Destroying Sword Formati
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Hearing Alex’s stern and emphatic instructions, the three elders of the Hun Clan did not dare to utter a single word of protest. They immediately gestured to the ten younger members of the clan to move in a tight formation, ensuring no one would become separated during the journey. Wuuuush! Wuuuush! The blur of their moving figures continuously pierced through the thick fog and the valley's deathly aura, which was now slowly being eroded by the residual heat of the God-Slaying Lotus. Alex and Juanyi flew casually at the very rear, maintaining the highest level of vigilance in case reinforcements from the Heavenly Hall or the Xiao Clan caught wind of the battle. However, just as their feet were about to step onto the outer boundary of the Demon Valley... BZZZZZZZZT! The air in front of them suddenly vibrated violently. A circular spatial fluctuation appeared out of nowhere, emitting a blinding beam of silvery light. Not long after, a massive teleportation array manifested upon
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"If you want to know who he is... for now, let's just head back to where your clan is stationed," Juanyi added quickly, trying to mask the overwhelming embarrassment she felt in front of her childhood friend. Hearing Juanyi's invitation, the severely wounded eldest elder of the Hun Clan nodded in immediate agreement. He turned toward the line of elite elders who had just arrived with Princess Faiye. "Elders, prepare the spatial array at once. We must return to the Hun Clan's Minor World immediately, before the residual energy ripples from this Demon Valley draw any further attention from the Heavenly Hall!" "Understood, Elder!" Without wasting a single second, five elite elders of the Hun Clan stepped forward. They crossed their arms over their chests, channeling high-level pure Qi that flickered in silvery hues onto the ground below. BZZZZZZZT! CRACK! The space before the boundary of the Demon Valley cracked open once more, forming a massive and far more stable teleportation c
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Thud. Juanyi could no longer bear the crushing weight of the emotional pressure and his master's piercing gaze. Both of his knees slammed into the shattered, rocky ground, bowing so low that his head almost touched the earth. His shoulders trembled violently, and his clenched fists gripped the sharp gravel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Drip... Drip... The tears of regret that he had suppressed for thousands of years finally fell, wetting the dry earth beneath him. "Master... Forgive us... Please punish this useless final disciple of yours!" Juanyi’s voice shook violently, choked by a suffocating tightness in his chest. Alex did not answer. He remained standing still, letting the silence of the Demon Valley bear mute witness to his disciple's anguish. However, the ripples of Qi surrounding Alex's body gradually softened, shifting into a swirling aura filled with deep curiosity and profound concern. "Speak, Juanyi," Alex commanded, his tone softening as if granting J
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"We will look for the nearest major city or imperial center that possesses a vast information network," Alex said, his gaze piercing straight through the slowly churning fog of the Demon Valley."A place like that is the confluence of all information currents. Whether it's about the emergence of an ancient legacy, the birth of a rare new resource, or the political upheavals of great factions... every ripple in the Immortal World will surely resonate there first. Amidst that noise is where we will wait and filter out the information we need."Juanyi nodded in understanding, her eyes blinking tactically as her mind instantly mapped out the geography of the outer regions she had mastered."If that is what Master desires, about a few thousand li from the exit of this valley lies the border region of the Starry Sky Empire, which is controlled by the Sacred Bell Sect.""Good. That empire will be our first pawn," Alex replied, a faint, meaningful smile etching onto his face.Wuuuush!Without
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Hearing the words "mangy dog" spoken so calmly yet laden with such profound contempt, the atmosphere in the lobby of the Nine Clouds Inn instantly froze. Several rogue cultivators drinking in another corner immediately stopped what they were doing, holding their breath. They knew exactly who that bald youth was. Who else could it be but Zhao Kang, one of the core disciples of the Holy Bell Sect, notorious for his cruelty and lawlessness in the Starry Sky City. "Dammit! What did that bastard just say?!" BRAAAACK! A Holy Bell Sect disciple sitting next to Zhao Kang slammed his hand on the table, shattering the spiritual wine cups upon it into countless shards. His face flushed crimson with suppressed rage, feeling the sect's pride being trampled upon in public. Zhao Kang himself bolted upright, his twisted, lecherous smirk warping into a hideous distortion of pure fury. The cultivation aura of a four-star Early God realm exploded from his body, weighing heavily upon the air inside
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Hearing Auriel's words, silence immediately enveloped the courtyard of the jade palace within the Soul World. Olivia and Clara, who had initially been smiling warmly, now looked at Auriel with eyes full of deep empathy. They knew all too well how heavy a mental burden their sister had carried during her recovery. Alex gazed at Auriel’s wistful face. There was no anger or disappointment in the eyes of the former God Emperor. Instead, he stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and gently cupped Auriel’s cheeks with his warm palms. "Raise your head, Auriel," Alex said, his voice deep yet incredibly soothing. Auriel slowly raised her face, looking straight into Alex's eyes, which were as deep as the night ocean. "Listen closely," Alex said, his tone shifting into something flat yet absolute. "In the cultivator world, or this Immortal Realm, cruelty is not a sin—it is one of the best ways to survive and uphold your own justice. If you are weak, you will be oppressed. If yo
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Three streaks of soul projection in the form of small golden dragons shot out from Alex’s forehead, plunging directly into the ocean of medicinal liquid. BZZZZZZT! Obeying its creator's command, the golden ocean spun wildly, condensing at a speed that defied all logic. Billions of energy strands from the mountain of heaven-grade and divine-grade stones around them were forcefully sucked in, serving as fuel to perfect this condensation process. One hour... two hours... until finally, flashes of artificial tribulation lightning struck across the sky of the Soul World. CRACK! Three pillars of red-gold celestial light pierced through the cosmic mist. Floating at the center of these light pillars were three perfectly round, thumb-sized pills. These pills no longer contained any impurities; their surfaces were coated with nine lively, moving golden cloud patterns—the symbol of one hundred percent purity, the Perfect Divine Pill. They had almost reached the Celestial tier. Even more te