Chapter 1251: Lei Zhenzi and the Immortal-Destroying Pearl

**Volume 7: Traversing the Human Realm**

"You have a point there. Since the Yin Luo Sect is a major demonic sect, it must have countless envious rivals and enemies. Otherwise, its sect leader wouldn't be here," the young boy agreed with a smile.

Han Li faintly smiled. With a flip of his hand, a dark, spherical object appeared in his palm.

Gazing at the object, he fell silent in contemplation…

After only a moment, he suddenly patted his storage pouch, and a wooden box, neither metallic nor entirely wooden, was retrieved.

With a gentle blow, the lid opened on its own.

Inside, another somewhat similar fiery-red sphere was revealed, adorned with several restriction talismans. This was the treasure Han Li had seized from the grey-robed monk named Mojiu in the Profound Jade Cave of the Minor Polar Palace.

Han Li placed the black sphere beside the red one in the wooden box and examined them carefully. At first glance, the black sphere appeared dull and unremarkable. However, upon closer inspection, greyish-white profound runes could be faintly discerned on its surface. Furthermore, with a spiritual sense penetration, one could see turbulent masses of dark mist within the sphere, seemingly containing an exceptionally terrifying and pure demonic energy.

Han Li observed it for a while before his gaze shifted from the black sphere to the crimson one, which likewise contained incredibly potent fire spiritual energy.

He stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

"I didn't expect that someone in this Human Realm, even in ancient times, could forge a Lightning Tremor Orb. I wonder if this forging method was independently developed by your ancient cultivators or secretly taught by someone from the Spirit Realm. If it's the former, that's fine. But if it's the latter, that person must have malicious intentions," the young boy's long sigh echoed in Han Li's ears.

"A Lightning Tremor Orb? This item is from the Spirit Realm? But after I performed soul-searching, that person seemed to call it a 'Deity-Slaying Bead.' Its power seems immense; even a Soul Transformation cultivator struck by this bead wouldn't be able to retreat unscathed," Han Li said, surprised.

"The appearance is slightly different, but it is indeed a Lightning Tremor Orb. However, the two in your possession are too crude; they should be considered defective products among Lightning Tremor Orbs. As for 'Deity-Slaying Bead,' that name is quite fitting for the Human Realm," the young boy affirmed without hesitation.

"Is this a magic tool used by Spirit Realm cultivators?" Han Li asked, his brow furrowed.

"Cultivators can certainly use this item, but its original purpose was to be used by mortals. Later, it circulated among cultivators. It's one of the few high-powered treasures in the Spirit Realm that mortals can wield without any spiritual power. However, because it's difficult to refine and its power is quite excessive, few cultivators bothered to make them. The refining method is also known to very few people. At least, I don't know it," the young boy explained.

"Mortals can also wield it? Why would Spirit Realm cultivators forge such an item?" Han Li instantly sensed something amiss and couldn't help but feel curious.

"The reasons are difficult to elaborate on now, but once you truly ascend to the Spirit Realm, you will naturally understand the full story," the young boy paused, speaking vaguely.

Although Han Li was surprised, since this matter concerned the Spirit Realm, it wasn't directly relevant to his current situation. He immediately stopped questioning, closed the wooden box, and carefully put away the two spheres.

Having these two powerful treasures in his possession was naturally a good thing. Perhaps he would have a chance to use them in the future.

At this moment, the demonic heads formed by the Five Fiends in the distance had pounced on the three Corpse Refinements, pinning them to the ground. Even the Corpse Refinement at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, whose movements had become incredibly slow, was powerless to resist. It could only be bitten by the Five Fiends, who voraciously sucked in the pure corpse energy from its body.

Witnessing this scene, Han Li naturally knew that the three Corpse Refinements couldn't escape their fate of being devoured. His mind raced as he began to meticulously plan how to infiltrate the Yin Luo Sect. With his current abilities, as long as he knew the locations of the various restrictions within the Yin Luo Sect's mountain gate, infiltrating it would be almost effortless.

Six months later, the entire Great Jin Dynasty was in an uproar!

Within a mere six months, seven or eight Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yin Luo Sect, including the sect leader, mysteriously disappeared one after another. Their soul lamps, hidden in the sect's secret sanctum, had all extinguished, clearly indicating that these Nascent Soul cultivators had perished.

Even more bizarre was that, while some of the eliminated Yin Luo Sect cultivators vanished outside the sect, more of them disappeared silently within the sect's own mountain gate. It was as if an invisible enemy had infiltrated the sect and systematically attacked its elder-level figures.

Although the high-ranking members of the Yin Luo Sect began searching everywhere within the sect and activated all their restrictions after the first elder was killed, it had no effect. Elders continued to meet with mishaps one after another. This made the Yin Luo Sect's leadership feel insecure, and eventually, several elders had to reside in the same room, never leaving each other's sight, which finally prevented the situation from worsening. However, at that very moment, other elders who were on missions outside the sect inexplicably began to suffer misfortunes. This left the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators of the Yin Luo Sect both terrified and helpless.

Within just half a year, nearly half of the Yin Luo Sect's Nascent Soul elders were lost; almost every month, one Nascent Soul cultivator perished. Coupled with the disappearance of the Yin Luo Sect Leader, the sect's overall strength was diminished by more than half. However, once all the elders were recalled to the sect and guarded a single location together, the incidents finally ceased. This allowed the panic-stricken high-ranking members of the Yin Luo Sect to breathe a sigh of relief.

Because this matter caused such a massive disturbance, even though the Yin Luo Sect desperately tried to conceal it, the news inevitably leaked out.

Consequently, other major sects, which had initially been hesitant, could no longer restrain themselves. They dispatched large numbers of cultivators to infiltrate the territories previously controlled by the Yin Luo Sect, beginning to erode its influence.

The remaining elders of the Yin Luo Sect desperately concentrated their forces to counterattack, but any discerning person could see that the Yin Luo Sect wouldn't be able to hold out for long. After all, while the Yin Luo Sect had enjoyed a period of glory as one of the ten demonic sects, it had also offended an immense number of cultivation sects. Now that it had shown signs of decline, there would undoubtedly be many willing to add insult to injury.

Both orthodox and demonic sects bordering the Yin Luo Sect's territories suddenly became highly active.

Above a desolate patch of land, a dozen or so cultivators gathered on a dirt mound, clearly divided into two opposing groups. In the center, two young boys were directing a blue flying sword and a red flying dagger in a fierce battle. As the two clashed, they interlaced, flashed, and produced bursts of roaring sounds. The cultivators observing from the sides wore expressions of excitement, occasionally whispering to each other.

These individuals were all teenagers, both male and female, and all possessed Qi Condensation stage cultivation, without a single Foundation Establishment cultivator among them. However, judging by their uniform attire, they appeared to be low-level disciples from a nearby cultivation family or a minor sect. For some unknown reason, they had gathered here to engage in combat.

After the blue flying sword and red flying dagger intertwined and battled for a while, the blue light seemed to gain the upper hand, slowly pushing the red one back.

"Tsk, tsk, the Azure Spirit Sword's power is really impressive. It looks like Senior Brother Lin is going to win this match," a beautiful young girl remarked with a charming smile to another boy beside her, seeing the situation unfold.

"...Hmph, what's so great about that? If he wasn't from the Lin family, how could he possibly have a mid-grade spirit artifact at the Qi Condensation stage? He has a huge advantage in battle. If I had a mid-grade spirit artifact, I definitely wouldn't lose to him in a minor test," the boy grumbled unhappily upon hearing this. However, his voice was extremely soft, as if he feared being overheard.

The girl chuckled softly at his words. Though still young, she already exuded a hint of charm. Before she could say anything further, the boy's gaze inadvertently swept across the sky, and he suddenly let out an exclamation of surprise.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked crisply, somewhat puzzled, and then looked up as well.

A look of great astonishment also appeared on the girl's pretty face.

High up in the distance, a peculiar figure had suddenly appeared.

This figure was truly bizarre: it appeared to be a human male, but from his back sprouted a pair of massive feathered wings, whose surface flickered with greenish-white electric light. Yet, there was no sound or spiritual fluctuation; not the slightest noise emanated from him.

Not a single one of the low-level cultivators below had noticed his presence.

If the boy hadn't accidentally glanced in that direction, the two of them would likely have remained oblivious.

The man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, completely ignoring the girl and the others who were not far from him. He simply turned his back to them, raising his head to gaze into the distance, as if looking at something. Yet, apart from a few white clouds, the surroundings were empty; there was nothing there.

"What is that? Is it a high-level demonic beast?" the girl, who came from a minor cultivation family and had read some ancient texts, naturally knew about the existence of transformed demonic beasts. Her face instantly turned pale as she exclaimed.

"That's impossible. Although our Huozhou is somewhat remote, there's no way a high-level demon cultivator would appear in broad daylight. It's probably some senior," the boy said, still wide-eyed, yet he managed to make a correct judgment in an instant, which was quite remarkable.

Strangely enough, despite the considerable distance, the winged man in the sky seemed to have instantly heard their conversation. He abruptly turned his head and looked their way.

His gaze met theirs directly.

As soon as the young boy and girl clearly saw his face, their hearts began to pound with terror.

It wasn't that the person's appearance was particularly frightening! To be honest, aside from his exceptionally clear eyes, he looked like an ordinary young man. However, what terrified the two of them was the dark, vertical eye that appeared between the young man's eyebrows. This eye was emotionless and blank, sending a chill through anyone who looked at it.

(First update!) (To be continued…)