Chapter 1815: Cold Poison

Shi Lun heard these words, and his heart was shocked. He threw the leather bag behind him without hesitation.

With a muffled "pu" sound.

The leather bag exploded out of thin air, and a group of blood-colored poisonous bees appeared.

With a hum, the blood bees immediately turned into a blood cloud, covering the young man who had appeared behind Shi Lun at some unknown time.

The young man was naturally Han Li, who had used the teleportation technique to appear here suddenly.

Seeing the blood bees covering his head, he smiled indifferently.

These blood bees were numerous, numbering three or four hundred. The other party had spent who knows how much effort to cultivate them to maturity, and even a Core Formation cultivator would be greatly wary of them.

But to him, they were naturally not worth mentioning at all.

He didn't move his hands or feet, just opened his mouth.

A stream of five-colored cold flames sprayed out, and the extreme cold energy flickered, wrapping the entire group of blood bees within it.

Only to see the five-colored cold light spinning, and the entire group of blood bees instantly turned into a giant ice block, floating in the air unable to move at all.

Shi Lun saw this situation and was naturally shocked and angry, but he raised one hand and revealed an ancient green mirror.

Only to see the mirror surface flash with rosy light, and a green beam of light sprayed out, arriving in front of Han Li in a flash, with astonishing speed.

Han Li raised his brows slightly, not dodging or avoiding, and a gray light rolled in front of him, revealing a layer of gray light screen.

The green beam of light hit the light screen and disappeared into the light screen like a mud cow entering the sea.

Shi Lun was completely stunned, his face full of disbelief.

Han Li, however, raised an arm with no expression, and pointed a finger lightly toward the opposite side.

A green thread flicked out, disappearing silently in a flash.

The next moment, Shi Lun only felt a flash of green light before his eyes, and a chill at his brow, before his entire head was pierced by the suddenly appearing green thread, his body stiffening and losing all sensation.

And the green thread did not stop, spinning around Shi Lun's body several times before cutting it into seven or eight pieces.

The remains fell in a rain of blood, and the Nascent Soul hidden in his body was also instantly cut to extinction.

"Ah!"

It was the middle-aged man who had just escaped death nearby, who couldn't help but lose his voice in shock at this scene.

The two black-clothed cultivators who were fighting Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi naturally saw Shi Lun being killed. Both of their faces changed drastically, their limbs turned cold, and they showed a look of horror as if they had seen a ghost.

When Han Li turned his head and swept his icy gaze over the two of them.

These two accomplices of Shi Lun felt a chill in their hearts, and almost at the same time, they abandoned their opponents. One suddenly released a flying knife, turning into a white light and fleeing into the distance.

The other took out a black talisman, stuck it on his body, and a group of black energy emerged, drowning his figure, and he also rolled away in another direction to save his life.

And Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi, who had been jumping around, were stunned, standing there like wooden chickens.

After a good while, the handsome man hummed and said:

"Qi Lingzi, you are a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and Brother Han is also a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but the difference in divine abilities is not small. You couldn't take down your opponent for a long time, but Brother Han wiped them out with a wave of his hand. I don't know if you are a bit too weak, or if Brother Han is a bit too powerful!"

Qi Lingzi, who was still in shock, finally came back to his senses, and immediately felt depressed, arguing repeatedly:

"Young Master, you are also a mid-stage body-refiner, and your strength is not inferior to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you didn't take down your opponent either. Besides, I am so poor that I only have this 'Black Silkworm Wooden Sword' left, and many magic techniques cannot be displayed at all."

"Hmph, anyway, I see that you can't even compare to one of Brother Han's fingers. Fortunately, I wasn't fooled into the Fog Sea Temple by you back then. Otherwise, this Young Master would have truly suffered a big loss." Young Master Hai's golden gloves flashed and disappeared, replaced by a fan, which he shook while shaking his head, looking like he had foresight.

Qi Lingzi was left speechless by Young Master Hai's words, and could only hum a few times as if he hadn't heard.

Young Master Hai, having gained the upper hand in words so easily this time, was naturally satisfied and said nothing more.

Han Li also landed slowly from the air.

"I am Bai Huaji, may I ask the names of the three fellow Daoists? Many thanks to the three for saving my life! Otherwise, I and my daughter would have lost our lives," the middle-aged man had already walked over with the girl, and bowed deeply to the three with a look of gratitude.

But his gaze toward Han Li was filled with awe.

After all, the divine abilities Han Li had just displayed were too astonishing. In just a few rounds, he had killed three cultivators of the same rank, and it looked like he hadn't even used his true methods.

Wouldn't his true strength be not much worse than a Core Formation cultivator?

Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi were clearly treated with such respect by an existence of the same rank for the first time.

Immediately, one said "a small matter" grandly, and the other accepted the middle-aged man's thanks with a proud look, and reported their own and Han Li's names grandly.

Han Li glanced at the two indifferently, but shifted his gaze to the girl named Bai Guo'er.

The girl was standing shyly behind her father, looking at Han Li and the others with curious eyes.

Just as she met Han Li's gaze, she hid completely behind the middle-aged man, her delicate body shrinking in fear.

"Eh, your daughter seems to be somewhat unwell." After looking for a moment, Han Li let out a soft sound of surprise, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Ah, can Brother Han see the cold poison in my daughter's body!" The middle-aged man heard this and was also shocked.

"Hmm, the cold energy has already penetrated into the dantian and meridians. If it is not expelled, the girl will die within three years at most. However, it doesn't seem to be ordinary cold poison, so it would be quite troublesome to truly cure it," Han Li's pupils flashed with blue light several times, saying words that made the middle-aged man tremble.

"What, Fellow Daoist says this kind of cold poison can be cured?" Bai Huaji couldn't believe his own ears, his voice trembling as he asked repeatedly.

Han Li smiled slightly and was about to answer, but suddenly his brows furrowed, and he raised his head to look at the sky in a certain direction, as if he had discovered something.

The others were stunned by this, and followed his gaze, but the distant sky was empty, with no abnormality at all.

"Brother Han, you..." Young Master Hai closed his fan, unable to help but ask something.

But just at this moment, a white light flashed on the horizon, and a white rainbow suddenly appeared, shooting through the air toward where they were.

"Ah, it's Grandmother!"

The girl saw the white rainbow in the distance and clapped her hands with joy. The middle-aged man also showed great joy.

"Ah, is it a Core Formation cultivator? Could it be the 'Yuehua Fairy' that they mentioned just now!" Qi Lingzi's face changed slightly and he said to Han Li.

Han Li nodded, his expression calm, without any abnormality.

As a result, after a short while, the white rainbow arrived above the crowd. The escape light converged, and a white-skirted young woman appeared in mid-air, thirty-something years old, beautiful and dignified.

"Guo'er, are you all right?" As soon as the woman appeared, her originally anxious expression relaxed greatly as she looked at the girl and the man below.

"Grandmother, Guo'er is fine. Why did you rush here? Did you know about the incident that happened to your son-in-law and the others?" Bai Huaji hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the air, and asked with some doubt.

"It's good that you're fine! I heard from a friend at the market that you went out with people who looked like the Three Evils of Nanshan. The Three Evils of Nanshan are notorious people, so I was worried and rushed over immediately. Are these three the Three Evils of Nanshan?" The woman answered the man's questions simply, but after shifting her gaze, it landed on Han Li and the three, and cold light flashed in her eyes, and an astonishing spiritual pressure pressed directly on the three.

Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi were startled, and under this irresistible spiritual pressure, they retreated several steps, looking like they were about to kneel down.

Han Li's face sank, and without a word, he suddenly waved his hand in the air, and an invisible force rippled out.

With a muffled "peng" sound, the huge spiritual pressure from the air was scattered with one blow.

"Eh, you are not the Three Evils of Nanshan!" The woman was shocked, and after looking at Han Li and the three carefully, a trace of surprise appeared on her jade face.

"How could this happen?"

The woman called out, and after circulating her magic power, she swept her spiritual sense over Han Li again.

But this time, the pressure on Han Li's body disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The woman's mind turned rapidly, and her shock deepened, but for the sake of the girl named Bai Guo'er, she still showed a smile to Han Li and the three:

"I am Yuehua, many thanks to the three fellow Daoists for saving my son-in-law and Guo'er! If you don't mind, please come to my temporary cave dwelling for a sit, and Yuehua will definitely thank the three fellow Daoists heavily for your great kindness!"

"This..."

Facing a Core Formation cultivator, even though Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi were used to being carefree, they couldn't help but feel uneasy, and couldn't help but look toward Han Li.

And Han Li didn't know what he was thinking, but after sweeping his gaze over the girl named Guo'er, he nodded calmly:

"Since it is Fellow Daoist Yuehua's invitation, then the three of us will disturb you."