Chapter 1160: Silver Tadpole Script

Han Li scanned the area, then flicked his finger, sending a green sword Qi shooting toward a reef.

"Bang!" Before the sword Qi could strike the reef, a layer of pale blue light suddenly appeared below, blocking the attack.

However, this layer of blue light was clearly quite weak; it only held for a moment before being sliced open by the sword Qi. The entire light screen transformed into specks of spiritual light and vanished without a trace.

The reef below flickered and disappeared, revealing a five-colored light barrier that covered a hundred-zhang area of the lake floor. Various spiritual lights swirled across the surface of the barrier, making it impossible to see what lay beneath or what objects might exist there.

Han Li felt the surging spiritual power on the barrier, rubbed his chin, and narrowed his eyes.

The blue light screen just now was merely a simple illusion formation. It seemed to have been set up by the enchanting woman and her two companions, while this light barrier below was the formation personally set up by Man Man Huzi.

Because Man Man Huzi had only been left with a Nascent Soul and had passed away too hastily, he naturally hadn't left Han Li any magic tools or incantations to dispel the barrier.

He would have to rely on brute force to break it.

Pondering this, Han Li no longer hesitated. He pinched an incantation with both hands, and a faint figure suddenly appeared behind him, flashing with silver light from his storage pouch.

It was the humanoid puppet!

Han Li flicked his sleeve, and thirty-six golden flying swords shot out. With a buzzing sound, they gathered in the center, merging into a golden giant sword over ten zhang long.

He cast an incantation, striking the surface of the giant sword.

"Rumble!" A loud sound erupted, and golden arcs of electricity as thick as an arm appeared on the surface of the giant sword. They swirled around it, transforming into a lifelike electric python.

The python circled the giant sword several times, raised its neck, and let out a hissing sound, its momentum truly shocking.

Beside it, the humanoid puppet raised its hand, revealing a small red bow. With a light pull of its other hand, a small emerald arrow appeared on the string.

After a thunderous sound, golden arcs also flickered and danced on the surface of the small arrow.

Han Li's expression tightened. He pointed a finger slowly into the air, and the giant sword descended like a mountain-splitting divine weapon, accompanied by a series of rumbles.

Almost simultaneously, the small bow in the humanoid puppet's hand trembled, and a green light mixed with golden threads shot out.

A heaven-shaking explosion rang out. The surface of the light barrier shook, and it was instantly engulfed by boundless golden light and electric arcs. The nearby lake water churned and surged, forming an underwater vortex that rushed toward the surface.

Han Li remained motionless within the vortex, ignoring the surging currents as if they were nothing.

Finally, the light faded.

Han Li looked down, and after a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

The five-colored light barrier below had vanished, revealing a small teleportation formation about ten zhang in diameter at the center, emitting a faint white light.

The emerald lake water surged toward it, but upon touching the white light, it was blocked firmly outside.

This formation was refined from a special material and actually possessed water-repelling properties.

Surprise flashed in Han Li's eyes, but he waved his hand and retracted the puppet. He then flickered and stood upon the formation.

He didn't teleport immediately; instead, he studied the small teleportation formation beneath his feet.

After a moment, he nodded, cast an incantation at the edge of the formation, and activated it.

White light flashed, and Han Li vanished from the formation.

A moment later, as he recovered from the discomfort of teleportation, he scanned his surroundings and realized he was in a stone chamber.

This stone chamber wasn't large and appeared empty, but not far ahead was a blue stone door that stood slightly ajar.

He pondered for a moment, then sat cross-legged and released his spiritual sense.

His spiritual sense swept past the stone door and slowly expanded, scanning the nearby rooms.

After a while, his expression relaxed; he confirmed that the cave dwelling was indeed empty and no other cultivators were hiding within.

Only then did Han Li stand up, walk to the stone door, and flicker into the passageway outside.

Half a day later, a piercing green rainbow shot out from the bottom of the lake, flickered a few times, and vanished into the horizon amidst the sound of breaking air.

Han Li was in the midst of his escape light, absentmindedly playing with a pale golden ore in his hand, a faint smile on his face.

His harvest from Man Man Huzi's cave dwelling this time had truly exceeded his expectations.

Man Man Huzi's hidden treasures were vast. Whether it was the materials and treasures worth millions of spirit stones, or the collected classics and secret techniques—many of which Han Li had heard of but never had the chance to see—all of it left him quite pleasantly surprised.

However, what excited him most wasn't this, but a piece of Geng metal the size of a fist mixed among the many materials.

Han Li had already collected most of the Geng metal needed for the remaining half of his flying swords in the Great Jin, lacking only a little bit. Now, obtaining such a piece from Man Man Huzi's treasures meant he had finally gathered enough materials to incorporate Geng metal into all his flying swords.

With this, the Great Expansion Sword Art's sword formation, composed of seventy-two flying swords, could finally be completed.

Han Li had once deployed the half-set sword formation using thirty-six flying swords, and its power was so great that even a late-stage cultivator would be left in tatters if trapped within.

The power of the complete sword formation was unimaginable.

It was no wonder that the founder of the sword formation had mentioned in the final part of the Green Essence Sword Art that once the sword formation was refined, it would be enough to roam the world and ensure one's safety.

Han Li held high hopes for this sword formation.

He let out a long breath, flipped his palm, and the Geng metal vanished, stored away in his storage pouch.

As he continued his unhurried flight, Han Li pondered for a while before opening his mouth and spitting out a small tripod about an inch in size.

It was the Void Heaven Tripod!

Han Li raised his hand, held the tripod in his palm, pinched an incantation with one hand, and cast it onto the lid.

The small tripod flickered with green light, and the lid slowly shifted, revealing a narrow gap.

With a flash of golden light, a talisman shot out from within.

Han Li was prepared; he spat out a stream of green light from his mouth, striking the talisman.

The golden talisman flickered, its spiritual light dimmed, and it became immobilized within the green light, forcibly held in place by his powerful spiritual power.

Han Li reached out and grabbed the talisman, examining it closely.

This was the strange talisman he had taken from the Golden Flower Old Ancestor. He had never seen such a talisman before; not only could it allow for instantaneous movement, but it could also transform into golden flowers and spirit bees, possessing considerable power.

It appeared to be a unique, secret-recipe talisman!

Han Li couldn't help but take it out, intending to study it first.

At first glance, the talisman seemed ordinary. Han Li recognized most of the runes drawn on it; they were very common. The only difference was the few silver ancient characters drawn at the four corners and the center of the talisman.

These ancient characters were mysterious, resembling silver tadpoles arranged in a sequence, emanating a thick, primitive aura upon a single glance.

Han Li examined it several times, finally concluding that this type of script was absolutely different from any ancient script he had seen before; it was unique, with no connection to other ancient scripts.

Furthermore, there were numerous golden light spots the size of beans on the surface of the talisman. These light spots seemed alive, wandering across the talisman, flickering in and out of existence, appearing extremely mysterious.

Han Li stared at the golden talisman, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Hmph! This kind of Silver Tadpole Script is not something you mortal-world cultivators can understand. You'd best give up on that thought!" Suddenly, a childish voice came from the Void Heaven Tripod in Han Li's hand. The tone was incredibly arrogant, as if it held Han Li in utter contempt.

Han Li heard this, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly laughed.

"Oh? It sounds like you recognize this type of script."

"Hmph, this Silver Tadpole Script is something even in the Upper Realm that few understand. If I hadn't devoured the Nascent Soul of a human cultivator who understood this script in the past, I wouldn't recognize it either," the childish voice said, making no effort to hide its arrogance.

"Why have you suddenly decided to speak to me today? I thought you had decided to make the Void Heaven Tripod your home and never intended to come out again," Han Li said coldly, staring at the Void Heaven Tripod with a hint of solemnity.

"You were just a mere mortal-world cultivator before, not even having reached the Spirit Transformation stage; what was there for me to say to you? But it's different now. Since you obtained a spirit feather from a Roaming Heaven Kunpeng, I naturally have something to discuss with you, and perhaps even make a deal," the child in the tripod said indifferently.

"Roaming Heaven Kunpeng? Is that the giant bird I saw at sea that wanted to attack across realms?" Han Li's expression changed, and he immediately recalled the incredible battle he had witnessed in the Outer Star Sea.

"Hehe! 'Giant bird'—that's a term you can only use in the mortal world. If the members of the Heavenly Peng Clan in the Spirit Realm, who worship this Kunpeng as a god, heard you, you'd surely be in for a world of trouble," the child said with a sneer.

"Heavenly Peng Clan?" Han Li's heart stirred upon hearing this.

"There's nothing to discuss with you regarding the Spirit Realm. If you're lucky enough to ascend, you'll naturally know. If you can't ascend, talking to you about this is just a waste of effort," the child said, sounding extremely dismissive, as if it were an old, experienced soul.

"Your tone is quite arrogant! Even if you are a formidable demon cultivator in the Spirit Realm, after your divine sense descended and possessed a body in the mortal world, you only have the cultivation base of an eighth-rank demon beast now. Who knows how many years it will take for you to recover your Spirit Transformation stage powers!" Han Li retorted coldly. ===== CHAPTER 1161 =====

"Sky-Peng Clan?" Han Li felt a stir in his heart upon hearing this.

"There is nothing to talk to you about regarding the Spirit World. If you can truly be lucky enough to ascend there, you will naturally know. If you cannot ascend, talking to you about this is just a waste of effort," the young child seemed disdainful, actually speaking in an old-fashioned tone.

"Your tone is not small! Even if you, this Tian Lan Saint Bird main body, are an extraordinary demon cultivator in the Spirit World, after your divine sense borrowed a body in the human world, you only have the cultivation of a Rank 8 demon beast now. If you want to recover the divine abilities of the Soul Transformation stage, who knows what year or month that will be!" Han Li sneered in reply.

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