Chapter 902: Heavenly Lan Saintess

**Volume Six: Heavenly Spirit Treasures**

*A Mortal's Journey to Immortality VIP, Volume Six: Heavenly Spirit Treasures*

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The "thing" in question was precisely the individual recently captured by the Great Jin cultivators. Referring to a corpse as a "thing" was not inappropriate.

Han Li gazed at the lifeless body of the young man on the ground, murmuring a few words to himself.

This was not his doing. When he had intended to revive the young man and question him about the origins of these Great Jin cultivators, the man's face was already purplish-black, indicating he had poisoned himself.

It seemed the young man was filled with enough hatred, knowing escape was impossible. He had apparently taken a potent poison beforehand, only then emerging to face the battle.

This way, once captured, he wouldn't have to fear torments like soul refinement. However, his spirit dissipated so quickly that it seemed he had taken additional measures to ensure its destruction.

Han Li shook his head, feeling a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

If the man in the afterlife knew he could have been saved, but had instead forfeited his chance at survival by committing suicide, Han Li wondered what expression he would show.

However, Han Li and the man were complete strangers, so he felt no particular emotion. Without further thought, he shot out a small fireball, instantly reducing the young man's corpse to ashes.

Moments later, the demonic cloud flew back, and his second Nascent Soul appeared, holding a black banner. With a gentle wave of the banner, a gust of wind swept through, gathering all the demonic energy into it. After a spin, it shot towards Han Li's crown, disappearing in a flash.

Only then did Han Li glance around, noticing that the Tu'tu mortals were all standing far away, looking in his direction with some apprehension.

"Alright. We can't stay here any longer. Come with me. Before the poison takes effect, you still need to tell me the location of the secret grotto," Han Li said indifferently towards a certain carriage.

"So you're an Elder of the Yin Luo Sect! No wonder. You could easily kill that old scoundrel Feng Zhen and possess a rare medicinal pill like the Haoyuan Pill." The carriage curtain slowly parted, and Feng Yue, wearing a hood, stepped out. His voice was unusual, subtly tinged with excitement.

"Heh heh! Yin Luo Sect Elder. We can discuss that later. Let's go," Han Li said with a cold chuckle, then without another word, released a flying sword and soared into the sky on his artifact.

After a brief hesitation, Feng Yue followed without further delay.

Immediately, the two, transformed into streaks of light, gradually moved further away, one after another, eventually vanishing into the horizon.

At this moment, the Tu'tu mortals in the distance bravely returned to their convoy. After their leaders met, they exchanged bitter smiles, looking at each other.

Now, the immortal masters they had hired were either dead or gone, and they were still utterly bewildered about what had happened, unable to comprehend it.

Several days later, news of the incident finally spread.

The sudden deaths of several immortal masters, even if they were low-level, was no minor matter, especially since it involved Great Jin cultivators who had come to trade with the Tu'tu tribe and the Holy Temple. It could not be taken lightly.

Upon hearing the news, some immortal masters from the Holy Temple rushed over. After an investigation and analysis, they finally identified the culprit: it was the outsider who had recently killed several Nascent Soul stage immortal masters in succession.

Through the testimonies of the mortals who witnessed the event, the outsider's identity seemed to become clear: he was an Elder from the Yin Luo Sect, one of the Ten Great Demonic Sects of the Great Jin.

Since the information came from a cultivator of the now-destroyed Nine Immortal Palace, it was likely accurate.

Moreover, how could the Tu'tu people not know about the formidable reputation of the Yin Luo Sect's prized treasure, the Ghost Luo Banner? This revelation sent a chill down the spines of the immortal masters who had participated in the previous interception battle.

It turned out that during the last great battle, this Yin Luo Sect Elder hadn't even used his full power, nor had he deployed such a supreme treasure. However, possessing such divine abilities and the Ghost Luo Banner, he was likely one of the top-ranked and most important figures among the Yin Luo Sect Elders.

As for why this person appeared on the grassland and attacked them so fiercely, another group of Tu'tu immortal masters suddenly realized the reason.

After all, decades ago, during the Holy War, the Yin Luo Sect had been behind their sworn enemies, the Mulan people. Could this Yin Luo Sect Elder have deliberately infiltrated deep into the grasslands this time to exact revenge for the Mulan people's defeat, or did he have some other agenda? This seemed to be the only plausible explanation.

With this somewhat plausible explanation, the Tu'tu people felt much more at ease. After all, no matter how powerful an enemy was, once their origins and motives were known, they became much easier to deal with.

On one hand, the Tianlan Sacred Hall immediately dispatched a large number of cultivators to patrol the border between the Great Jin and the grasslands, to prevent any Yin Luo Sect members from coming to assist their Elder. On the other hand, they assembled a group of extremely fast Nascent Soul stage immortal masters, ready to hunt down and kill this Yin Luo Sect Elder at any moment.

Regardless of how formidable the opponent's identity, there was no way they would allow him to leave the Tianlan Grassland alive.

Otherwise, once this incident became public, the cultivation world of the Tianlan Grassland, led by the Tianlan Sacred Hall, would be utterly disgraced.

Thus, on this year's Spirit Opening Day, the Spirit Opening Ceremony, personally presided over by the Holy Maiden at a certain Holy Temple, concluded very hastily, lasting only two days.

One day later, in a heavily guarded forbidden area behind the Holy Temple, over a hundred high-level Tu'tu immortal masters, having undergone purification rituals, gradually appeared.

This was a giant plaza, nearly a thousand zhang in area, with a colossal formation diagram drawn in its center. The embedded components alone numbered over a hundred.

At the core of the formation, in the center of the magic array, stood a five to six zhang tall gray-white rectangular altar. It was ancient and simple, made of ordinary white stone, with unknown rune symbols carved on its four sides, but no other inscriptions.

Around the magic array, there were over a dozen high-level immortal masters at the Nascent Soul stage. All of them stood quietly with solemn expressions, as if awaiting someone.

After a period of silence, roughly the duration of a meal, two women and one man entered side by side from outside the restricted area.

The one in the very center was a slender woman in silver robes. A white veil covered most of her beautiful face, but her dark hair cascaded like a cloud over her shoulders, and her skin was as flawless as snow. Her beautiful eyes were clear and dreamy, utterly breathtaking.

On one side stood a handsome young man who appeared to be in his early thirties, yet his flickering gaze conveyed an extraordinary sense of world-weariness.

The woman on the other side was a voluptuous and alluring enchantress. Dressed in yellow, she had long, peculiar hair like purple satin. On each of her exposed arms, a fist-sized, dark ghostly head bit down firmly, yet she showed no sign of pain as her beautiful eyes glinted.

"Greetings, Holy Maiden, Grand Immortal Masters!"

The surrounding Tu'tu immortal masters, upon seeing the three enter, all bowed slightly in respect.

The three also nodded in acknowledgment to those around them, stopping and turning around three or four zhang in front of the altar.

"Immortal masters, there's no need for excessive courtesy. This summoning ritual is not only for tracking down that outsider but also for the first attempt to permanently keep the Sacred Beast's avatar within the Holy Temple. I hope all fellow Daoists will do your best to assist me. To increase the success rate of this ritual, the two Grand Immortal Masters have specially spent over ten years to find two suitable sacrifices for this spell. Grand Immortal Masters, please present the sacrifices now." After the silver-robed woman elegantly turned, her melodious voice, like heavenly music, slowly and exceptionally clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Upon hearing this, most of the other Tu'tu immortal masters showed expressions of excitement.

The handsome young man and the purple-haired enchantress exchanged glances, then smiled faintly and clapped their hands simultaneously. Immediately, heavy footsteps echoed from outside the plaza, causing even the ground to tremble slightly.

At this, some people were greatly surprised and quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

From either side of the plaza, a team of two-zhang tall colossal bronze figures entered. Each team consisted of eight bronze figures, gleaming with golden light, slowly carrying a huge wooden stretcher towards the center of the plaza.

And upon the wooden stretcher, something colossal was faintly discernible.

When the bronze figures gradually carried the wooden stretcher to the front of the altar and carefully set it down, even the most composed individuals couldn't help but gasp upon clearly seeing what lay upon it.

A demon beast, resembling a wild ox and radiating blue-green light, and a snow-white giant python that had coiled itself several times, both were as massive as small hills. Yet, they lay drowsily and unconscious on the stretcher.

Not only that, but merely from the demonic aura emanating from them, those present could tell that these were two terrifying existences: peak Level Seven demon beasts, on the verge of entering Level Eight. No wonder even the two Grand Immortal Masters had to spend so long to capture them alive.

"This Green Wind Ox and Ice Scale Python are considered rare wild species, perfectly suitable for the sacrifice. However, whether we can truly use them to keep the Sacred Beast's avatar in the mortal realm permanently will depend on our tribe's destiny. Let the sacrifice begin now," the silver-robed woman said unhurriedly after her eyes, as clear and cold as autumn water, swept over everyone present. Then, she gently waved a hand towards one of the giant beasts on the stretcher.

A bundle of silver threads shot out from her hand, instantly transforming into hundreds of silver cords that tightly bound the demon beast. Then, under a shimmer of silver light, the massive body of the giant ox gently floated up and slowly moved towards the altar.

At that moment, the previously unconscious green ox suddenly awoke. Seeing this scene, it immediately trembled, knowing something was wrong, and tried to struggle free. However, it had already been subjected to several potent restrictions, in addition to being bound by hundreds of silver chains, making it impossible to move even an inch. It could only watch, horrified and enraged, as it was levitated onto the altar.

It opened its mouth as if to let out a roar, but no sound escaped; no bellowing could be heard.

The silver-robed woman twisted her waist, abruptly turning to face the altar. With a flick of her silver sleeve, a fist-sized ball of blue-green light shot out. After a swirl, it settled on the massive body of the green ox. It was a miniature cauldron enveloped in faint blue-green flames, spinning continuously, appearing profoundly mysterious.

The woman formed hand seals, and a melodious incantation slowly emanated from her lips. The blue-green flames surged, and the miniature cauldron gradually began to expand, transforming into an ancient cauldron about a zhang high.

If Han Li had been present to witness this scene, he would likely have been instantly dumbfounded.

Aside from the flames attached to it, this ancient cauldron bore a striking resemblance to the Void Heaven Cauldron. It had the same design and similar patterns of flowers, birds, insects, and beasts.

It was truly unbelievable!