**Volume 6: Heavenly Spiritual Treasure**
**A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality VIP Volume 6: Heavenly Spiritual Treasure**
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As Han Li prepared to engage the ancient devil's separated soul, risking a test to see if the devil's injuries had fully healed, the ancient devil's expression suddenly shifted, and it glanced sharply behind itself.
Han Li was startled for a moment, then also sensed something, raising an eyebrow as he looked in the same direction.
Moments later, a spiritual light flickered on the distant horizon, and then an astonishing rainbow suddenly appeared there, streaking towards them with incredible speed that even surprised Han Li. Faint sounds of wind and thunder could also be heard from within the escaping light.
Seeing a cultivator approaching, the ancient devil's eyes flashed with fierce light. It then suppressed the stern expression on its face and watched the approaching escape light impassively.
Over this short distance of twenty to thirty li, the astonishing rainbow arrived nearby in an instant. With a flash of spiritual light, a dishevelled monk appeared several tens of zhang away.
This monk had a full, fleshy face, holding a crimson alms bowl in one hand and a several-chi-long verdant Buddhist staff in the other. He glanced at Han Li and the ancient devil before him, and seeing how similar their faces were, a flicker of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"May I ask which fellow Daoist has just emerged from the exchange meeting? I have an urgent matter I wish to discuss with you," the monk asked with a sudden smile, his eyes slightly shifting.
Han Li's lips twitched. He cast a sidelong glance at the man, saying nothing.
This monk was a Mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and both his cultivation and the treasures he held seemed quite extraordinary; no wonder he dared to pursue them alone. However, Han Li knew exactly what the other party was thinking, and naturally bothered to pay him no mind.
The ancient devil, on the other hand, had immediately clasped its hands behind its back and gazed up at the sky the moment the monk appeared, not sparing him a single glance, as if he were invisible.
Seeing Han Li and the ancient devil's attitude, the monk grew furious.
One must know that ever since he had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, relying on his Bloodflame Bowl and Coiling Dragon Staff, even cultivators of the same rank treated him with exceptional politeness. Never had he been so slighted.
However, Han Li and the ancient devil before him displayed Mid-Nascent Soul and Early-Nascent Soul cultivation respectively, and given their similar appearances, he naturally assumed they were working together. Although he didn't believe he would necessarily lose fighting two against one, his chances of winning wouldn't be great. Therefore, despite his extremely grim expression, he could only barely control his anger for the moment, secretly plotting a malicious scheme to defeat them one by one.
But before he could devise a good plan, more light flickered from the direction they had come from. Three escape lights of different colors then simultaneously appeared, forming a line as they approached them.
The monk was stunned by this sight.
He had prided himself on his unique divine ability in escape techniques, which allowed him to catch up with Han Li so quickly. He wondered what divine abilities these three behind him possessed; they were numerous and powerful, yet only a step slower than him. It seemed unlikely that he could monopolize the treasure now. However, their arrival meant he wouldn't have to risk facing two cultivators alone, so in that regard, it didn't seem entirely bad.
With this thought, a sinister expression appeared on the monk's face, and he began to sweep his dark gaze over Han Li and the ancient devil.
As if sensing the monk's ill-intentioned gaze, the ancient devil, who had been looking up at the sky, suddenly lowered its head. Its eyes swept over the approaching escape lights, and a look of impatience appeared on its face.
"How troublesome. I thought only this one fellow would cause a disturbance, but it seems there are so many seeking death. In that case, I'll send you on your way first." After speaking coldly, a black light flashed from the ancient devil's body, and it suddenly transformed into a streak of black light, shooting directly towards the monk.
The monk cursed "seeking death" inwardly. Without hesitation, he flipped his alms bowl, and immediately a stream of blood-red flames shot out, forming a large screen of fire that protected him. With his other hand, he lifted and released his verdant Buddhist staff, which transformed into a green jade flood dragon that flew straight towards the black light.
As the flood dragon spewed green mist and fiercely clawed at the black light that the ancient devil had transformed into, the black light merely flickered and suddenly vanished mid-flight.
The monk, being experienced in combat with others, was alarmed by this sight. Without time to think, he quickly formed hand seals with both hands, sending several blue incantations into the surrounding fire screen. The flames immediately surged several times in height, transforming into a towering blue-red fiery whirlwind, twenty to thirty zhang tall, creating an astonishing display.
Still uneasy, the monk patted his waist with one hand, about to retrieve another protective treasure.
But at that very instant, an unexpected change occurred!
Several zhang to one side of the monk, a black light flashed, and two entirely purplish-black arms shot out like lightning, piercing into the fire screen without the slightest hint of fear.
"Ah!"
Upon seeing this, the monk's heart turned cold. Without time to think, he let out a loud roar, and as he opened his mouth, a large expanse of golden light shot out, instantly coalescing into a shimmering shield in front of him. At the same time, his body trembled, and he was about to flee far away to the side.
With a soft 'bang,' the glittering golden shield shattered like paper under a single strike from the two demonic claws. The moment the monk's body moved, two large holes were simultaneously pierced through his dantian. Then, the two demonic arms fiercely pulled apart, instantly tearing his entire body into two pieces. His internal organs and a large quantity of blood rained down from mid-air.
After a wail, a red Nascent Soul, controlling a golden flying sword, flashed and instantly teleported twenty-odd zhang away from the shattered corpse.
But just as a golden light flashed on the Nascent Soul's body, and it was about to move further away, it had no chance.
A purple line suddenly flashed past the Nascent Soul from behind. The Nascent Soul only felt a warmth in its mind, something piercing through the back of its skull. With a sharp shriek, the Nascent Soul immediately lost all its strength, offering no resistance as it was swept back by the purple line and instantly vanished into the flames.
At this moment, the three escape lights from the distant horizon had just flown to several hundred zhang away, and the cultivators within them clearly witnessed this scene. The three cultivators were immediately scared out of their wits. How could they dare to approach further? After circling from afar, they fled backwards at an escape speed even faster than when they arrived.
All three were Early-Nascent Soul cultivators. They had originally believed that by combining forces, they could scheme for some benefit. However, witnessing from afar that the notorious Evilfire Monk, a renowned Mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, had his physical body mercilessly destroyed and his Nascent Soul captured in a single encounter, how could they not be terrified?
How could they dare to come forward and seek their own deaths for some treasure? Naturally, they made a hasty retreat.
In a blink of an eye, the three escape lights vanished without a trace!
Facing the ancient devil's ruthlessness in instantly killing the monk, Han Li also drew a sharp breath, staring at the distant flames, his expression becoming uncertain.
A sharp, eerie laugh emanated from the flames, then all the flames instantly extinguished, and the ancient devil's form reappeared.
Once Han Li saw clearly, his lips couldn't help but twitch, and his face darkened.
He saw that the ancient devil had transformed into a demonized, half-human, half-demon appearance. Although its face and body still retained a human form, its arms and torso, exposed from its torn green robe, had all turned purplish-black and nearly doubled in size.
What was even more chilling was that a several-chi-long purple tongue extended from its slightly agape mouth. The front half of this tongue was raised high, its tip piercing the Nascent Soul of the monk, whose fate was unknown. A pair of emotionless eyes stared coldly at Han Li.
Han Li's eyes narrowed. He met the devil's gaze without flinching, remaining silent.
"Han boy, you can't get entangled with this devil for long. This place isn't too far from the underground exchange. I'm afraid more cultivators will arrive soon, and by then, you might not be able to leave," Grand Expanse Divine Lord reminded him with some concern.
"I know. I originally wanted to gauge the difference in divine abilities between this devil and the main soul, but now it seems it's not the right time to fight it. It's too risky. Let's go," Han Li said calmly. Then he shook his sleeve, and the circling golden flying swords in front of him hummed before being all drawn into his sleeve. Next, he opened his mouth, and several clots of vital blood shot out, instantly enveloping Han Li's figure in a dense, thick blood mist.
"Trying to leave? Don't you think it's too late?" An inhuman light flashed in the ancient devil's eyes. It retracted its long tongue, swallowing the Nascent Soul in one gulp. Its body then flickered and vanished from its spot once again.
Han Li completely ignored the other party's actions. Forming hand seals, a pair of silvery-white wings suddenly appeared on his back amidst thunderous roars, and his figure began to blur within the blood mist.
However, almost simultaneously, a black light flashed in front of Han Li, and the ancient devil's terrifying demonized figure instantly appeared before him. Its teleportation speed was nearly half faster than when it dealt with the monk just now, indicating it hadn't used its full power then.
Han Li, who had been exceptionally calm, changed color, muttering "not good" to himself.
The ancient devil, meanwhile, flashed a sinister grin. Opening its mouth, it was about to launch the strange purple tongue from its mouth to instantly kill Han Li, who was enveloped in the blood mist.
But at that moment, an extremely cold snort suddenly echoed in the ancient devil's mind. This sound was like an invisible force; even with the ancient devil's extraordinarily powerful spiritual sense, it immediately felt a sharp pain in its head, letting out a faint groan, and its movements involuntarily paused.
And in that brief moment, Han Li flashed within the blood mist, transforming into a blood shadow and shooting out. Within a few breaths, he vanished on the horizon.
The ancient devil was startled and hastily released its spiritual sense. But just as it located Han Li a hundred li away, Han Li executed another Blood Shadow Escape and fled beyond the reach of its spiritual sense.
The ancient devil froze in place.
"Shadow Transformation Escape? Isn't that fellow Ironwing Demon's secret art? How can a cultivator from the human realm also perform it? This is a bit troublesome. No, it seems slightly different!" it muttered a few times, then fell into thoughtful contemplation, a hint of deliberation on its face.
But at this moment, spiritual lights flickered in the distant sky. Immediately, six or seven escape lights of varying colors simultaneously appeared on the horizon and approached them.
The ancient devil's expression shifted. Startled from its contemplation, it cast a cold glance at the approaching group of cultivators, a fierce glint flashing across its face.
"Perfect timing. The Nascent Souls I devoured a few years ago have just been completely refined. Now if I devour another batch, my injuries should be fully recovered in a few years, I presume," the ancient devil muttered grimly. It then took a deep breath, and immediately, large quantities of black-purple demonic energy surged out from its body, completely enveloping its form moments later.
Following several fierce roars, the demonic energy churned and surged, and a colossal, two-headed, four-armed demonic creature vaguely emerged within it. Its four black-purple demonic eyes, devoid of emotion, fixated on the incoming escape lights.
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