Chapter 2422: Precautions

In the following time, Han Li personally took Nangong Wan to walk through all the halls and pavilions of Qingyuan Palace, and she chose a side hall that she liked as a place for daily living and cultivation.

However, after Nangong Wan looked at the Scripture Pavilion and the Myriad Treasure Hall of Qingyuan Palace, she was stunned by the various exotic secret techniques, classics, and countless magic tools, materials, and pills collected inside.

With Han Li's several adventures over the years, plus the gains from killing those hostile Great Ascensions, his wealth was so abundant that I'm afraid few people in the entire Spirit Realm could compare.

Such a wealth of treasures was naturally far beyond what Nangong Wan, who had been trapped in the Small Spirit Heaven for a long time, could imagine.

Han Li smiled slightly, let Nangong Wan carefully select a few defensive secret treasures, and after taking out a few kinds of pills, he handed the restriction tokens of these two places to her, letting her enter and exit these two important places on her own when needed.

Nangong Wan was naturally exceptionally happy upon seeing this, and she accepted them all one by one without being polite.

In the following time, Han Li met with some of the deacons of Qingyuan Palace separately, handled some urgent matters in the palace, and sent some people to find Ice Phoenix's whereabouts, before taking Nangong Wan to travel all over Yuanhe Island and most of the Wuyahai.

For a month, the two were inseparable like mortal couples, exceptionally intimate, and truly enjoyed a period of joy.

But when the two returned to Qingyuan Palace again, they entered closed-door cultivation one after another.

Everything on the island was still left to Hai Dashao to handle.

Han Li sat cross-legged in a secret room protected by layers of restrictions, with three different objects floating in the low air in front of him, emitting faint spiritual light.

A golden page, and two jade slips, one silver and one red.

These were the unexpected gains from his trip this time, which recorded two immortal secret techniques, "Five Organs Forging Yuan Technique" and "Origin Gang Cover," and that secret technique for refining thunder power.

After Han Li looked at the three, he frowned and pointed at the golden page.

Immediately, the object trembled slightly and flew into his sleeve as a ball of golden light.

Although the "Five Organs Forging Yuan Technique" recorded in the Golden Que Jade Book was incredibly profound, and cultivating it could increase his strength greatly, its slow cultivation speed was also staggering. It was definitely not the time to slowly comprehend it, so it could only be left for later.

As for the remaining "Origin Gang Cover" and the refining secret technique...

Han Li pondered for a moment, shook his sleeves, and with a flash of rosy light, the pale silver jade slip also vanished.

This immortal secret technique, "Origin Gang Cover," was written in golden seal script, and its content was exceptionally obscure and difficult to understand. Just comprehending it thoroughly would take a lot of time, not to mention the subsequent cultivation, so it was also not suitable for cultivation at this time.

In this way, only this secret technique for refining thunder power remained.

Han Li gazed at the red jade slip in front of him, pondering.

He had already comprehended eight or nine-tenths of this secret technique on the way, and the remaining part should be thoroughly understood with just a month of time.

With the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder he already possessed, he thought the refining process wouldn't take too long.

On the contrary, the power of this secret technique, combined with the thunder-sacrificing technique he had already mastered, was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and he believed it would be enough to give future opponents an unexpected "big surprise."

After Han Li's thoughts turned, he didn't hesitate any longer and summoned the jade slip with one hand.

Immediately, the object blurred, landed in his fingers silently, and stuck to his forehead.

A moment later, Han Li closed his eyes, his body motionless as if carved from wood.

Two months later, the jade slip on Han Li's forehead had long since vanished. Instead, thunder roared on his body, and strands of golden electric arcs emerged, flying toward a golden thunder ball in front of him, causing it to expand continuously. In an instant, it turned into the size of a face.

"Puff!"

Han Li moved his magic seal, opened his mouth, and spat out a strand of silver spiritual flame.

This spiritual flame just circled the thunder ball and turned into a surging sea of fire, wrapping it up.

The thunder ball made a low roaring sound in the sea of fire, spinning rapidly, and the golden runes on its surface flashed wildly, faintly mixed with a trace of purple-gold, as if some mysterious evolution had begun.

Almost at the same time, in the belly of a small mountain on the Thunder Roar Continent, Yang Lu, the True Spirit, was still sitting cross-legged beside a green small bottle a few inches high, as if it hadn't moved at all for these months.

Suddenly, the green small bottle trembled slightly, emitting faint green light, and a trace of spatial fluctuation dissipated.

Yang Lu's expression shifted, its eyes opened, and after scanning the small bottle, it stood up with a blur of its figure, bowed slightly, and said respectfully:

"Congratulations to Master for coming out of seclusion!"

The moment its words fell, golden light flashed at the bottle mouth, and a blurred figure appeared in front of it, turning into a frail youth in a black robe.

"Hmm, well done. My injuries have completely healed, and I can leave here," Ma Liang said lightly.

"Yes, Master!" Yang Lu naturally wouldn't have the slightest intention of disobeying, and immediately answered respectfully.

Ma Liang nodded, flicked his sleeves, collected the green small bottle, and opened his mouth to spit out a strange black and white array disk.

This array disk was octagonal, and its surface was covered with dense black and white strange runes.

The black-robed youth threw the array disk in front of him without hesitation, and it immediately turned into black and white energy, changing indefinitely in the air, sometimes turning into an ancient mirror, sometimes into a scroll, and sometimes into other objects, as if it were changing non-stop.

The black-robed youth moved his arm and stabbed a finger at the object in front of him slowly.

"Puff!"

The moment his finger made contact, the black and white energy condensed and fixed into a crystal ball the size of a fist.

Following this, the youth chanted, and after pointing his fingers repeatedly, several blood-red magic seals flashed out and vanished into the crystal ball.

The next moment, blood light appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, and a blood-red ghost face emerged from within, grinned ferociously at the youth, and then turned to roar in a certain direction.

But a moment later, the ghost face "bang"ed, self-destructed, and disappeared into pieces.

"Hmph, those two juniors ran quite fast; it seems they have fled this continent again. Otherwise, this thought-projection demon of mine would not have such a weak reaction. That direction should be where the Wind Origin Continent of this realm is located, right?" The black-robed youth first snorted coldly, glanced in the direction where the ghost face had roared earlier, and then asked Yang Lu.

"Reporting to Master, the Wind Origin Continent is indeed in that direction." Yang Lu had felt a chill in his heart when he saw the ghost face earlier, and now he replied without hesitation.

"The Wind Origin Continent! Hmm, that is fine. The blood sacrifice is nearly complete, so it is time to attend to some real business. I previously used a secret technique to search the Blood Sky and Thunderous regions once each, but there was not the slightest reaction from that traitor's soul. It seems I must take a look at the last major continent in this realm." The black-robed youth stroked his chin, his gaze flickering as he made up his mind.

Following this, the True Immortal did not hesitate any longer; he opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing the crystal ball—which had transformed into a stream of black and white Qi—into his belly, and then gave an order:

"Take me to the nearest cross-continental teleportation array; we are going to that Wind Origin Continent."

"Yes, Master, please follow me." Yang Lu naturally dared not hesitate and bowed in agreement.

Then, the two activated their escape lights, transforming into one golden and one white long rainbow that shot out from the mountain belly. After circling once in the high sky, they shot off in a determined direction.

On the Wind Origin Continent, above a remote, secluded valley, Six-Winged looked with an extremely ugly expression at the four Mahayana old men before him, whose auras were not the least bit inferior to his own.

Beside him, the white-clad Ice Phoenix also wore an expression of surprise.

Ever since Six-Winged had quietly brought her back to the Wind Origin Continent, he had immediately found this inconspicuous place, intending to go into secluded meditation to restore his true essence. As a result, only half a year had passed before they were tracked down by these seemingly unfamiliar Mahayana cultivators.

Although Six-Winged reacted extremely quickly, he was still blocked here.

Because a slight sweep of his spiritual sense revealed that although only these four Mahayana old men appeared, the surroundings in all directions were filled with dense fluctuations of various restrictions. It was clear that someone had quietly set up a large-scale restriction using unknown means. Even if Six-Winged's escape techniques were miraculous, he would not be able to break through and escape in a short time.

"Who are you people, going to such great lengths? Are you here specifically for me?" Six-Winged's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he asked coldly.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist, do not be alarmed. We have no malice; we only wish to invite you and this fairy beside you to accompany us on a trip to discuss some matters." A round-faced old man replied with a slight smile.

"What if I am unwilling to go!" Six-Winged's eyelids twitched, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

"I am afraid that is not up to you, Fellow Daoist." The round-faced old man said unhurriedly.

"Haha, you really think that relying on just the four of you and a broken array, you can take me down? Once I kill you, breaking this array will be as easy as turning over my hand." Six-Winged's expression turned gloomy, and he suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Oh, if I am added to the mix, does Fellow Daoist Six-Winged still have such confidence?" Another aged voice drifted down from the high sky.

"Who is it?"

Six-Winged was startled; he immediately raised his head and swept his gaze toward the heights.

He saw that at an altitude of over a hundred feet, an old man with crimson hair had appeared at some point. He seemed to have no aura at all, yet he was looking at him with a look that was neither a smile nor a frown.

"Your Excellency is..." As soon as Six-Winged's spiritual sense swept over the other party, his pupils could not help but shrink.

"I am Ming Zun; I would like to invite the two Fellow Daoists to visit our alliance." After looking Six-Winged up and down, Ming Zun said with a smile.