Chapter 311: Demonization

A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Volume 3, Volume 4 - Winds of the Overseas

"Don't take it, dodge quickly!"

Struggling against intense pain, Steward Wang, held in Han Li's hand, shouted loudly, attempting to warn the Young Prince.

Evidently, his warning came too late.

Upon hearing this, although the Young Prince instinctively shifted his body to the side, hoping to evade the sharp edge of the cyan giant sword, the sword abruptly changed from a cleave to a glancing blow, gently brushing past his leg. The protective black aura around him instantly dissipated upon impact, offering no resistance whatsoever.

As a result, after both of his lower legs were effortlessly sliced off, the Young Prince screamed loudly and immediately fainted.

Having been accustomed to a life of luxury since childhood, and despite his exceptional cunning, he had never truly experienced hardship. Naturally, he couldn't endure the excruciating pain of his severed legs.

However, this scene startled Han Li. He had thought that after not using his Azure Essence Sword Aura for so long, he had accidentally killed the opponent!

Once he understood what had happened, Han Li, feeling both exasperated and amused, lifted the man and flew towards the Four Friends of Mengshan.

Han Li was pleased with his great victory, but he also felt a bit puzzled.

Given the dangerous feeling he had initially gotten from the Young Prince and Steward Wang, these two should have been quite formidable. Yet, they were captured so easily. Could his mysterious spiritual sense be malfunctioning?

Han Li shook his head, finding it somewhat strange.

At this moment, the remaining black-clad cultivators, who had been lingering in the distance, witnessed this scene. Realizing that staying any longer would be pointless, they exchanged glances and began to truly disperse and flee, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Han Li had no intention of pursuing them. These were merely peripheral figures, just like the Four Friends of Mengshan, and not worth the effort of chasing.

As he thought this, he flew back to the Four Friends of Mengshan, casually tossing the two captives he held, and calmly stated:

"Stop their bleeding, and then get their confessions!"

The young man and the second eldest of the Four Friends of Mengshan immediately moved to catch the two men, not daring to show the slightest neglect.

At this moment, the Four Friends of Mengshan held not just superficial respect for Han Li, but a profound awe stemming from the depths of their hearts. Han Li's earlier display of divine power had left an indelible impression on them.

"Senior, your cultivation techniques are truly profound; we juniors are immensely enlightened!" the black-faced elder said with utmost reverence.

"It's nothing, merely a trick!"

Seeing the awestruck expressions of the Four Friends of Mengshan, Han Li felt a touch of pride, but outwardly he maintained an air of nonchalance, making them perceive him as even more unfathomable.

Just then, a series of thunderous clangs echoed, causing Han Li's expression to subtly change.

The Four Friends of Mengshan hastily looked over. After the middle-aged woman clearly saw what was happening, she immediately pointed with a panicked expression and said to Han Li:

"Senior, look! Your magic tool!"

Han Li had already turned around and looked up, only to see the "Sky-Covering Bell" that had trapped the bald man. Inside, it was emitting deafening roars, while its outer surface was undergoing incredible deformation.

With each successive sound, the Sky-Covering Bell...