Chapter 1250: Plotting Yinluo

**Volume 5: A Name That Shakes the Region**

The black streak was naturally the Demon Marrow Flying Dagger! While this flying dagger was incredibly potent and adept at concealment, its sudden emergence from thin air at such close range would always leave some trace, especially for Grand Cultivators whose spiritual senses had reached an astonishing level. Therefore, Han Li first used the Soul-Stirring Thorn to strike the opponent's mind, causing intense pain and forcing their divine sense to instinctively withdraw into their body. This allowed Han Li to manifest the Demon Marrow Flying Dagger from behind, seize the opportunity to fly it to the opponent's neck, and quietly cleave off their head with a single strike.

It can be said that victory was decided in that fleeting moment. Otherwise, even if Han Li had other means to defeat the opponent, it would not have been a quick task; it would likely have required considerable effort. Truth be told, the opponent was overly confident in their battle armor, never anticipating that Han Li possessed something like the Demon Marrow Flying Dagger, which treated demonic energy as if it were nothing. The demonic energy-condensed armor proved utterly useless, failing to buy them any time, and Han Li succeeded with a single blow.

However, just as the Yin Luo Sect Master was decapitated, Han Li, who had been motionless, flapped his twin wings, transforming into a green arc that vanished into thin air. The next moment, Han Li's figure reappeared above the headless corpse. But at that very moment, the corpse suddenly swelled grotesquely, followed by a huge explosion. A cloud of blood mist scattered in all directions, with most of it rushing directly towards the newly appeared Han Li.

Han Li was genuinely startled. Without hesitation, he raised both hands. Thunder roared! Two thick golden arcs shot out, briefly interwoven to form a sparkling golden net that surged back towards the blood cloud. While that blood cloud was indeed a sinister secret art that transformed a cultivator's flesh and blood into an attack, it was precisely countered by the Evil-Dispelling Divine Thunder. The moment they met, the seemingly formidable blood cloud immediately dispersed and vanished under the shimmering golden light.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a small, jet-black figure, enveloped by a wisp of blood cloud, had already flown away. This small figure was naturally the Yin Luo Sect Master's Nascent Soul. In just an instant, it had teleported thirty zhang away, only then openly employing its teleportation ability. After two consecutive flashes, it again teleported several tens of zhang, carrying the blood cloud with it. This put it over a hundred zhang away from Han Li, seemingly on the verge of escape.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression darkened. He let out a sudden cold laugh, and thunder roared from behind him. Thick arcs of green and white lightning simultaneously appeared on his twin wings, followed by lightning orbs forming in the air behind him, swirling around the pair of feathered wings. With a shake of his Wind-Thunder Wings, the lightning orbs all burst apart, and the green and white electric arcs instantly surged into his wings. Amidst the astonishing roar of thunder, Han Li transformed into an arc of lightning and shot out, vanishing with another flicker.

After just one breath, the electric arc reappeared thirty zhang away, then vanished again amidst another peal of thunder. The next instant, it appeared several tens of zhang further, about to catch up to the fleeing Nascent Soul. The Yin Luo Sect Master, looking back from within the blood cloud, saw the marvel of Han Li's Wind-Thunder Evasion and was immediately terrified. A chill ran through its heart. It no longer cared about conserving its primordial energy. Forming hand seals, the Nascent Soul transformed into a streak of blood-light and vanished on the spot, intending to escape by repeatedly using spatial displacement.

At this moment, Han Li had just reappeared forty zhang behind. Seeing the situation ahead, he couldn't help but let out a soft snort. A thin blood-red mark appeared between his brows, and then with a flash of black light, a jet-black eye quietly emerged. It was precisely Han Li's World-Breaking Demonic Eye, which he had been cultivating within his body. The moment the eye appeared, a black glow immediately flashed in its pupil, and a streak of dark light shot out, vanishing into the void in front of him without a trace.

But immediately, a muffled thunder-like explosion echoed from ahead. Then, with a flash of black light, the Nascent Soul stumbled out of thin air, as if its spatial displacement technique had been interrupted halfway through and it had been forcibly ejected from the void. However, the Nascent Soul's face was filled with panic; it seemed unable to believe that Han Li genuinely had a way to disrupt its teleportation ability! Its face flushed and paled in turns. Suddenly, it gritted its teeth, formed another hand seal, and vanished again.

Han Li's brows furrowed, and his expression turned completely grim. After his demonic eye between his brows emitted another beam of dark light, he flapped his twin wings, also transforming into an arc of lightning and disappearing. Thus, when the Nascent Soul was again forced out of the void by the dark light, Han Li's figure reappeared a dozen zhang behind it. The Nascent Soul was greatly alarmed at this sight. It raised a hand, and several green threads shot out, targeting Han Li. Han Li likewise raised a hand and flicked it, sending out several fiery threads. The moment they met, crackling sounds of explosions erupted, and the green threads revealed their true forms: several green flying needles as fine as silk.

Taking this opportunity, the Nascent Soul ignited its escape light, intending to flee again. However, this time, Han Li, who was already prepared, expressionlessly flicked his sleeve. A golden streak shot out like lightning, vanishing instantly without a trace. The next moment, a faint crackling sound came from ahead, and the Yin Luo Sect Master screamed, suddenly clutching its chest. A golden miniature sword, several inches long, was prominently embedded there; it hadn't pierced through its body but had only penetrated halfway. However, the electric arcs bouncing off the miniature sword struck the Nascent Soul squarely.

The cultivation art primarily practiced by this Yin Luo Sect Master was clearly a type of ancient demonic art. After being directly struck by the golden arcs, its body flickered with black light, and the Nascent Soul displayed signs of painful disintegration. Han Li's eyes flashed, and his figure flickered, appearing like a phantom directly above the Nascent Soul. Without a word, he rubbed his hands together, and another golden arc, as thick as a bowl, appeared between his palms, emitting a startling roar.

"Fellow Daoist, wait! I have something to say!" The Nascent Soul below turned ashen at this sight and suddenly cried out.

"Han has no interest in listening," Han Li said, but it was as if he hadn't heard anything. His hand movements didn't stop. With a single raise of his hand, the golden arc transformed into a colossal golden python that lunged downwards.

The Yin Luo Sect Master was both startled and afraid! Although its Nascent Soul body was already severely wounded, it naturally wouldn't simply wait for death. Immediately, a spiritual light flashed around it, and it was about to unleash another secret art, intending to fight to the death. But at this moment, suddenly, several zhang away on the other side of the Nascent Soul, a cluster of ethereal threads shot out strangely from thin air. Catching the unprepared Nascent Soul off guard, they tightly entangled it. Green light shimmered at the other end of the ethereal threads, and a small cauldron silently appeared. It was precisely the Heavenly Void Cauldron!

The Grand Cultivator was greatly alarmed. As it was bound by these ethereal threads, the magic power within its body inexplicably stagnated and became unresponsive, causing its heart to sink. Seeing no escape, the golden python arrived directly above its head, opening its massive maw, about to swallow it whole. The Nascent Soul's face turned ashen with despair.

Just as it resigned itself to death, the next moment, the Nascent Soul was surprisingly unharmed. Instead, a massive explosion erupted behind it. It couldn't help but open its eyes in astonishment, but its heart skipped a beat. Because Han Li had, at some unknown point, materialized directly in front of it, just inches away, observing it calmly.

"You..." As the Yin Luo Sect Master's heart stirred and it tried to speak, Han Li expressionlessly flicked his finger. Several silver streaks shot out, each embedding itself into the Nascent Soul's body.

"Oh no!" The Yin Luo Sect Master naturally knew something was wrong, but before it could form any other thoughts, its vision went dark, and it fell unconscious.

Han Li, with a flick of his hand, revealed several restriction talismans. With a sweep of his sleeve, he plastered them all over the unconscious Nascent Soul, then pointed at the small cauldron in the air. Immediately, a clear chime echoed from the Heavenly Void Cauldron. The ethereal threads swept back, indeed pulling the Nascent Soul into the cauldron. Only then did Han Li's expression relax. He glanced towards the Five Devils and Three Corpses on the other side.

At this moment, the Five Devils, utilizing the power of the Extreme Cold Flames, had similarly trapped the Three Corpses tightly. As he looked, the Five Devils simultaneously rolled, transforming into ghost heads, then with a howl, they all surged into the five-colored sea of flames, directly pouncing on the incredibly slow Three Corpses. Han Li smiled slightly. After collecting all the treasures in the air, regardless of whether they belonged to him or the enemy, he waved at the humanoid puppet. Then, carrying the small cauldron in one hand, he descended towards a secluded mountain peak below. The humanoid puppet's figure flickered, then it woodenly followed him down.

Just as the Five Devils gained a significant advantage, Han Li's figure reappeared, slowly flying up from the mountain. Only, the Heavenly Void Cauldron was no longer in his hand. He looked at the Five Devils, who had devoured most of their opponents, and remained silent. He simply watched the Five Devils' final struggle quietly, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Are you truly resolved to challenge the Yin Luo Sect alone?" a childlike voice slowly drifted over.

"It's not really a challenge for me," Han Li calmly replied. "From the information I gathered through soul-searching this Grand Sect Master, as long as I avoid a few particularly potent restrictions, the Yin Luo Sect poses no significant danger to me. Furthermore, it seems only five or six elders are currently stationed within the Yin Luo Sect's main gate; the others have gone out to deal with hostile forces. This is precisely an opportunity to eliminate the elders in the main headquarters first, then deal with those who are away one by one. Although soul-searching hasn't given me the exact whereabouts of the other Yin Luo Sect elders, I do have a general idea of their locations. This will prevent the remaining Yin Luo Sect cultivators from joining forces against me."

"It's best that Fellow Daoist Han is so confident. However, Fellow Daoist, do you merely intend to obtain enough banner flags and then leave, or do you genuinely harbor the thought of dismantling the Yin Luo Sect?" the childlike voice asked, changing the subject.

Han Li pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then after a while, he sneered and said, "What I think in my heart is meaningless! Without a Grand Cultivator in charge, and with another six or seven Nascent Soul-stage elders gone, Fellow Daoist Tian Xie, do you believe the Yin Luo Sect can maintain its position among the Ten Great Sects? I fear that at that point, other sects looking to kick them while they're down, and past enemies, will proactively seek them out. Why would I need to exert any more effort?"