What Is the Reason

With a crack, the three sword lights, still several yards away from Wang Li, collided with a thin ice wall that suddenly appeared.

The power of this ice wall wasn't enough to contend with the three sword lights, but the unique icy Vital Energy within it caused the sword lights to slow down abruptly as they shattered it.

Wang Li's figure instantly darted to the left like a swimming fish.

Splat!

But the three sword lights didn't miss their target because of this. With a rapid explosion, the three sword lights bizarrely detonated, transforming into dozens of black flying needles that struck Wang Li's figure like a torrential downpour.

Wang Li's figure twisted, appearing to be pierced by the black flying needles. However, after twisting, no blood flowed out. Instead, like a leaky raft, small streams of air gushed out, and his figure dissolved into scattered streams of air amidst the distortion.

His true body reappeared in the original spot.

This eerie gray-robed cultivator was indeed no different from a True Person. Both he and Wang Li wore solemn expressions.

Wang Li furrowed his brow deeply.

Clearly, this gray-robed cultivator was more troublesome than he had imagined.

Such spell techniques with multiple transformations were inherently difficult to control. Taking the Profound Heaven Sect as an example, there were absolutely no more than three Qi Refining stage cultivators who could control such techniques to the extent this gray-robed cultivator was demonstrating.

Moreover, Wang Li was certain that even those three individuals couldn't achieve this level when they were at the Sixth Level of Qi Refining.

At the same time, the gray-robed cultivator also found Wang Li difficult to deal with.

He intuitively felt that Wang Li seemed to have used several methods to cause his final misjudgment. The speed of casting these methods and the exquisite coordination were astonishing. Furthermore, he vaguely sensed that the opponent's consumption of True Essence was also much less than his own.

For many cultivators, the difference in True Essence consumption was often overlooked, but for him, a cultivator who had grown through combat, this was the most crucial factor that could not be ignored.

This was the key to sustained combat and survival in a major battle.

"Why don't we just sit down and talk?" Wang Li suddenly said. "I don't even know who you are, why do we have to fight to the death?"

He had actually wanted to try asking this the last time he encountered such a gray-robed cultivator.

But last time, when he was advancing from the Fourth Level of Qi Refining to the Fifth Level of Qi Refining, the gray-robed cultivator he encountered, although a female cultivator, fought with a purely life-or-death offensive style. She cast spells like a storm, without any pause, leaving him no time to breathe, and no opportunity to ask.

He felt that although these gray-robed cultivators had damaged bodies and terrifying appearances, their demeanor and actions were too much like True Persons.

He even suspected that under the manipulation of the Heavenly Dao laws, even though he was undergoing tribulation, perhaps he was also within someone else's tribulation.

After all, the Cultivation World was vast. Just Lesser Jade Continent alone had countless strange and peculiar cultivators. Who knew how many such cultivators existed in the entire Cultivation World? Perhaps when he himself was undergoing tribulation, somewhere in another continent, a cultivator was also undergoing tribulation, and he might have inadvertently become a bizarre gray-robed cultivator within someone else's Dao Palace.

It wasn't impossible for the Heavenly Dao laws to make cultivators kill each other during tribulation.

"Swish!"

A terrifying killing intent suddenly erupted.

Wang Li clearly saw that the gray-robed cultivator opposite him raised his head abruptly upon hearing his question and then opened his mouth to speak. In his ear canals, several indistinct musical notes seemed to drift from a great distance.

It was evident that the gray-robed cultivator seemed to have heard his question and was responding.

But for some reason, the gray-robed cultivator's voice was strange, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

At the same time, the gray-robed cultivator attacked him with extreme determination.

Previously, the gray-robed cultivator had given him a feeling of extreme caution, and even his initial attack had merely been a probe. But now, the gray-robed cultivator seemed to have transformed into a furiously erupting volcano.

A gray Dao diagram suddenly unfurled before the gray-robed cultivator.

The surging power that erupted from the gray Dao diagram swept through the entire Dao Hall like a massive wave.

Boom!

More than ten different lights flashed before Wang Li, but his body was still directly sent flying, smashing heavily against the black wall of the Dao Palace behind him.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood mist sprayed from his mouth.

For the first time, Wang Li felt like he was about to be directly blasted out of his own Dao Palace.

But the more this happened, the more he felt that his impact had turned this Dao Palace into something substantial, incredibly hard, and exceptionally cold.

The gray-robed cultivator's attack had clearly gained the upper hand, but he showed no hesitation. He raised his left hand.

His left arm was clearly severed at the elbow, yet as he raised his left hand, a unique aura flowed through the air, as if an invisible but real hand had landed on his own chest.

Chii!

The garment on the gray-robed cultivator's chest tore open.

A crack appeared in his heart meridian.

A large amount of thick, gray Vital Energy gushed out.

If the color were bright red instead of gray, what would have fallen into Wang Li's sight now would have been fresh blood.

Through this crack, Wang Li saw the gray-robed cultivator's heart meridian explode.

Countless gray lights surged out from the shattered heart meridian, transforming into countless gray butterflies!

The countless gray butterflies surged like a waterfall, completely obscuring the gray-robed cultivator's body!

Wang Li let out a fierce roar. His ten fingers moved rapidly, and inch-long dark gold sword light continuously emerged from his fingertips. These sword lights instantly formed an incredibly dense sword net before him, shredding all the swarming gray butterflies.

The fine sword light almost filled the space before him, directly advancing towards the gray-robed cultivator.

Bang!

His body shook violently once more.

Although his Profound Heaven Sword Qi had not missed a single gray butterfly that flew towards him, the moment he shattered them all, countless threads of power directly attacking his spiritual sense had already penetrated his Sea of Consciousness, like countless black needles piercing directly into his mind.

His body slammed hard against the black wall of the Dao Palace once again. This time, however, instead of hitting an iron wall, he was propelled out of the Dao Palace by a powerful force.

His soul and consciousness instantly rejoined his physical body.

Crack!

He fell heavily onto the formation disk, writhing in pain like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.

His hands involuntarily clutched his head, his fingernails even digging into his scalp. Even so, the pain from his flesh and blood was still no match for the lingering agony in his spiritual sense.

It felt as if countless steel needles were still embedded in his entire body, and many unseen hands were tearing at his spiritual sense.

It took a full several breaths before he truly inhaled his first breath of fresh air, letting out a howl like a wounded beast.

As a large amount of fresh Vital Energy spread through his chest and abdomen, a cool sensation filled his entire body. His body stopped twisting in pain and slowly calmed down.

That cool energy came from the medicinal power of the Purity Returning Spirit Pill, which had finally dissipated.

This pill, known as Cosmos Grade on the Lesser Jade Continent and a fifth-grade spirit pill in the black-clothed female cultivator's words, a pill that could even strengthen the spiritual sense of a Golden Core cultivator, had been completely refined by him in such a short time.

Wang Li broke out in a cold sweat.

This battle had been shorter than any previous one, but it had left him more shaken than any of them.

This gray-robed cultivator had employed a suicidal fighting style, aiming for mutual destruction.

Before this, he could sense that each gray-robed cultivator had a will to survive.

It seemed these gray-robed cultivators had not realized they were like monstrous remnants in Wang Li's eyes.

They themselves seemed to be merely engrossed in the battle, viewing Wang Li as an opponent they had to defeat.

This made him wonder if, under the manipulation of the Heavenly Dao laws, the one opposite him was also a living cultivator undergoing tribulation.

Why did this cultivator today want to perish together with him?

What was the reason?

Was it just because of his two questions?

He had merely suggested sitting down and talking.

And that provoked him to the point of wanting to die together?

What a lunatic!