Chapter 1019: Sneak Attack

As soon as the two monsters got off the giant tortoise's back, the tortoise's body flashed with spiritual light, transforming back into the ugly woman's appearance. Only, her ugly face looked exceptionally pale, as if she had consumed a lot of vitality passing through that Gold Magnetic Heavy Light just now.

The three monsters' figures flashed, shooting toward the hall without stopping.

At this time, the blood shadow transformed by Old Demon Qian had already flown in a step ahead. The three monsters happened to see countless silver threads piercing through the blood shadow, stabbing its body full of holes. However, blinding blood light erupted from the blood shadow's body, and while its body was being damaged, it was also constantly repairing itself.

In such a situation, the blood shadow transformed by Old Demon Qian did not stop at all, disappearing into the Arctic Yuan Light in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the three monsters did not dare to hesitate any longer. As if they had discussed a countermeasure long ago, the Lion-Bird Beast's figure flickered, suddenly standing in front, while opening its bloody mouth.

A golden sound wave sprayed out silently from its mouth. Wherever it passed, all the silver threads snapped inch by inch instantly.

Following closely behind, the Silver-Winged Nightcha flapped its wings hard, and a cyan gale surged out from its wings, cooperating with the golden wave to blow the broken silver threads away instantly.

Thus, under the constant sweeping of the two divine abilities, a "cleared area" finally appeared. The three monsters took the opportunity to charge into it, then slowly ran toward the depths of the hall.

Lin Lin Yinping, who remained outside the Mount Kunwu Hall, saw her beautiful face turn ugly. In the blink of an eye, the only ones left in place continuing to destroy the giant trees were them and Ge Ge Tianhao's group.

She bit her beautiful teeth slightly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she turned her head to say to the youth surnamed Xu:

"Brother Xu, we..."

"Holy Maiden, don't be anxious. Our main target is just that brat surnamed Han; the treasures in this hall don't matter. Besides, with so many people having gone in, how could the treasures be easily monopolized by anyone? Let's destroy these giant trees and then guard outside the hall gate," the youth surnamed Xu said, driving a jade flying sword to bombard a giant tree incessantly, remaining unmoved.

"Haha! Brother Xu's words make sense. Even if others get the treasures, they will always have to come out through the hall gate. Although we cannot enter the Arctic Yuan Light, if they want to leave easily, they will have to ask whether we agree or not," Ge Ge Tianhao also laughed loudly.

Lin Lin Yinping looked at the silver light threads in the hall, pondered for a moment, and nodded calmly.

The other two black-robed old men, hearing this, also felt it made some sense. Their worries about gains and losses faded quite a bit, and they also honestly continued to attack the giant trees.

In the blink of an eye, a "boom" sounded, and a scorched yellow giant tree over ten zhang tall fell under their attacks.

At the same time, Han Li stood in the depths of the Mount Kunwu Hall, let out a long breath, and looked back at the dense silver light threads behind him.

"The ancient cultivators were truly cunning, actually setting up an illusion array within the Arctic Yuan Light. If it weren't for my Bright and Clear Spirit Eyes, I'm afraid coming out would have been quite troublesome," he muttered to himself before turning his head to look ahead.

The location he was currently in should be the rear half of the Mount Kunwu Hall. The area was not too large, but directly facing his direction, there were two rows of over a dozen wooden chairs of various styles, forming a place like a council hall.

And at the end of these wooden chairs, there was another pale golden chair placed right in the middle, and beside this chair, there was a green case table about a zhang high.

The chair was nothing special, merely carved from ordinary golden-thread spirit wood, but the desk was entirely emerald green and dripping with vitality, radiating abundant spiritual energy. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary object, and furthermore, it was currently shrouded in a layer of greenish light. Through this light barrier, one could faintly see several items placed upon the jade desk.

This should be the treasure of the Mount Kunwu Hall!

Han Li raised his eyebrows, swept his gaze left and right. The surroundings were empty, with nothing eye-catching. Finally, his gaze turned back to the front, and he looked up, landing on something.

It was a painting hanging on the hall wall behind the pale golden chair, an inconspicuous painting, a "Three People Gazing at the Moon" painting.

A monk, a Daoist, and a Confucian scholar, three blurry figures in a bamboo forest, were chatting about something while facing a full moon.

Because this painting was only a foot in size, the picture was slightly yellow and dim, with no spiritual light appearing at all, so even Han Li hadn't noticed this object at first. But now, he stared at this painting with his eyes narrowed, becoming completely focused.

After a good while, Han Li lowered his head, his face full of contemplation.

Just now, he hadn't seen anything unusual from this painting, and his spiritual sense swept over it, also showing that this painting was just ordinary. But in his heart, he still vaguely felt that this painting was somewhat strange; how could an ordinary object be hung in such a place?

With his expression shifting uncertainly, Han Li suddenly showed a look of determination, raised one hand, and a golden light a zhang long shot out, fiercely slashing at the painting the next moment. The sword light burst open.

Amidst the flashing golden light, this "Three People Gazing at the Moon" painting was stirred into powder, and the debris scattered in the air.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was stunned.

Could it be that he was really overthinking it? Han Li felt somewhat puzzled in his heart!

However, since he had already done so, he naturally wouldn't hold back anymore.

Han Li decided to simply flick his sleeve, causing several fist-sized fireballs to appear before him. After taking a slight breath, he prepared to use his spiritual sense to flick these fireballs over, intending to burn the scraps of the ruined painting to ashes in one go.

But just at this moment, a scream from Silver Moon came from Han Li's mind without any warning:

"Master, be careful!"

Han Li was startled. Although his spiritual sense had not detected anything unusual, his body blurred without the slightest hesitation, and seven or eight identical phantoms instantly manifested, making it impossible to distinguish Han Li's true form for a moment.

And almost at the same time, the bluestone ground a zhang behind Han Li burst open. Amidst the rubble, spiritual light flashed suddenly, and several phantoms were pierced through from behind by several golden-silver thorns. Only one body made a crisp "clanging" sound, as the golden-silver thorns were blocked by something and bounced back; it was actually a golden-silver shuttle-shaped magic treasure.

That figure was also knocked into a stumble by the giant force, but immediately flickered and disappeared from the spot, appearing at another position six or seven zhang away the next moment. After turning his head, he revealed Han Li's extremely shocked and angry face.

If he hadn't summoned the Yuan Gang Shield to block behind him a step earlier, he might have really been heavily injured.

Therefore, even though Han Li usually didn't show his joy or anger, he was currently filled with lingering fear and rising anger. He immediately reached back, and a small silver-shining shield appeared in his hand. With the other hand, he shook his sleeve, and dozens of small golden swords turned into dense sword light, shooting toward the ground under the rubble opposite him in a flash.

As a result, a woman's light laugh came out, followed by a flash of blinding light, and a golden-silver giant object floated up from underground. With so many sword lights slashing at it, they all strangely missed.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's heart tightened, and the anger in his heart converged by more than half. He hurriedly focused his gaze.

That golden-silver giant object was actually a giant shuttle several zhang long, its surface flashing with golden light like a mirror, not knowing what kind of material it was refined from. And judging from its form, this object was exactly the same as the magic treasure that had just sneak-attacked him, only it was much larger.

"Fellow Daoist is truly exceptionally vigilant. Such a strike still failed to succeed. Tsk tsk, what cultivation technique does Fellow Daoist practice? Could you tell me a little about it?" Those few small golden-silver shuttles that had just attacked Han Li circled once the moment the giant shuttle appeared, sinking into the giant shuttle and disappearing without a trace. At the same time, the young woman's surprised voice came from inside the giant shuttle.

Han Li, while recalling the many flying swords with a gloomy face, had his thoughts moving like lightning. Suddenly, spiritual light flashed around his body, and he transformed into a cyan rainbow, shooting directly toward the case table not far away.

Since other cultivators had arrived here, he naturally intended to grab the treasures first. Otherwise, if he were to get entangled, more and more cultivators who passed through the Arctic Yuan Light would arrive. The hope of getting the treasures would become very slim.

However, while Han Li was pouncing out, he also felt somewhat strange in his heart. This woman's voice was extremely unfamiliar, definitely not any of the humans or monsters he had seen outside the hall earlier. Could it be that other cultivators had entered Mount Kunwu Mountain so quickly, and had even passed through the Arctic Yuan Light ahead of Old Demon Qian and the others?

All these thoughts flashed through Han Li's mind in an instant. Amidst the young woman's surprised scream, the escape light he transformed into swept across a distance of over twenty zhang, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to reach the space above the case table.

Just then, a spatial disturbance suddenly occurred above Han Li's head. With a flash of green light, a green silk cloth surging with talisman runes appeared, and then, without the slightest hesitation, it pressed down fiercely.

This giant cloth was five or six zhang wide, and it appeared so close by. Caught off guard, even with Han Li's great divine abilities and many means, he was still covered within it. For a moment, he was actually trapped to death!

Everywhere Han Li looked, cyan light was flashing. Secretly calling it bad, he hurriedly flickered the Yuan Gang Shield in his hand, and a layer of white murky light shield instantly appeared on his body, protecting himself first.

And outside the cyan cloth, a woman appeared strangely on top of it; it was precisely Madam Mu of the Transformation Immortal Sect.

This woman had witnessed the power of Han Li's Three-Flame Fan and naturally knew that the cyan cloth could not trap Han Li for long. Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, she did not dare to be negligent. Her figure flickered, and she transformed into a white rainbow, flying to the front of the case table.

Raising her hand, a silver token appeared in her palm. Silver light flashed on it, and a piece of silver mist sprayed out, hitting the green light shield exactly.

The seemingly exceptionally solemn barrier dissolved and scattered like snow under the spring sun under the illumination of the silver light, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, revealing the true appearance of the several items on the offering table.

Four blood-red wooden plaques stacked together, a small purple sword, a palm-sized Demon-Subduing Staff, a book scroll emitting red light, and a jade-green seal, with a lifelike five-clawed true dragon carved on its surface.

Seeing these things, the woman was overjoyed. After her gaze lingered on the seal for a moment, she flicked her long sleeves, wanting to take all the items into her bag.

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