Chapter 1143

Biling Island is no longer considered small, but compared to Bi Ling Island, it's merely a minor skill before a master's.

Han Li hovered in the void dozens of li outside Bi Ling Island, gazing at the distant giant island, and actually felt that this island was not much smaller than Tianxing City.

Of course, there were no dense buildings on this island, nor any towering sacred mountain like Shengshan, but the island did have several equally extremely high stone peaks, each nearly ten thousand zhang in height, also belonging to the rare and towering.

What was even more astonishing was that these mountain peaks were precipitously steep, their entire bodies smooth, and from afar, no grass grew, as if several sky-supporting stone pillars shot straight into the clouds. And from the waist of the mountain upward, the upper half directly sank into the white clouds of the high sky.

But none of these attracted Han Li's attention; what he focused on was that not only were those few peaks devoid of a single trace of green 'color', the entire island was covered in monotonous gray-white 'color', and moreover, no spiritual energy fluctuations were detected on the island.

This island actually seemed like a barren mountain without spiritual veins!

Upon observing this, Han Li began to mutter to himself.

Wasn't it said that this island had a huge spiritual stone vein? How could it appear to have no spiritual veins at all? One must know that generally speaking, spiritual ore itself is a byproduct of spiritual veins; where there are spiritual veins, more or less some spiritual ore of varying quality will gradually form. Conversely, where there is spiritual ore, there are generally spiritual veins present.

According to Han Li's original imagination, an island capable of producing high-grade spiritual stone ore should, needless to say, possess an extremely rare top-grade spiritual vein in the entire human realm.

But the current situation left him somewhat speechless.

However, after a moment's thought, Han Li burst into a helpless laugh.

This island is so enormous; if it still possessed a top-grade spiritual vein easily discovered by people, how could high-grade spiritual stone ore only appear recently? It was likely already excavated clean by ancient cultivators. It seems there is something unknown on the island that can conceal the fluctuations of spiritual veins.

Thinking this, Han Li felt relieved in his heart, raised his head, and glanced several times at the blazing sun in the sky.

It was still noon; although Han Li prided himself on his superb evasion techniques, nighttime movement was naturally more convenient. Thus, his escape light surged, and after circling nearby the sea surface for a while, he finally found a reef 'exposed' above the sea and directly descended onto it.

Afterwards, he actually sat cross-legged on the reef, closing his eyes to nurture his spirit.

Several hours later, night 'color' descended again, and Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, which shot forth precision light four 'directions'.

Escape light surged, and he shot straight toward the island.

Of course, Han Li simultaneously employed some secret technique, making his escape light appear faint and indistinct, blurred and unclear. In the darkness, ordinary cultivators would absolutely be unable to detect it.

After the time it takes to eat a meal, Han Li approached the giant island.

Because he had searched the souls of Miaohe and others, Han Li clearly recognized the area occupied by the Nixing Alliance and others, and immediately slipped silently onto the island, heading straight for a distant giant stone peak.

Along the way, Han Li encountered many concealed restrictions; with his divine sense extended, he also discovered that hidden guards were indeed numerous, and the closer he got to that stone peak, the tighter the defenses seemed.

But with his current divine powers, he paid no heed to these restrictions and low-level cultivators, passing through silently and unseen, those restrictions and guards unable to hinder or detect him in the slightest.

A faint blue light, like entering an uninhabited realm, directly penetrated deep into the center of the Nixing Alliance region, finally arriving before the giant stone peak.

The blue light retracted, and Han Li's figure appeared within the escape light.

He did not rush forward, but instead raised his head to gaze at the upper part of the stone peak, pondered for a moment, and suddenly blue light flashed in his pupils.

Only then did he see that the surface of the stone peak, which appeared ordinary, now revealed in his eyes a layer of pale blue 'color' light curtain.

This light curtain enveloped the entire stone peak; its surface was as smooth as flowing water, and it was actually a formidable restriction formed by a rare forbidden great array.

Han Li's brows involuntarily furrowed.

Such a massive array restriction could not be easily broken by mere secret techniques or clever tricks.

Of course, this would not truly stump Han Li. The blue light in his eyes retracted, he flipped his wrist, and a cluster of three 'color' flames appeared.

It was precisely that Three-Flame Fan.

Although this might alarm the guards maintaining the restriction, Han Li no longer cared; worst case, he would directly slaughter the guards.

As long as he bought himself some time, finding the Extreme Yin Ancestor would not be difficult. And after killing the Extreme Yin, who on the island could possibly detain him?

Han Li pondered thus, his feather fan flashed in his hand, and he was about to break through and enter. But just then, his spirit 'color' stirred, the three-flame fan's spiritual light extinguished, and a hint of surprise 'color' appeared on his face.

Immediately, he stowed the feather fan into his sleeve, and his figure flickered and vanished from the spot.

Almost simultaneously, light flashed on the distant horizon, and immediately several escape lights shot forth, boldly and loudly heading straight for the stone peak.

After a moment, these escape lights reached the stone peak's vicinity, their light retracted, revealing three figures.

The leader was a white-haired cultivator with disheveled hair, yet his face was unusually young, actually possessing mid-Nascent Soul cultivation. The two behind him had faces somewhat similar to the white-haired man, but their complexions were deathly pale and bloodless, utterly expressionless, clad in thin white robes, making them seem somewhat eerie.

The white-haired cultivator seemed very familiar with the restrictions outside the stone peak; he directly stopped before the blue 'color' light curtain, raised his hand, and a fiery red transmission talisman 'shot' into the light curtain.

Not long after, the blue 'color' light curtain suddenly flashed with radiant light, and amidst roaring sounds, a crack slowly appeared.

Several people, without a word, consecutively shot 'in', and immediately the light curtain swiftly healed as before.

No one noticed that another faint blue shadow closely followed behind the last white-robed man, similarly flashing in. Even the white-haired cultivator failed to detect the anomaly within.

Inside the blue 'color' light curtain, before the white-haired man stood several cultivators with respectful 'color's.

"Senior Fee, you have come. Elder Tang is currently occupied with important affairs; please first rest in the guest pavilion for the night, and tomorrow we will meet with several other seniors in the Yunyan Hall." The speaker was a sturdy man in his thirties at the Core Formation stage, his 'color' extremely respectful.

"What does this mean? Clearly, a message was sent urging Fee to rush here with utmost urgency, yet upon arriving at the island, I am told to meet tomorrow—Is Elder Tang intentionally mocking me?" The white-haired cultivator, upon hearing this, his face 'color' sank momentarily, his tone turning somewhat unfriendly.

"There is absolutely no such matter. Elder Tang currently indeed has no time to divide his attention, and is not neglecting Senior Fee." The sturdy man's face 'color' turned pale, and he hastily explained.

"Forget it; I will naturally settle this with Old Fee tomorrow. Now, how many fellow cultivators have arrived on the island? It seems tomorrow is indeed the final appointed time for the message!" The white-haired cultivator snorted coldly, suddenly shifted the topic, and asked.

"Besides Senior Miaohe from Ling Island and Senior Huang from Tianmang Island, all other seniors have already arrived." The sturdy man, having raised his heart, finally set it down, and answered honestly.

"That fellow Miaohe, ever since his dharma body was destroyed once, has become as timid as a mouse; he will surely come with Huang Kun, and being a little late is nothing surprising." The white-haired cultivator's face showed a hint of disdain 'color'.

Upon hearing this, the sturdy man could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, daring not to casually discuss Nascent Soul cultivators.

Witnessing this scene, the white-haired man coldly snorted, and was about to order something when the pallid, bloodless man behind him suddenly flashed blood light in his eyes, his body twisted impossibly, his upper body elongated like a python, doubling in length, and lunged at an unprepared Foundation Establishment cultivator nearby, biting down with fangs that grew from his mouth and greedily sucking the man's essence blood.

"Ah" The several nearby Foundation Establishment cultivators standing nearby were instantly frightened, retreating repeatedly, with several more hastily drawing their defensive magical artifacts.

"What's there to panic about! It's just my demon corpse coming to feed on blood." The white-haired man glared fiercely at those low-level cultivators, and instantly those guards were startled and hurriedly put away their magical artifacts.

The white-haired cultivator then eased his expression slightly, slapped his waist storage bag, and instantly a thumb-sized pill filled with bloody aura shot out from the bag's mouth; he then pointed at it, and the blood pill immediately shot toward another white-robed man.

That man mechanically opened his mouth, swallowed the blood pill in one gulp, and continued standing motionless in place.

Meanwhile, the other white-robed man continued frantically sucking the guard's essence blood, causing the originally seven-foot-tall sturdy man, amidst the crackling sounds of bone explosions, to rapidly shrink in size, while his skin became withered and extremely dry, resembling old tree bark.

The white-haired cultivator coldly watched this scene, with no intention of intervening to save him. Only after the bitten person had shrunk to about the size of a half-foot dwarf did he suddenly clench his hand into a seal, and a blood 'color' magical decision struck the blood-sucking man.

Instantly, this man's body trembled, before reluctantly releasing his fangs, his body returning to normal.

A streak of red light shot from the white-haired man's hand, striking the man who had turned into a dwarf.

"Puchi" With a sound, a ball of blood flame enveloped that Foundation Establishment cultivator, and in the blink of an eye turned him to nothing, not even a trace of essence soul remaining.

"Take me to the VIP building." The white-haired man said to the Core Formation cultivator as if nothing had happened, his tone calm and unconcerned.

"Yes... Senior, please follow me, Junior!" The burly man's face changed several times, then he quickly answered with a fawning smile, not mentioning what had just happened at all.

Then, with a flash of escape light, he flew off with the white-haired cultivator and two corpses toward the peak of the stone mountain, vanishing into the high clouds and mist in the blink of an eye.

The remaining several Foundation Establishment cultivators guarding the restriction finally let out a collective sigh of relief, each showing lingering fear on their faces.

They did not know that, high above their heads by over a hundred zhang, a hidden figure had also witnessed this entire scene.

"Yin Sha Blood Corpse! I never expected someone in the mortal realm to actually refine such a demonic corpse! Not fearing that the Yin Sha qi would enter the body and ultimately cost one's life!" The person muttering to himself was naturally Han Li, who had secretly sneaked into the restriction.

At this moment, he floated in midair with his arms crossed, murmuring in a voice too low to hear, as if he recognized the origin of the demonic corpse carried by the white-haired cultivator.

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