Chapter 2448: Volume 11 True Immortal Descends Chapter 2430 Life Token

"Is that true?" The crimson little figure's face, which had been constantly shifting between gloom and clarity, suddenly lost its voice upon hearing the dark-skinned youth say something, and immediately stared up and down at Han Li with a strange gaze.

Han Li slightly narrowed his eyes, a hint of surprise in his heart, but he said nothing.

"I've said all I can say; whether you believe it or not is up to you, fellow Daoist." The dark-skinned youth curled his lip, appearing indifferent.

"Alright, I'll believe you once more, Han Daoist. I can serve as your spirit servant for a time, but when you ascend to the immortal realm, you must bring me along. As for when we return to the immortal realm, if you can help me retrieve my natal crystal pearl, I can still serve as your spirit servant for a while, driving you for tens of thousands of years. As for the spirit servant contract, it shall be established together with the demon pact." The crimson little figure spoke, its eyes flashing red light.

"As long as Fire Daoist is also willing to be implanted with a restriction, this is naturally something to be desired—losing you would be a gain." Han Li smiled and replied.

Seeing the matter settled, the demon light said no more, immediately opening its mouth and spewing out a jet of black, ink-like dark qi into the air.

After swirling and condensing, the black qi transformed into a dark, gloomy skin scroll, which slowly drifted downward.

"I have already written the entire contract content on it. If you two find no issues, just write your names or marks with your essence blood, and simultaneously implant a thread of divine sense upon it."

As soon as the words fell, the dark-skinned youth first spat a blob of essence blood onto the black skin scroll; carried by the wind, it scattered and formed a strange symbol imprinted upon it.

Then, he made a hand seal, and a beam of blood light shot from between his brows, vanishing into the scroll without a trace.

Han Li, with a single hand gesture, caused the black skin scroll to blur and fly toward him; after lowering his head and examining it several times, he silently nodded.

The content written on the contract was nearly identical to the agreement, and in some places, even more lenient than he had originally imagined.

Though called a contract, it was actually more like a mutual balancing covenant.

Yet, seeing this, Han Li felt somewhat more at ease.

He raised a finger, forcing out a drop of essence blood that fell upon it.

Upon this drop of essence blood, a faint green light flickered faintly; as soon as it touched the black skin scroll, it instantly transformed into two radiant golden ancient characters: "Han Li."

Han Li shook his wrist, tossing the black skin scroll again to Fire Beard.

Fire Beard, this fire spirit beast, merely glanced at it, then boldly performed the same ritual upon it.

With a "puchi" sound.

The black skin scroll blurred and directly turned into a wisp of green smoke, dissipating into the void.

Thus, the demon pact was completed in this seemingly effortless manner.

"The affairs here are nearly concluded. Come with me back to the human race. With your assistance, fellow Daoists, I will surely reap boundless benefits in the future." Han Li said, his expression slightly easing.

"Hehe, since we've signed the contract, we two will naturally act according to the agreement. Wherever you go, fellow Daoist, we two will naturally follow." The dark-skinned youth chuckled.

"Then good. After we finish the last matter, we shall set off immediately." Han Li nodded.

"The last matter? You mean the one who has been hiding below, listening to our conversation since just now?" Fire Beard glared and said.

As his words fell, suddenly, light blazed from a certain spot on the ground below, and a five-colored light array appeared out of nowhere.

Almost simultaneously, in the low space beneath Han Li and the others, a disturbance arose, and a white rainbow pierced through, shooting straight toward the light array.

The demon light, this heavenly demon, seemed to have known of this all along; it immediately showed no panic, and with a calm backhand strike, lashed out.

With a "boom" of a tremendous sound.

The light array on the ground, under the influence of some strange force, instantly shattered into fragments and exploded apart.

The white rainbow immediately circled once, then revealed its true form nearby—indeed, it was another "Mingzun."

Only, his aura was now several times weaker than before, and his gaze upon Han Li and the others was extremely unpleasant.

"So it's Mingzun Daoist. It seems the one who died earlier was merely one of your incarnations." Han Li, upon seeing Mingzun appear, felt no strangeness, but instead asked calmly.

"Incarnation? What incarnation could deceive you great Buildup-stage cultivators? The earlier Mingzun was also me, though only a part of me. I never imagined that after painstakingly scheming for so long, everything would ultimately benefit you, Han Daoist." Mingzun's face changed several times before he slowly replied.

At this moment, this Mingzun felt extreme regret in his heart!

Earlier, in the outer heavens, although he had detonated the spell formation, he was also struck by a portion of the backlash, which directly inflicted severe injuries upon him; otherwise, he would not have delayed until now to arrive. He could only barely witness Han Li's final strike slaying Ma Liang, that true immortal.

This naturally shocked him to no small degree!

Fortunately, he has always been old and cunning; although he knows his situation is dire, his face still shows no sign of panic.

"So you used the soul-splitting technique—no wonder Han Li earlier detected nothing amiss. But fellow Daoist, your self-detonation of the spell formation not only failed to eliminate that true immortal, but even I survived from within it. Since that's the case, Ming Brother, shouldn't you also give me an explanation?" Han Li stared at Mingzun and said coldly.

"Whatever explanation you desire, fellow Daoist, speak freely; if I can do it, I will certainly not refuse. Earlier, I resorted to this measure only for the sake of the entire spiritual realm. Moreover, if not for the prior great array's self-detonation, even if Han Daoist possesses unfathomable powers, he likely could not have slain this true immortal." Mingzun gave a bitter smile in reply, while secretly gathering half his spiritual power within his body, and simultaneously grabbing several treasures hidden in his sleeves with both hands.

"Rest assured, Ming Brother, Han Li will not make you do the impossible; I only need your head. No matter how you boast and ramble, the fact that you nearly made me a sacrifice to that spell formation is no lie. When I slay you, I will let the spiritual realm sing praises of your magnificent deeds." After hearing this, Han Li's mouth curled with a hint of mockery.

Upon hearing this, Mingzun's face instantly changed; without a word, he raised both hands, and over a dozen blood-red beads shot out. Then, making a seal, wind and thunder roared beneath his feet, and a pair of wind-and-thunder wheels, each the size of a skull, appeared. Simultaneously, with a "puchi" sound, a pair of snow-white feathered wings, each over ten zhang long, materialized behind him.

Only to see lightning flash beneath his feet, and his wings fiercely flap—immediately, he blurred and vanished from the spot, riding the wind.

When the sound of breaking space rang out again, he had already appeared in the void a thousand zhang away, and without looking back, he immediately fled wildly toward the horizon.

Seeing this, Han Li snorted, moved his arm, about to act, when suddenly the demon light lunged forward first, slamming the void with a palm, and instantly a storm of black wind surged wildly.

Those dozen or so blood-red beads merely flickered, then were entirely sucked into the wind, followed by continuous "peng-peng" sounds.

These beads exploded one after another in the wind, turning into blood flames that self-detonated, yet not a shred of their power was released.

"Han Brother, this person I'll leave to you and Fire Daoist. We two have just signed the demon pact; now is the perfect time to perform well before you." The demon light retracted its arm, smiling and saying.

"Good, since you two fellow Daoists are willing, then this will be a bother to you two. This person also has a notable background; you two must still be cautious." Upon hearing this, Han Li was first startled, his gaze sweeping over to the side where he noticed the crimson little figure looking eager to try; then, his mind turned, and he readily agreed.

"Haha, Han Daoist, rest assured—slaying this person, even I alone am sufficient." Fire Beard laughed loudly, then rolled on the ground, and instantly transformed into a dozen-zhang-long crimson monstrous flood dragon, spewing clouds and mist as it madly pursued.

Beside him, the dark-skinned youth gave a low chuckle, shrugged his shoulders, and also turned into a black line, flashing forth.

In the blink of an eye, the three vanished one after another into the distant horizon.

Han Li's eyes suddenly narrowed; he shook his sleeve, and from it flew out a golden beetle about a chi in length.

"Jin'er, you also follow them. Do not let them discover you." Han Li commanded.

The golden beetle bowed slightly to Han Li, its body flashing and shrinking to about one-tenth its size, then blurring and turning into a faint, illusory shadow, also giving chase.

Only then did Han Li reveal a relieved expression, withdrawing his gaze, then after a moment's thought, he flipped his hand over, and suddenly a golden, gleaming storage bracelet appeared in his hand. After sweeping his divine sense through it, his face involuntarily lit up with great joy.

Only to see that before him, rosy light swirled, and from nowhere appeared a small emerald-green bottle, a silver-white gourd, and a jade tablet slightly damaged.

After Han Li swept his divine sense over these items, he seized the silver-white gourd, opened its lid, flipped it over, and instantly, from within, two golden elixir pills poured out everywhere.

"True Soul Pills! I never expected this true immortal, besides the one he had previously taken, still had remnants left on him. It seems the one we found earlier on the Yanglu beast was also obtained from him." Han Li murmured, unable to conceal the excitement on his face.

But he immediately flicked his sleeve, and the two Jin Dan and the silver gourd in his hand vanished at once.

After Han Li moved his arm again, he grabbed the dark green small bottle into his hand, played with it slightly twice, then his expression became solemn as he similarly retracted it, his gaze shifted, and fell upon the shattered jade tablet with several bloodstains.

"Life tablet?"

"It shouldn't be the life tablet of that true immortal I slew, otherwise it would have already shattered completely. But if it belongs to someone else? To carry such a shattered life tablet from the lower realm—this is rather strange. Could the owner of this life tablet be in the Spirit Realm?" Han Li briefly sensed the aura on the tablet, then frowned and said.

"If Fellow Daoist Han wishes to know the truth, it's not particularly difficult. As long as one uses a secret technique to slightly cast a spell on the tablet, one can know whether the owner of this life tablet is in this realm." The Crab Daoist, who had remained silent beside him, suddenly spoke these words. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to come to Qidian () to recommend and vote for monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)

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