Chapter 1453: Competition Arena

Han Li walked along a blue stone path, appreciating the scenery around him, appearing leisurely and content.

At first glance, there were few people around, but looking up, one could see some people flying back and forth in the sky. The Flying Spirit Tribe was accustomed to moving high and low, so these ground paths were mostly decorative.

However, upon thinking of the great strength of the Flying Spirit Tribe gathered here, Han Li inwardly sighed.

Not to mention anything else, but the team leaders of the seventy-two branches of the Flying Spirit Tribe, plus the dozens of joint council elders here, this force alone already far surpassed Tian Yuan City. After all, Tian Yuan City normally had only ten Body Integration elders stationed. Of course, during wartime, they could also mobilize nearly a hundred Body Integration cultivators from both the human and demon races. But this was the combined strength of both races; a single human or demon race absolutely could not compare to the Flying Spirit Tribe's strength.

As for the numbers of those at the Soul Transformation or Void Refinement levels, they were likely also beyond comparison for the human and demon races.

Thus, it is true that the human race has only managed to barely maintain its foothold in the Spirit World for so many years; its strength among the Spirit World's races is indeed weak.

Compared to this, although the Flying Spirit Tribe's strength cannot match those great tribes rumored in the Spirit World, it should still be able to barely rank among the medium-level tribes.

Han Li was secretly considering this when, turning a corner, a small pavilion suddenly appeared ahead, with several small paths leading elsewhere around it.

On the two wooden chairs in the pavilion, two white-clad girls were sitting and chatting lightly.

Upon seeing an outsider appear, they could not help but stop laughing and simultaneously looked over.

One of the girls was precisely the petite girl who had previously guided Han Li and his companions, calling herself "Xiao Zhu".

"So it is Miss Xiao Zhu. I wonder if Miss Xiao Zhu has seen any of our fellow tribesmen who came together passing through here." Han Li turned his thought and politely asked this girl.

"Is it Miss Lei Lan that Young Master Han is referring to? Not long ago, this servant indeed saw her passing through here, seemingly heading toward the Competition Arena." Xiao Zhu stood up and replied with a soft 'yin yin' laugh.

"The Competition Arena? Alone!" Han Li's heart sank, and he asked again.

"No, Miss Hong Sha of the Chi Rong Tribe is accompanying her." Xiao Zhu blinked her beautiful eyes, giving a meaningful smile.

"Thank you for the information!" Han Li showed no change on his face, gave a light smile, then changed direction and walked onto the path leading to the Competition Arena.

Seeing this, the two white-clad girls exchanged glances and each saw a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.

This Holy Son of the Tian Peng Tribe, upon hearing that his companion had been taken by an enemy tribe to that kind of place, could still remain so composed—truly not an ordinary person.

The two girls naturally did not know that Han Li appeared calm at the moment, but his heart was indeed somewhat resentful.

That Miss Lei Lan of the Tian Peng Tribe was truly ignorant of good and bad.

Although I do not know what method the Chi Rong Tribe person used to lure her to the Competition Arena, such an obviously ill-intentioned act—how could one fail to notice it? If the other party deliberately pretended to accidentally injure her in the Competition Arena, the Tian Peng Tribe's hope of passing the trial would become even more slim.

He indeed could not just sit by and ignore this matter.

After all, after leaving his name in the Tian Peng Oath Auxiliary Scroll, he had also separately made a supplementary agreement with this girl, Jin Yue. If he failed to let the Tian Peng Tribe produce a Holy Lord, his troubles could truly be great.

Believe the Tian Peng Tribe's several elders would absolutely not mind, before being annexed by our tribe, first harshly venting their anger on this foreigner who handles affairs poorly.

After further considering the various details of the Abyss Trial, Han Li inwardly sighed.

Although his trip with the Tian Peng Tribe this time had indeed gained great benefits, he had equally been drawn into a considerable trouble.

Even if he truly helps the Tian Peng Tribe out of its predicament in the future, how to completely disengage still needs careful planning.

Having made up his mind, Han Li's steps remained unhurried, yet his movement was like flowing clouds and water, going from one end of the small path to the other, and even after a few flashes, his figure vanished without a trace.

The so-called Competition Arena is quite easy to find, and it is not as far from where Han Li and his companions reside as imagined.

After using the divine power of "inch to thousand miles," Han Li merely waited the time of a meal, then saw that enormous light barrier reaching a thousand zhang in height, and faintly heard bursting and shouting from that direction.

Han Li's expression stirred, his divine power ceased beneath his feet, and he walked over at an ordinary pace, slowly.

The Chi Rong Tribe person named Chi Tian, since he actively disclosed Lei Lan's whereabouts, likely mainly wanted to scheme against him.

As long as he does not appear, the Chi Rong Tribe people should not immediately act against him. And even if the other party truly could not wait to strike, going now would be too late. Even if he hurried, it would be pointless.

Thinking this lightly, Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he carefully observed the situation within the light curtain.

It seemed that someone was displaying divine power in the air, engaging in a struggle.

Fortunately! The combatants did not use transformation divine power—one drove a ball of raging fire, the other exhaled blue cold air, and Lei Lan was not among them. This let Han Li breathe a little easier.

However, the woman driving the raging fire was clearly the Chi Rong Tribe's Holy Son named Hong Sha.

At the moment Han Li felt somewhat strange, he suddenly sensed someone from the crowd gazing at him from afar, extremely cold and sinister, as if harboring ill intent.

His spiritual sense was extremely sensitive; he immediately swept his gaze, wanting to find this person.

But what made him startle was that this glance flashed and vanished immediately, and despite his careful sweep over that crowd, he found nothing.

Han Li's expression sank slightly, after a brief 'yin' of contemplation, he gave up the pursuit and quickened his steps, approaching the Competition Arena shortly after.

Before he could even reach the place, the two people fighting in the air, after a fierce collision of intertwining flames and cold air, instantly separated into victor and vanquished.

The man with a pair of blue feathered wings behind him was instantly forced to retreat repeatedly by the surging flames, unable to avoid yielding to this woman, Hong Sha, and fell from the air.

"Lei Mei Mei, I have already dispatched the opponent. If you want that Thunder Star Stone, as long as you come up and defeat me, I will immediately offer it with both hands, without regret." This woman originally had a fine appearance and demeanor; laughing coquettishly, her face was full of charm.

This caused many male Flying Spirit Tribe onlookers nearby to feel their hearts heat up.

Upon hearing this, Han Li secretly thought it was bad, just about to shout out to stop from afar, but it was already too late.

A flash of white light, and it actually rose from the ground into the sky, inside which was wrapped a slender figure with a pair of silver wings.

Who else could it be but Lei Lan herself?

Han Li's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

That Chi Rong Tribe woman so coincidentally, at the very moment he arrived, defeated her opponent and challenged Lei Lan.

Clearly not a coincidence; evidently, the person who had just spied on him had secretly informed this woman of his arrival, thus suddenly launching this plot against him.

However, after he lightly exhaled a few breaths, his expression immediately returned to normal, then after taking a few quick steps, he arrived beside the Competition Arena and found a place nearby to stand idly.

"You used the Thunder Star Stone to lure me from my residence here, probably just to fight me. No matter what scheme you have in mind. Since you said that as long as I defeat you, I can obtain the Thunder Star Stone, I will not hold back in the slightest." Lei Lan said expressionlessly.

With the silver wings behind her unfolding, instantly, strands of silver arcs appeared and rapidly spread over her body, making her seem like a spirit of thunder and lightning.

"Hehe! As long as younger sister has this ability, I will certainly offer the Thunder Star Stone with both hands." Hong Sha, however, paid no attention, merely glancing sideways in the direction where Han Li stood with an evil look, then said with a light laugh.

The people of the other branches below naturally knew some of the grudges between the Chi Rong Tribe and the Tian Peng Tribe; at this moment, whispering among themselves, they all harbored the idea of enjoying a good show, preparing to appreciate a great battle.

Seeing Han Li standing there with his arms crossed, making no move to stop them at all.

Hong Sha appeared to smile 'yin yin' on the surface, but in her heart, she secretly felt a bit anxious.

If Han Li did not step forward to block them, their previously discussed methods could not be used; it seems they would have to resort to another plan.

This girl secretly thought in her heart, so without further hesitation, she pinched a seal with both hands, her body radiated red light, and bowl-sized crimson fireballs appeared one after another in the void around her, nearly dyeing half the sky within the light barrier red.

The entire arena suddenly surged in temperature, becoming scorching and unbearable.

Some of the lower-cultivation spectators were forced to retreat more than ten steps just to endure the heat.

Seeing this, Han Li's brow twitched slightly, but he remained standing in place without moving.

Lei Lan, upon seeing this, without a word, flapped her wings and activated her inner incantation.

With a thunderous "Boom—", the electric arcs coiled around her body instantly thickened severalfold; from afar, they appeared like dozens of silver-colored giant pythons entwining her form, but immediately transformed into countless silver threads that shot toward the opposite side.

As the silver threads flashed, nearly every lightning thread pierced through a fireball in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, continuous crackling sounds rang out as hundreds of fireballs exploded one after another, turning into countless sparks that drifted in all directions.

This divine ability of controlling lightning into threads not only startled Han Li, but also caused a commotion among the Flying Spirit tribe spectators below.

Opposite her, Hong Sha also showed a flicker of surprise on her face, but immediately let out a cold laugh, shook her sleeve, and sent out a burst of crimson radiance that shot forth, swirling and dancing around the surroundings.

Wherever the crimson radiance passed, the sparks turned into bits of red mist, all converging toward Hong Sha's side.

In an instant, a vast expanse of firecloud emerged, engulfing Hong Sha's figure within it.

The firecloud churned incessantly, with waves of fire surging outward from within; as the firecloud condensed toward the center, it suddenly coalesced into a massive fireball over ten zhang in diameter, blazing with red light.

As this fireball spun, it emitted a terrifying humming sound and came rolling straight toward Lei Lan.

Lei Lan's expression changed slightly; without a word, she raised her arm, and silver radiance burst forth with a tremendous thunderclap.

Her entire arm became wrapped in countless fine silver arcs; a flash of silver radiance, and all the arcs merged into one.

With a tremendous boom, a thick arc as wide as a water barrel shot forth from her arm, directly meeting the incoming colossal fireball.

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