Chapter 1768

"Looks like I was overthinking it." The black-armored Rong tribesman's mouth twitched slightly as he spoke.

"Heh, but now we can both truly relax." The white-armored Rong tribesman gave a faint smile, as if his companion's sudden attack was nothing unusual.

The black-armored Rong tribesman nodded, then slowly closed his eyes.

After scanning ahead in the passage and finding nothing, the white-armored foreigner also smiled faintly and closed his eyes.

Han Li's body shifted, and he silently slipped between the two Rong tribesmen.

The black and white foreigners did not open their eyes in the slightest, allowing him to flash into the blue giant gate.

Only then did Han Li truly relax in his heart.

Fortunately, the Rong tribesman had used a physical attack just now, which could not affect his current ethereal form. If it had been a magical attack, even the simplest tiny fireball would have exposed him instantly.

As his thoughts turned, Han Li moved ghostlike through the turns behind the door, then vanished around a corner, leaving no trace.

This hidden cave truly deserves the name "supernatural craftsmanship"!

Deep inside, the passages are densely packed, large and small tunnels spreading like a spider's web throughout the underground, most of them naturally formed.

Thus, it is easier for those who enter this place to feel as if they have fallen into a bewildering palace.

Fortunately, Han Li had the map of the hidden cave given by the old man Xu, so he needed no detours; after flying for a short while, he finally arrived before a natural stalactite cave.

In this cave over thirty zhang wide, a pale white stone wall stood upright.

The surface of the stone wall bore rows upon rows of golden runes, flashing with mysterious spiritual light.

Han Li's heart stirred suddenly, but when he glanced ahead, he saw a Rong tribesman wearing a bamboo hat sitting before the stone wall, facing it.

His expression was one of deep concentration, as if he were studying the inscriptions on the stone wall.

Han Li's eyebrows twitched slightly; he felt this was somewhat troublesome.

Naturally, the things on this stone wall were the target of his mission.

But if he wished to copy the scriptures above with a secret technique, it would be impossible not to alarm this Rong tribesman.

Han Li stood silently at the cave entrance, his expression shifting between light and dark as he fell into silent contemplation.

Meanwhile, the Rong tribesman wearing the bamboo hat occasionally raised his hand to gesture a few times at the stone wall, appearing utterly alone.

Seeing the Rong tribesman in this state, Han Li's thoughts turned, and he finally made a decision.

His body shifted, and he silently drifted toward the Rong tribesman; in the blink of an eye, he was only four or five zhang away, still slowly approaching.

The Rong tribesman continued staring at the stone wall without turning his head, clearly focusing his entire mind on it.

Han Li felt a surge of joy; when he was just two zhang away, he struck decisively.

Only then did his body flash with golden light, revealing his form in an instant; raising one hand, a black, small mountain carrying grayish mist roared forth. At the same time, a three-headed, six-armed golden body flickered into view behind him, its six arms blurring as six golden palms simultaneously pressed down in midair toward the nearby Rong tribesman.

The bamboo-hatted Rong tribesman jolted awake, a flash of green light appearing on his body as he tried to unleash some secret technique to flash and escape.

But almost simultaneously, the six golden palms behind him flashed with rosy light, each releasing an invisible immense force that descended upon him.

The Rong tribesman felt his shoulders sink, the surrounding air tighten, his fingers unable to move even slightly, and even his internal magic power stagnated, rendering him unable to operate the Jade Ruyi for a time.

The black small mountain, however, swelled wildly above his head, spinning rapidly as vast expanses of grayish mist flew outward, with countless silver runes flying out from its base in a frenzy.

The bamboo-hatted Rong tribesman's face showed an expression of extreme shock and anger, but after all, he was no ordinary person; his thoughts flashed like lightning, and after suddenly drawing a deep breath, a long, wild cry surged from his mouth.

He intended to shout without regard for consequences to warn the other tribesmen in the cave dwelling.

However, the sound wave of his cry, upon striking the surrounding grayish mist, vanished silently into it, unable to transmit beyond a range of about a zhang.

The Rong tribesman's heart sank; before he could think of another method, a golden thread suddenly shot out from the six golden palms.

After wrapping around him, it bound the Rong tribesman tightly and securely.

At the same time, the silver runes sprayed from the Polar Magnetic Mountain transformed into a dazzling silver light formation, which descended downward.

With a muffled "Bang," the light formation scattered and vanished, while the Rong tribesman disappeared without a trace in the distance, as if he had never appeared here at all.

In reality, if someone used great divine powers to see through the Polar Magnetic Mountain, they could clearly see the Rong tribesman actually appearing dazed and unconscious within the mountain's interior, his body tightly bound by those golden threads, his nascent infant conduit recently wrapped all over with a layer of silver runes, and forced into a slumbering state.

From Han Li's appearance and attack to using the Polar Magnetic Mountain to seize the foreigner and bring him into the mountain, it took only a few breaths. Whether it was the golden body's attack or the summoning of the Polar Magnetic Mountain, both were silent and soundless, reducing spiritual pressure fluctuations to the extreme.

Therefore, as long as no third person was in this cave, it would be impossible to discover that a Void Refinement peak existence had been so silently and instantly captured alive.

Upon seeing his success, Han Li also let out a great sigh of relief.

Fortunately, only this bamboo-hatted Rong tribesman was present here, and his mind was still fully focused on the golden seal script on the stone wall; otherwise, it would have been impossible to succeed so easily.

If it were the other two pairs of foreigners outside, he could kill them easily, but capturing them alive would be utterly impossible.

As long as the opponent did not die, the other foreigners would not notice anything amiss in this place for a while.

And this mountain's power to directly draw people into it is precisely the spatial ability possessed by the Polar Magnetic Mountain after being refined into the Extreme Mountain.

If the Five Polar Mountains were fully refined, this ability could even draw in rivers and seas, something ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Even now, this single Polar Mountain's might is not trivial; once an opponent is drawn into it, he is as if "unable to fly even with wings attached."

Han Li hesitated no further; he retracted the golden body and the black mountain peak, then immediately shook his sleeve.

A black circular ring flew out, spun once, and released a sheet of green light, which swept downward.

Spiritual light flickered, but the stone wall only emitted a faint golden glow, remaining motionless; in fact, it could not be stored into the storage bracelet at all.

Han Li sighed inwardly, though his face showed no sign of surprise.

If this object could truly be easily taken, it would not have remained here all this time; his earlier action was merely a precautionary trial.

A flash of white light, and a palm-sized jade slip flew out from the black ring, spun once, and hovered before the stone wall.

He pinched a seal with one hand, and a finger shot forward to strike the storage bracelet.

Instantly, the jade slip's spiritual light flashed, and a sheet of silver light shot out from within, covering the entire surface of the stone wall.

The next moment, the golden runes on the stone wall twisted in the flashing silver light, as if coming to life; then, clusters of golden light flashed and flew out from the stone wall, one after another sinking into the jade slip.

After a short while, when all the golden light clusters had flown into the slip, Han Li narrowed his eyes, and the hand seal in his hand suddenly retracted.

Instantly, the jade slip's silver light retracted, turning into a mass of white light that fell into his hand.

Han Li held the jade slip in one hand, swept his divine sense into it, and could not help but reveal a faint smile on his face.

The jade slip indeed appeared with the same golden 'color' runes as on the stone wall.

He immediately carefully put away the storage bracelet and jade slip, then with a flip of one hand, a purple 'color' talisman reappeared and he lightly patted it onto his body.

A flash of purple light made Han Li's body once again become illusory...

In this way, Han Li searched the secret cave and actually found three other caves in succession, each containing the same golden seal script stone walls.

And except for one cave which also had someone guarding it, the other two were completely empty.

This made Han Li overjoyed; he used the same method to ambush and capture another Rong tribesman into the Yuan Ci Extreme Mountain, and likewise copied the golden seal script from these three places onto the same jade slip.

According to the map marked by the Xu-surnamed elder, only the last part of the golden seal script remained, and then the entire *** could be completed.

However, by this time, Han Li became increasingly cautious.

Since he had not encountered any remaining Rong tribesmen in the previous caves, they must have all gathered in this final cave.

Based on the information he had overheard earlier, the restriction on this last golden seal script had not yet been broken, which explained why so many people were guarding this final location.

As he pondered, Han Li had already arrived at a crossroads *** junction, which was the necessary passage to that final cave.

Han Li glanced around, 'rubbed' 'rubbed' his chin, then suddenly raised his hand, and instantly countless formation flags surged out from his sleeve, numbering over a hundred.

This was precisely the set of formation equipment with the greatest power in his hand; the formation it formed could be considered not weak, capable of temporarily trapping even a Void Refinement stage existence.

Besides this, he also released a set of Nine Palaces Heavenly Stem talismans; a huge palace illusion flashed briefly and then vanished above the formation.

Although the materials for this talisman were extremely rare to refine, when he was in Yun City, he had finally managed to gather some and thus refined two more sets.

Thus, even if the Rong tribesmen outside knew the cave had undergone a startling change and wanted to return to regroup with the others, they would be temporarily held by these two sets of restrictions, buying him sufficient time.

After completing all this, Han Li nodded in satisfaction, then with one hand patted his Tianling Gai; golden light flashed, and a three-headed, six-armed Golden Body appeared behind him.

Then he opened his mouth, and a mass of black qi sprayed out, immediately sinking into the Golden Body.

"Go"

Han Li gave the order without the slightest hesitation.

On one face of the Golden Body, a fierce 'color' appeared, then suddenly his form flickered and he vanished into the nearby void without a trace, like a ghost.

Next, he flicked his fingers from his sleeve, and a mass of silver 'color' flame and two silver 'color' talismans shot out.

With a few "puchi" sounds, they respectively transformed into a silver 'color' firebird and two faint silver shadows, which flashed and vanished into the ground before him.

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