Chapter 1110

Han Li flew out from the crack with his puppet and fire crow in a flash, and in the blink of an eye he appeared on the altar in the Xu Ling Dian.

Without looking back, he flicked his wrist, and the Gan Lan Ding flew out from behind, quickly shrinking and shooting into his sleeve, where it was stored.

Then a rumbling sound echoed, and the Xu Yu Dong closed its fissure again.

Han Li glanced around.

All was silent, not a single person in sight, exactly as it had been when he entered the Xu Yu Dong.

He let out a breath of relief, but when he looked at the vast expanse of towering ice pillars before the altar, his brow still furrowed.

This Bing Po Han Lie Array is quite troublesome!

Although he believed the cold energy in the array posed little threat to him, breaking it was no easy task. After all, this array was no temporary restriction but a genuine ancient grand formation, its power undiminished.

Moreover, Han Li's greater concern was not just this array, but how to open the gate of the Xu Ling Dian.

When he first entered, the Han Li Shang Ren had claimed opening the door from inside to outside was effortless, but he doubted those words were entirely truthful. Even if opening it from within were indeed simple, it likely required a special formula.

Thinking this, he did not immediately activate the Bing Po Han Lie Array, but instead slapped his storage pouch, and instantly a stack of formation flags flashing with various colors appeared in his hand, which he then flung downward.

Seven or eight beams of different colors flashed and vanished, sinking into an empty spot on the altar. There, a mass of white mist emerged, spreading over ten zhang in width.

Seeing this, he flipped his palm, and the artifact bottle containing Han Li Shang Ren's Nascent Soul appeared in his hand.

Before deciding his next move, he intended to first use the soul-searching technique to carefully examine this Ji Ji Gong Da Lao's Primordial Spirit, to learn more about the Xu Ling Dian and avoid falling into any trap unknowingly. Of course, information about the Sun Essence Fire would naturally not be overlooked either.

Han Li held the bottle with one hand and floated down slowly.

In the blink of an eye, he vanished into the mist, leaving no trace.

The entire Xu Ling Dian fell silent, with only the mist in the array gently rolling.

After a full hour had passed, suddenly the white mist in the array surged violently, then began to rapidly thin at a visible speed.

When most of the mist had been swept away, Han Li's figure reappeared in the center.

Han Li sat cross-legged on the ground, brow furrowed in deep thought, as if troubled by some hesitation he could not resolve, while the jade bottle containing Han Li Shang Ren's Nascent Soul lay beside him, its mouth open and empty, yet the Nascent Soul was nowhere to be seen.

"I never expected the Sun Essence Fire to be in such a place; it seems that without reaching the late Nascent Soul stage, one truly cannot rashly seek this fire. As for the Xu Ling Dian, there are three entrances but only one exit—the main hall. It seems Han Li Shang Ren never intended to let me leave this place from the start. If I don't search his soul first, I may indeed suffer a great loss." Finally, Han Li relaxed his brow and muttered to himself.

Immediately he stood up, a burst of green light flew out, gathering the surrounding formation flags and the empty bottle,

then he made a hand seal and transformed into a green rainbow, fleeing toward a side door.

The light condensed, and Han Li's figure stopped before the side door. He glanced at the several obviously ancient and unusual seal talismans pasted on the door, then looked at the Yin Fire Crow perched on his shoulder, and his spiritual sense stirred.

This spirit creature, transformed from the Yin True Fire, let out a low hum in its throat, then suddenly flapped its wings, each releasing a streak of crimson flame.

With two "puff" sounds, when the talismans touched the crimson flames, they burst into fierce fire, simultaneously emitting various colored spiritual light.

But these spiritual lights only flickered briefly, then instantly dimmed, finally becoming utterly ordinary.

And in the blink of an eye, all the talismans were again covered by a layer of crystal ice,

Han Li smiled faintly, flicked his finger, and several beams of golden light shot out.

With a few "peng" crisp sounds,

the talismans, along with the crystal ice on their surface, shattered inch by inch, vanishing into nothing.

Han Li rubbed his chin, casually flicked his sleeve, and instantly a strong wind rushed toward the stone gate,

the side door gave a "ga bang" and slowly opened.

Han Li hesitated not, strode inside. The humanoid puppet followed closely behind like a shadow.

Passing through this unremarkable stone gate, inside was indeed a courtyard over a hundred zhang wide.

In the center lay a winding white stone path, flanked by various-sized monster statues, entirely crystalline and snow-white, as if carved from profound ice, each lifelike, their forms strikingly realistic.

Han Li swept his gaze over these ice sculptures, a strange light flashed in his eyes, then he stepped onto the path without concern and leisurely walked toward the gate at the end.

At first everything was normal, but when he reached the middle of the path, suddenly dozens of ice sculptures on both sides had their eyes turn red and came to life, baring fangs and claws, spewing cold air as they lunged fiercely at Han Li.

Han Li seemed to have anticipated this, his expression unchanging as he flipped his palm, and a small red cauldron appeared.

He pointed at the cauldron with one hand, then calmly made a hand seal.

The fire cauldron immediately emitted a humming sound, then its lid flew up on its own, followed by a loud boom, and a pillar of fire over ten zhang high shot out from within.

The entire space instantly became scorching hot, the lunging ice beasts froze in their movements, becoming somewhat hesitant to advance.

Though the ice beasts moved slowly, Han Li's actions did not cease in the slightest; under the urging of his hand seal, the towering fire pillar dispersed with a howl.

Hundreds of fist-sized fire crows emerged from the flames, then brought forth clouds of fire, rushing toward the ice beasts.

In an instant, the temperature nearby doubled, and the entire courtyard was engulfed in a sea of red fire.

Though these ice beasts were made of profound ice, these fire crows had undergone untold years of forging to become the essence of flame formed within the fire cauldron; wherever they passed, even if the ice beasts desperately spat cold air to resist, they were still gradually melted and dissolved by masses of flame.

In a short while, all the ice beasts in the courtyard had vanished completely.

Han Li nodded in satisfaction, then flicked his finger lightly toward the fire cauldron in the air.

With a clear "dang" sound, all the fire crows circled once in the high sky, then obediently flew back into the cauldron.

After the lid fell again, the fire cauldron returned to calm.

And almost simultaneously, the sea of fire in the courtyard disappeared without a trace, as if everything before had merely been an illusion.

The fire crow that had been perched on Han Li's shoulder, having just seen its own kind similar to itself, showed no curiosity, merely preening its feathers indifferently, as if disdaining to look upon its own kind.

Han Li collected the fire cauldron, and his figure vanished behind the courtyard gate.

Soon after, he appeared in a not-large hall.

And in the center of this seemingly simple hall, a small teleportation array sat quietly.

Han Li showed no sign of surprise, as if he had long known this place had such a teleportation array. He clasped his hands behind his back, seemingly intending to walk over and carefully examine the array.

But just then, the white light of the array before him flashed, as if it had been triggered, as though something was about to be transmitted over.

"Eh" Han Li's face showed a look of difference.

But with his current abilities, even if another late-stage cultivator from the Xiao Ji Gong, or even the Xiao Ji Gong Palace Master himself, were to teleport over, he would not fear anything. Thus, after stopping his steps, he instead silently observed the array before him without changing his expression.

To be safe, the humanoid puppet behind him instantly vanished from its spot, hiding its presence.

The teleportation array before them was not large, capable of sending at most two or three people at a time. With a burst of white light, three slender figures stumbled out from within.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly.

They were three young women dressed in the attire of the Small Extreme Palace, each possessing cultivation around the Foundation Establishment stage, with the eldest-looking woman among them having even reached the False Core realm.

However, these three female cultivators were panicked and disheveled, one of them bearing bloody wounds on her shoulder, clearly having just endured a major battle.

"Who are you? Ah, it's Han Han Qianbei!" Upon seeing a man not wearing Small Extreme Palace attire suddenly standing before the magic formation, the three women were startled. The two unharmed ones immediately each produced a crystalline flying sword, but the injured, petite woman, after a closer look at Han Li, exclaimed in delighted surprise.

Upon hearing this, Han Li was momentarily stunned, then re-examined the female disciple of the Small Extreme Palace who recognized him, realizing she was the Hua-surnamed maid who had personally attended him for a period in the VIP Tower.

"So it's you! What happened?" Han Li's expression remained unchanged as he asked calmly.

Although the other two women did not know who this "Han Han Qianbei" before them was, since their junior martial sister recognized him and his tone did not seem hostile, they naturally relaxed. After scanning Han Li's cultivation with their spiritual sense, both women were simultaneously surprised and delighted.

But before the two women could step forward to pay their respects, the teleportation array behind them flashed with white light once more, and a foul odor accompanied its emergence. A huge beastly shadow appeared within the formation. It was an unknown demonic beast with two horns, a horse-like face, yet standing upright on two legs, holding a pale green steel fork in one hand, with a long black mane trailing behind its back.

"Senior, be careful! These are the demonic beasts attacking our palace! Just now, it was chasing us." The three women naturally exclaimed in alarm and hastily retreated, the Hua-surnamed woman urgently warning Han Li.

As soon as this demonic beast emerged from the formation, it saw the three women and immediately revealed a ferocious grin, swinging its steel fork as if to charge out of the formation.

But at that moment, a red light flashed behind the beast, followed by a tremendous explosive sound, and then a green shadow flickered and vanished instantly.

The demonic beast let out a piercing, miserable cry as a fist-sized hole suddenly appeared in its chest, the surrounding area scorched black.

The beast's body swayed a few times, it dropped its steel fork, and its tall figure collapsed within the formation.

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