Chapter 1012

Lin Lin Yinping followed the youth surnamed Xu without hesitation. For her, as the Heavenly Profound Saintess, even though she knew the current Han Li was terrifying, she had to rescue the Saint Beast clone.

Ge Ge Tianhao and the three Yin Luo Sect cultivators, however, had their expressions changing uncertainly.

The demonic path was mostly full of heartless people. They had originally attacked without hesitation because they thought that with a late-stage cultivator sitting in charge, they could easily take down Han Li. But they didn't expect the treasure in the other party's hand to be so powerful; with just one swing of the fan, even that Great Immortal Master of Heavenly Profound had to avoid its sharp edge.

Although the Great Immortal Master said it nicely, that the other party might only have one blow's worth of power, but possibility was just possibility. If they forced the other party to use secret techniques to forcefully stimulate their potential and swing it a few more times, they wouldn't have the confidence to block it again.

Moreover, hearing the conversation just now, the other party seemed to have another even more powerful precious tripod. This made the three of them even more hesitant. Although they all wanted to take back the Ghost Luo Banner to make a great contribution to the sect, if it required risking their lives, the three of them naturally wouldn't be willing. But to just stop chasing in front of the people from the Heavenly Profound Grasslands seemed somewhat impossible.

The three of them hesitated for a while.

"Go, we'll follow too. But don't go head-to-head with that guy surnamed Han for a while; we'll just provide some assistance from the side. As long as we don't take that fan head-on and dodge quickly, it should be fine." Ge Ge Tianhao finally made a decision in his heart and said in a low voice to the other two.

The two black-robed old men hesitated for a moment, then had to nod.

Thus, the three of them also flew to catch up.

The stone steps leading to Mount Kunwu Hall were very long, and even with Han Li sparing no effort in using thunder power, it took a quarter of an hour before he finally walked out of the stone steps and stopped in front of a piece of empty stone forest.

Calling it a stone forest, it was just a large area of several-zhang-high stone pillars standing on the ground. These stone pillars were intricately carved on the surface, inscribed with some runes and magic spells, and shimmering with faint spiritual light of various colors; clearly, this stone forest was a restriction formation.

However, the pillars that should have been neat and tidy were now all leaning, and many only had half-sections of remains left, and the ground was also covered with numerous broken stones, stone blocks, and large and small stone pits.

It turned out that this restriction had long been forcefully destroyed by someone using brute force.

Han Li only coldly swept a glance at this scene and plunged into the forest without a word.

The stone forest was not big, and after a few flashes, he appeared at the edge on the other side, but in front of him appeared another slanting stone slope.

This stone slope was paved with huge bluestone, and on the stone slope were some stone statues lying in a mess, and some magic tools like long spears and axes were scattered all over the ground.

Han Li's brows furrowed, but suddenly he felt something and raised his head to look at the end of the slope.

He saw that on a platform-like place a hundred zhang away, spiritual light was faintly flickering, and from time to time, explosive sounds came, as if someone were fighting there.

"Could it be that Old Demon Qian and the others have started fighting."

Han Li's heart stirred, and he lifted his light-body technique to fly toward the platform, while the aura on his body instantly retracted, and after a few sways, his figure also suddenly became blurry and finally disappeared without a trace.

Under Han Li's deliberate concealment, he finally stepped onto a vast open ground that was several times larger than the previous white jade square without a sound.

But after seeing the situation clearly, Han Li was stunned.

He saw that inside a white, hazy super-large light screen, five white shadows, one yellow shadow, and two cyan shadows were fighting fiercely.

The five white shadows were naturally the clones of Old Demon Qian's Five-Child Demon, each spitting gray energy, baring fangs and brandishing claws.

And that cyan shadow was a middle-aged cultivator, wrapped in a white bone giant ring, which was shimmering with yellow light. Occasionally, gray energy struck it, but after the yellow light swayed, it was as if nothing had happened. The middle-aged cultivator himself was also driving two red and yellow flying swords, desperately resisting the attack of the Five-Child Concentric Demon.

The two cyan shadows were two bronze giant lions about a zhang tall, following the five demons and the middle-aged cultivator, pouncing and biting incessantly. Their actions were as fast as lightning, and occasionally, as they opened their mouths, streaks of bowl-thick cyan light pillars were sprayed out, looking quite powerful.

The Five-Child Demon and the middle-aged cultivator didn't care much about the long-range attacks of the bronze lions, but they were very wary of the close-range pouncing of these beasts. If they couldn't avoid it, they would only temporarily give up on their opponent and give the beast a fierce blow.

But the two bronze lions were shimmering with cyan light, as if they were invulnerable to swords and spears; no matter if they were struck by gray energy or flying swords, except for retreating a few steps, they were completely unharmed.

This layer of white, hazy light was also somewhat strange; from time to time, silver electric arcs flickered on its surface. Once anyone approached the edge, the light screen would immediately thunder, and dense electric arcs would strike down like rain.

Although it seemed that the Five-Child Demon and the middle-aged cultivator protected by the strange bone ring had no problem taking these electric arcs, no one wanted to be hit by this fierce attack for no reason.

In this way, the fight in the light screen became even more intense.

"What is this, could it be a beast-fighting arena?" Seeing this scene, Han Li couldn't help but sigh.

He saw at a glance that this middle-aged cultivator, who was only at the Core Formation mid-stage, would have long since been pounced on by the Five-Child Demon and had his essence blood sucked dry if he hadn't relied on that strange bone ring. And those two bronze giant lions looked fierce, but they were just puppet beasts without anyone driving them. Old Demon Qian and the middle-aged cultivator were just unwilling to split their attention to deal with them. Otherwise, once they had the time, dealing with these beasts would be an easy task for either of them.

Muttering to himself in his heart, Han Li swept his gaze to both sides.

This light screen almost covered the entire platform, and on both sides of the platform, light radiance was flickering, clearly having other powerful restrictions that made it impossible for people to pass through.

In this way, Han Li's path was blocked.

But when he looked ahead, he discovered that behind the light screen, there was faintly a huge mountain gate, looking like the entrance to Mount Kunwu Hall.

Han Li's brows furrowed inadvertently.

He naturally wouldn't stop here. Otherwise, in a moment, the youth surnamed Xu and the others would catch up.

He flicked his sleeve without a sound, and the Three-Flame Fan hidden in his sleeve slid into his palm once again.

He prepared to rely on the power of this fan to temporarily break the restriction, then pass through the light screen and enter the other side with lightning speed. Although he would definitely be discovered by the two people fighting in the light screen, he had to take this risk; this place was definitely not a suitable place for him to fight with others.

Just as Han Li took a deep breath and was about to inject magic power into the precious fan, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a huge stone pier on the edge of the platform, a look of surprise appearing on his face!

Could it be an illusion? Why did he feel that there was a trace of strange spiritual waves there? But this fluctuation was truly minimal; if he hadn't been in a dangerous situation and released all his divine sense, he probably wouldn't have discovered it at all.

Feeling suspicious, blue light flashed in his pupils, and he subconsciously activated his Clear Spirit Eye divine ability.

As a result, Han Li saw a pair of demonic eyes flickering with faint red light behind the stone pier out of thin air.

"Silver-Winged Winged Yecha!" Startled, he recognized the owner of these demonic eyes in the blink of an eye, and without thinking, he forcefully injected spiritual power into his eyes.

Finally, under the increased power of his spiritual eyes, Han Li saw a ball of blurry shadow behind the red eyes, which was faintly the appearance of the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha. But this demonic creature was not looking toward Han Li's side, but was staring fixedly at the fighting situation in the light screen. It seemed that because of the restrictions in this mountain and Han Li's nameless concealment technique, it hadn't discovered Han Li's existence first.

However, Han Li didn't feel proud because of this, but instead felt his heart sink.

Because beside the shadow transformed by the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha, there actually existed two other blurry shadows. His spiritual eye divine ability was already fully activated, but he couldn't see them any clearer. He only faintly felt that one of them seemed to be the Lion-Bird Beast that had appeared once at the foot of the mountain, and the other, although in human form, was completely unfamiliar.

These demonic creatures were lurking here, and they seemed to be joining forces. Could it be that they were also interested in some treasure in Mount Kunwu Hall? Han Li's thoughts turned like lightning.

Just at this moment, Han Li suddenly had his expression stir and hurriedly looked back.

He saw that spiritual light was faintly flickering in the stone forest below the slope, and the youth surnamed Xu and the others were about to walk out of the stone forest, looking as if they were about to catch up to him.

Seeing this situation, Han Li didn't hesitate anymore. The spiritual fan in his hand let out a "pu-chi" sound, suddenly wrapped in a layer of three-colored flames, and then the precious fan slashed down at the light screen without a sound as if it were a sword.

With a muffled "boom," although Han Li could control the fan's power, the moment the three-colored flames touched the restriction, they still exploded with dazzling spiritual light.

Whether it was the Silver-Winged Winged Yecha and the three demons lurking behind the stone pier, or Old Demon Qian and the middle-aged cultivator fighting incessantly in the light screen, they were all taken aback and looked toward Han Li's side.

Seeing that his tracks had been exposed, Han Li didn't hide anything anymore. With a leap, his figure transformed into a dazzling cyan rainbow and flew into the hole he had just broken, shooting straight toward the other side of the light screen.

Under the condition of forcefully extracting magic power to resist the flight restriction, the cyan rainbow was as fast as lightning! In the blink of an eye, it flew several dozen zhang away, looking as if it were about to sweep across the middle of the platform.

"Bold!" Old Demon Qian let out a roar, and three of the five white shadows that were besieging the middle-aged cultivator suddenly swayed and disappeared from the spot.

In the next moment, they actually appeared in front of Han Li strangely, six cold green eyes staring at Han Li simultaneously.

"Get lost!" A sharp shout from Han Li came from the cyan light, followed by a thunderous sound, and a thick golden arc shot out from the escape light, circled once, and transformed into a golden electric dragon, pouncing fiercely toward the three white shadows.

"Evil-Warding Divine Thunder!" Seeing the golden electric arc, Old Demon Qian's voice rang out in surprise and anger; he actually recognized the origin of the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder.

The three clones of the child demon that were spitting demonic energy to block Han Li hurriedly swayed their figures and disappeared from the spot once again.

The golden dragon struck empty air, but the cyan rainbow took this opportunity to flash and sweep past this place, shooting to the vicinity of the other side of the light screen.

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