Re:Immortal

"Was there a need to inform the entire mortal plane?" Asked Addi as he glanced at Omis who was hovering cross-legged in mid-air in the middle of the village square, countless cultivators glanced at him in respect and awe. His closed eyes slowly opened.

A smile made its way unto his face before he spoke. "We don't know how bad things could get, letting them know in advance is the least thing we can do for them."

Still unconvinced, Addi spoke. "I think you just wanted an excuse to use that ability of yours." He said with a shake of his head. The ability he referred to was one unique to Omis that came with his title of Immortal mentor, it allowed him to summon a projection of himself using all of his sculptures.

Omis didn't confirm not deny Addi's claim, as he simply retained his smile. "Where is Dina?" He suddenly asked.

"The alchemist? Last I heard she was deep within the main hall." Answered Addi as he pointed at the large hall on the other side of the village.

"She's not joining?" Asked Omis.

"No, she'll stay behind and hold the fort." Replied Addi with a shake of his head.

"That makes sense, her overall strength isn't that high so she won't be of much help in battle." Nodded Omis in understanding.

"I heard that Tizzy ordered a swordsman named..."

Before Addi could continue trying to recall his name, Omis interrupted him.

"Mace."

"Ah yes, Mace. You met him before?" Asked Addi in curiosity.

"Yes, an interesting fellow." Said Omis as he recalled the drunken swordsman he met back in Dina's pagoda.

The duo's conversation was put on hold as Lu Lu made her way towards them, uncle Tizzy says that all preparations for them to move are complete. Leyla also joined them, a dangerous glint flashing through her eyes.

"Finally," she muttered under her breath, her expression dangerous.

Seeing that Addi was the one to speak. "Calm your self brat, anyone could sense your bloodlust from miles away." He said disapprovingly.

"Good, cause i'll be sure to rip them apart into pieces and enjoy playing with their souls." She replied coldly.

Omis merely shook his head, before he moved towards the entrance where Tizzy's small army could bee seen gathered. "Let's go." He spoke, the rest following swiftly after him.

Tizzy was standing at the entrance of the village, behind him were the surviving cultivators that were to follow him into war, together they formed a giant formation with him at the helm the two 'Orignal' Immortal venerables alongside the five Golden Immortals stood at the sides forming a large triangle while the fifty Profound Immortal were protected in the middle provided their support.

Seeing the formation, Omis whistled in admiration, their current positions were merely in preparation, the real formation was yet to be activated, once it was activated, a giant golem would appear using the cultivation base of the various cultivators present acting as its body and, Tizzy as its head who would take control of it causing his strength to soar.

Silas soon joined them as well with his hands behind his back, he exuded a refined scholarly aura as he approached. He on the other hand was alone which was understandable since he was the only ascended cultivator throughout his entire sect.

Seeing that everyone was here, Tizzy gave them a quick nod before speaking. "We stick to the plan, only engage if the odds are favorable. Stick close to one another and most importantly, do not throw your life away!"

His short speech was welcomed with a round of cheers from the soldiers and a nod from Omis and the rest. The group then took to the air and swiftly made their way towards the mountain where Omis and the group had used to get into the heavenly realm.

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It did not take long before the entire group of cultivators found themselves standing in front of the teleportation formation, everyone turned to glance at Silas who was the most knowledgeable one in arrays.

Not saying anything, he moved towards the edge of the formation and sat down cross-legged, a familiar large book suddenly appeared floating in front of him as he began his work, none daring to speak as they watched on with bated breath. Omis, Leyla, Lu Lu, and Addi were already familiar with Silas's methods so they were calmer as they circulated their cultivation base and waited patiently.

Soon, the dusty formation began to once again lit up, as the rubble and debris that were littered all across swiftly disappeared. Silas stood up as he staggered before regaining his footing, a few beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

"Shall we?" He asked as he turned to face the group.

"Men, let's move!" Ordered Tizzy, Omis, and the rest following right behind him.

Not long after the group found themselves back within the heavenly realm, dark red skies littered with black ominous void tears greeted them, some of the native cultivators who had never been to the heavenly before and only heard the stories had their mouths opened wide in wonder as they observed everything in curiosity.

"Let's go!" Ordered Tizzy. The group quickly followed the map towards the Gate of the heavens which was the closet, and where the Profound Immortals and bellow were engaged in their battle.

They did not make their move immediately but chose to stand a distance away as they used their divine senses to observe the battle.

Omis was the first one to speak. "It seems like they are evenly matched." The battle was brutal with hundreds of cultivators from both sides clashing against one another, countless divine spells flew overhead as weapons clashed, a faint red fog seemed to cover the entire battlefield, a testimony to the amount of blood that had been shed.

"Should we make our move?" Asked Lu Lu.

"All of them are merely lower-level cultivators we don't need to get involved." Answered Addi with a shake of his head.

"Why not? Let's just wipe them all out and move on to the next ones!" Said Leyla, who seemed to have a harder time controlling her temper.

"Since they are evenly matched, it's best to not intervene, it's in our favor if both sides are severely weakened, let them fight it out amongst themselves. Our targets are the glowing bastards." Said Omis, they were still not completely sure about the stance of the 'Hive' in this entire matter, the safest course of action was to let both factions weaken themselves further before they made their move.