Re:Immortal

Back on the battlefield of Golden Immortals, a shocking scene played out, standing in the middle of the air was Leyla, her body caked in blood, a savage grin was on her face.

Her eyes darted left and right, trying to pick her next target, her whip slithered in her hands as if it was a snake. None dared come any closer to her as they left her alone.

The entire battlefield of the Golden Immortals was put on hold because of one person, the 'Hunters' starting numbers of thirty had dwindled to twenty-four, all had fallen by Leyla's hand.

Although she was on their side, the 'Hive' members still shuddered as they glanced at the little devil of the 'Underworld'. Her reputation as a ruthless savage cultivator preceded her yet they still felt as if it did not do her justice.

The six Golden immortals that fell by her hands all died in extremely gruesome ways, just recalling the scenes made shivers run down everyone's spine. They found themselves wondering how an innocent-looking little girl could be so fierce and brutal.

"Who's next?" She asked, her voice resounding in the now quiet battlefield.

"Oh come on~! I just barely got started!" She added as her eyes glanced at those present. None dared meet her gaze as they averted their eyes.

"How boring, so so so boring!" She shook her head, her crazed look settling down for a bit as she mumbled to herself.

"Ron would never fall by the likes of you..." No one seemed to hear what she said as they stared at her fearfully.

She then raised her eyes and glanced at the glowing 'Hunters' with a wide smile on her face and spoke. "Ron must be lonely in the nether realm, I'll send you to accompany him." She said, the smile never leaving her face caused the 'Hunters' to instinctively take a few steps back.

"Be careful!"

"She's coming!"

"Watch her whip and guard each other's backs!"

"It's only one brat what are you all afraid of!"

"Ready or not here I come~!" She called out, her body disappearing from its place as she closed in on another 'Hunter', her whip shot forward with undeniable precision and coiled against the 'Hunter' before he could register what happened.

Seeing her made her move, the rest of the 'Hunters' steeled their resolve as they rushed forward to meet her. With a flick of her whip, the bound glowing figure was thrown towards his companion's ranks, his body already crushed by Leyla's whip.

"Seven." She spoke softly as another Golden Inmortal died. Hearing that, the surviving 'Hunters' felt their scalp turn numb with fear.

By the time their dead companion's body reach them, the group parted in two sides to avoid it yet Leyla was right behind, her whip shooting forward once more like a sentient snake.

Seeing one little girl holding out against an entire group of 'Hunters' stimulated the 'Hive's' fighting spirit as they roared and followed her lead.

"Follow the Little devil!"

"Follow the little devil!"

"Aren't you ashamed to let a little girl get all the credit!?"

"Fight!"

With their fighting spirit ignited, the two sides clashed once again, the sound of their battle reaching all the way until the ears of the mortal cultivators below who watched the apocalyptic scene with dropped jaws.

All across the mortal plane, shooting stars descended from the heavens and collided with the continental defensive formation, as the stars fell the giant array would shine brightly before allowing them to fall into the ground creating massive crevices and ravines across the lands.

Once the stars reached the ground, their true appearance became clear. It was celestial corpses! In the aftermath of the war above in the heavenly realm, various corpses of celestials fell down and crashed into the mortal plane.

Since the celestials were already dead when they fell, their bodies managed to pass through the formation harmlessly. Faced with such a sight, the mortal world was once again plunged into chaos, it truly seemed as if it was the end of the world with Immortals falling from the sky.

Back in the Bai clan's holy mountain, a disciple rushed towards the peak with a flustered expression, he arrived and saw the elders sitting down cross-legged with the patriarch at the front all channeling their energy to keep their part of the formation stable.

The shockwaves of the heavenly war battered against the mortal plane relentlessly forcing them to focus all of their attention on the formation, although they had sensed the various stars falling, they did not pay them much heed when they saw that they merely passed harmlessly through the giant array.

"I pay my respects to the patriarch!" Called out the disciple as he bowed towards the patriarch before continuing.

"I pay my respects to the elders." He followed.

None of the elders nor the patriarch bothered to reply as they waited for the disciple to continue with his report.

"B-Big news! The shooting stars are corpses of fallen celestials!" Urgently yelled the disciple, his head still bowed as he spoke.

Hearing that, the patriarch's body shuddered, the formation above flickering for a moment before it regained its stability, the elders barely contained their shock as they continued to channel their energy towards their patriarch.

After what seemed like ages, the patriarch finally spoke. "What about the other holy lands?"

"In reply to your question patriarch, none of the holy lands had made their move yet." The disciple seemed to hesitate on some matter before the patriarch spoke.

"Speak, what is it?" He asked.

The disciple lowered his head even further as he spoke, "Some of the minor sects and clans have made their move in an attempt to secure the celestial corpses."

"Impudent!" Growled the patriarch, his anger rising caused the formation to glow brighter once more before he regained his composer.

"No matter, since neither the Void sect nor the Sword mount sect is making any moves, we will stand by and focus on the formation, as for those who were blinded by their greed and dared neglect their duties, hmph! We will take care of them when things settle down. For now, keep an eye on the other holy lands and report if they make any move."

"Yes, patriarch!" The disciple nodded vigorously before he rushed down the mountain.