Chapter 1670: Clever Acquisition

"It's nothing. We're not really giving up like this. After we go back and rendezvous with the others, we'll immediately set up an ambush at the exit. If that person wants to leave the Demon Gold Mountain Range, we're bound to encounter them again," the small beast said with a firm tone after a moment of hesitation.

Hearing the small beast speak, the other four demonic beasts, including the python-headed one, had no further objections. They seemed to have absolute faith in the small beast.

With a gust of demonic wind, the five demonic beasts immediately flew back along their original path.

Meanwhile, Han Li was already flying millions of miles away, carefully observing his surroundings.

Although he had successfully evaded his pursuers, his expression wasn't entirely relaxed; his brows were slightly furrowed.

After fleeing for most of the day, he had completely deviated from his original route. To fly back to the entrance of the Demon Gold Mountain Range, he would have to take a different path.

In that case, the path would be unfamiliar, and he might encounter new demonic beasts, which could be troublesome.

However, compared to the hundreds of mid to high-tier demonic beasts, he naturally preferred to take this slight risk.

Of course, the possibility of demonic beasts blocking the entrance had briefly crossed his mind, but he immediately dismissed it without much thought.

For him, as long as a Saint-tier demonic beast didn't appear, he could easily resolve the matter, whether by using the Grand Purity Transformation Talisman or relying on his peculiar escape speed, so he wasn't concerned.

What was most important now was whether Qianqian could successfully escape.

If she were to accidentally perish, the Outer-world Demonic Armor would be impossible to repair for a while.

But such matters were beyond his control. Moreover, judging from her previous method of escaping the demonic beasts, she seemed to have many contingency plans left and would most likely be fine.

As for the formidable enemy, the man surnamed Gui, Han Li wished he would perish in the demonic beast horde.

After Han Li finished his thoughts, he immediately pulled his mind back and concentrated fully on traveling.

A brilliant green escape light flared, and his astonishing speed increased by a third. After a few flashes, he vanished into the horizon.

This time, Han Li traveled alone, flying for an entire day and night.

Although he encountered a few low-tier demonic beasts along the way, a single grab from his large, ethereal hand easily killed them with one strike, causing him no real trouble at all.

In this manner, Han Li was now flying above a seemingly low-lying range of hills. Below, dark demonic energy surged, almost engulfing most of the hills. Only scattered hilltops, no more than a hundred zhang high, were dimly visible within the dark expanse below.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering 'boom' came from the sky to one side, making the entire sky hum and vibrate.

Han Li, who had been focused on his journey, was startled. His green escape light flashed and came to an abrupt halt. He turned his head and gazed intently in the direction of the colossal sound.

He saw that in the sky, an unknown distance away, was now completely dyed red by scarlet fire clouds. Within these fire clouds, clusters of white-hot fireballs appeared, then violently burst open, transforming into strange, crimson flames.

Deep, rumbling thuds resounded continuously, as if without end.

Han Li's eye twitched suddenly.

Although he didn't know what was happening there, the scale of it was truly astonishing and unusual, definitely not something an ordinary Void Refinement cultivator could achieve.

However, after a few flickers of blue light in Han Li's eyes and a brief moment of contemplation, his escape light suddenly flared again, and he continued forward in his original direction, his escape speed even a third faster than before.

He clearly showed no intention of causing new problems.

Han Li's original intention was indeed just that.

He had gained a considerable amount in the Demon Gold Mountain Range this time, and now he only wanted to leave the area as soon as possible. He had absolutely no interest in anything else that might involve risk.

However, Han Li never imagined that even though he didn't want to stir up trouble, trouble would seek him out.

He had only flown a hundred zhang further as a green rainbow when suddenly, from the direction of the surging fire clouds, a flash of spiritual light appeared, and four streaks of escape light shot out.

The first streak was a shimmering purple light, dazzling and blinding, appearing and disappearing in flashes, and it was actually teleporting directly towards Han Li's position.

Behind it were three more streaks of escape light: one flickering green, another glittering silver, and the last one as vivid red as blood. Although their speed was a notch slower than the purple light, it was still terrifyingly fast. Just as the sound of them tearing through the air reached him, they were already within a hundred zhang of Han Li in a flash.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but be startled, and for a moment, he wasn't sure whether to immediately evade or confront them head-on.

However, his hesitation lasted only an instant. He immediately flicked his sleeve, and a layer of grey light silently appeared before him. Then, with a crisp hum from beneath his feet, countless small green swords materialized out of thin air. With a slight rotation, they instantly transformed into a green lotus, slowly blooming open.

At the same time, blue light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he immediately saw clearly what was within the purple light shooting towards him. His expression instantly became extremely strange.

Within the purple light was a creature with a green face, its hands and feet resembling purple roots. It was about two zhang tall, with an unremarkable and expressionless face. It wore yellow battle armor that looked like withered wood, and faint purple runes seemed to ripple across its body, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance.

"A Lingzhi Immortal!" Han Li had long seen images in related jade slips, and he recognized the origin of the flying creature almost instantly. His heart was filled with both surprise and delight.

Although he had never thought of seeking out such a thing, if this spiritual creature delivered itself to his doorstep, that was a different matter entirely. Moreover, judging by how this Lingzhi Immortal hadn't even fully materialized its four limbs, it was clear its injuries hadn't recovered, and it had been discovered by others and fled in haste.

Han Li's thoughts raced, and he instantly made a decision, not even bothering to look at the beings within the other streaks of escape light behind it.

With a single hand, he made a grabbing motion in the air, and layers of light and dark grey mist immediately surged, forming a hazy grey hand. It snatched towards the purple light that had shot nearby.

As soon as the Lingzhi Immortal in the purple light saw this scene, its face remained expressionless, but its eyes instantly revealed despair.

It clearly saw the grey hand grasping towards it, yet it seemed completely unable to control its escape light, and still flashed directly towards Han Li.

As the hazy hand swept out, a muffled 'thump' sound echoed.

The purple light immediately dispersed, and the large hand seized the Lingzhi Immortal by its waist. Then, with a flicker, it transformed into a wisp of grey mist and flew back.

Han Li had effortlessly captured the Lingzhi Immortal, which had shown no resistance whatsoever.

With a flash of light, the Lingzhi Immortal, tightly bound by layers of grey mist, appeared directly in front of Han Li.

Han Li was startled at first, but then joy filled his face. Without hesitation, he flicked his sleeve, and a dozen talismans of various colors shot out in quick succession.

A series of 'puffs' sounded, and these talismans, with just a flash, dissolved into the Lingzhi Immortal's body. Immediately, colorful runes emerged, almost completely enveloping the spiritual creature.

"Stop!" "You're courting death!" Sharp shouts and fierce roars erupted simultaneously from the three streaks of escape light behind him. Clearly, these individuals were furious at seeing their prey intercepted by Han Li midway.

"Collect!" Han Li paid them no attention whatsoever. He flipped his other hand, and a green jade bottle immediately appeared, as he uttered a low command.

The jade bottle immediately trembled, and a hazy green glow flew out. In a flash, it enveloped the bound Lingzhi Immortal and drew it in.

As spiritual light flickered, the Lingzhi Immortal, originally taller than Han Li, instantly shrank in size. It eventually became about half a foot tall, and was enveloped by the green mist, disappearing into the bottle's mouth.

With another flick of his hand, the bottle vanished with a flash of spiritual light.

At this moment, the three streaks of escape light behind him arrived almost simultaneously. After just a few flashes, each revealed a person, who then surrounded Han Li at a distance of thirty zhang.

Han Li simply raised his head and swept his gaze around, his expression calm, showing no unusual signs.

Although he hadn't yet clearly seen the faces of his pursuers, their spiritual pressure definitely didn't indicate any Body Integration cultivators, which was why he remained so composed.

"Oh, it's Fellow Daoist Han." "It's you!" Because everything just happened in the blink of an eye, and Han Li had already used his Primordial Magnetic Divine Light to obscure most of his figure, the newcomers had only now clearly seen Han Li's face. As a result, two distinctly different voices simultaneously cried out.

One voice was filled with surprise, while the other was filled with shock and uncertainty.

As for the last person, their entire body shimmered with blood-red light, and without a word, they raised both hands towards Han Li.

Immediately, two streaks of blood-red light shot out, and in a flash, they transformed into two torrents of light, slashing directly at Han Li. Han Li's expression darkened. The grey mist in front of him swelled to a height of several zhang and rolled forward.

With a 'rip' sound, those two streaks of blood-red light were indeed extraordinary. They instantly cut through most of the grey mist, appearing as if they would pierce straight through.

But the next moment, a dark shadow flickered within the grey mist, and a hazy, small mountain-like phantom materialized out of thin air.

As the two streaks of blood-red light struck it, they immediately bounced back as if hit by an immense force.

Following this, the surrounding grey light suddenly solidified, transforming into countless fine grey threads, which then wrapped around the blood-red light.

Initially, the two blood-red blades seemed as fierce as flood dragons, but as the dense grey threads enveloped them, their movements slowed, and their light dimmed, revealing their true forms.

They were, remarkably, two blood-red longswords, a few inches long, their dazzling light fluctuating, indicating great spiritual vitality.

In an instant, these two small swords were wrapped layer by layer by the grey threads, and finally, with a soft hum, they were unable to move an inch.

The person enveloped in blood-red light in the distance was startled by this, but without panicking, let out a soft cry.

Two muffled 'bangs' suddenly erupted from within the grey mist.

The two blood-red swords, originally bound, suddenly burst open on their own, transforming into specks of blood-red light that vanished without a trace within the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light.

The next moment, in front of the person enveloped in blood-red light in the distance, space fluctuated, and with a flicker of blood-red light, the two small swords mysteriously reappeared.

"Sword Spirit Etherealization!" Han Li's eyes narrowed sharply as he stared intently at the figure in the blood-red light in the distance. His expression instantly turned extremely grim.

By this time, the appearances of the other two individuals had also been clearly seen by him in his previous glance. One of them had a pale face and grey hair, while the other had a full head of green hair and an exceptionally fierce demeanor. They were, surprisingly, the old man surnamed Yan and the green-haired exotic race member he had encountered earlier in the Thundercloud Pavilion.