Chapter 1089

This is the greatest secret treasure of the Xu Ling Palace, the Xu Yu Cave. Although this cave is not large, the Xu Yu within has existed since ancient times. Ancient cultivators used mysterious power to condense an entire Xu Yu ore vein into a cave 'aperture'. Although ten-thousand-year Xu Yu and ten-thousand-year Xu Bing differ by only one character, their difference is something no fellow Daoist could be unaware of. And even if one were to search the entire northern lands after leaving this palace, the amount of ten-thousand-year Xu Yu one could find would be absolutely no more than a few pieces. Han Li stared at the crack in the altar, his face showing a trace of arrogance as he spoke.

The middle-aged man from Qingshan and Bai Mengxin also showed a trace of excitement in their eyes.

That is true. If it weren't for fellow Daoist mentioning the Xu Yu Cave earlier, we would hardly believe that your palace still hides such a secret treasure. This ten-thousand-year Xu Yu need not be large; a fist-sized piece mixed into a magic treasure would immediately grant it ice-cold divine abilities, capable of emitting astonishing cold to harm enemies and formless attacks. How could Xu Bing compare to such a material? The gray-robed monk glanced at the crack, feeling somewhat moved as he spoke.

The old woman glanced at the crack, her eyes likewise flashing with light.

Han Li, meanwhile, used the fingers hidden in his sleeve to touch the smooth surface of a golden small sword, smiling faintly without speaking.

I have already told Bai Shimei and Master Ouyang Shixiong that, regardless of whether the three of you can help me break through the Soul Transformation bottleneck, I will reward each of you fellow Daoists with a piece of ten-thousand-year Xu Yu as a token of my palace's sincerity. Han Li observed the expressions of the three, took them all in, and then suddenly smiled slightly as he said.

Is what you say truly so, fellow Daoist? Even the old woman, normally cold and arrogant, could not help but rejoice and ask upon hearing this.

As a great elder of the Xiao Ji Palace, I am still capable of doing such things. Han Li shook his head and swayed his body as he spoke.

At this, even the gray-robed monk showed joy between his brows.

After all, ten-thousand-year Xu Yu is a material nearly extinct in the outside world, something priceless yet unmarketable. Even with spirit stones, there is nowhere to buy it. And if one could obtain it and mix it into one's own life-bound magic treasure, naturally the treasure's power would increase by twofold out of nowhere.

Upon hearing Han Li's words, Han Li could not help but inwardly admire this dwarf's grand gesture. However, under such a heavy reward, he and the other two would likely find it hard not to give their all when the time comes.

Well, let us now enter the Xu Yu Cave. The cold air within this cave is extraordinarily fierce; upon entering, the fellow Daoists must protect themselves with extreme cold flames, or they likely cannot withstand it. Fortunately, there is also a place within the cave specially opened up to resist the erosion of the Xu Yu cold air, where we can sit in meditation to restore magic power; otherwise, even I could not stay long inside.

Following this, the dwarf opened his mouth, and a ball of blue, brilliant fire shot out from his mouth, transforming into a blue bird that rushed straight toward the top of his head. After a moment of circling, it spread its wings and dove downward, plunging into the dwarf's body.

Instantly, amidst the clear cries, a phantom of a large bird flashed behind Han Li and vanished, but a layer of blue ice flame erupted, enveloping him within.

He made a hand seal, moved his body slightly, and then floated downward into the crack.

Bai Mengxin and the old woman, among others, also simultaneously cast spells, releasing their own cold flames once more and flying toward that crack.

Han Li, however, furrowed his brows, glanced left and right at the pale gold side gates, then looked at the huge cauldron hovering above the crack, hesitating slightly. But then he suddenly recalled something, gave a silent smile, and, under a layer of purple Luo extreme fire protection, followed down.

Fang Yi flew into the crack, and instantly a layer of milky white cold light swept over, and when it came into contact with Han Li's purple flame, it emitted a strange 'hissing' sound, as if water and fire were incompatible, causing the purple flame to flicker and tremble uncontrollably.

Han Li shuddered, not having time to examine his surroundings closely, first rubbed his hands together, then released a stream of purple Luo extreme fire to add to his defense, only then allowing his ice flame to stabilize again.

Only then did he have the leisure to observe his surroundings.

The so-called Xu Yu Cave is actually just an underground cavern.

However, this cavern is formed from a rare Xu Yu ore vein in the world; these strange materials, which are several times colder than ten-thousand-year Xu Bing, are the size of rice grains, scattered throughout both sides of the cavern, flashing with milky white cold light. Furthermore, as one descends, this cold light becomes increasingly dense, and the sound it makes when striking the purple flame gradually becomes as dense as rain hitting banana leaves.

Han Li secretly startled, faintly feeling something was amiss. He glanced downward at the crowd, seeing no one seemed to notice him at the moment, and immediately, without further thought, reached out into the void toward these cold rays, relying on sheer strength to grasp a strand of cold light, wrapped it in purple flame, and observed it closely.

It seemed merely ordinary cold air, with nothing special about it, but Han Li furrowed his brows, suddenly injected spiritual power into his pupils. As a result, after his pupils flashed with blue light, his face showed a trace of astonishment.

These milky white cold lights, under the gaze of the Ming Qing Ling Eyes, actually appeared as thread-like solid forms, and under the wrapping of purple flame, they continuously stretched and contracted unpredictably, as if alive, utterly unafraid of the extreme cold of purple Luo extreme fire, and the two could not possibly merge together.

What is this? It seems like cold air communicating with spirits, yet not quite like it! Han Li's astonishment was naturally indescribable.

These are merely the cold rays attacking on their own; if one could manipulate and gather a large amount to attack a single point, his purple Luo extreme fire might not even be able to weakly resist.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly recalled something. His hands then flew to rub together again quickly; this time, a strand of crimson red actually appeared within the purple flame on his hands.

This strange-colored flame, upon contact with that strand of milky white cold light, instantly absorbed the cold light into itself, like water and milk merging.

Upon seeing this scene, Han Li's face flashed with a strange color, and his heart leapt with great joy.

The Tai Yin True Fire truly lives up to being one of the three great spirit fires mentioned in the Yin Yue mouth. Although currently only a strand, its power is far inferior to that of purple Luo extreme fire, but it seems remarkably strong in terms of containment and compatibility, almost unbelievably so.

When he initially refined this strand of Tai Yin True Fire, he had also once temporarily fused a bit of purple Luo extreme fire into it, with no problem whatsoever. Of course, to truly and completely transform it into Tai Yin True Fire would naturally take far more than a dozen years of effort. Otherwise, Han Li would have originally wanted to transform all of his purple Luo extreme fire over.

After all, this strand of Tai Yin True Fire already possesses a hint of spirituality, and is clearly a higher existence than extreme cold flames.

Now, seeing this strand of true fire able to restrain the cold light within the Xu Yu Cave, Han Li also felt relieved in his heart.

Immediately, after a moment of thought, he suddenly turned his hands behind his back, flicked his fingers, and this strand of crimson flame flashed and shot out like an arrow, vanishing into the nearby cold light without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Almost at the very moment Han Li made this gesture, the blue-clothed middle-aged man below seemed to have sensed something, suddenly looked up and stared at Han Li, a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes.

Han Li's heart sank, but his expression remained normal, and he asked casually:

Fellow Daoist, is there something?

The Qingshan middle-aged man carefully examined Han Li and both sides of the cave wall, finding nothing unusual.

Nothing much; I was merely checking whether Han Xiong had followed down. Speaking of which, the divine sense in this Xu Ling Palace is greatly restricted, which truly makes me unaccustomed! This blue-clothed man with the compound surname Master Ouyang, knowing Han Li's divine abilities are not trivial, though his doubts were not entirely gone, answered with extraordinary politeness, daring not to be slack in the slightest.

Hehe, how could I not follow down? On the other hand, the cold air in this Xu Yu Cave seems somewhat strange. Han Li lowered his head to look at the milky white cold light still sweeping over the purple flame without cease, and spoke lightly.

This Xu Yu Cave has existed since ancient times; after such a long duration, these cold airs may have produced some subtle changes. Otherwise, ordinary cold air would certainly not be this strange. The black ice flame of the blue-clothed middle-aged man, under the impact of these cold airs, likewise emitted a 'crackling' chaotic sound, making him also appear somewhat astonished and unsettled.

Han Li smiled faintly, was about to say something, but suddenly his expression moved and he let out a soft 'eh'.

The blue-clothed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he lowered his head to look, and saw that in this brief moment, everyone had already reached the bottom of the cavern. Below, there was indeed a chaotic stone pile-like area, spanning several hundred zhang in width.

At the edge of one corner of the chaotic stone pile, there was a red stone house. Around it, the cave walls had several entrances, which seemed not to belong to this cavern at all.

The Xu Yu cold air here was clearly several times denser than above. And at the center of the chaotic stone pile, the tip of a natural giant stone had gathered milky white cold air into a massive light ball, several zhang in diameter, rolling incessantly on the stone, flashing and glowing!

Han Li focused his gaze and discovered that the Xu Yu exposed on the surface of this entire giant stone was actually as large as a thumb, its spirit light flashing, clearly far superior in quality to those scattered ores at the entrance, incomparable.

Suppressing his astonishment, Han Li followed the others down to the ground. And as soon as Han Li landed, his eyes gleamed with spirit as he stared at the light ball on the giant stone, his face showing a trace of delight.

Haha, excellent. Old man originally worried about how to gather the cold air within the cave, never expecting to find here a natural point where cold air converges. This has saved us considerable effort. Han Li suddenly burst into loud laughter, then suddenly raised his hand, a blue ice cone shot from his hand, striking precisely the milky white light ball above.

'Puchi'!

The moment they met, they emitted a strange metallic collision sound, and then the ice cone shattered inch by inch from the tip, turning into specks of cold light that vanished into the air.

Not bad, not bad! Seeing this, Han Li's face was full of smiles, seeming even more delighted.

By the way, fellow Daoists, do you see that stone house? That dwelling built from sun-essence stone is also the only place unafraid of erosion by Xu Yu cold air. We can first go there to rest briefly, and incidentally, let old man explain to you the major taboos for moving about in this Xu Yu Cave. Otherwise, if even one person inadvertently brings great trouble upon themselves...

Great trouble! What does Han Li Daoist mean by these words? The old woman, upon hearing this, was startled, tapped her cane on the ground, and asked.

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