Chapter 1829: Intrusion

**Volume Ten: The Demonic World War**

With Hai Dashao's easygoing nature, it didn't take him long to learn the identities of the occupants of the ninth floor of the Welcome Immortal Palace in the nearby bustling market. He gasped internally, but outwardly, he showed no surprise as he quickly departed.

"What? It's the Long Family?" Han Li, sitting cross-legged on a rock, reacted with a flicker of surprise; it was genuinely unexpected.

"That's right. Your disciple has confirmed it. I heard that not only the Long Family's Old Ancestor and a guest elder reside on the ninth floor, but also the current Long Family Head and a group of Void Refinement stage elders." Hai Dashao couldn't help but show a worried expression.

"It is indeed troublesome, but that's not the most crucial part," Han Li said slowly, narrowing his eyes.

"What do you mean, Master?" Hai Dashao paused, a little confused.

"The problem is, my relationship with the Long Family isn't exactly good. Originally, I thought if they were just ordinary Body Integration cultivators, I could go directly to their door and demand your junior brother's return. Generally speaking, unless they've lost their minds, they should show some respect to someone of my cultivation stage. But with the Long Family, I'm afraid that won't work," Han Li said, his voice turning cold.

Upon hearing this, Hai Dashao's expression changed drastically.

"However, just because I can't go directly to their door doesn't mean there's no way to retrieve your junior brother. Heh heh, we've already offended them once anyway, so offending the Long Family again won't make much difference! Besides, I won't necessarily let them discover me. Yue Tian, you go back to your residence first. Your master will be back shortly!" With a cold sneer, Han Li's body suddenly erupted in green light, and his figure flickered, vanishing from his original spot.

Hai Dashao naturally understood the implication of Han Li's words, and his expression showed both surprise and delight. Immediately, without regard for whether Han Li was still nearby, he respectfully acknowledged and hurried down the mountain.

A distance of several tens of li was, for Han Li, naturally covered in an instant.

Han Li silently appeared in mid-air, a li or so away from the Welcome Immortal Palace.

He gazed at the ninth floor of the massive palace, a vast diagram of formations and restrictions appearing in his mind.

Although the nine Welcome Immortal Palaces were located in different places, his observations indicated that the formations and restrictions set up within them should be largely similar.

While these restrictions were exceptionally intricate and stringent, for him, possessing several great divine abilities, it wasn't impossible to stealthily break through them and infiltrate.

He pondered for a moment, then his hand suddenly flipped over, and a silvery, gleaming thin hide appeared.

It was precisely the Thousand Transformations Illusory Mask he had obtained from Liu Shui'er back in the Guanghan Realm.

This item was extraordinarily magical, and after passing through the Dark Beast Forest years ago, Liu Shui'er had been too embarrassed to ask for it back. Now, it could be put to good use again.

Without a word, Han Li tossed the illusory mask in front of him, and his wrist flickered once more.

A green light flashed from his storage bracelet, and a furry golden beast hide was tossed out.

With one hand forming a seal and the other pointing separately at the two items,

the illusory mask immediately moved, transforming into a ball of silver light that merged into the beast hide.

Then, the golden beast hide spun around, darted towards Han Li, and vanished in a flash.

Almost simultaneously, Han Li let out a low growl, and his face suddenly underwent a drastic transformation.

His originally smooth skin suddenly grew a layer of long golden fur, completely covering his features. At the same time, a blue light flashed in his eyes, his pupils instantly turning dark blue and filled with an indescribable tyrannical intent.

Han Li raised a hand to touch the golden fur on his face and muttered, "This Golden Arm Ape's hide is indeed effective. With this, I should be able to deceive the Long Family's senses." Speaking thus, Han Li, whose face had been drastically altered, took a deep breath. A black light flashed across his body, and two black veils suddenly appeared.

The two veils spun around Han Li, then transformed into two streaks of black light that enveloped his body.

The next moment, Han Li's figure blurred within the black light, eventually disappearing completely into the air.

Han Li looked down at his seemingly transparent body and nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, if he had used the Grand Unity Cleansing Talisman, the invisibility effect would naturally have been better.

However, using that talisman would make it difficult to employ other divine abilities to break restrictions, so he had to abandon that method.

With these thoughts in mind, Han Li lightly floated directly towards the ninth floor of the opposite palace. After a short while, he silently and imperceptibly approached his target.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a layer of white light barrier appeared before his eyes. Lightning flickered on its surface, and several faint electrical arcs subtly emerged.

But Han Li's expression remained unchanged. He extended a hand from his sleeve, and as his fingers spread, several golden electrical arcs shot forth in response.

The silver arcs, just as they formed and before they could even emit a crackling sound, vanished the instant they made contact with the golden electrical arcs.

A hazy gray light enveloped Han Li's body, and with a flash of his figure, he pierced through the white light barrier as if it were nothing.

Subsequently, a person-sized hole appeared in the white light barrier, while Han Li's presence completely vanished.

However, the hole rapidly shrank and closed up at a visible rate, returning to its original state in the blink of an eye. Then, the white light barrier flashed and vanished into thin air.

A short while later, two Soul Transformation stage guards flew out from the main hall on the first floor of the Welcome Immortal Palace, shooting directly towards this spot in the air.

After a few flashes, the two arrived in the high air nearby.

"The restriction fluctuation just now definitely came from here, but it seems there's no problem!" one of the guards, a youth who looked about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, muttered with a surprised expression after glancing around.

"Since there's no problem, maybe it was just a bird hitting the restriction; otherwise, our reaction here wouldn't have been so minor," the other cultivator said, his small triangular eyes flickering. He was a gaunt old man with a goatee and a pair of short horns on his head—a demon cultivator!

"Brother Gongsun, you must be joking! If any random bird could trigger the Welcome Immortal Palace's restrictions, then the formation masters who set up these arrays would truly be useless," the youth said, frowning with an exasperated tone.

"Heh heh, even if it wasn't a bird, it could be a lost spirit beast from the nearby market, or some Body Integration stage senior accidentally triggered the restriction. What could you or I possibly find out? And to put it bluntly, even if someone truly infiltrated the Welcome Immortal Palace, they'd be looking for trouble with a Body Integration stage senior. Do you really think that's something you or I can handle?" The demon cultivator let out a low chuckle, clearly not wanting to meddle in any trouble.

"Oh, Brother Gongsun's words make sense. Since the restriction isn't broken, we really don't need to be too concerned. I almost mistook this place for the inner hall of Xuanwu City," the youth said, his expression fluctuating for a while before he suddenly smiled.

"Haha, I knew you were a smart person! Come on, I still have a pot of excellent spirit wine back at my place; I'll let you have a good taste later," the old man said, his eyes and brows lighting up with a smile as soon as he heard the youth give up on further investigation.

And so, the human and the demon, arm in arm, flew downwards, no longer showing the slightest interest in looking back at the restriction.

A ball of silver flame shot out, and after a single roll, it turned the dense threads of light before him into nothing.

Then, with a flash of his figure, Han Li stood before a wall on the ninth floor of the palace.

He gazed at the pristine white wall within reach, seeing silver runes of various sizes flickering constantly on its surface, appearing utterly mysterious.

As Han Li gazed at the wall, a solemn expression appeared on his face.

These silver markings were not ordinary runes; they were a manifestation of a spatial restriction acting upon the wall. Ordinary secret arts or cultivation techniques applied to this wall would not elicit any reaction at all.

Fortunately, he also possessed some spatial divine abilities, so infiltrating this wall should still not be difficult.

Han Li's mind stirred. He formed a hand seal with both hands, and a black light suddenly appeared between his brows. It then spun, and a bloody slit opened, revealing a crystalline, dark demonic eye.

The demonic eye seemed to gaze at the wall before it, and a streak of dark light immediately shot out, striking the wall in a flash.

A bizarre sight emerged.

The nearby silver runes, the instant the dark light touched the white wall, dimmed and faded away.

Then, with a low cry from Han Li, the dark light, originally as thick as a finger, suddenly expanded severalfold.

Instantly, the white wall before him trembled, and a strange, foot-long black circular hole mysteriously appeared.

A cold light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and as the dark light between his brows receded, he transformed into a streak of green light and entered the black circular hole.

The next moment, the black hole flashed and dissipated on the white wall.

Han Li felt a flash of white light before his eyes, then instantly emerged from the void.

He had appeared in a forest, precisely beneath a giant green tree.

But what made the muscles on his face twitch was that a mere zhang or so away, a middle-aged man and a beautiful young woman were staring at him with incredulous gazes.

Han Li, naturally reacting a step faster, sighed, then suddenly moved both his arms simultaneously.

He heard two strange "crack" sounds as both his arms suddenly elongated severalfold and shot out in a clap.

After two dull thuds, the man and woman instantly fell to the ground, pulled down by an unseen force.

As they were merely Long Family disciples, one at the Core Formation stage and the other at the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn't rashly resort to lethal force. Instead, he simply injected a trace of magic power into their spiritual senses, knocking them unconscious.

Han Li wasted no time, immediately reaching out to grab the middle-aged man with one hand.

With a muffled sound, the man's head was instantly grasped by Han Li's hand.

A green aura flashed across Han Li's face, and he immediately began to perform the Soul-Searching technique!

After a short while, Han Li, with a slightly grim expression, released the man's head. He then grabbed the woman and performed the same technique on her.

After Han Li released the young woman as well, he couldn't help but mutter, "As expected, Qi Lingzi was brought to the Long Family. That old woman is actually the Long Family Head's sister. Unfortunately, some secrets in the spiritual senses of these Long Family disciples were sealed by spells, so the information I could obtain is very limited."