Chapter 1141

The surroundings were silent and still, no figure appeared in the darkness, as if it were a vacuum with no one present. WM net

The cultivator who had shouted loudly was instantly furious, and immediately let out a cold snort, pinching a spell with both hands, about to cast some magic to 'force' the other party out.

But just then, a faint buzzing sound came from all directions, and the sound grew louder and louder, as if something was rapidly 'approaching' from all sides.

Instantly, these cultivators' hearts trembled, and they all widened their eyes to look.

After a moment, specks of golden light appeared in the darkness, and each speck of golden light contained a golden 'colored' beetle, more and more, densely packed, actually surrounding the few people in the center.

This caused the masked cultivator to stir with 'restlessness'.

Even the two leading cultivators were secretly astonished.

Especially the cultivator who had previously attacked a similar spirit insect, he knew well how troublesome this kind of spirit insect was, and now so many appeared at once, dealing with them would certainly not be easy.

Therefore, the face hidden under the hood instantly darkened, and his spiritual sense continuously swept in all directions, trying to find the cultivator driving these spirit insects.

But no matter how he repeatedly searched, the other party's traceless movements remained hidden, and he could detect no abnormality at all.

This made his heart sink!

This indicated that the other party either had some secret treasure or technique to conceal their traces, or their cultivation and divine abilities far surpassed theirs. Either way, it seemed nothing good!

"Since you, sir, are driving the insects to trap us, you ought to give us a reason. Until now you still refuse to show yourself, Fellow Daoist, are you truly one who hides his head but exposes his tail?" Another masked cultivator who had thrown out a jade hammer shouted fiercely, his treasure trembling at the same time, green light flashing continuously.

"Hehe, wanting to see me is easy. I will arrive shortly. Master Miaohe Daoist, Han Li has come this time especially for you, how could I not meet you face to face?" Suddenly, a cold laugh came from the darkness, followed by a man's light voice sounding simultaneously from all directions.

From the tone, it seemed as if the person were still extremely far away.

"Surname Han? Fellow Daoist, who are you, when have I offended you, Sir?" Upon hearing the man's words, this masked cultivator's body trembled, he raised his hand and tore off the cloak on his body, 'revealing' a seemingly young face, dressed in Daoist robes, his face full of astonished 'expression'.

It was precisely the Master Miaohe True Person after possession!

The cultivator beside him who had thrown out white silk also tore off his cloak, but it was the yellow-robed elder who had accompanied Master Miaohe during the day, only his 'expression' gloomy, constantly gazing into the distant darkness.

As for the several cultivators behind them, naturally they were the disciples of these two Nascent Soul cultivators.

It's just unknown why these people left Bi Ling Island in the deep night, still appearing as if they were sneaking about 'stealthily'.

Upon hearing Master Miaohe's inquiry, only a nameless man's wild laughter came from all directions, then abruptly stopped, with no intention of answering at all.

This made these people stare at each other in blank dismay!

"Master Miaohe Daoist, is this person your enemy?" The yellow-robed elder frowned and asked the Daoist Priest.

After all, from the other party's words, it seemed he had come to seek revenge on Master Miaohe True Person, making him somewhat hesitant in his heart.

"Unclear. I have no impression of any enemies surnamed Han?" Master Miaohe shook the horsetail whisk in his hand, expressionlessly replied. But in his heart he was truly suspicious beyond measure, unable to recall such a formidable opponent.

"Regardless of this person's origin. Since they dare to actively come to our door, it seems the visitor bears ill will. Fellow Daoist, please be more careful." The yellow-robed elder seemed to have some apprehension toward the unidentified mysterious cultivator who had not yet appeared, hesitated for a moment, then spoke a warning.

"This poor Daoist naturally knows, but this person is obviously also a Nascent Soul cultivator, such an enemy of this level, how could I possibly forget nothing, surnamed Han..." Master Miaohe True Person muttered a few sentences, then fell into contemplation.

And just in this moment of delay, the sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from the dark night, followed immediately by a piercing green rainbow shooting from the horizon, after a few flashes it arrived directly among the insect swarm.

The escape light faded, revealing a young man in green robes emerging.

This person, after glancing at Master Miaohe and the others a few times, coldly chuckled several times:

"Not bad, not in vain I have spent effort waiting here for a long time, you few truly intend to go to Bi Ling Island. Will you voluntarily hand over the spirit stones on your persons, or shall I personally take them?"

The youth wore an expression of utter indifference, actually treating the two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators, Master Miaohe and the yellow-robed elder, as if they were nothing.

But facing Master Miaohe and the yellow-robed elder, their divine sense swept over, and immediately their 'expressions' changed greatly, their eyes both 'revealing' a hint of fear.

The two of them actually could not discern the depth of the other party's cultivation, but from the terrifying spiritual pressure faintly emanating from the other's body, their cultivation was absolutely far superior to the two, nine out of ** being a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. And the moment the other party opened his mouth, he revealed the secret of their journey, making these two even more shocked in their hearts.

"This Daoist, I am Huang Kun of Li Long Island! Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by 'high-grade spirit stones'? Could it be that Fellow Daoist has listened to others' rumors and misunderstood us?" The yellow-robed elder, being old and crafty, seeing the other party seemed impossible to match in strength, immediately changed his face to a smile, speaking with utmost courtesy.

"Misunderstanding? Hehe, I personally heard your two's voice transmission, this is not false? Blame only yourselves for not having found Master Miaohe, and moreover for not having happened to let me encounter you. Master Miaohe, do you still recognize Han Li?" The youth first gave a noncommittal mocking remark, then his gaze shifted, landing on Master Miaohe True Person, his expression turning icy cold.

He naturally used the method of dividing spiritual sense into thousands, aided by the power of the gold-devouring insects, to find Master Miaohe's group, then followed and tracked them—this was Han Li.

The yellow-robed elder hearing the other party's impolite words, his smile involuntarily froze on his face.

"You... you are Han Li, you actually condensed Nascent Soul." While Han Li was answering the yellow-robed elder, Master Miaohe True Person felt the other party's face somewhat familiar, after a flash of inspiration in his mind he recalled past events, finally recognizing Han Li, his face full of disbelief, as if seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

"Master Miaohe Brother, you recognize this person, what exactly is his background?" The yellow-robed elder's heart was filled with shock and anger, upon seeing Master Miaohe seemingly recognizing Du Fu Ang, his 'expression' sank as he asked.

Since the other party left no room for retreat, a battle was unavoidable, and being unable to extricate oneself, it was naturally best to first clarify the other party's background. Although the other party was a mid-stage cultivator, but with these two early-stage cultivators joining forces, they need not be overly fearful of the other party.

At this time, Han Li floated in midair, arms crossed over his shoulders, gazing at this side with a cold laugh.

"Yellow Fellow Daoist, this person is the one who obtained the Xu Tian Ding back then. I never expected that after all these years without meeting, he actually condensed Nascent Soul." Master Miaohe True Person's 'expression' wavered as he spoke.

"What? That person hunted by the alliance's extermination order. I said this person also looks somewhat familiar. But he was merely a Golden Core junior, how could he, in just these few years without seeing, advance to Nascent Soul mid-stage?" The yellow-robed elder, upon hearing this, exclaimed in shock.

"This poor Daoist also does not know. But since the Xu Tian Ding is reputed to be the number one secret treasure of the Star Sea, perhaps there is some unimaginable spirit pill or miraculous 'medicine' inside the cauldron, allowing his cultivation to suddenly advance so greatly. This cauldron has never been opened by anyone, and it is not impossible." Master Miaohe True Person's eyes flashed with greedy 'expression' as he speculated.

"If that is truly the case, then we are in great trouble. This person's cultivation is already so terrifying, with the Xu Tian Ding in hand, I fear even our two joined forces cannot match him." The yellow-robed elder stared warily at Han Li, but suddenly used voice transmission to speak to Master Miaohe.

"This I naturally know. But even if we truly cannot resist by force, if we wish to escape, can he really detain us?" Master Miaohe True Person's mouth twitched slightly, yet he gave a gloomy smile, 'revealing' the expression of having everything under control.

As for those several Golden Core disciples, when they truly reach the critical moment, they naturally will not hesitate about anything.

"That is also true." The yellow-robed elder, upon hearing this, was stunned for a moment, then burst into a silent laugh.

"Hmph, have you finished talking? Finished talking, I will now send you two on your way. Wanting to escape? Daydreaming!" Han Li's 'expression' moved, he coldly laughed and spoke.

"Oh no, we forgot, he can eavesdrop on our voice transmission?" The yellow-robed elder's face changed.

Master Miaohe True Person hearing this, was also stunned. But just then, suddenly behind Han Li thunder sounded, wind and thunder wings appeared, his body flickered, and in a clap of thunder he vanished from sight.

"Be careful, the other party's treasure is strange, capable of executing Lei Dun!" Having once seen Han Li use the wind and thunder wings, Master Miaohe urgently warned the yellow-robed elder, his green jade hammer simultaneously flashed with spiritual light, transforming into a green rainbow that enveloped his figure, while the other hand turned, a fire-red 'colored' shield appeared before him, flickering slightly, then becoming a layer of fire-red light curtain, protecting his entire body.

The yellow-robed elder on the other side, then pinched a spell with both hands, nearby white 'colored' light threads suddenly burst with a breaking sound, interweaving and shooting downward, forming a layer of densely packed silk net, enveloping himself.

Just as the two completed their spells, ten or so zhang ahead of them, silver light flashed, Han Li's figure appeared.

Upon seeing the two's defenses, a hint of mockery 'appeared' on his face, he did not release any treasure, merely raised both arms, "puchi" a sound, a layer of purple 'colored' flame rose from his body, then his body flickered, Han Li turned into a huge fireball directly lunging at the yellow-robed elder.

The elder, upon seeing Han Li so fierce, his heart trembled, but before he could think further, he let out a low shout, the direction of the white silk before him changed, suddenly all shot toward the opposite fireball, as if wanting to pierce Han Li in the purple flame with a thousand holes.

Master Miaohe True Person seeing this also 'revealed' fierce light in his eyes, he pointed downward, the jade hammer before him emitted light in all 'directions', after the green rainbow it transformed into let out a booming roar, it directly smashed toward Han Li.

Han Li, however, treated both attacks as if they did not exist, his body did not dodge in the slightest, he directly plunged into the densely packed light threads, the face in the purple flame, the mocking 'expression' faintly visible.

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