Chapter 1465

After a full cup of tea's time, the pearl's blood light suddenly shrank, then trembled, and from within came an exceptionally aged 'woman's' voice:

"Earth Blood, what do you seek me for? WWW. feiazw. COM net, do you not know I have pressing matters at hand, concerning the great affair we plot?"

The voice's owner seemed greatly displeased that the blood-robed person sought him at this time.

"Hehe, since we set our grand plan, decades have passed. Now, old man, I rarely contact a fellow Daoist—could it be you have no time even for a few words?" The blood-robed person chuckled low.

"Don't beat around the bush—what is it? Speak plainly. Otherwise, don't blame me for severing the secret art." The old 'woman's' voice sank, greatly impatient.

"Hehe, when we first plotted and divided our tasks, Mu Qing gathered blood food for sacrifice, Li Zu collected yin spirit power, old man refined countless puppets, and you, fellow Daoist, needed to cultivate the eight thousand crucial Yin Armor Profound Ghosts in the plan. I don't know how your progress is." The blood-robed person asked calmly, unfazed.

"Hmph, asking the obvious! You don't know how many eyes and ears I've planted under my command, how the progress stands—would you not know?" The old 'woman' fell silent, then replied coldly.

"Hehe, just the same. My puppet-refining place also often sees your disciples coming and going. But now, I wish to hear you personally tell me." The blood-robed person laughed heartily.

"This is no secret—what's there to hide? The eight thousand Yin Armor Profound Ghosts are easy to speak of: as long as Li Zu provides sufficient yin spirit energy, cultivating them is merely a matter of time. The only trouble is that commanding these profound ghosts requires eight Yin Ghost Kings, whose refinement demands the primordial souls of those with mighty spiritual sense. Such top-tier primordial soul materials are not easily found." The old 'woman' replied lightly.

"Oh, I don't know—how many of the eight ghost kings have you refined?" The blood-robed person asked with interest.

"I have refined three! The success rate is truly too low." The 'woman's' voice sank, sounding somewhat embarrassed.

"Hehe, that's it. I contacted you this time precisely to offer such a top-tier primordial soul material." The blood-robed person stroked his palm, smiling.

"Earth Blood Old Monster, you're not busy gathering enough puppets—when did you take interest in yin souls?" The old 'woman' started, somewhat surprised.

"I am not like Li Zu and you, unskilled in the ways of ghostly arts. But I just discovered a Flying Spirit Tribe person who could sense my spiritual sense lodged in the mud puppet. Though only a thread of spiritual thought, this person's spiritual awareness must be formidable. Surely enough to serve as material for your ghost king refinement." The blood-robed person said leisurely.

"Flying Spirit Tribe person—has their trial day come again? Since you sensed your spiritual sense, could it be those old fogeys came down personally?" The old 'woman's' voice tightened, becoming solemn.

"Rest assured, it's merely a Spirit General-level trifle—won't cause great trouble." The blood-robed person said indifferently.

"A Spirit General-level, then it's nothing. But to sense your spiritual sense, their spiritual awareness is indeed extraordinarily strong. Good, I accept this gift. But you won't tell me this for nothing—what do you seek in exchange from me?" The old 'woman' murmured slightly, then replied thus.

"Hehe, I just like dealing with fellow Daoists who understand reason. Simple: if you provide the specific information, one ten-thousand-year blood fish will suffice. Let me capture and deliver it personally to your door—then two blood fish." The blood-robed person's eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth wide like a lion.

"Hmph, you think my ten-thousand-year blood fish is what? A yin spirit wanting to trade for two? I have no time for ***. One sentence: you send the primordial soul to me, I send you one ten-thousand-year blood fish. You've taken a great bargain." The old 'woman' snorted coldly, speaking bluntly.

"Good, one fish then one fish. In ten days, this person's primordial soul will be sent to you." The blood-robed person answered cleanly and decisively, clearly also thinking he'd gained a great bargain.

"By the way, what do Mu Qing and Li Zu think of the Flying Spirit Tribe's trial Son? Should we slaughter them all, or as before, let them run wild in the first three layers? Will they interfere with our great plan?" The old 'woman' suddenly asked thus.

"The great affair is at a critical juncture—we cannot draw the Flying Spirit Tribe's attention. As long as they don't affect us or enter below the fourth layer, let them act as they will. I'm sure Mu Qing and Li Zu, fellow Daoists, understand this as well." The blood-robed person replied without hesitation.

"Just as you say!"

After a faint sound, the old 'woman's' voice from the pearl side suddenly vanished, and the pearl immediately ceased rotating, its surface red light vanishing without a trace.

With a single grab, the pearl shot into his hand, then flashed and disappeared.

"Just a mere high-ranking Spirit General, plus two low-ranking Spirit Generals, three low-ranking Spirit Commander blood-wood puppets—should be more than enough." The blood-robed person muttered, shaking his sleeve.

"Puff puff puff"—three blood shadows flew from his sleeve, flashed, and landed on the ground ahead.

Amid the gloomy blood light, three blurry, differently shaped figures were clearly seen, motionless, kneeling on the ground.

The blood-robed person's eyes blazed with blood light, shooting three blood threads from between his brows—barely perceptible to the naked eye—flashing and vanishing into the three blurry blood shadows before him.

Instantly, the bowed figures lifted their heads, and their eyes simultaneously flickered with eerie green light.

"Go, kill those three, and retrieve their primordial souls!" The blood-robed person pointed at the copper mirror's image, speaking without emotion.

A flash of blood light—three blood shadows instantly became three blood rainbows, circling nearby, then vanished into the nearby walls, leaving no trace.

The blood-robed person then leaned back on the wooden chair, slowly closed his eyes. As if all he had done before were, to him, merely trivial trifles.

……

At the center of the mysterious mountain range on the first layer, a giant mountain peak shrouded in gray yin air bears an altar over a hundred zhang high. Upon its black stone platform rests a huge gray-white 'colored' eyeball, the size of a skull, covered in blood threads.

From the eyeball's pupil, countless gray threads spray out, dancing around, drawing in the surrounding gray air.

And beneath the altar, a mysterious person of extraordinary height, clad in a black cloak, stands motionless.

……

In the giant palace on the sixth layer of the Earth Abyss, shrouded in green light, a white-haired beauty with a bloodless 'colored' face stands beside a black 'colored' abyssal pool over a hundred zhang wide, coldly gazing at everything within the pool.

Beside her stand two black-fan women, both over twenty years old.

Both women have similarly pale 'colored' faces, but one is petite, round-faced and sweet, appearing pitifully endearing, making men want to embrace her. The other has a graceful figure, skin like snow, but her expression is icy and extraordinarily cold.

Around the pool, various-sized small magic formations are scattered everywhere, black runes continuously surging out, drifting toward the cold pool.

At the pool's center, several figures in black monstrous armor float motionlessly in the black 'colored' pool water.

Those black 'colored' runes split into several strands; upon nearing these figures, they flash and vanish into their black armor, disappearing instantly.

Yet these figures remain utterly motionless, like lifeless objects.

Seeing this, the white-haired beauty's face 'colored' turns gloomy, her brows gradually furrowing.

"Use the Netherfire!" The white-haired beauty suddenly spoke coldly, her voice astonishingly aged and abnormal—indeed, the old 'woman' who had spoken with the blood-robed person earlier.

"Yes!" The two charming women replied softly in unison, then each stepped forward, a flash of spiritual light: one produced an additional black small bottle from nowhere, the other manifested a black 'colored' banana fan in her hand.

With solemn expressions, both simultaneously raised their treasures.

A strange cry rang out—a fire dragon, its body wreathed in black 'colored' flames, flew from the gourd's mouth, then plunged headfirst into the water pool.

Instantly, the entire pool surged with rising black flames; on the other side, the petite girl strained to the utmost, slowly fanning her rune-covered banana fan.

From the fan immediately gushed vast sheets of black 'colored' flames, sweeping toward the pool.

The two flames seemed to share a source; intertwining, the black flames surged to several times their height, enveloping all the blurry figures within.

Seeing this, the white-haired beauty's face 'colored' remained unchanged, but her eyes faintly 'revealed' a trace of anticipation 'colored'.

……

Han Li, flying through the second layer, naturally had no idea he had been targeted by some terrifying existence.

But after experiencing that earlier strange chill, his movements became much more cautious.

While carrying Lei Lan and Bai Bi in rapid flight, he spared no magic power, occasionally using his spiritual eyes to observe nearby movements.

Doing so allowed Han Li to detect some low- to mid-rank demon beasts in advance, take a slight detour, and easily avoid these troubles.

As for ordinary beasts, none could survive on the second layer, so naturally he would not encounter them again.

Because Lei Lan and the other had expended considerable magic power upon entering the second layer, their flight speed was not particularly fast, allowing the two to travel while absorbing spiritual energy from the spirit stones in their hands to quickly restore their cultivation.

After flying for about a day, they encountered no trouble whatsoever.

On the second day, after Lei Lan and the other had fully restored their magic power and still nothing had occurred, Han Li decisively ceased the frequent use of his Spirit Eye supernatural ability.

The three proceeded at an ordinary escape speed into a mountain range of dark green 'color'.

In the afternoon of the second day, after they had crossed a large mountain, an unexpected event occurred.

Suddenly, spiritual light flickered in the sky opposite them, followed by a sharp whistling sound, and a streak of emerald light flashed into view, then shot rapidly toward their direction.

In the next moment, another strange light flickered behind the emerald streak, and three clusters of yellow light appeared in the distance, pursuing at a speed not inferior to that of the emerald light.

The appearance of these escape lights was so bizarre that even if Han Li and the other two had wished to dodge immediately, they could not react in time.

Han Li frowned, then, with the two behind him, gradually slowed his escape light to a stop.

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