Chapter 347: Heaven Fire Technique

Seeing that everyone had crushed the jade slips, Uncle-Master Huang revealed a satisfied expression.

Then, a yellow light flashed on his hand, and a small banner about a foot long appeared in his hand. The banner was snow-white all over, but emitted a yellow light, making it impossible to see what was embroidered on the banner.

"I will use the Wind-Cloud Banner to cover the traces of you fellow disciples, and then launch a sneak attack by surprise after the enemy arrives."

After Uncle-Master Huang finished speaking, he shook the small banner lightly. Countless milky white mists instantly gushed out from the banner, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a huge white cloud tens of zhang wide, covering Han Li and the others within the cloud.

Han Li and the other Foundation Establishment cultivators were both surprised and happy!

Don't look at how dense this cloud was, but for some reason, they didn't feel any blurriness or inability to see clearly while inside the cloud, truly an excellent hiding place!

Thus, under the middle-aged man's magic, the huge cloud group carried everyone and flew rapidly toward the high sky, mixing with other white clouds in the blink of an eye, completely indistinguishable from each other.

Seeing this, Han Li clicked his tongue in wonder!

Although his magic tool "Green Fire Miasma" could also transform into dense fog, it couldn't compare to this "Wind-Cloud Banner" at all. Not only was the range narrow, but it could only be used on himself; if his fellow disciples entered his green fire poisonous mist, they would probably only be poisoned.

Thinking and thinking, Han Li couldn't help but glance at that Uncle-Master Huang.

Only to see him sitting cross-legged in the middle of the cloud mist with his eyes closed, his body motionless. But beside him, two other Foundation Establishment cultivators stood cautiously behind him, seemingly guarding him.

Han Li was startled, but immediately understood what the other party was doing—searching for the enemy's tracks with his spiritual sense.

And with the powerful spiritual sense of a Core Formation stage cultivator, he should be able to sense the movements within a radius of a hundred miles, right?

Seeing this, Han Li also sat on the Spirit Wind Boat and rested his mind; the battle in a while would be extremely dangerous! And that Qu Hun stood motionless behind him, looking like a loyal servant.

After about an hour, the middle-aged man who was closing his eyes suddenly opened them and said coldly:

"The enemy has arrived. We are off by about two miles, we must rush to the sky above their only path." After saying this, he flew away with the cloud mist without even greeting anyone.

The people in the cloud mist naturally didn't dare to leave the mist, all of them fully unleashing their spiritual power and driving their magic tools to follow closely behind this Uncle-Master Huang.

Han Li frowned slightly upon seeing this, and on the way, he took out the giant silver sword from behind his back and threw it to Qu Hun behind him. Although he didn't know what use it had, it would be good to increase some combat power.

"Just here. The enemy is coming soon, everyone get ready!" A moment later, the huge cloud group arrived above the so-called only path, and Uncle-Master Huang ordered unceremoniously.

Immediately, everyone hurriedly took out their magic tools and desperately added defensive magic arts to their bodies, and various colored lights lit up one after another among the crowd.

Han Li took out two blue and red dual-colored balls from his storage bag and touched them lightly.

With a muffled "bang," a thick green and red mist gushed out from both balls, quickly surrounding Han Li, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge green and red cloud group five or six zhang wide, making Han Li's figure completely disappear into the cloud mist.

Han Li actually used the "Green Fire Miasma" to form a protective layer of mist within the cloud, which made other fellow disciples nearby feel astonished. They didn't know what Han Li's intention was.

Han Li had no intention of paying attention to other fellow disciples, but held the tortoise shell magic tool in one hand and gripped a common blue flying knife in the other, actually not taking out the Black Dragon Snatch.

Han Li knew very well what he was doing! For him, the more low-key the attack magic tool, the better. Only by doing this could he not be targeted by any tricky characters after the sneak attack, and it would be easier to escape.

Under everyone's focused waiting, time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, half a quarter of an hour had passed, but there was still no sign of the enemy.

This made most people anxious and impatient, and they couldn't help but look at that Uncle-Master Huang with confusion.

The capable middle-aged man was also full of confusion, and after pondering for a moment, he said slowly:

"Everyone don't worry, I'll search with my spiritual sense again!"

After saying this, this person sat down again. But before he really started to take action, a heaven-shaking loud noise suddenly came from above his head. At first, it was one or two intermittent sounds, but soon it resounded through the entire world, connecting into a piece.

Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked up, and the result of everything that entered their eyes made the Yellow Maple Valley cultivators change their expressions greatly.

Only to see that at some point, the sky was completely red, and all the cloud mists above were turning into deep red fire clouds, rolling continuously like lava, producing one inverted magma bubble after another. The huge loud noise was actually the sound of these bubbles bursting.

"What is this?" Someone beside Han Li exclaimed in horror.

"Be careful! This is the mid-level high-tier magic art 'Heaven Fire Technique.' Every drop of lava that falls from above is equivalent to a strike from a Foundation Establishment cultivator. If you can't block it, you will turn into ashes." The speaker was Uncle-Master Huang, but his expression was extremely ugly.

Clearly, they wanted to ambush others, but were ambushed by others instead.

"Then hurry up and run, I don't want to take this thing head-on!" Another person said in panic. After saying this, the flying magic tool under his feet lit up, and he wanted to gallop away.

"It's already too late. The other party's magic art has been completed, and it's impossible to run out of the range of this magic art. Everyone, listen to my orders and form a joint protective shield!" Uncle-Master Huang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he ordered fiercely without any doubt.

Hearing this Uncle-Master say this, the others suddenly realized and hurriedly joined forces, releasing a huge light shield in a large piece of blue light.

Almost the moment the shield was formed, this mid-level high-tier magic art finally began to ravage. A deep red lava drop about a foot in size fell straight down, smashing toward Han Li and the others below, but the newly formed shield easily blocked it.

However, this was just the beginning. Countless lava drops began to fall continuously like raindrops. Although most of them missed, quite a few still smashed onto the light shield, immediately stirring up a large piece of red and blue light flowers.

And at first, everyone was fine, feeling that it was more than enough.

But as the speed of the lava drops falling became faster and faster, and the density became greater and greater, the spiritual power loss of Han Li and the others also accelerated, making everyone unable to hold on for long.

The blue light on the shield gradually weakened.

But just when the shield was about to collapse, this "Heaven Fire Technique" actually ended, and the fire clouds in the sky dissipated without a trace in an instant. This made the Yellow Maple Valley crowd feel extremely surprised!

But their joy had just surfaced on their faces when it immediately froze.

Because at some point, more than a hundred cultivators appeared silently all around. These people surrounded them faintly, staring at them with playful eyes, looking at their attire, they were indeed people from the six sects of the Demonic Dao.

The Yellow Maple Valley crowd was extremely shocked and angry!

However, this group of people were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, and there were no Core Formation stage cultivators appearing, which made the Yellow Maple Valley side feel greatly relieved.

Presumably, although their own spiritual power was somewhat consumed, with a Core Formation stage cultivator taking action, they shouldn't need to fear the other party.

"How did you know our traces? This Wind-Cloud Banner of mine can absolutely deceive your spiritual sense!" Uncle-Master Huang sank his expression and shouted sternly.

"I can tell you this sentence!"

A lazy and charming female voice came from the sky, which made Uncle-Master Huang's heart tighten, and he hurriedly looked up.

Only to see a man and a woman descending from the sky.

The man had white hair, but was so thin that his skin was wrapped around his bones, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. The woman was as charming as a flower, with a slender waist and plump buttocks, and every move was heart-stirring.

Han Li glanced at these two people, and his heart secretly cried out that it was bad; two Core Formation stage cultivators had appeared at the same time, this was a big problem.

"Red Powder Skeleton?" Uncle-Master Huang's pupils contracted sharply when he saw these two, and he asked solemnly.

Then, before waiting for the other party to reply, he suddenly shook the Wind-Cloud Banner, and the yellow light on the banner suddenly shrank and expanded, bursting open.

Immediately, a piece of white mist, even denser and larger than before, gushed out from the banner, covering everyone, both enemy and friend, within it in the blink of an eye.

"Looking for death!"

The roar of the skeleton person and the charming sound of the charming woman came from the mist, followed by several huge impact sounds in the mist. Clearly, Uncle-Master Huang had already fought with those two Core Formation stage cultivators.

Han Li and the others naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to escape, and almost at the same time the mist appeared again, the Yellow Maple Valley cultivators hurriedly drove their magic tools and fled in all directions.

Han Li relied on the speed of the Spirit Wind Boat and flew toward the sky.

The number of cultivators in this direction was the largest and densest, but the cultivation base was clearly much weaker than the enemies in the other directions, so Han Li felt that it was more suitable to break through from here.

In the blink of an eye, Han Li passed several people in the chaos and rushed to the edge of the encirclement.

The mist here had faded a lot, and the Demonic Dao cultivators also vaguely saw Han Li's rushing figure.

However, because of the Green Fire Miasma, what entered their eyes was naturally just a large group of green and red dense mist, which made them stunned for a moment.