Chapter 1481: Four Great Demon Kings

"Why are you so anxious, Fellow Daoist Lan?" Mu Qing chuckled softly from within the black light. "What we need from Fellow Daoist Han isn't his personal cultivation, but rather the power of the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning he possesses. Even if his cultivation is one or two levels lower, what does it matter as long as he can unleash its power?"

"Controlling the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning is not that simple. Naturally, the higher one's cultivation, the greater the control. I highly doubt a Spirit General can truly unleash the divine lightning's power. If I'm not mistaken, to fully activate the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning's true might, one would need at least the cultivation level of an early-stage Spirit Commander." This time, it was one of the two blood-robed figures who spoke, their voice as peculiar as clashing metal and stone.

"Rest assured on that point, Brother Dixue!" Mu Qing's expression was full of deeper meaning. "Although Fellow Daoist Han is only a high-level Spirit General, in terms of the purity and density of his magic power, he is only slightly inferior to an average early-stage Spirit Commander. I believe he can absolutely accomplish this. Or perhaps Brother Dixue has other means to reliably break the Netherworld River seal, making it unnecessary for Fellow Daoist Han to even try?"

"If this person can indeed help us break the seal, that would naturally be excellent news. I have no intention of obstructing; I am merely overly concerned. Fairy Mu, please don't distort my meaning." The other blood-robed figure spoke, their voice identical to the first, as if they were the same person. The others present all looked surprised by this. Mu Qing, even more calmly, said, "Since Brother Dixue has no objection to inviting Fellow Daoist Han, that is naturally for the best. What do you think, Brother Six-Legs and Sister Lan?" "As long as it benefits our great endeavor, I support it," the mysterious figure in the black cloak replied with unusual calm. However, the white-haired beautiful woman frowned, pondering something. "What's wrong, Sister Lan? Do you have any differing opinions on this?" Mu Qing asked, her gaze flickering.

"It's nothing," the white-haired beautiful woman said unhurriedly. "This person's soul is exceptionally powerful. I originally intended to refine his soul into a Silver-Armored Ghost King. Now I'll have to find new materials for refinement. After all, Brother Dixue and I discovered this person first. Sister Mu Qing, don't you think it's a bit improper to just keep this person for yourself?"

"Heh heh, so Sister Lan wants to personally instruct Fellow Daoist Han," Mu Qing said with a low laugh. "But from what I know, isn't your cultivation art inherently countered by divine lightning? How could you teach someone the Way of Divine Lightning then? If you delay our important task, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?" "Is that so?" the white-haired beautiful woman retorted with a cold laugh. "Listening to Sister Mu's tone, it seems you also understand Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning. Since you haven't cultivated this divine ability either, what's wrong with me guiding him?"

"My true form is a solidified Wood Spirit," Mu Qing said, her expression growing slightly solemn. "In ancient times, the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning was known as the supreme Wood Divine Lightning among the Five-Element Divine Thunder. If I, your junior sister, personally teach him, it will surely be superior to anyone else, won't it?"

"That's not necessarily true," the beautiful woman said unceremoniously. "Considering the years I've spent cultivating the Dao, I am second only to Fellow Daoist Six-Legs. Such a long period of cultivation is surely enough to offset your slight talent, Sister Mu, isn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing's expression shifted slightly. Just as she was about to say something more, the mysterious figure named Six-Legs suddenly spoke: "Fellow Daoists, there's no need to argue for now. Shouldn't we first confirm whether Fellow Daoist Han's Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning is genuine before discussing anything else?"

Six-Legs clearly held higher prestige among the group. After the beautiful woman and Mu Qing exchanged wary glances, the beautiful woman said nothing more, while Mu Qing turned to Han Li and spoke calmly:

"I presume you've clearly heard our conversation just now. Fellow Daoist Han, could you please unleash your Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning once? Allow the few of us to confirm it again. This matter is quite significant, so I don't imagine Fellow Daoist Han would refuse, would you?" Han Li showed a wry smile, and without any unnecessary words, he formed a hand seal with both hands.

Immediately, after a thunderous roar, Han Li's body erupted in golden light. Countless fine threads of electricity emerged from within him, instantly transforming into several thick golden arcs that coiled around his body, creating an astonishing display of power!

The beautiful woman, Six-Legs, and the others in the wooden hall stared unblinkingly at the golden arcs, not letting their gaze waver; even Mu Qing, who had seen it once before, was no exception. Six-Legs flicked his large sleeve towards Han Li, and a surging black, sinister wind rushed straight at him. Han Li raised an eyebrow and pointed with one hand. A golden arc flashed out to meet it.

With a 'boom,' the golden arc immediately burst upon contact with the black wind. Wherever the golden light passed, the black wind dissipated and vanished like melting snow in springtime, turning into nothingness. "Excellent, it truly is the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning!" Six-Legs nodded, a hint of joy in his voice. "Of this caliber of Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning, how many bolts can Fellow Daoist probably unleash?" one of the blood-robed figures suddenly asked. "About twenty bolts, I suppose. However, after each release, it takes a long time to recover fully," Han Li replied, his eyes flickering slightly. He had reduced the number of Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning bolts he could unleash by two-thirds, not telling the truth at all. "Twenty bolts? That should be sufficient." Hearing Han Li's words, the other blood-robed figure let out a strange laugh of surprise. "Indeed, even if the Netherworld River seal is powerful, it absolutely cannot withstand such a barrage of divine lightning. Alright, the person is confirmed. Now we should discuss Fellow Daoist Han's arrangements. Fellow Daoist Dixue and I are not very familiar with the wood-element divine lightning, so we won't participate in this matter. The crucial point is that both Fairy Mu and Fellow Daoist Lan want Fellow Daoist Han to follow them and learn the Way of Controlling Lightning, which is a bit tricky. I propose this: there are still several years until our great undertaking. For the first two years, let him study the Way of Controlling Lightning under Fairy Mu. For the next two years, he will study under Fellow Daoist Lan. And for the final two years, Fellow Daoist Han can comprehend and cultivate on his own. You two Fellow Daoists should have no objections, right?" Six-Legs said, completely devoid of emotion. Hearing Six-Legs' words, both the beautiful woman and Mu Qing were stunned. "Heh heh, Brother Six-Legs' suggestion is excellent. I think you two Fellow Daoists don't need to argue anymore; let's do as proposed." One of the blood-robed figures immediately clapped his hands and laughed heartily. "Since Fellow Daoist Six-Legs and Dixue both think this method is good, I have no objection." The white-haired beautiful woman mused for a moment, then slowly nodded in agreement. However, Mu Qing, sitting poised within the golden flower, did not immediately say anything.

"What's wrong, Fairy Mu? Do you think this method won't work?" Six-Legs' gaze from within the cloak turned cold as he asked in a deep voice. Mu Qing's heart stiffened. After a long moment, she forced a smile and said, "Of course not. I will follow the words of the three of you."

"Good, these are minor matters. Everything should prioritize our great undertaking. Fellow Daoist Han, you have six years. If, within these six years, you can successfully cultivate the Way of Controlling Lightning that we teach you and unleash the true power of the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning, then we will personally take you to a mysterious place where immense benefits await you. But conversely, if you cannot master the true power of the divine lightning within these six years, then! Heh heh..." One of the blood-robed figures smiled, then spoke a few words to Han Li, half-threatening, half-enticing. Although the last part of his sentence was left unsaid, anyone could understand the implied meaning. Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression turned somewhat grim.

"Fellow Daoist Han, rest assured," the white-haired beautiful woman said. "For you to cultivate such a divine ability at such a young age, your talent must be extraordinary! Mastering the method to control divine lightning within six years will absolutely not be an issue. However, to prevent you from having any thoughts of escaping or relying on luck, we will place a small restriction on your body." She then suddenly raised a hand. A grey thread shot out without the slightest warning, flashing past and appearing directly in front of his body.

Han Li's expression changed dramatically. He instinctively tried to dodge, but the surrounding space tightened, and then several strands of invisible immense force pressed down on his shoulders. His body stiffened, unable to move for a moment.

Han Li's eyes flickered. After his mind raced like lightning, he surprisingly did not activate the divine power within his body to break free from the restraint. He merely watched with a slightly pale face as the grey thread flashed and vanished into his body.

Almost simultaneously, Six-Legs, Mu Qing, and Dixue each released a ball of black qi, a green light, and a blood mist, all of which likewise vanished into Han Li's body. At this point, Han Li felt the immense force on him dissipate, and he regained his freedom. He hastily swept his spiritual sense inwards, feeling both a sense of worry and a silent sigh of relief.

The things hidden within his body were merely four types of mark-like presences, causing no significant harm. However, on the other hand, with these things in place, finding another chance to escape would be extremely difficult.

"Fellow Daoist Han, once matters here are settled, you will stay in Wood Immortal Valley for two years. After two years, Fellow Daoist Lan will send someone to pick you up! Alright, that concludes this matter. Now, let's discuss some other important matters. Fellow Daoist Lan, I hear your Mystic Ghost is almost refined, but there's still..." Six-Legs spoke only a few words to Han Li before his tone changed, and he began discussing other affairs. The others listened, occasionally interjecting with comments. From beginning to end, these Demon Kings gave Han Li no chance to speak, nor did they seem inclined to listen to anything he might say. But then again...

Indeed, in front of these four Demon Kings who had surpassed the Integration stage, Han Li had no right to speak. After all, whether in the Human World or the Spirit Realm, all races spoke with strength. A mere Spirit Transformation cultivator was truly a negligible existence to these Abyssian demonic creatures.

Even though he felt vexed, he could only remain silent, secretly pondering the words the others had just spoken. Although the Abyssian Demon Kings hadn't said much earlier, he had gathered a general idea: these people truly intended to use the power of his Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning to break open some 'Netherworld River Seal'.

But what exactly was this "Way of Controlling Lightning" and the "true power" of the Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning they spoke of? Could this Evil-Dispelling Divine Lightning have some unique activation method? Were there other unknown divine abilities it possessed? Han Li was utterly bewildered! Suddenly, Han Li sensed someone was observing him. A subtle glance showed he had met the gaze of a young woman secretly looking at him. It was Yuan Yao herself. When Yuan Yao saw Han Li looking her way, her expression remained calm, devoid of any emotion.