Chapter 1575

On the back of the black-armored beast, upon closer inspection of the upper body, were actually a series of women with pale purple skin and black-green eyes.

Each had long hair flowing over their shoulders, wore black battle armor, held various black weapons, and all had delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

When the black-armored beast paused, the women silently leapt down from its back, revealing their full forms; Han Li's pupils contracted sharply as he gazed at the crystal ball.

These women were revealed to have the lower bodies of centipedes from the waist down!

Dozens of tiny legs, combined with the upper bodies of women, even made Han Li feel a chill run down his spine and shiver slightly.

But these foreign women seemed well-trained, and within moments they had arranged themselves in neat order.

One woman who appeared to have some status stepped forward several paces, walked ahead of the others, glanced toward the earthen wall, suddenly smiled, and her mouth split open to her ears, revealing a mouth full of tiny sharp teeth and spitting out a forked tongue like a snake's.

The formerly delicate and beautiful face of the woman instantly turned ferocious; the contrast could easily frighten a timid person into fainting.

Though Han Li was not so easily frightened, he too jumped, his eye twitching once.

Naturally, everyone else also witnessed this scene.

The girl's face darkened abnormally, while the other Fire Yang tribe snake-people fell silent, each showing fear in their eyes.

"Hmph, even if they are the Wu Luo tribe, so what? They are merely remnants. Back then, our Wa clan could wipe them out completely; now we can do the same. The other two tribes were annihilated only because they launched sneak attacks. Now that we have prepared in advance, would our clan still fear these lingering remnants?" The woman let out a cold snort, shaking her sleeve toward the crystal ball.

Instantly, red light flashed, the firelight around the crystal ball extinguished, the entire formation ceased operation, and all images vanished without a trace.

Upon hearing this, the other white-robed snake-people were startled, then bowed and affirmed; their fearful expressions faded by half, replaced by extraordinary vigor.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression shifted slightly, and the corner of his mouth revealed a smile with deep meaning.

The woman's seemingly ordinary snort earlier was actually the use of a secret mental technique.

Though this secret technique was extremely obscure, for him who had cultivated the Great Dayan Decision, it was effortless to detect.

Otherwise, these low-ranking priests would not have been so easily stirred to battle spirit.

"Since we know the enemy, it's easy to handle. You divide into four teams, each going to one of the four city gates to supervise battle. If you encounter Wu Luo tribe priests, you must intercept them. If anyone dares to retreat now, punish them immediately according to clan law!" The woman stood up abruptly and issued the order sternly.

The snake-people on both sides immediately stood solemnly, saluted and obeyed, then followed the prior arrangement as antagonists, splitting into four teams and marching out of the great hall.

In the blink of an eye, only the woman, the girl, Han Li, and four other snake-people remained in the hall.

These four snake-people were all elderly, each having early Golden Core cultivation, making them second only to the woman in cultivation within the tribe.

Han Li merely glanced at these four snake-people indifferently, then withdrew his gaze.

The woman let out a long breath, turned her head, and wanted to say something to Han Li,

but at this moment, suddenly, earth-shaking drumbeats echoed from all sides, followed by continuous bursting sounds, and the ground again emitted thunderous tremors.

"They've already begun attacking the city!" The woman's expression changed slightly, and she gave a bitter laugh.

"What, Fire Daoist, you don't plan to go out?" Han Li asked, revealing a hint of strangeness.

"Going out is unnecessary. If I'm not mistaken, the Wu Luo tribe's high-ranking members will actively come here." The woman shook her head.

"Oh, such a thing exists!" Han Li truly felt surprised.

"Our Wa clan and the Wu Luo tribe are mortal enemies; we understand some of their habits. Although we have activated all restrictions, they likely cannot stop the true experts of this tribe. They are most skilled in stealth and infiltration techniques. When facing enemies, they also prefer to first kill the opponent's highest cultivator, then leisurely massacre the lower-ranking foes." The woman forced a smile and explained briefly.

"I see!"

Han Li rubbed his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression, but after a moment he chuckled lightly and said something that caused the woman and others to drastically change expression.

"So, this hidden Daoist beside us is not an assistant you arranged beforehand, Fire Daoist? Then I'll ask him to come out."

"What, they've already come!" The woman exclaimed in alarm.

But as her words fell, Han Li suddenly grabbed with one hand toward a nearby wooden pillar in empty space.

Instantly, a crystal-clear large hand materialized out of thin air and fiercely grabbed at the pillar.

"Pfft!"

Before the hand could get a firm grip, a black light shot out from the pillar, flashing to over twenty zhang away; a spiritual light flashed, and this escape light transformed into a Wu Luo tribe person.

Upon seeing this Wu Luo person, the Fire Yang tribe people were greatly startled and all assumed defensive postures.

The woman flipped her hand over, and a crimson-red short staff appeared in her hand, seemingly made of stone!

The other four white-robed snake-people each flicked their hands, producing a silver-long blade, their cold light flashing like silver-colored small snakes swaying their heads and tails.

The girl blurred her hands, and the yellow bow on her back somehow appeared in her hand, with a white bone arrow flashing onto it.

The Wu Luo person forced out by Han Li had pale purple skin, but his eyes shone with silver light, giving his beautiful face an eerie hue.

It stared expressionlessly at Han Li, showing no reaction to the woman and others' actions, then suddenly spoke in an icy voice:

"Your aura is wrong; you are not of the Wa clan. Which upper-clan tribe are you from! To see through my concealment technique, are you from the 'White Eye' tribe or the 'Thousand Illusion' tribe?"

This Wu Luo person clearly mistook Han Li for one of the two foreign tribes from the Thunderous Roar Continent famed for their spiritual-eye abilities.

Han Li smiled faintly, said nothing, then swept his gaze toward a shadowy corner of the great hall and, without a word, pointed a finger at it.

"Pfft!" A green small sword shot out like lightning, flashed to the shadow, and slashed downward.

A soft sound rang out, and from the shadow a black light suddenly flew out, immediately intertwining with the small sword,

while a shadow slowly rose from the darkness.

Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light; the distant small sword burst forth with green light, its sword aura instantly shattering the black light into powder, then flashed and slashed toward the newly appeared black shadow.

The speed was so fast, it had increased by several times compared to before.

The emerging black shadow was startled by the green light's speed, but it was not ordinary; it twisted its body and turned into a black thread that shot out.

With just a flicker, the black thread appeared ten zhang away.

But astonishing everyone, the small sword also flickered and similarly turned into a green thread, swiftly pursuing.

The black thread originally paused, intending to stop there, but seeing the green thread flash and arrive before it, it was startled and shot out again.

In an instant, the sound of "hiss-hiss" tearing through the air rang loudly!

One green and one black thread of light, one leading and one following, faintly visible, began chasing each other in the air above the great hall.

Only seen: one moment the two threads of light were on this side of the hall, the next moment they had strangely appeared at the opposite corner.

Their escape speed was so fast that everyone in the hall stared wide-eyed, mouths agape!

Suddenly, the black threads ahead blurred slightly, then instantly split into seven or eight identical strands, which shot out in all directions in a flash.

This movement caused Han Li's eyebrows to twitch; with a single-handed gesture, the green threads paused, shot back, and after a flash, recondensed into a small sword that sank into his body.

From beginning to end, Han Li's expression remained unusually calm, as if he had not exerted the slightest effort.

The several black threads that had shot off in different directions swirled once in the hall's air, then reconverged into a single strand again.

Then, with a flash of black light, a Wu Luo person with pale gold pupils appeared.

This woman merely stared fiercely at Han Li, her eyes full of angry 'color'.

Upon seeing this woman's gold 'color' pupils, the 'woman' figure trembled:

"Gold and silver twin pupils—indeed the mark of the Wu Luo royal clan! The other two clans' high priests were also slain by your hands, were they not?"

After saying this, she stared at the newly appeared Wu Luo person, her face full of disbelief.

"Hmph, you do have some discernment. But since we have taken action ourselves, your clan's fate is sealed." The gold-pupiled Wu Luo person glanced sideways, uttering sharp words.

At this moment, the first Wu Luo person flickered like a ghost, vanished instantly, and reappeared beside the gold-pupiled Wu Luo person the next moment, standing shoulder to shoulder.

Han Li looked at the two women, his eyes slightly narrowing.

These two Wu Luo individuals were shrouded in a strange spiritual light; even with his powerful spiritual sense, he could not directly perceive the depth of their cultivation.

It seems the opponent certainly possesses a protective treasure, though I do not know what kind it is!

Thinking thus, Han Li had no intention of immediately acting.

Beside her, the 'woman's' eyes flickered a few times; before she could speak, the girl beside her suddenly raised and drew her yellow 'color' great bow, then released the bone arrow in her hand.

With a "puchi" sound, a yellow-and-white 'color' light arrow shot out, then trembled, instantly filling the sky with identical yellow 'color' 'color' arrows, which immediately enveloped the two Wu Luo persons opposite.

In Bai Zhu'er's view, since this battle is inevitably unavoidable, naturally no idle talk is needed—strike first to gain the advantage.

Seeing this, the 'woman' was first startled, then gritted her teeth, and with a mistaken move, her red 'color' short staff shifted, transforming into a crimson fire jiao that shot forth from her hand.

Additionally, the four white-robed serpent people exchanged glances, and with a swing of their silver 'color' long blades, a series of silver 'color' blade lights surged forward with great force.

For a moment, several members of the Fire Yang clan joined hands to launch an attack.

Amid the interweaving of various spiritual lights, it seemed as if the two Wu Luo persons could be drowned in an instant.

Yet, amidst this fierce assault, the two women suddenly each raised one hand, each releasing a cluster of black light that burst forth.

They immediately transformed into two black 'color' light halos, spinning rapidly before the two women.

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