Chapter 898: Crisis

Volume Six: Heavenly Spirit Treasures

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"Of course. I'm not interested in other matters. It's done. This spot is a bit conspicuous; follow me to another location for the spell." Han Li smiled slightly, and without waiting for the other's consent, he flicked his sleeve across the young man's face.

A wave of azure mist unfurled, directly enveloping Feng Yue's head. The young man instantly swayed and fell backward, but the azure mist caught him around the waist, lifting him gently into the air.

Although Han Li's cultivation was sealed, his mastery of spiritual energy techniques was still impeccable, far beyond what a Foundation Establishment cultivator could achieve.

At this moment, the dark cloud formed by the second Nascent Soul also shot out from the nearby forest. After a flicker, it reverted to its infant form, reappearing before Han Li. One hand still gripped the three-edged awl, while the other held the old Eagle-Eyed cultivator's Nascent Soul.

"Keeping it is useless; destroy it," Han Li said casually, emotionlessly, after glancing at the old Nascent Soul.

Upon hearing this, the second Nascent Soul grinned mischievously, and black-green flames suddenly emerged from its tightly clenched small hands.

With a tremor, the green light cluster silently dissipated into a wisp of smoke within the flames.

Simultaneously, Han Li flicked a finger, sending an egg-sized fireball to strike the old corpse's remains.

Flames shot into the sky, and the old Eagle-Eyed cultivator was utterly annihilated, body and soul, from the world.

Afterward, Han Li gestured towards the ground, and both a storage pouch and the fiery red small sword flew into his hand.

After clearing away the remaining obvious traces, Han Li took Feng Yue and ascended into the sky on a spiritual tool, heading towards the pile of scattered rocks where he had meditated earlier.

Before his cultivation was unsealed, he naturally had to be extra cautious.

However, to be honest, Han Li was quite depressed at the moment.

Although his spiritual sense was incredibly powerful, comparable to that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator, he generally dared not extend it too far now. Instead, he had to actively retract most of it. Otherwise, if a Grand Immortal Master of the Tuwu people or another Tuwu Immortal Master specializing in spiritual sense secret arts were to discover him, it would be a dead end.

However, if he only kept his spiritual sense confined to the vicinity, a high-level Tuwu cultivator might approach without him knowing.

Back when he was cultivating the Gold Devouring Beetles in the central grasslands, his detection was partly due to a slight relaxation and carelessness. But more significantly, it was because he had retracted his spiritual sense to a close range. As a result, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, who was chasing a demonic beast, flew over with such astonishing speed—seemingly no less than a late Nascent Soul cultivator—that a distance of over twenty li was covered almost instantly. Even if he had detected them, he wouldn't have had time to retrieve the beetles and leave, leading to that unexpected disaster.

Yet, in the vast Heavenly Net Grasslands, he just happened to encounter a mid-Nascent Soul Tuwu Immortal Master skilled in flight techniques. It was hard to say whether the other party was extremely unlucky or if he himself was even more unfortunate!

He believed that if both sides had even a slight understanding of each other's divine abilities, they probably wouldn't have started fighting.

Every time he thought about it, Han Li couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Currently, his spiritual energy was indeed sealed due to the backlash of malevolent aura. As for his opponent, who had only managed to escape with one-seventh of his Nascent Soul using that strange divine ability, his cultivation was likely severely damaged. It was unknown when he would fully recover.

For some reason, he calmly descended onto the pile of scattered rocks.

A day later, Han Li returned to the encampment as promised. There were noticeably fewer tents here than two days prior, indicating that some tribes had finished resting and had departed.

However, by the time Han Li returned to the Azure Heron Tribe's tent, Ying Lu and the others had already made all the necessary preparations, including carriages. They were waiting for Immortal Master Han Li to return.

Upon seeing Han Li, Ying Lu was naturally overjoyed and quickly invited him into a carriage. Then, he led the convoy away from the spot, heading straight for the exit on the other side of the encampment.

Han Li sat in his original carriage, gently closed his eyes, and prepared to rest for a while.

What he hadn't expected was that shortly after the carriage passed through the entrance, it suddenly creaked to a halt.

Han Li frowned and opened his eyes, but he didn't lift the carriage curtain. Instead, he directly extended a portion of his spiritual sense to observe the surrounding situation.

Not long after, several more small convoys arrived one after another. The leaders of these convoys politely greeted Ying Lu, then merged their groups together.

It was then that Han Li realized the leader of the Azure Heron Tribe had, in his two-day absence, actually rallied numerous smaller tribes to travel together.

Each of these convoys had an immortal cultivator as an escort, but their cultivation levels were, naturally, abysmal. Two of the convoys even had Immortal Masters who were still at the Qi Condensation stage, meaning they hadn't even officially qualified as Immortal Masters according to the Tuwu people. It was unclear how these two tribes managed to join the convoy.

Han Li's Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivation, despite being sealed, ironically made him the highest-cultivated individual in the entire convoy.

Han Li rubbed his chin, shaking his head with a wry smile.

In his opinion, bringing these people along would not only provide no assistance but would actually be more of a hindrance.

Just then, the Red Wolf Tribe's convoy also hurried over. As Han Li's gaze flickered towards a certain carriage in the convoy, he was about to extend his spiritual sense when another extremely faint wisp of spiritual sense swept through the convoy. If Han Li's spiritual sense hadn't far surpassed the other party's, he probably wouldn't have detected it at all.

Han Li's expression changed, and without further thought, he hastily retracted his aura.

Indeed, after that wisp of spiritual sense scanned the entire convoy, it immediately turned back to inspect the carriages with cultivators. After circling Han Li's body a few times, it eventually flew out of the carriage without finding anything.

Han Li's face darkened as he cast a cold glance in the direction of the encampment he had just left.

Meanwhile, on the second-floor platform of a bluestone pavilion within the encampment, three Tuwu individuals stood facing the direction of Han Li's convoy. The leader, a bald-browed old man, suddenly let out a soft 'hmm,' then abruptly opened his previously closed eyes, a hint of doubt appearing on his face.

"Elder Eagle, have you found that person?" asked the burly middle-aged man, his face changing with tension, from among the two cultivators—a man and a woman—standing behind the old man.

"Hmph! Don't worry. It's not that outsider. It seems to be someone who has been poisoned with a powerful toxin, completely enveloped by its aura but still not dead. That's quite peculiar," the bald-browed old man remarked with a hint of displeasure, glancing at the burly man.

"Uncle-Master, Brother Li is just a bit worried. Of course, Uncle-Master certainly wouldn't fear that outsider. But with only one Nascent Soul cultivator here, you, and that person being so formidable, even if you could resist him, it would be disastrous if so many small tribal leaders and low-level Immortal Masters in the encampment were dragged into it. We two wouldn't be able to bear such a responsibility," another woman in palace attire quickly interjected with a smile, helping the burly man.

"You don't need to flatter me. If that person hadn't been gravely injured, even two or three of me wouldn't be his match. However, now that he has been struck by the Grand Immortal Master's Immortal-Capturing Hand, he is no longer a threat. For a period, I will remain stationed here to prevent him from slipping past. The Holy Temple must acquire the method for cultivating Gold Devouring Beetles from that outsider. Furthermore, not only this encampment but all nearby encampments will also have high-level Immortal Masters, just like myself, gradually stationed there."

"Once the inescapable net is set, the Saintess and another Grand Immortal Master will also arrive at the nearby Holy Temple. As soon as the Spirit Awakening Ceremony concludes, the Saintess and the two Grand Immortal Masters will activate the Holy Artifacts, summon a sacred beast clone, and then, using the sacred beast's power, swiftly locate the outsider's hiding place. At that point, the outsider will have no escape," the bald-browed old man stated unhurriedly.

"I see. No wonder the Immortal Masters who gave the orders haven't sent anyone to urge our actions since then," the woman in palace attire said, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Hmph! Your little tricks—who can they fool? Still, I can't blame you. Even with severe injuries, that person is not someone you can defeat. Not just you, but search teams in other areas with lower cultivation levels are in similar situations. We old fellows never truly expected to find him using the 'beating the grass to startle the snake' method. After all, the outsider's escape techniques are extraordinary; he not only mastered earth evasion but also used an extremely bizarre blood-colored evasion technique for his final escape. Even if he were discovered, without a Grand Immortal Master present, it would be impossible to retain him. The same applies to us. However, it's enough that you are aware of this information. The superficial work still needs to be done. You must still search the vicinity periodically," the old man said with a grunt.

"Yes, Elder (Uncle-Master)!" the burly middle-aged man and the woman in palace attire exchanged glances, then replied with undisguised joy.

After all, they had been somewhat worried about their previous perfunctory actions. But now that the person before them had clarified the situation, their minds were completely at ease.

"By the way, Elder Eagle, since you've just noticed that the person in the convoy who was poisoned seems a bit strange, should your junior keep him here for you to investigate the cause?" the burly man asked, trying to ingratiate himself.

"That person..." The bald-browed old man's heart stirred, and he stroked his beard in contemplation.

"Never mind. That person either took some spiritual elixir or possesses some poison-warding treasure to be like that. There's nothing too mysterious about it. However, his sect's elders should have some background. And from what I see, there's a presence of death energy on him. He probably won't last for more than a few days. If he were to die on our side, it might cause some trouble," the bald-browed old man said, waving a hand.

"Yes, as Elder says." The burly man's attempt to flatter backfired, and he looked sheepish.

At that moment, the bald-browed old man cast another glance towards the convoy. His brows unconsciously furrowed slightly.

He wondered if it was just an illusion. When he had first scanned the convoy earlier, his eyelids had suddenly twitched slightly, and for an instant, he had felt an unusual sense of oppression emanating from a cultivator in another carriage. But this feeling was too fleeting; by the time he conducted a second, more thorough investigation, he found no abnormality on that person.

This left him feeling somewhat perplexed and uncertain.

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