Chapter 1466

Only seen in the distance, a cyan gleam was actually a shuttle-shaped treasure, flashing once and crossing tens of zhang in an instant, fleeing toward this side. Behind it, among three clusters of yellow light, each had a Flying Spirit person with flickering golden 'color' runes, pursuing the cyan shuttle at astonishing escape speed.

"Not good! They are the Huang Feng tribe. Like the Chiro tribe, they have long been eyeing our Tian Peng tribe." Bai Bi, upon clearly seeing the Flying Spirit people in the yellow light, turned pale.

Lei Lan also 'revealed' a look of great alarm.

"Huang Feng tribe?" Han Li, however, pondered as he observed the three Flying Spirit people.

These three Flying Spirit people had slightly yellow wings behind their backs, 'hair' on their faces, and each dragged a 'hairy' long tail behind. They looked very demonic!

The person controlling the cyan shuttle clearly saw Han Li and the others; after a few flickers, he suddenly stopped in front of the three.

The light retracted, and from the shuttle-shaped treasure emerged a beautiful woman with white wings on her back and small emerald horns on her head.

"You three must be fellow Daoists of the Tian Peng tribe. I am Qin Xiao of the Ye Lu tribe. Our two tribes have a mutual aid pact; I hope you three will lend a hand." As soon as this woman appeared, she spoke with a flustered expression.

But before Han Li and the others could answer, the three Huang Feng tribe members also instantly arrived nearby; yet upon seeing Han Li and the three, they immediately changed expression and halted their escape light to the side.

"This is a matter between our tribe and the Ye Lu tribe; the Tian Peng tribe had best not 'interfere,' or you will be asking for trouble." One of them spoke rudely, the threatening intent utterly 'exposed'.

Upon hearing this, the Ye Lu tribe woman's face turned deathly 'pale', her beautiful eyes gazing at the three filled with a pleading 'color'.

"Our tribe indeed has a mutual aid agreement with the Ye Lu tribe; it is not right to see death and not save. However, the Huang Feng tribe's power is great, not inferior to the Chiro tribe, and we cannot afford to provoke them. The three before us are merely part of this trial's entry, holy sons of the Huang Feng tribe." Lei Lan, knowing Han Li was not clear about the pact, whispered an explanation from the side, her tone hinting at hesitation.

"Is that so?" Han Li said indifferently, glancing at the Night Lu tribe woman, then sweeping his gaze over the three Huang Feng people.

Among these three, two were actually mid-rank Spirit Generals, one was a high-rank Spirit General, looking at Han Li and the others with an arrogant expression.

Han Li's eyes flashed; his lips moved as he was about to say something, when suddenly, spiritual light flickered in the distant sky, and a giant wooden bird over ten zhang long flashed into view from the horizon, golden light brilliant, flying toward this side.

Han Li and the others were startled, still not understanding who the several black dots seated on the front of the wooden bird were.

Upon seeing this, the three Huang Feng tribe members before them showed expressions of great joy!

After exchanging a quick glance, they simultaneously moved, instantly splitting into three directions to surround Han Li's trio and the Ye Lu tribe woman named Qin Xiao, their movement swift as ghosts.

"What does this mean?" Bai Bi exclaimed in alarm, her face slightly changing as she shouted.

"Hehe, what does this mean? It's not simple; originally we wanted to let you go. Now, there's no need for that." A Huang Feng tribe burly man laughed wildly.

Han Li's heart stirred; a blue gleam flashed in his eyes, and he finally saw clearly that the black dots on the distant wooden bird were also Huang Feng tribe people.

Two men and one woman, likewise two mid-rank Spirit Generals, one high-rank Spirit General.

Obviously, these three had originally only wanted to slaughter the Ye Lu tribe people, but upon seeing reinforcements arrive, they no longer hesitated and conceived the idea of slaughtering Han Li's trio together.

Lei Lan, Bai Bi, and the Ye Lu tribe woman, upon seeing clearly who had arrived on the wooden bird, also changed expression greatly.

Han Li's thoughts raced like lightning; he immediately sighed and said lightly:

"Since it's like this, then you go die first!"

With a thunderclap, Han Li's figure vanished in an instant amid cyan-white electric light.

"Be careful!"

The high-rank Spirit General among the Huang Feng people, naturally having long paid extra attention to Han Li, the highest-cultivated Tian Peng tribe holy son, upon seeing this, let out a loud shout.

The next moment, as space fluctuated above this person's head, Han Li's figure appeared in cyan light, his arm moved, and a jet-black palm like ink struck downward into the void.

A dark little mountain, wrapped in gray light, appeared out of nowhere, its volume instantly swelling several times, becoming a giant of over ten zhang, black and oppressive as it came crashing down.

Upon seeing Han Li appear above him, this Huang Feng tribe person was first startled, then a ferocious smile crossed his face; without a word, he opened his mouth toward the little mountain in the air.

With a "puchi" sound, a stream of yellow murky light sprayed from his mouth, directly wrapping around the little mountain; simultaneously, a white light flashed in his hand, revealing a silver-white disc-shaped treasure, as if he intended to unleash it.

But at this moment, Han Li's face flashed with an unusual 'color', and he suddenly let out a cold snort from his nose.

The snort was not loud, but once it entered the Huang Feng tribe person's ears, it was like a thunderclap from heaven, causing his face to painfully twist and deform; his figure staggered, nearly dropping the treasure in his hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black little mountain swept with a vast gray light, easily sweeping aside the approaching yellow light, then came crashing down with mighty force, landing squarely on the Huang Feng person below.

Poor this Huang Feng tribe holy son; his divine powers had not yet been fully unleashed, his protective spiritual light was swept away by the Yuan Ci divine light, and then a tremendous force acted upon him, the giant mountain crushing him down hard.

Han Li's two hands flew to form a seal.

The Yuan Ci divine mountain continued to swell wildly, in an instant transforming within the gray light into a black mountain peak over a thousand zhang tall.

That Huang Feng person, though already a late-stage Soul Transformation existence like Han Li, had a fleshly body only slightly stronger than an ordinary human's; under the boom of a tremendous impact, he directly crashed to the ground, crushed into a lump of minced meat. His Primordial Spirit was also swept away by the Yuan Ci divine light, his soul scattered and spirit dispersed.

From Han Li's use of the Lei Dun technique to strike, to using the God-Destroying Thorn and Yuan Ci Divine Mountain to kill this high-rank Spirit General Huang Feng person, it took only the span of a single breath.

Whether the other two Huang Feng people, or Bai Bi, Lei Lan, and the Ye Lu tribe woman beside them, at this moment they were all stunned. But immediately, the other two Huang Feng people let out a dark cry of "Not good," their golden 'color' runes flashing on their bodies, instantly transforming into two yellow 'color' strange birds, which turned and shot away in escape.

Han Li saw this, his eyebrows raised, his sleeve shook, and a cyan 'color' electric light shot out from his sleeve; merely a flash, and in the distortion it instantly appeared behind a yellow 'color' strange bird.

Before the bird, startled, could think to dodge, the Lei Guang revealed a cyan 'color' pair of scissors about a chi long.

With a "Boom—" of thunder, the scissors transformed into two cyan 'color' thunder flood dragons over ten zhang long; they lunged forward, intertwined in a flash, and the yellow 'color' strange bird instantly became two charred corpses, falling from high altitude.

Seeing this, the other strange bird was terrified, its soul flying to the heavens, its direction suddenly changing, as it wanted to fly toward the incoming giant wooden bird.

But just as its wings stirred once, a man's voice suddenly came from behind it:

"Where do you think you're going? Still trying to leave now? Don't you feel it's too late!"

The words had not yet faded when a spotless white jade-like large hand appeared on the strange bird's neck, icy and bone-piercing cold.

It was Han Li, who at some point had used his Wind Thunder Wings to catch up beside this bird, and upon reaching out, seized the vital spot of the Huang Feng person transformed into the strange bird.

The bird gave a start, but its reaction was not slow either; it flapped its wings, and vast feathers instantly turned into countless wind blades shooting out densely, while the fine down feathers on its neck stood upright, shining with a metallic sheen, then stabbed toward Han Li's palm like blades.

A flash of black qi, and a peculiar layer of armor appeared on Han Li's body; all wind blades striking it gave off metallic collision-like sharp cries, being bounced back repeatedly.

At the same time, the hand on the strange bird's neck was forged like refined steel; those sharp feathers struck it, yet left no trace of injury, having utterly no effect.

Han Li coldly snorted, not waiting for this Huang Feng tribe person to display any further divine powers, he shook his arm, and five fingers surged with immense force.

With a "Crack!" sound, the strange bird's neck was easily twisted and broken in two; simultaneously, five 'color' flames burst from his fingertips, instantly engulfing the entire bird's body, and in a few flashes it turned into a pile of flying ash.

Then Han Li stood motionless in place, raised his head to gaze at the giant wooden bird now not far away, his eyes flashing with a forest-like cold light.

The three Huang Feng people on the distant wooden bird naturally saw clearly Han Li's slaughter of three of their tribesmen; their faces all turned bloodless pale.

When Han Li killed the first Huang Feng person, these three still wore angry expressions, desperately driving the wooden bird forward, hoping to come and tear Han Li to pieces. But after Han Li in one breath also swiftly beheaded the remaining two, these three Huang Feng tribe holy sons turned icy cold throughout; when Han Li's gaze swept over them, they nearly simultaneously felt a great chill rise from behind.

"Go, this person's divine powers are unfathomable; we are no match for him." The highest-cultivated woman among them let out a low cry in her mouth, urgently ordering.

The other two nodded repeatedly; immediately, the three jointly urged the wooden bird beneath them, and in an instant it turned around, becoming a cluster of piercing yellow light, fleeing desperately along the way they came.

Han Li looked at this scene, his brows furrowing slightly, but he had no intention of moving to pursue. Instead, his wings twitched behind him, and he suddenly appeared in the void elsewhere.

The silver-colored round disc treasure held in the hand of the first Huang Feng person killed by him was floating in midair; Han Li flicked his sleeve, and a streak of green light flew out, immediately sweeping the treasure into his sleeve.

When the thunderclap sounded again, Han Li's figure reappeared beside Lei Lan and the others.

Lei Lan, Bai Bi, and Qin Xiao of the Ye Lu tribe, however, had already stared blankly, dazedly gazing at Han Li, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing the Huang Feng tribe suddenly arrive with so many people, including two high-ranking spirit generals, the three had thought they were surely doomed. But they never expected that Han Li, upon making a move, would slay three powerful foes in an instant and drive back another group of enemies.

And Han Li was merely a spirit general-level existence—this was simply too incredible!

"Let's go. This place is not suitable for lingering; we need to leave quickly!" Han Li glanced at the three, speaking with extraordinary calm.

"Yes, everything follows Han Brother's words!" Bai Bi exhaled deeply, being the first to recover from shock.

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