Chapter 348

As the sound emerged, the Wind-Cloud Banner in Elder Huang's hand suddenly emitted a blinding yellow light, and then, between a contraction and expansion of the light, it burst open. 【Web】

Instantly, a patch of white mist, denser and larger than before, surged crazily from the banner, covering both friend and foe within it in the blink of an eye.

"You're courting death!"

From within the mist came the roar of the skeleton-like person and the charming, angry laughter of the beautiful woman, followed by several massive booming sounds in the mist. Clearly, Elder Huang had already engaged in battle with those two Core Formation stage cultivators.

Han Li and the others naturally would not let this chance to escape slip by. Almost at the same time the mist reappeared, the Huang Feng Valley cultivators hurriedly drove their magic tools and fled in all directions.

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

This direction had the most and densest number of cultivators, but their magic power and cultivation base were clearly weaker than the enemies in the other directions. Han Li felt it was more appropriate to break through from here.

However, there were clearly not many people who had the same idea as Han Li. Most of his fellow sect members fled toward directions with fewer interceptors, which made Han Li shake his head as he watched.

In the blink of an eye, Han Li took advantage of the chaos to pass several people and had already reached the edge of the encirclement.

The mist here had thinned out significantly, and the demonic path cultivators could vaguely see Han Li's rapidly charging figure.

However, because of the Green Fire Miasma, what entered their eyes was naturally just a large mass of cyan-red thick mist, which left them stunned for a moment.

But immediately, three nearby demonic path cultivators raised their hands simultaneously, and a streak of golden light, three streaks of yellow light, and a large patch of black Qi rushed toward Han Li.

Han Li snorted, his finger pointing at the turtle shell magic treasure in front of him, and the turtle shell immediately expanded several times in size, meeting the attacks head-on. At the same time, he injected spiritual power into the magic treasure again, causing the Spirit Wind Boat's speed to increase, becoming another thirty percent faster.

He had already made up his mind that now was not the time for a protracted battle, so he would rather expend more magic power to race against time and escape first. Otherwise, if other enemies surrounded him, it would be too late to run. Moreover, he still had great confidence in the turtle shell magic treasure; after all, its hardness was even greater than the White Phosphorus Shield.

Just as Han Li's thoughts were turning, the turtle shell magic treasure collided with the golden and yellow lights, successfully blocking them head-on. But the remaining mass of black mist was extremely clever; it suddenly split into two and did not collide head-on with the turtle shell magic treasure, instead sliding past both sides of the shell. Although it was slightly delayed, it still managed to reach Han Li's side, transforming into a massive ghost head two or three zhang in size, fiercely swallowing toward Han Li on the Spirit Wind Boat.

Seeing this, Han Li was not shocked but instead sneered in his heart. Then, raising one hand, over a hundred fireballs flew out of his hand, instantly tearing the ghost head to shreds. The current Han Li had plenty of experience dealing with these low-level demonic path evil arts.

Taking this opportunity, Han Li "whooshed" through the center of the misshapen ghost head and flew past, breaking out of the encirclement in the blink of an eye and leaving these few demonic path cultivators behind.

These few people did not succeed and naturally were unwilling to give up, immediately shouting and driving their magic tools to chase after him from behind. But Han Li ignored them completely, just driving his magic tool and flying away.

Just as Han Li had guessed, the Spirit Wind Boat was indeed a rare premium item among flying magic tools. At first, he could still hear those people cursing endlessly behind him, but before long, the sound grew smaller and smaller. In the end, after racing for several hours, there was not a single shadow behind him.

Looking back and seeing this scene, Han Li still did not dare to relax and flew for a while longer before slowing down to look around. Then, he tapped the Spirit Wind Boat with his toe, and his person rapidly flew downward.

Han Li's current condition was not very good. He had consumed nearly half of his magic power while forming the joint protective barrier, and coupled with this burst of racing, his magic power was in urgent need of recovery! Otherwise, it would be troublesome if he encountered a strong enemy.

Thinking this, Han Li landed on the barren mountain below, then retracted the poisonous mist of the Green Fire Miasma, found a hidden place under a huge mountain rock, and sat cross-legged.

Afterward, he fished out a mid-tier blue spirit stone from his storage bag and began to replenish his magic power.

As for Qu Hun, he stood by his side, helping him keep watch.

Not long after Han Li sat down, a streak of red light fleeing in a panic flew across the sky, followed by five or six streaks of black light and green light as pursuers.

They swept past rapidly one after another above Han Li, clearly another lucky survivor who had broken through the encirclement.

But Han Li ignored all of this, instead slowly closing his eyes and sinking his mind into the depths. Only when his mind reached a state of emptiness could his magic power recover faster.

I don't know how long passed, but Han Li opened his eyes. His consumed magic power had already recovered seventy to eighty percent. Although it wasn't fully replenished, he was unwilling to stay here for even a moment longer!

Looking at the sky, it was already approaching dusk, just right to take advantage of the night to slip away.

But Han Li did not rush to move, instead slowly releasing his spiritual sense to search carefully.

Those demonic path cultivators were indeed not nearby. They must have gone to chase the main team after crushing their ambush.

Thinking of this, Han Li shook his head. With the enemy's strength, the main team was likely in grave danger!

Han Li did not think further, instead releasing the Spirit Wind Boat, setting his course for the Yuanwu Kingdom, and flew into the sky together with Qu Hun.

Although most of the Yuanwu Kingdom's cultivators were also buried in the Yue Kingdom, the six demonic sects would be busy for months just digesting the Yue Kingdom's cultivation world, so the Yuanwu Kingdom was temporarily safe.

Han Li did not intend to go to any gathering place to chase after the Huang Feng Valley's main team. That fleeing team might have already been caught up by the demonic path people; wouldn't going there now be throwing himself into a net?

Moreover, he originally had the intention to take this opportunity to find another place to cultivate. Following Huang Feng Valley to flee to another country would at most result in the fate of a high-level manager, and Han Li was unwilling to spend his life like that.

If his guess was correct, even if the demonic path annexed several countries, they would eventually integrate their forces to fight the Righteous Alliance again.

By then, there would be no place of peace in the entire Tiannan region!

This was fundamentally inconsistent with Han Li's original intention of wanting to cultivate in peace!

Now he would first go to the Yuanwu Kingdom to avoid the limelight, see if that teleportation array could be repaired, and then see how the situation turned out.

If the situation was terrible, he planned to go directly to other places from this teleportation array to avoid this struggle.

Han Li thought silently in his heart, and the Spirit Wind Boat turned into a streak of white light, disappearing into the horizon.

Two days later, Han Li took a large detour and finally appeared in the sky at the border between the Yue Kingdom and the Yuanwu Kingdom.

He looked back at the mountains of the Yue Kingdom behind him, sighed lightly, and he and Qu Hun flew into the Yuanwu Kingdom.

Han Li did not know that less than half a day after he entered the Yuanwu Kingdom, a demonic path cultivator team composed of dozens of people also appeared here and set up camp. They were specifically responsible for this hundred-mile-long border. If any Yue Kingdom cultivators wanted to escape into the Yuanwu Kingdom from here, they would naturally be intercepted halfway.

As soon as Han Li entered the Yuanwu Kingdom territory, he drove his magic tool straight toward Golden Horse City.

After flying for three or four days, he finally saw the hilly area west of Golden Horse City.

After carefully identifying it from high in the sky for a while, he finally found "Qi Qi Yunxiao's" residence and slowly descended.

As soon as Han Li jumped off the small boat and scanned the surroundings of the low-lying land, his heart turned cold!

He saw that the seven or eight stone houses were now leaning and crooked, and the scattered rocks and green bamboo in front of the houses were also in disarray, with most of them destroyed.

The defensive array that Qi Qi Yunxiao had set up had actually been forcibly broken by someone.

Han Li's face was gloomy. He flipped his palm, clutching a magic treasure, and only then walked toward the houses that had mostly collapsed.

Although this scene seemed to have happened a long time ago, it was better to be careful!

Approaching the houses, Han Li searched them one by one. As a result, he found a long-decayed corpse in a stone house that had been almost completely destroyed.

Han Li pinched his nose, carefully identified the head for a long time, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The person who died was not Qi Qi Yunxiao, but the loyal servant who managed Qi Qi Yunxiao's shop.

As for the other houses, no other corpses were found, which made Han Li breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as Han Li finished searching, his expression suddenly turned cold. After flashing his figure a few times, he returned to the Spirit Wind Boat and looked up toward the southern sky.

He saw two brilliant blue lights suddenly fly out from the numerous hills in the south, shooting straight toward this place.

A moment later, they flew not far in front of Han Li, and then the brilliance converged, revealing an old man and a youth.

The old man had an ordinary appearance but long, narrow eyes and a goatee. He was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator with a look of shock and suspicion on his face.

The other was a youth in his twenties. His face could be considered handsome, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, glaring fiercely at Han Li, but he only had Qi Condensation stage cultivation.

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