Chapter 1568: Black Veil

Wei You smiled faintly. After retracting his flying sword and the Winged Mountain Peak, with a flick of his sleeve, a ball of golden light shot out, circled once, and transformed into a small, leopard-like beast, landing a few feet in front of him.

It was the Leopard-Kirin Beast!

Upon seeing the beast, the woman and the other Naga priests were initially startled. However, after sweeping their divine sense over it, they all gasped. The beast emitted an incredibly powerful aura, so potent that even the woman, with her cultivation, felt a chill in her heart.

"Go, kill all those Wuluo people," Han Li calmly instructed the small beast.

Hearing this, a fierce glint flashed in the Leopard-Kirin Beast's eyes. Its body flickered, instantly manifesting seven or eight identical illusory figures, and shot towards the temple entrance. The beast figures blurred slightly, traveled tens of yards, and then with another simultaneous flash, vanished without a trace at the entrance. Its incredible speed left them dumbfounded!

The woman's expression changed several times before she barely managed to maintain her composure, but the shock she felt was immense. However, she immediately remembered something, suddenly pulled out a token, quickly made a few phantom taps on it, and simultaneously muttered incantations under her breath. Instantly, the token flashed with spiritual light, and the five-colored shimmering light covering the outside of the grand hall immediately faded away.

"Since the matter has been resolved, I will not linger here," Han Li said calmly. "I will return to my dwelling to recuperate. As for this spirit beast, you don't need to worry; it will return to me once it's done."

Immediately, without waiting for the woman or the other Fire Yang tribespeople to express their gratitude, his body flashed with green light, transforming into a streak of green rainbow, and he flew away. After a few flashes, the green rainbow shot out of the grand hall and vanished without a trace. Only the Fire Yang Naga people remained, exchanging bewildered glances.

"High Priestess," a white-robed Naga sighed deeply after a long while, speaking with a strong sense of relief, "if you hadn't intervened and kept 'Mister Han' here this time, I'm afraid we truly would have faced tribal annihilation!"

"You can say that again!" another white-robed priest chimed in, nodding repeatedly. "Initially, we were quite bewildered that the High Priestess so easily gave the Blazing Sun Divine Pill to an outsider. Now it seems, the High Priestess truly has foresight!" Hearing their praise, the woman gave a bitter smile.

"You two give me too much credit," the woman said. "My previous actions were merely out of helplessness. It was simply fate favoring our tribe. Mister Han's divine abilities far exceeded my expectations. Zhuer," she turned to ask the young girl, her expression unusually solemn, "how do you think Mister Han compares to your master?"

Bai Zhuer's brows furrowed upon hearing her mother's question, and only after a long while did she reply hesitantly: "My master is a fifth-tier existence of the Upper Clan. But even if Master were to come here in person, dealing with these two Wuluo royal clansmen would require great effort and could not be so easily annihilated."

Hearing the young girl's vague reply, the woman naturally understood the implication. After nodding, she showed no strange expression. However, the white-robed priests nearby all had strange expressions, and one even muttered, "Could Mister Han be a high-tier existence of the Upper Clan? If so, even the strongest Silver Shark Recluse in the nearby sea might not be his match."

"It's hard to say," the woman said slowly, letting out a long breath. "The Silver Shark Recluse is also a high-tier existence. Even if their cultivation levels are similar, a fight would still depend on the divine abilities and cultivation techniques they've mastered, and the power of the treasures they possess."

Hearing this, those white-robed Nagas also nodded, each pondering something, and for a moment, no one spoke.

"How long does Mister Han plan to stay on Fire Cloud Island? Does he have any intention of residing here permanently?" Finally, one person hesitated for a moment and asked.

Seeming to know the priest's intention, the woman's expression shifted, but she immediately shook her head and said, "He didn't mention that. But I don't think he'll be leaving right away. However, he also won't stay for too long. With Senior Han's cultivation, he is simply not someone our small tribe can keep."

Hearing the woman say this, the white-robed Nagas frowned deeply, and the grand hall fell silent once more.

"Alright, other matters can be discussed later," the woman suddenly instructed, sweeping her gaze outside the grand hall. "The battle outside isn't over yet. Although the two Wuluo royal clansmen have been killed, there might still be other high-tier Wuluo people present. While Mister Han's spirit beast is powerful, it can't annihilate every single one of them. Let's go out and help quickly. The sooner we round up all these Wuluo people, the fewer tribesmen our clan will lose."

Hearing this, the four white-robed Nagas suddenly understood and bowed in agreement. So the six of them hurriedly activated their escape light, flew out of the grand hall, and rushed towards the direction with the loudest shouts of battle.

Not long after, Han Li returned to his dwelling. He immediately entered his wooden house, reactivated the restrictive barriers, and sat cross-legged on the bed. His eyes flickered, and a hint of contemplation appeared on his face. The two highest-cultivation Wuluo individuals had been killed by him. With the Leopard-Kirin Beast assisting, the battle in the earthen city was naturally decided! In this way, he considered himself to have repaid the woman's favor of giving him the pill. Next, he would need to spend half a year to completely recover from his remaining injuries.

As he pondered this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Han Li's mouth. But the next moment, he remembered something, suddenly flipped his hand, a black light flashed, and a piece of gauze emerged. It was indeed the treasure he had obtained from the two Wuluo royal clansmen. Han Li gazed at the object in his hand, a look of great interest on his face. The gauze was light black, a thin layer, but to the touch, it was unusually soft, smooth, and cool. With a slight flick, black runes appeared and flickered on its surface; it was clearly no ordinary treasure.

After Han Li observed it for a while, he extended a finger and lightly tapped it. A green light flashed at his fingertip as a large amount of pure spiritual power surged into it. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the black gauze shot into the air, spun around, and transformed into a semi-transparent object about a zhang (roughly three meters) in size. Han Li narrowed his eyes as he looked at the object, performed a hand incantation with one hand, and sent a streak of green light towards it. The incantation flashed and vanished into the black gauze. Then, with a gentle sway, it descended over Han Li's head, perfectly concealing his figure beneath it.

An astonishing scene unfolded. The moment the gauze landed on Han Li's body, his previously distinct figure became unusually blurred. Then, after flickering a few times, it vanished without a trace. A hint of surprise flashed in Han Li's eyes. He raised a hand to examine it, then looked down at his concealed body. Blue light suddenly flickered in his eyes, becoming increasingly bright. A short while later, a smile appeared on his face. Sure enough! If he didn't push his spiritual eye divine ability to its limit, he couldn't directly see through the gauze's extraordinary cloaking effect. He mused that the two Wuluo individuals must have used this treasure to stealthily infiltrate the grand hall earlier.

As he thought this, Han Li suddenly released a wisp of his divine sense, intending to penetrate directly through the gauze. But as soon as his divine sense touched the black gauze, it was as if it had fallen into a thick fog, completely unable to penetrate it. It seemed the exotic treasure that prevented him from seeing through the cultivation of the two Wuluo royal clansmen was also this object.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed a corner of the black gauze, and with an incantation in his mind, gently flicked it. The black gauze flashed with an unusual light, and astonishingly, instantly merged into his long robe, disappearing from sight. Han Li once again swept his divine sense over his body several times, revealing a look of satisfaction. This black gauze was indeed a rare auxiliary treasure. Its cloaking ability was extraordinarily miraculous. It was probably second only to the Grand Unity Pure Transformation Talisman. Although the Grand Unity Pure Transformation Talisman had astonishing cloaking effects, it had many restrictions. Not only was movement extremely slow, but many cultivation techniques and divine abilities would also be greatly limited. The black gauze, however, was itself a powerful magic tool. It was very convenient to use, and its power could vary with the wielder's magical power, manifesting different astonishing effects. If it weren't for the fact that the two Wuluo individuals had very low cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to easily see through their concealment.

After summoning the black gauze again, Han Li toyed with it for a while, then put it away for future use. For the remaining time, Han Li did nothing else. He closed his eyes and diligently began his cultivation. A golden light flashed on his body, and rings of golden halos emanated from his head. His golden Dharmic manifestation reappeared, sitting cross-legged with a flicker. Han Li remained motionless.

Several days passed in a flash! During this period, the woman personally delivered some rare spiritual herbs and a batch of high-grade spirit stones to his wooden house. This time, Han Li did not open the door to greet her; he only instructed the woman to leave the items outside the door, appearing as if he would not easily receive visitors again. Seeing this situation, the woman naturally dared not show any dissatisfaction. She immediately placed the items as instructed, and, understanding the hint, promptly bid farewell and flew away. Only then did Han Li have the Soul-Devouring Beast draw the items directly into the house. He himself had not left the wooden bed from beginning to end, not even opening his eyelids once.

Time passed day by day, and several months went by in a flash. The woman and other high-ranking Fire Yang tribespeople on the island no longer dared to disturb Han Li.

But one day, Han Li, who was silently cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes with a twitch of his eyelids. He opened his mouth, and a ball of silver fire shot out, which, after a flicker, transformed into a fist-sized silver firebird. It was the Spirit-Devouring Firebird! Han Li looked at the firebird, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. At first glance, this firebird seemed the same as before, but after a divine sense scan, he naturally discovered that there seemed to be something extra inside it. Blue light flashed in his eyes, and he finally saw the unusual detail clearly. Within the silver flames, surprisingly, faint, barely visible golden threads had appeared. These golden threads were precisely what appeared after the Spirit-Devouring Heavenly Flame completely refined the so-called "Spiritual Vortex Evil Light." The two should be closely related.

Han Li pondered for a moment, performed a hand incantation with one hand, and lightly pointed a finger at the silver firebird in the air. Instantly, the firebird spread its wings and began circling and flying above Han Li's head. But after only two circles, the firebird opened its mouth and spat out a golden-silver thread. With just a flash, it struck a wall on which restrictive barriers had been laid. The white restrictive barrier's shimmering light flickered slightly, and the golden-silver thread seemed to ignore it, piercing straight through the wall.