Chapter 433: Remnants Reappear

"Since you're unwilling to discuss these matters, then..." Revered Xungu changed the subject, seemingly intending to ask something else. But just then, a clear, melodious sound emanated from the old devil, so crisp and pleasant that Han Li was momentarily startled.

Revered Xungu heard the sound, first freezing, then revealing a look of incredulous delight.

Ignoring Han Li, he suddenly struck himself on the chest with a fist.

With a "whoosh," a small piece of pure white rib shot out from his body. It circled Revered Xungu once before landing back in his palm.

The clear, melodious sound, it turned out, was coming from this rib.

Han Li blinked, a hint of confusion in his eyes, feeling somewhat bewildered.

Yet, as the old devil held the object, the smile on his face deepened.

With a "bang," the old devil slightly tightened his five fingers, and the bone segment turned into white powder. From it floated a white light cluster and a black insect resembling a cricket.

The insect continuously chirped around the light cluster. But as soon as it saw Revered Xungu, it immediately stopped chirping and flew into his body on its own accord.

Seeing this, Revered Xungu burst into laughter, snatching the light cluster into his hand. The white light then vanished, revealing a slightly yellowed, old brocade handkerchief.

Upon seeing this object, Han Li, who was standing opposite, felt a jolt in his heart.

The brocade handkerchief looked so familiar; wasn't it strikingly similar to the fragmented map he had obtained from the Black Fiend Cult Master? Could there be some connection between the two?

Han Li's mind began to race. Knowing this could be a clue to unlock the secret of the fragmented map, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, meticulously observing the other party's every move.

Unfortunately, after a quick glance, Revered Xungu swiftly tucked the brocade handkerchief into his robe. Then, with a calm expression, he spoke to Han Li:

"Since you have no connection with those two rebellious disciples, I have no more time to waste with you. I have other urgent matters, so let's go our separate ways! Also, a word of advice: if you linger here any longer, my wicked disciple might arrive upon hearing the news." Having said this, Revered Xungu completely disregarded Han Li's reaction. With a cold laugh, he transformed into a streak of bloody light, flashed past Han Li's side, and then shot out through the entrance, appearing extremely rushed.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

But he quickly moved, transforming into a green streak that circled the hall once. He collected the magic treasures and storage bags of Jin Qing and the others, then used several fireballs to reduce the corpses to ashes before also flying out of the area.

He didn't bother to ponder the brocade handkerchief further, fearing that if he left too late, the other party might have tampered with the cave entrance, which would lead to significant trouble.

However, the old devil hadn't even glanced at the storage bags of these few individuals. It was unclear whether he simply disdained the items of these Core Formation cultivators or if he was too careless due to the urgency of the situation. This certainly benefited Han Li.

Still, the snatching of his avatar, Qu Hun, left Han Li feeling extremely distressed and resentful!

Yet, engaging in a fight with the opponent would likely result in low odds of victory, leaving Han Li feeling helpless once more.

As he was thinking this, he flew out from underground and reached the surface.

The old devil had already vanished without a trace, leaving Han Li astonished by the marvel of his escape technique.

However, looking at the silent surroundings and reflecting on how many people had entered the underground, only for him to emerge alone, Han Li felt an inexplicable sense of desolate loneliness rise in his heart.

But this negative emotion was fleeting, swiftly cast aside. After all, the path of cultivation was still very long; this was no time for sentimentality.

Han Li dared not linger. After quickly discerning his direction, he immediately fled towards the island's edge. As he flew, he rummaged through his storage bag.

A moment later, a brocade handkerchief, also emitting white light, appeared in his hand.

Gazing at the object, Han Li's heart stirred.

He didn't need to look closely to know that this brocade handkerchief was definitely of the same type as the one Revered Xungu had. He just didn't know what secret it held that could make even someone as cunning as the old devil lose his composure so completely.

Thinking this, Han Li couldn't help but examine the brocade handkerchief closely.

He saw that the previously indistinct map had now completely vanished. In its place, on the otherwise blank brocade handkerchief, appeared a small golden light-sword pattern. No matter how Han Li turned the handkerchief, this light-sword would slowly point directly to the northwest. From its tip, a thin red line extended straight to the edge of the handkerchief, emitting a faint glow.

Han Li frowned. Although he didn't know the exact function of the object, if he couldn't understand the meaning of such a simple map, he would be too foolish.

This clearly instructed the holder to go in the direction indicated by the small sword. Surely, some opportunity awaited the map holder at the end of that red line!

Holding the map, Han Li fell into contemplation.

Given Revered Xungu's hasty departure, it was clear that the map's effect likely had a time limit. And judging by the delight on his face, the benefits it offered must be substantial.

If he wanted to investigate thoroughly, he would have to depart immediately according to the map's directions. Otherwise, either the map's effect would expire, or someone else would claim the benefits first.

Han Li pondered for a while, then hesitated for quite some time before resolutely adjusting his direction. A green rainbow sliced through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he departed from the desolate island.

About fifteen minutes later, a vast, eerie black mist rushed from a distance to the island. It hovered briefly near the wide-open cave entrance, then dissipated, revealing a pale, bloodless middle-aged man.

The man looked at the completely destroyed array formations and restrictions, and the Spirit-Sealing Pillars that had been pushed aside. His eyebrows immediately shot up in anger, and he instantly entered the underground cave, causing the ground to tremble.

Next, wrapped in a black glow, the middle-aged man flew out of the cave, soaring directly into the sky.

With an anxious expression, he looked around. Suddenly, he spun rapidly, and dozens of black rays shot out, transforming into enormous black birds that flew in all directions, swiftly searching the area within a hundred li.

But when all the giant birds returned, they had still found nothing.

The middle-aged man's expression was exceedingly grim!

He looked up at the sky, making no other movements for a long time.

After an unknown period, he suddenly let out a series of cold laughs.

"Old monster, what good is it if you escape this place? You are no longer the original Profound Bone Demonic Ancestor, and I am no longer merely a Core Formation disciple under your sect. Once I'm done with the affairs of the Void Heaven Palace, I'll search the entire Scattered Star Seas and drag you out!" With these words, he no longer hesitated, soaring into the air and once again transforming into a large mass of black mist.

Then, as if to vent his anger, a thick black pillar of light, as wide as a water barrel, shot out from the mist. The ground near the cave entrance caved in, becoming a desolate ruin.

Afterward, the black mist darted away swiftly, like a meteor chasing the moon.

Han Li, of course, knew nothing of what had transpired on the island. At this moment, he was diligently flying through the sky, controlling his magic treasure according to the direction indicated on the map.

Fearing a collision with Revered Xungu, Han Li remained extremely vigilant throughout his journey, periodically unleashing his full spiritual sense to guard against surprise attacks.

As a result, several days passed without incident, allowing Han Li to breathe a slight sigh of relief.

However, on this particular day, as Han Li was diligently pressing on with his journey, sounds of combat suddenly reached him from ahead. Faint explosions and dazzling flashes of light were visible, indicating that cultivators were engaged in a battle there.

Han Li frowned. Relying on his powerful spiritual sense, he focused his gaze from a distance.

It turned out to be a man and a woman fighting intensely against three cultivators in brocade robes, who exuded an air of malevolence.

However, their skill level was pitifully low, only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, and the man and woman seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Han Li rubbed his nose.

Knowing these individuals posed no threat, he couldn't be bothered to take a detour. He prepared to simply activate his magic treasure and sweep past them from the side.

As for the cultivators engaged in battle, he had no intention of interfering. Pressing on with his journey was more important!

With that thought, Han Li slightly increased his speed, transforming into a green rainbow that shot forward, arriving before the group in a flash.

The fighting cultivators were greatly alarmed. They spontaneously stopped their attacks, retreated, and retracted their magic tools.

As Han Li passed them, his sword light paused slightly. He cast a casual sideways glance, but then couldn't help but let out a surprised "Oh?"

At the same time, after the female cultivator among the pair clearly saw Han Li's face, she cried out in delight:

"Elder Han, I am a direct disciple of Right Envoy Zhuo of the Misty Sound Sect. I hope Elder Han can lend us a hand. These three are great enemies of our sect, cultivators from the Poison Dragon Guild."