Chapter 1550: In the Mist

"No! This is the Holy Nest of our Mayfly Clan, it's simply endless. How could a mere Gold Mayfly have this thing? We must break out immediately!" A roar of extreme shock and anger came from the mouth of the giant insect transformed by the Six-Footed.

In this short moment, hundreds of strange insects were pierced by the black light on its body and died.

"Where to escape? These strange insects are not much slower than us in flying speed. If we keep being entangled by them, we will eventually run out of magic power." The blood-robed person stood on the shoulder of the purple-blood puppet and said solemnly.

"Flee directly back to the entrance we entered. As long as we can persist until the entrance, we can return to the Underworld River and avoid the insect sea transformed by the Holy Nest." The Six-Footed replied without hesitation.

"Six-Footed Fellow Daoist, you are crazy. Even if we flee with all our might, it will take two or three months to follow the original path. Do you want to keep fighting these insects? Besides, what about the Demonic Tomb? What about our demonic weapons!" The white-haired woman let out a sharp, abnormal voice.

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Lan! If even our lives are gone, what's the use of good demonic weapons? At worst, after going back, I will still take out some things to compensate you and Fellow Daoist Di Xue. The Holy Nest now is only transforming into the lowest-level Holy Insects, and we can still barely kill our way out of the insect sea. When higher-level Holy Insects are transformed, we won't be able to leave even if we want to." The Six-Footed shouted angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that it required the combined strength of the three to have a chance to escape, it would have long ago fled with the Underworld River Divine Milk.

After all, no one knew better than it the power of the Mayfly Clan's Holy Nest, a weapon that could exterminate a clan.

However, the Six-Footed naturally didn't know that what they encountered was not the real Holy Nest, but a replica. But even so, the power of this thing was not something the three of them could shake, plus being intimidated by the power of the Holy Nest, it immediately had the idea of leaving the Underworld River upon the first contact.

Hearing the Six-Footed's words, the white-haired woman, although greatly unwilling, could only say nothing.

As for the blood-robed person, he had no objections, clearly agreeing with the Six-Footed.

Thus, the three simultaneously unleashed their divine abilities.

The giant insect transformed by the Six-Footed suddenly saw its originally smooth body shine with black light, and countless giant bone spurs, each a foot long, appeared, all pitch-black as ink and exceptionally sharp.

The giant insect's body suddenly shrank and expanded, and with a mouth, it spat out circles of visible black light rings.

After these light rings exited, they immediately expanded countless times, rushing into the insect swarm with great momentum, sweeping past countless strange insects.

A shocking scene appeared!

Wherever these light rings passed, all the strange insects seemed to lose their balance instantly, one by one falling straight from the sky.

A large area in front of the sky was immediately cleared.

The purple-blood puppet, which looked like a small mountain, opened its mouth towards the insect swarm, and a purple-red light pillar, ten times thicker than the light pillar from its eyes, was spat out.

Wherever the light pillar passed, all the strange insects collapsed and disintegrated, turning into fly ash.

And as the purple-blood puppet shook its head, this thick light pillar also swayed, and more strange insects were swept away.

The range cleared by this attack in an instant seemed to be much larger than the Six-Footed's attack.

The last to strike was the white-haired woman.

Seeing the other two no longer holding back and unleashing their means, she didn't hesitate to throw the strange hammer in her hand towards another direction of the insect swarm and urged it with hand seals.

Immediately, the strange hammer burst in the green flames, and eight white bone skulls appeared, spinning, and then with a strange scream, they opened their mouths wide.

These skulls didn't spit out green ghost flames, but streams of white, hazy extreme cold wind.

Wherever this wind passed, all the strange insects first had frost on their bodies, and then amidst the crisp sound of "clatter," they turned into white ice crystals of various sizes, and then fell like rain from the sky without a sound.

With three Body Integration stage cultivators striking simultaneously, although the strange insects all around were endless, their offensive momentum couldn't help but pause, leaving a large blank area nearby.

The human-faced mantis more than ten miles away saw this, let out a cold snort from its nose, and pointed a giant blade-like arm at the silver object in the sky in the void.

Immediately, the semi-circular object spun, and the strange insects rushing out from inside increased by more than half.

But just then, the Six-Footed, white-haired woman, and others in the distance gathered together, and with their magic power connected, they suddenly transformed into a giant light group, trembled, and shot away along an opening, and in just a few flashes, they rushed to the edge of the insect sea.

Then, as the light group disintegrated, the three turned into three startling rainbows and rushed out of the insect sea amidst continuous explosions.

Then they fled in a panic towards the horizon.

The human-faced mantis clearly didn't expect the opponent to flee without fighting, and a look of great anger appeared on its face, and it let out a shrill scream, and the insect swarm also chased after them.

I saw the green strange insects flying, their wings flashing rapidly, and their flying speed was astonishing, like green rays breaking through the air, not slower than the Six-Footed and others at all.

And the human-faced mantis's figure blurred slightly and disappeared in place. The next moment, it appeared on the semi-circular object in the sky, and then amidst the flickering spirit light, it disappeared into it without a trace.

The "Holy Nest" hummed loudly, the phantom of the strange insects it spat out paused, and then it transformed into a ball of silver light and shot away.

Surrounded by countless strange insects.

After a while, the insect sea and the Six-Footed and others in front disappeared without a trace after chasing and fleeing.

On the other side, above the water area where Han Li was rolled away that day, Mu Qing floated there covered in large patches of green light spots.

She was looking at the black mist below, her expression cloudy and sunny.

"This place seems to be..." In another patch of black mist, a figure was looking around in a gray light glow, and a muttering sound came from his mouth.

This person was in a green robe, twenty-something years old, with his eyebrows slightly frowned; it was Han Li who had just left the Underworld River.

As soon as he recovered from the dizziness, he immediately found himself in this black mist.

Fortunately, his Origin Magnetic Divine Light had long been cultivated to follow his heart, and without his urging, it automatically released to shield him within it.

Now, Han Li couldn't help but look up at the top.

He saw that in the hazy high sky, the space crack that had spat him out had merged into a thin line, and the moment he looked over, it finally disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Although it was only for an instant, Han Li discovered that the moment the space crack disappeared, strands of black energy leaked out, then dissolved into the black mist here, and could no longer be seen apart from each other.

"Could it be that the mist here all flows out from this space crack?" Han Li muttered in his heart, then swept his gaze around, preparing to figure out where he was first.

But as soon as his divine sense exceeded a hundred feet, it immediately collapsed and shrank back, unable to probe further.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and touched his chin, suddenly remembering something, and a strange look appeared on his face.

He put his hands together, then separated them, and suddenly green light flashed in his palms, and a spirit grass a few inches long appeared in his hands.

With a flick of his hand, this grass immediately flew out from the glow.

The result was an incredible scene!

He saw that the moment the grass touched the black mist, it withered and turned yellow, and the moment it fell to the ground, it turned into a pile of grass ash and disappeared without a trace.

"Black Underworld Mist!" Han Li gasped, finally confirming his location.

He had actually been teleported back to the giant island in the Black Hidden Mountain Range where he first arrived in the Flying Spirit Clan territory. And this black mist was none other than the Black Underworld Mist Sea he hadn't entered that day.

He had tested this mist sea that day; the Yin energy inside was extremely heavy and could absorb the spirit energy of living things like grass and trees. On one hand, he was anxious to break through his bottleneck at that time, and on the other hand, he was wary of the strangeness of this mist sea, so he hadn't truly risked going in to explore.

Now that he left the Underworld River, he was actually teleported to this place. Connecting it with the black energy that just flowed out of the space crack, it seems the formation of this mist sea should have some connection with the Underworld River.

However, even the Yin energy of the Underworld River was definitely not as terrifying as the black mist here. These mists must have been mixed with other things.

Han Li's eyes flickered, and he made his judgment in an instant.

But regardless, this place was not a good place, so he'd better leave here as soon as possible.

Thinking this, green light flashed on Han Li's body, and he immediately soared into the air.

As a result, his feet had only left the ground for a few feet when the mist nearby rolled onto him, and his escape light scattered, and his figure fell back to the ground.

"Air-prohibition restriction!" Han Li felt a chill in his heart.

Now he finally understood a bit why the Sky-Peng people seemed so wary of this mist sea, and didn't even send anyone to station on this island.

For the Sky-Peng people who believe in the Kun-Peng as a god, the air-prohibition restriction is naturally extremely dangerous. After all, more than half of the Flying Spirit Clan's divine abilities are on the wings behind their backs. Once they cannot fly, I'm afraid their divine abilities will be abolished by more than half.

Naturally, this might just be one of the reasons.

It is more likely that the Underworld River aura leaking from the space crack makes the Sky-Peng people feel extremely disgusted. After all, the Underworld River is mostly transformed by Luo Hou's body, and the aura flowing out is naturally extremely disgusting to the Sky-Peng people who rarely have Kun-Peng bloodline.

However, all this was just Han Li's own guess. As for what other strange things and reasons there were, perhaps only those elders of the Sky-Peng Clan knew.

Although he had been a Holy Son of the Sky-Peng Clan once, he hadn't come into contact with these things, so he naturally knew nothing about the real reason.

But now that he couldn't fly, although it had a lot of impact on Han Li, it was impossible to truly trap him like this.

With his strong physical body, even if he ran on the ground, he could quickly walk out of this mist sea. The only thing to be careful about was whether there were any strange things and other restrictions in this black mist that were hard to guard against.

Han Li naturally wouldn't wait in place, and after analyzing in his heart, he released all his divine sense and strode towards a direction he had identified.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1551 =====