Chapter 2340: True Immortal Descends Goodbye Spirit King

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the air-fish people to say anything more, he opened his mouth and spat out the Mountain-Sea Pearl.

As soon as the pearl flew out, it immediately began to spin rapidly in the wind, and a brilliant ray of light swept down from it.

Wherever the light passed, the air-fish people below vanished row by row into thin air.

In just over a dozen breaths, the entire plaza became completely empty, with no one left there.

Han Li himself also blurred and vanished in a flash amidst a strange fluctuation.

In a vast, mysterious space, Han Li reappeared silently after a flicker.

Most of this space was an intensely blue body of water, with only four islands—one large and three small—at its center.

Han Li appeared directly above the giant island, and with a sweep of his gaze downwards, he easily found the air-fish people who had been transported into this space earlier.

These air-fish people stood on a patch of grass, filled with both surprise and joy, looking around and observing everything in their surroundings.

"This is the Grotto-heaven within the Mountain-Sea Pearl," Han Li commanded in an unquestionable tone. "You should first build some houses and temporarily reside here for a while. After I return to my clan and find a suitable place to settle you, I will release you."

"Yes, we will certainly act according to Master's instructions," the air-fish clan leader replied without hesitation, bowing deeply towards the sky.

The other air-fish people also knelt down one after another, acknowledging his words.

"Heh heh, there's no need for such formality. Take care of yourselves," Han Li said with a faint smile. He flicked his sleeve, took a step forward, and with a shimmer, left the space.

Seeing this, the elder suppressed a hint of excitement in his heart, stood up, and summoned his clansmen. They began to search for suitable places to settle on the islands.

At the same time, in the outside world, Han Li reappeared and slowly descended.

He casually found a spot, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

He clearly sensed that wisps of invisible repulsive force began to swirl around his body, giving him an uncomfortable feeling.

Time passed little by little.

After an unknown period of time, strange fluctuations emanated from above his head, and masses of black clouds emerged, accompanied by a faint buzzing sound.

Where Han Li sat cross-legged, the air distorted and blurred, making it impossible to see clearly for a moment.

Suddenly, Han Li opened his eyes. With a movement of his sleeve, something flashed into existence in his hand and instantly exploded.

A "boom" sounded like a bolt from the clear sky!

A thick silver arc struck down from the sky. Han Li, with a flash, vanished amidst the swirling electric light...

In the Spirit Realm, atop a remarkably desolate stone mountain, a rumbling sound erupted. A misty white spatial rift tore open, and a cluster of five-colored light flew out from it.

This cluster of light spun rapidly, instantly transforming into a giant light formation several dozen feet in size.

The next moment, thunder roared within the light formation, a spatial fluctuation emerged, and amidst countless swirling electric lights, a figure stumbled out.

It was Han Li, returning from the Minor Asura Realm.

He shook his shoulders, and only then regained his stable footing.

The spatial rift above and the light formation below gave a muffled thud, then simultaneously vanished into thin air.

Everything on the mountaintop returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, except for Han Li's presence.

Han Li raised his head and looked around. He frowned and suddenly touched his finger to his brow.

With a "whoosh," a vast surge of divine sense immediately spread out, billowing grandly in all directions.

"Not bad, it hasn't deviated much from the original coordinates. It seems this trip was quite successful," Han Li murmured to himself a moment later, letting out a long breath and removing his finger.

However, he had no intention of leaving immediately. Instead, after some thought, he found a clean stone, sat down cross-legged, and remained motionless.

Inside one of his sleeves, a magic tool was flickering on and off.

A full three hours later, a sound of rushing air echoed from the horizon as a white rainbow shot over, arriving above the mountaintop after a few flashes.

After circling once, the escape light faded, and Mo Jianli's figure appeared.

"Brother Han, you've returned safely. This is truly excellent! I knew you wouldn't stray too far from this area," Mo Jianli said joyfully to the area below.

"Heh heh, that's natural," Han Li chuckled, standing up and replying unhurriedly. "If the coordinates were set too far away, it would probably be overdoing it. Since Brother Mo has found me, let's go find the Spirit King. What if there aren't enough Thundercloud Talismans and Xue Ran and the other get them first? That wouldn't be good."

"Brother Han, what you said is very true, we really should be cautious. Let's hurry to Fuling Mountain," Mo Jianli said, his heart jolting and his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

Han Li nodded, formed a hand seal with one hand, and his body shimmered with escape light, turning into a green rainbow that soared into the sky. After circling once, it shot towards a predetermined direction.

Mo Jianli, with a shake of his shoulders, also controlled an escape light and closely followed.

The two, one after the other, amidst the sound of rushing air, instantly vanished into the distant horizon.

Not long after, the two arrived near the Sacred Mountain where the Spirit King resided and shot directly towards the mountain peak without hesitation.

A muffled thud echoed in the void ahead, and suddenly layers of restrictive fluctuations emerged, followed by rolling waves of colorful light that instantly blocked their path.

Han Li frowned. His fingers moved within his sleeve, and just as he was about to unceremoniously break through these restrictions, a man's voice suddenly came from within the light.

"Greetings, honored seniors! Lord Spirit King had already instructed me to receive the two of you. Your junior is here specifically to guide the way."

As soon as his voice fell, the light parted, and a bald man flashed out, respectfully bowing to Han Li and Mo Jianli.

It was indeed the Spirit Race's Saint Spirit, Ling Yin.

"It's you! Then lead the way," Han Li said, narrowing his eyes and commanding without hesitation.

"Seniors, please!" Ling Yin bowed slightly, then turned and began to lead the way.

Wherever he passed, all restrictions faded away.

Han Li and Mo Jianli unceremoniously followed him.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Han Li and Mo Jianli were led to the hall they had visited before.

As soon as the two stepped through the hall entrance, they immediately saw two other familiar figures.

Xue Ran and Hei Lin were sitting upright on two chairs on one side of the main hall.

The two were conversing in low voices. The moment they saw Han Li and Mo Jianli enter, their voices immediately paused, and their gazes "swished" over.

Mo Jianli's pupils couldn't help but contract, but he immediately yawned and burst into laughter.

"I thought the two of us weren't slow in arriving," he said, "but I didn't expect to be much later than Brother Xue and Brother Hei. I wonder how long you two fellow Daoists have been here? Have you already completed your transaction with Brother Ling?"

"Fellow Daoist Mo, please don't misunderstand," Xue Ran said, his expression subtly changing. But after his gaze met Han Li's face next to them, his heart couldn't help but feel a chill, and he immediately forced a smile and explained, "We only arrived a moment before you two, and we haven't even met Brother Ling yet."

"So, we haven't arrived too late then," Mo Jianli said, feeling relieved upon hearing this reply and asking again with a smile, "But I wonder, Brother Spirit King, when can you come out to see us?"

"It should be soon. I just heard them say that the Spirit King has been in secluded cultivation these past few days, and his exit will be delayed for a bit," Xue Ran said with a forced smile. "I see! This old man can rest assured then," Mo Jianli chuckled, greeted Han Li, and sat down on the other side of the main hall.

During this process, although Han Li remained silent, his face always wore an enigmatic, half-smile.

With his shrewdness, he naturally saw at a glance the apprehension Xue Ran and Hei Lin felt towards him.

It seemed the great battle in the Minor Asura Realm a few days ago had truly left no small amount of deterrence on these two.

"By the way, fellow Daoists, when you went to the Chariot Weeper's lair, did you find that fierce beast?" Han Li asked the two opposite him, rolling his eyes.

"We did see it, but this Chariot Weeper is exceptionally cunning," Xue Ran replied with a frown, his words clearly showing great regret. "After only one exchange, it abandoned its lair and fled far away. It's a pity we couldn't stay in the Minor Asura Realm for too long; otherwise, no matter how fierce this beast is, it would never have escaped our brothers' grasp."

"That's truly a pity," Han Li chuckled, unsure if he truly believed what was just said.

Xue Ran's eyes flickered, and just as he was about to ask Han Li some questions, a supremely joyful, aged voice suddenly came from outside the hall door.

"Haha, fellow Daoists have finally returned safely. This king has been waiting anxiously for a long time."

Footsteps sounded.

The white-robed elder's figure immediately flashed into view outside the door, and he strode towards them.

"Brother Spirit King, you've finally come out," Hei Lin said, overjoyed upon seeing the white-robed elder, standing up abruptly and speaking first. "As for the Asura Spider Core you wanted, we've already acquired it as per our agreement."

"Is that so? May this old man inspect it first?" A flicker of joy also appeared on the Spirit King's face, and he said eagerly.

"Naturally."

Hei Lin chuckled heartily, flicked his wrist, and a green ring flew out without any hesitation.

The Spirit King made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, snatching the ring. He opened its lid and swept his divine sense through it.

"Good, good... it is indeed an adult Asura Spider Core," the white-robed elder said with a satisfied expression not long after. "It contains a significant amount of the power of time, which should be enough to extract a trace of the power of light."

"Then, what I desire..." At this moment, Hei Lin asked, sounding somewhat nervous.

"Haha, don't worry. Fellow Daoist Hei, catch this," the white-robed elder chuckled, put away the ring in his hand, and flicked a sleeve towards Hei Lin.

A jade box adorned with several talismans flew out.

Hei Lin was overjoyed. He opened his mouth, and a black light shot out, enveloping the jade box before spinning and flying back.

Xue Ran, who was nearby, kept his eyes fixed on Mo Jianli and Han Li, appearing somewhat nervous.