Chapter 1247: Fire Prison

"Leaving now is indeed somewhat inappropriate, and might instead completely offend these few Spirit Transformation cultivators. I think they seem to be truly wary of Brother Han, so staying here, Hu Old Demon shouldn't go back on his word." Zhao Ziling hesitated slightly, then nodded slowly.

Once this woman regained her freedom, that alertness and intelligence returned to her, and she became the "Zhao Ziling Fairy" who dared to travel the world alone.

Facing the woman who had regained her spirit, Han Li smiled and walked toward the hall.

Zhao Ziling looked at Han Li's back, her bright eyes flowing, not knowing what she was thinking, a blush appeared on her peach cheeks, but then she bit her teeth and followed.

Three days later, the Demon Palace held the ceremony for Hu Old Demon to take the other two peerless female cultivators as concubines on time.

The number of demon cultivators and loose cultivators who came to congratulate increased again, totaling twenty or thirty people. But among these people, the lowest cultivation was mid-stage, and there were several more late-stage Great Cultivators.

This made Han Li have a new understanding of the strength of the Great Jin cultivation world. The Heavenly South simply couldn't be compared.

The cultivators who came to congratulate were naturally shocked to see the three Spirit Transformation cultivators associating with Han Li as equals. But after hearing from the batch of cultivators who came earlier that Han Li was the one who almost made the Ghost Spirit Sect so miserable, and had forcibly demanded a concubine from Hu Old Demon, as well as the process of fighting Hu Old Demon, they were all shocked, and when associating with Han Li, they were all extremely polite and didn't dare to be the slightest bit negligent.

In these few days, Hu Old Demon's expression toward Han Li was normal, as if he hadn't taken Zhao Ziling as a concubine at all.

Han Li felt relieved, but he wouldn't relax his vigilance because of this, and had been extremely careful for three days. Zhao Ziling didn't dare to leave Han Li's side easily, and having such a great beauty accompanying him was naturally not a painful thing.

But as soon as the celebration ended, Han Li said goodbye to Xiang Xiang Zhili and the others, left the Demon Palace with Zhao Ziling, and disappeared without a trace.

Three months later, on a nameless mountain with beautiful scenery, a young man in a green shirt stood quietly on a giant rock, looking into the distance.

This ordinary-looking youth was naturally Han Li, who had left Demon Tuo Mountain for several months.

At this moment, his eyes were level, but there was a rare hint of complexity and hesitation.

Suddenly, he raised his hands and stared at them silently for a while.

Just a day ago, these hands had been rolling hotly on Zhao Ziling's jade-like body, and that feeling of smooth warm jade was truly intoxicating. But now the beauty was gone, and only he was left here.

It turned out that after Han Li took Zhao Ziling and left the Heavenly Demon Sect's sphere of influence, the two slowed down their escape lights and chatted about their respective experiences since they parted in the Fallen Devil Valley. One side listened with great interest, and the other side smiled knowingly.

There couldn't be said to be no affection between the two, and after several months of intimate time, they couldn't hold back and ended up having a night of passion.

But afterward, Zhao Ziling stated clearly that since Han Li already had a dual-cultivation partner, he couldn't formally marry her, and she had no intention of being a concubine. However, in this life, besides Han Li, she wouldn't be moved by any other man, nor would she marry anyone else, and she intended to put her heart and soul into cultivation, hoping to achieve the Great Dao.

After saying these words frankly, Zhao Ziling left calmly.

Although Han Li had the ability to forcibly keep the woman, he saw the determination in her heart and could only watch her leave silently.

Standing on the top of the mountain, he recalled the several months he spent with Zhao Ziling, feeling a sense of loss that he couldn't describe, and even a hint of heartache.

He knew very well that this was a sign of an unstable state of mind, but he didn't use any spells to do anything, just silently feeling the various tastes within it.

After an unknown amount of time, the confusion in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, returning to clarity and calmness.

"This is probably what is meant by having fate but no destiny!" Han Li murmured these words.

Then green light flashed around him, and he suddenly turned into a shocking rainbow and flew away.

A moment later, the escape light disappeared at the edge of the sky.

The "Fire Prison," one of the seven forbidden lands of the Great Jin, is located in the southeast of the Great Jin and has existed since ancient times.

In this area of fire, which is equivalent to half a prefecture, besides black and red, one can hardly see any other colors, and in the region stretching for unknown hundreds of thousands of miles, there are countless dense volcanoes.

Some are ten thousand zhang high, some are only a hundred zhang, just like hills.

And these volcanoes, some craters are extremely red, flashing with shocking firelight, some are dead and silent, turning black, and some are rumbling constantly, surging with steaming lava.

Above this land, there is a thick layer of black-red fire clouds, and on the ground near each volcano, it is all black, with a layer of volcanic ash of unknown thickness. The low altitude is also full of pungent sulfur smell, extremely hot, and the temperature is far from what the outside can compare to.

But in such a place where mortals simply cannot survive, there are some cultivators who appear with magic tools, some landing from time to time to pick up some things from the ground, and some diving directly into a crater and disappearing without a trace.

And the cultivators who dare to enter the volcanoes are all high-tier cultivators with not low cultivation.

Fire Prison is indeed a dangerous place where mortals cannot survive, but it is also a place where various fire-attribute materials are easily found. The "Seven Forbidden Lands" in the true sense does not refer to such a wide area on the ground, but only refers to a large mountain range area in the center of the Fire Prison.

This area is covered by thick red mist, stretching for ten thousand miles, and no one knows how wide it is. Only this red mist is the real forbidden land, and cultivators who enter it rarely leave alive.

So near this sea of mist, one generally cannot see any cultivators.

But on this day, at the edge of a certain direction of the Fire Prison, spiritual light flashed in the sky, and a green rainbow shot over, arriving a hundred feet away from the edge of the mist sea in the blink of an eye.

After the light converged, a young male cultivator appeared.

It was Han Li, who had traveled for several months after recovering his state of mind and finally arrived here.

As soon as he appeared, after scanning around, his gaze fell on the sea of mist not far in front of him.

This sea of red mist was very different from the mist Han Li had seen before; such a wide sea of mist was dead and silent, with no sound coming from it, and not the slightest swaying.

Han Li stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea of mist indifferently for a while, then spiritual light flashed, and he shot out again, the green rainbow diving into the sea of mist.

As soon as he entered the sea of mist, Han Li's protective green spiritual light and the red mist came into contact, erupting with shocking cracking sounds.

With the red and green spiritual lights intertwined and flashing, the momentum was shocking, and it seemed to be getting more and more violent.

Han Li was stunned, frowned, and after flying out for a hundred feet, he slapped his storage bag fiercely with one hand.

Red light flashed, and more than a dozen red rays shot out, circled, and revealed more than a dozen crystal pillars.

A foot long, each flashing with red light, with a lifelike red dragon carved on it.

It was a set of treasures Han Li refined using the fire dragon pillars from Mount Kunwu Mountain.

Han Li muttered incantations, and pointed lightly at these fire pillars with one hand.

After these fire pillars rotated, they immediately shot out, hovering motionless a zhang away.

Red light flashed, and the red dragons on the pillars opened their mouths, and streams of crimson light curtain sprayed out, and in the blink of an eye, a layer of fire shield covered Han Li underneath.

Strange to say, after the red mist touched this fire-attribute light curtain, the original cracking stopped immediately, and all of them slid past the light curtain easily, without any influence.

Seeing this, a look of satisfaction flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he urged his escape light, and the speed of the escape light increased several times in an instant.

In this sea of mist, divine sense is greatly restricted, and with Han Li's shocking spiritual sense, he could only sense a small area nearby.

If it were him before advancing to the Great Cultivator, it would be even worse. It seems that coming here after Nascent Soul was indeed a wise move.

Han Li came here naturally for the Solar Essence Fire to refine Returning Yang Water.

Back then, through soul-searching the Nascent Soul of the Small Extreme Palace's Cold Li Ancestor, he obtained the whereabouts of a wisp of Solar Essence Fire, which was hidden in this "Fire Prison" forbidden land. However, the place where this fire was hidden was extremely dangerous, so Han Li didn't have the idea of finding it immediately back then. Now that the late stage of Nascent Soul had been achieved and he felt he had some confidence, he came here again.

After all, the miraculous effect of Returning Yang Water in extending lifespan is truly too important. And when he was in the Demon Palace to save Zhao Ziling, although he gave that Hu Old Demon a few drops of Cold Marrow, the remaining quantity was enough to refine five or six portions.

Of course, this fire comes and goes without a trace, and it is in this Fire Prison, making it extremely difficult to capture. Otherwise, Cold Li Ancestor would have known the whereabouts of this fire long ago, and as a Great Cultivator, how could he not have collected it.

Han Li asked himself that he already possessed the Taiyin True Fire, so the chance of capturing this fire was not zero. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here rashly.

But this sea of red mist is also one of the seven forbidden lands of the Great Jin, naturally not just these few dangers of thunder fire transformed by fire spiritual earth evil. Instead, in the mountain range under this red mist, there are also many unimaginable fire-attribute demon beasts, and it is said that there are many high-tier fierce beasts of the sixth or seventh level. Once surrounded by a dozen high-tier demon beasts, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator might fall.

Moreover, the most dangerous thing in this red sea of mist is not these demon beasts...

Han Li was pondering in his heart, when suddenly he sensed something, cold light flashed in his eyes, he raised a hand, and flicked a finger toward one side.

Golden light flashed, and a sword aura shot out and disappeared into the red mist without a trace.

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