Everyone Is Cultivating Supernatural Powers, Why Am I The Only One Cultivating Immortality?

Jiang Li's white arm slowly withdrew from the chest of the human-faced lion vulture.

The massive body of the lion vulture lost its support and crashed to the ground like a small mountain, raising a cloud of dust.

The sacred beast of the Black Grass Tribe, the human-faced lion vulture, was thus dead!

...

Up to this moment, the onlookers still hadn't recovered from their shock.

The eyes of the Black Grass Tribe people slowly changed from astonishment to horror...

"A sacred beast comparable to the Second Layer of King Level... is dead?"

"Our Black Grass Tribe's totem is destroyed..."

"It's over... everything is over..."

Despair filled the faces of everyone.

The human-faced lion vulture was their tribe's totem and their belief. Just now, they witnessed the collapse of their faith with their own eyes...

Not to mention the death of the sacred beast, what could they use to resist someone as powerful as Jiang Li?

In contrast to the despair of the Black Grass Tribe, the warriors of the Tamer Tribe who had come to the scene erupted into deafening cheers that echoed throughout the battlefield.

Originally, when the human-faced lion vulture defeated Bolan and the others, they had already despaired. They never expected the situation to turn around, with Jiang Li boldly defeating the Black Grass Tribe's sacred beast in a crushing manner. How could they not cheer and be excited!

Countless gazes turned towards Jiang Li with admiration and longing.

Their Tamer Tribe's Saintess, Lin Mo'er, was already stunning, but compared to this young man with the aura of a god, she was like a firefly next to the moon.

The blow that pierced the chest made their blood boil.

This was truly a genius!

"Kill!!!"

"Charge!!!"

With each shout, the Tamer Tribe warriors, as if injected with chicken blood, launched frenzied attacks on the Black Grass Tribe people around them.

The Black Grass Tribe people, immersed in the blow of the sacred beast's death and having sacrificed their blood and spiritual power earlier, could not even exert half of their strength, let alone be opponents.

For a while, the Black Grass Tribe people were slaughtered, suffering heavy casualties.

At this point in the battle, even if Jiang Li hadn't intervened, the outcome was already clear.

As the battle reached a fever pitch, a scream pierced the sky.

Taking advantage of a mistake made by Lin Tianheng during the battle, the guardian, seizing the opportunity, directly struck him with a thunderous dragon!

Amidst the screams, Lin Tianheng was charred all over, convulsing as he fell from the sky.

The Black Grass Tribe only had three King Level forces, and now two had been lost. Continuing the battle would only lead to complete annihilation.

Thinking quickly, Black Scorpion, a veteran King Level, evaded the attacks from the guardian while using his spiritual power to spread his voice throughout the battlefield:

"I'll remember this grudge. All Black Grass Tribe people, retreat!"

As a seasoned King Level, even if he couldn't defeat the guardian, escaping from the battlefield was a breeze.

However, the remaining Black Grass Tribe people were not so fortunate. They were continuously attacked as they fled, and in the end, only a few dozen managed to escape the battlefield.

Black Scorpion's heart bled. These were the elite warriors of their Black Grass Tribe, and now only a few remained.

From now on, even if the Black Grass Tribe was not annihilated, they would only become a second-rate power on the Cui Lin Star.

All of this was because of that kid!

Before leaving, Black Scorpion glared at Jiang Li with intense resentment. He vowed to avenge this grudge one day!

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As the Black Grass Tribe people left the Tamer Tribe's territory, a tsunami of cheers erupted throughout the scene:

"We won, we are victorious!"

"We have defeated the Black Grass Tribe!"

"Long live the Tamer Tribe!!!"

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On the battlefield, the Tamer Tribe warriors wept with joy, embracing each other. The feeling of regaining their homeland was so overwhelming that even the tough men couldn't help but shed tears.

"Thank you, young hero, for your help!"

The second elder of the Tamer Tribe, with tears streaming down his face, knelt before Jiang Li, deeply bowing.

He understood that if it weren't for Jiang Li's presence, the outcome of today's battle would have been completely different. Perhaps not a single person present would have survived.

And all of this was thanks to the young hero before him.

Jiang Li smiled faintly, using his spiritual power to help the second elder stand up, saying:

"Elder, you are too kind. I was also invited by your esteemed Saintess Lin Mo'er. Since I am here, I should do my best."

Jiang Li's tone was neither condescending nor arrogant due to his strength, nor did he look down on the Tamer Tribe. He was neither humble nor overbearing, displaying a graceful demeanor.

This made the second elder admire him even more. He was truly a noble gentleman.

In contrast, when Blue Soldier and the Green-skinned man spoke, they always had an air of superiority, even though they didn't show it deliberately. However, that genuine contempt from the bottom of their hearts was unmistakable.

On the other hand, the strongest Jiang Li was the most modest, which made the second elder couldn't help but feel that there were very few young men like him in the world.

"Mo'er, come here."

The second elder called out to Lin Mo'er not far away.

Due to her lack of strength, Lin Mo'er had not participated in high-level battles and had not been injured. At this moment, she floated over in a green dress.

"Young hero, go with Mo'er to rest for a while. I will take care of things here and then properly host you, how about that?"

Although they had driven away the Black Grass Tribe, the territory had suffered significant damage from the battle, and the remaining tribe members were still waiting for news in the caves.

As the current highest leader of the Tamer Tribe, the second elder had too much to do.

Jiang Li understood and simply nodded, saying:

"I will follow the elder's arrangements."

"Please come with me, Jiang gege." When Lin Mo'er looked at Jiang Li, a blush flashed across her cheeks.

As the saying goes, heroes love beautiful women, and naturally, beautiful women also love heroes.

The scene of Jiang Li single-handedly defeating the human-faced lion vulture had left a deep impression on Lin Mo'er's girlish heart.

So much so that whenever she looked at Jiang Li, Lin Mo'er always felt her face heating up and couldn't even speak...

Not far away, Blue Soldier and the others were led by other Tamer Tribe members to rest and recuperate.

Seeing Jiang Li walking away with Lin Mo'er, the Green-skinned man's forehead bulged with veins.

Especially when he saw the blush on Lin Mo'er's face, a surge of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Alright, alright... Jiang, don't blame me. You forced me to do this!"