Chapter 1939

This phantom was precisely a temporary incarnation condensed from a thread of Han Li's divine sense, and he intended to use a strange secret technique of the foreign race to ignore the thirteen layers of ancient restrictions and send it into the wooden box.

However, the space here was obviously not inside the wooden box. This naturally made him somewhat surprised.

Although he was somewhat surprised, Han Li did not feel too much fear.

After all, at worst, it would only be the loss of this thread of thought, and it would not cause too much damage to his true body.

Therefore, after Han Li had surveyed everything nearby, he directly moved his body and floated leisurely toward a certain direction.

Along the way, besides the grayish thin mist, there was nothing else of other 'colors'. He had been flying forward for several hours when the surrounding scenery 'color' remained unchanged all along.

Han Li frowned slightly, then stopped his escape light, pondered for a moment, and suddenly changed direction, flying straight upward.

Passing through layer after layer of thin mist, the sky in this space actually seemed boundless as well. Even after Han Li flew for about half a day, he still could not see the end.

Han Li's 'color' became somewhat gloomy. He stopped again, looked around.

Suddenly his 'color' moved, he glanced in a certain direction, and immediately let out a low shout:

"Is it that Daoist friend hiding nearby? Please come out and meet!"

Although his voice was not loud, it echoed continuously in the nearby void. But all around was silent, with not a trace of a person appearing.

Seeing this, Han Li raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, then suddenly sat cross-legged, formed hand seals, and began to meditate in the void.

He closed his eyes tightly, his body remained motionless, and he sat like this for about half a day, as if he intended never to rise again.

When Fang Yi entered the second day, suddenly, a cluster of green light appeared in the void nearby, flashed, and immediately transformed into an old man wearing a dark green robe.

The old man had extraordinarily long eyebrows, a gaunt face, wore a triple bun hairdo, and had a yellow 'color' wooden hairpin inserted sideways. His robe was also emblazoned with a ferocious three-headed, six-armed demon image, making his appearance exceptionally strange.

After appearing, he showed no intention of approaching, merely using a cold gaze to stare silently at Han Li from his spot, likewise saying nothing.

Han Li paid no attention to this, as if he had not even noticed the old man's appearance, still tightly closing his eyes in meditation without rising.

Han Li and the old man, one sitting and one standing, presented a strange stalemate, as if neither wished to be the first to speak.

Yet time passed swiftly, bit by bit.

After three days and three nights, Han Li and the old man actually maintained their original appearances, with no change at all.

However, if one looked closely, one could see that the gray-white 'color' pupils of the old man in the green robe were now slightly moving, staring at Han Li and faintly 'revealing' a hint of surprise.

After another three or four hours, the signs of movement in the old man's pupils became increasingly obvious. Suddenly, his eyes closed, then snapped open again, and his pupils actually displayed a strange silver. Then, his body moved, and his form dissolved like foam into nothingness at the spot.

The next moment, at a distance of several zhang ahead of where Han Li sat cross-legged, a disturbance arose, and the old man's form once again strangely flashed into view.

Yet Han Li's 'color' remained unchanged, not even lifting his eyelids slightly.

Seeing this, the green-robed old man could not help but reveal a trace of resentful 'color' on his face!

"Hmph, you have quite the gall, daring to sit so arrogantly motionless before this old man!" The old man finally spoke, his voice sounding like metal scraping, a piercing, shrill screech that made one's heart and spirit feel greatly vexed and uneasy upon hearing it.

"From your tone, it seems you also have a significant background. But may I ask how to address you?" Han Li slowly opened his eyes, calmly asking in return.

"My name, if I told it to you, a mere human cultivator like you would not possibly know. However, I am quite surprised that a human cultivator's divine sense incarnation would break into this place. It seems this object should have fallen into the hands of your true body."

"Hehe, it seems Senior should be a great power of the Ancient Demon Realm. This box indeed fell into my hands, which is why I sent out a thread of divine sense incarnation to investigate here. However, this place is not the interior of the box, but rather within a certain restriction." Han Li's 'color' remained unchanged, he replied calmly.

Although he could not gauge the opponent's depth due to being only a divided thought, he had long guessed the opponent was a demon race member, so his facial expression did not 'reveal' anything, but naturally he had already become extremely cautious in his heart.

This place is indeed not inside the box, but within the illusion restriction of the tenth layer. As long as one masters the most crucial transformation path within it, one can "manipulate" and freely alter heaven and earth. Speaking of which, the current Holy Race is truly useless, actually letting this treasure fall into human hands. Judging by your tone, this treasure has now taken the form of a box, which is not bad, much better than its previous inconspicuous appearance. The old man muttered with a frown, then suddenly flicked his sleeve into the air.

Han Li only felt his vision blur, the surrounding grayish misty scenery slightly blurred, then shattered like glass, and suddenly he smelled the fresh fragrance of grass and trees in his nose, while faintly hearing the sound of flowing stream water.

His heart jolted, he hurriedly focused his gaze around again.

Everything around had suddenly become an entirely different world.

Blue sky with white clouds, green mountains and clear waters appeared before his eyes. Then, lowering his head to look down, he and the old man were indeed standing in a gently flowing clear stream, the water not deep, just covering about half of his calves, and even with the naked eye he could see several half-foot-long green fish leisurely swimming past his feet, utterly unafraid of humans.

Han Li's 'color' changed slightly, without a word he reached down and grabbed at the stream water in the void.

With a "whoosh"!

A lively, jumping green fish was immediately easily caught in his hand. Squeezing with his five fingers, he could clearly and unusually sense the slippery sensation of the fish's body struggling.

Han Li's pupils flashed with blue light, he shook his hand and threw the green fish back into the stream, then placed his fingers near his nose, and a strong fishy smell immediately assaulted his nostrils.

"What a powerful restriction, already achieved the state of things arising from the mind. But regarding this matter, I don't know if Senior could explain why you appeared here yourself. Moreover, according to the effect of the divine ability I used, this thread of divine sense should have been sent directly into the box. Now being trapped here, it must have something to do with you, Senior!" Han Li pondered briefly, then asked slowly.

"Why should I answer your questions? If you want to know something, you can go find the answer yourself." The green-robed old man, upon hearing Han Li's words, rolled his eyes and said.

"Hey, since Senior has shown himself, you won't just want to chat a few words with me and then leave, right? Moreover, Senior seems also not to be a physical body, likewise just an incarnation of divine sense. It seems you are not here willingly either." Han Li, upon hearing this, did not get angry, but instead replied with a strange smile.

"Just what kind of person are you, what do you know, and are you sent by that little man Blood Light?"

A thunderclap exploded in Han Li's ears, a tremendous pressure that made one's hair stand on end suddenly fell upon him.

Following the gust of wind, the green-robed old man merely moved his form, grabbed Han Li's neck, his eyes flashing with silver light that turned into blood-red 'color', and fiercely said to Han Li.

A savage, beast-like bloody aura surged up from his body, behind him a huge blood-red 'color' demon shadow faintly appeared, as if in the next moment it would tear Han Li into countless pieces.

"What Blood Light? I don't know that person." Han Li was startled in his heart, but his face remained unusually calm as he replied lightly.

"Nonsense! If you don't know that little man Blood Light, how did you obtain this Demon-Suppressing Lock? You truly believed my words just now! Humph, this Demon-Suppressing Lock has been passed down through countless Holy Ancestors of our Holy Race from ancient times to the present, but none of them failed to carry it on their person at all times. How could it fall into the hands of a mere human like you? Don't tell me you killed that little man Blood Light to obtain this." The green-robed old man's face surged with madness, he spat each word at Han Li, while his withered fingers gripping Han Li's neck also suddenly shot out strands of dazzling green light, as if ready to strike at any moment.

This incarnation of Han Li was merely a thread of divine sense, naturally containing no divine powers, so he simply offered no resistance to the old man's actions, instead smiling faintly and said:

"Demon-Suppressing Lock? So this object is called by this name! Although I don't know who that so-called Blood Light is, I would not obey the orders of a demon race member. Moreover, if I truly intended to plot against you, I would certainly not send only a thread of divine sense here. Even if you destroy this incarnation of my divine sense, it would be utterly insignificant to my true body. Perhaps, frightened, you might even cast this object into some bottomless abyss where no one could find it. Perhaps after a million years, someone else might find it again."

"You dare threaten this old man? Haha, it seems you truly don't know my identity, and are not sent by that little man Blood Light. I have just offended you greatly, I hope Daoist will forgive me!" The green-robed old man, upon hearing Han Li's words, a flash of astonishing crimson crossed his face, the angry 'color' on his face vanished completely, and suddenly he loosened his five fingers, releasing Han Li, his 'color' suddenly changing as he spoke.

"Oh, it seems Daoist believes my words. But I am still utterly confused, I don't know if Senior could tell me a little about your background." Han Li felt similarly relieved, tidied his slightly wrinkled collar, and then asked as if casually.

"Of course I can tell you. But, as you guessed, I have been trapped here for who knows how many years, and I also want to know a little about some outside matters. I will not take advantage of you, you answer one of my questions, and I will answer one of your doubts." The green-robed old man twisted a few strands of his beard, narrowed his eyes, and spoke slowly.

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