Chapter 725: Yellow Dragon Mountain

More than half a month later, on the top of Yellow Dragon Mountain on the border of the Li Kingdom, among a group of pavilions, a bald-browed man of about forty years old was pacing back and forth in a hall, a trace of anxiety appearing on his face.

After a short while, the man sat down on a rattan chair, took a small sip of the clear tea on the table, and just as his troubled mood calmed down for a moment, a red light suddenly flew in from outside, circling and dancing at the top of the hall.

Seeing this, the man's expression changed. He reached out and beckoned to the red light, which fell into his palm and turned into a ball of flames burning fiercely.

The man's mind immersed itself in the flames, but his face immediately turned ugly.

After a moment of silence, the man with a somewhat livid face suddenly reached into his bosom and produced a small green bell.

Without a second thought, he tapped the bell with a short, thick finger.

"Ding," the melodious and resonant bell sound rang through the entire hall, and the echoes spread far and wide. Following this, bell sounds rang out everywhere on the top of Yellow Dragon Mountain, and various colored lights rose from the pavilion groups. Cultivators in different attires all flew out in a hurry and dispersed in all directions in a well-trained manner.

Not long after, the entire Yellow Dragon Mountain was filled with thick, green, strange fog, turning the area within a radius of dozens of miles into an eerie green fog sea.

At this time, several cultivators appeared in the hall where the bald-browed man was—three men and one woman, all at the Core Formation stage.

Among them were two men in their thirties who looked exactly the same, a pair of twin brothers. Another man was a middle-aged Daoist priest holding a horsetail whisk.

The only female cultivator was petite and had very beautiful features.

They stood on both sides of the man, all wearing solemn expressions.

"Senior Lu, is it true that the spellcasters' army has arrived so quickly? The news received last time said that the team of spellcasters coming here was blocked at Senior Bu's place! Could it be that the 'Heavenly Wind Profound Wave Array' guarded by Senior Bu was broken in just seven or eight days? Did something go wrong somewhere?" the female cultivator asked with some hesitation, her face full of disbelief.

"Wrong? I wish the guy who sent the sound transmission talisman was wrong. But this sound transmission talisman was sent by Bu Tuozi himself, and he was also seriously injured. The defeated cultivators and the pursuers will arrive at our Yellow Dragon Mountain before long. Don't harbor any more luck. We cannot wait for reinforcements; we can only face the enemy alone," the bald-browed man sneered and said gloomily.

The four Core Formation cultivators in front of him looked at each other and could only smile bitterly, calling themselves yes.

Just as the man issued several orders, instructing the four to act separately to deal with the upcoming great war, another red light flew into the hall. This made the man and others stunned and somewhat suspicious.

The man was also stunned, but he didn't hesitate at all and grabbed the sound transmission talisman.

As a result, flames flickered in his hand. He heard the words in the sound transmission talisman clearly, and his face revealed an extremely strange expression.

"Senior Lu, what happened? Have the spellcasters killed their way here?" The female cultivator finally couldn't help but ask. The other three heard this, and their faces tightened, revealing solemn expressions.

"No! Our reinforcements have arrived. Three Nascent Soul fellow daoists are already outside the great array. Red Silk, you four go out and welcome the three seniors and invite them here," the bald-browed man smiled, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said slowly.

Immediately, the four Core Formation cultivators were overjoyed. After receiving the order, they bowed to the man and left the hall to welcome the three Nascent Soul fellow daoists.

Outside the green fog sea, three people were floating high in the sky, constantly examining the restriction array before them.

These three were naturally Han Li and the other two Nascent Soul cultivators who had rushed here day and night.

Because they had to rely on this great array to deal with the Mulan spellcasters, the three of them released the sound transmission talisman and then examined the fog sea silently, wanting to see the mystery within.

Regardless of whether this magic array was truly powerful or not, the fog sea that seemed to have no end at a glance made the people in front of it feel an extraordinary momentum.

And Han Li stood alone with his hands behind his back, looking at everything before him with blue light flickering in his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The three of them didn't wait long before a white light flickered from the fog before them. The green fog rolled, revealing a clear passage.

But Elder Ma and Gu Gu Shuangpu showed no reaction, one looking up at the sky without speaking, the other staring at the fog sea on the side without blinking, as if trying to see some mystery.

Only Han Li wore a faint smile, looking peacefully toward the passage entrance.

A moment later, four rainbows flew out from the depths of the passage. As the light faded, three men and one woman appeared before Han Li and the others.

"Greetings to the three seniors. May I ask the three seniors' names?" The middle-aged Daoist cultivator stepped forward a few steps and bowed respectfully to Han Li and the others.

"Han is an Elder of the Falling Cloud Sect. These two are Fellow Daoist Ma of the Haoran Pavilion and Fellow Daoist Gu of the Spirit Beast Sect. There are seven or eight Core Formation fellow daoists behind us, but because we three were afraid of delaying the support, we took a step ahead. Now that the array restrictions are all open, is it that the Mulan people are arriving soon!" Han Li saw that the two didn't intend to speak, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to ask.

"So it is Senior Han. I am Chong Yunzi of the Qingxu Sect. These two are the Brother Murong brothers of the Yellow Maple Valley and Miss Li of the Transformation Intent Gate," the middle-aged Daoist hurriedly pointed to the twin brothers behind him and the young female cultivator with a charming smile, introducing them to Han Li.

"The Brother Murong brothers?" Han Li's gaze turned around the twin brothers' faces, and a mocking expression appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Is Fellow Daoist Nie well?" Han Li asked with a light smile.

"Could it be that Senior knows Senior Sister Nie? Because we have been guarding this great array, we haven't seen our Senior Brothers and Sisters for several years," the Brother Murong brothers heard this and revealed a look of surprise.

"Of course she is well; I just saw her not long ago. It's just that you two seem to really not recognize me. This is also normal; I only met you two briefly back then and didn't have much of an impression," Han Li looked at the twin brothers who were almost identical, pursed his lips, and said with a smile.

This pair had changed greatly, but he still saw from the other party...

Upon hearing Han Li's words, the Brother Murong brothers were startled.

Hearing what this "Senior" said, it seemed he was an old acquaintance of theirs. But why did they have no impression at all?

But having said that, looking at Han Li again, the Brother Murong brothers felt a familiar sense of deja vu. This made the two look at each other and feel suspicious.

"Hehe! Since the two fellow daoists don't remember for a moment, let's talk about it later. Can we go in now?" Han Li tilted his head and glanced at Elder Ma and Gu Gu Shuangpu, saying noncommittally.

"Of course. Three seniors, please follow me. Senior Lu is waiting for you in the hall," Chong Yunzi was confused by the fact that Han Li and the Brother Murong brothers actually knew each other, but hearing Han Li say this, he hurriedly answered with a lift in spirit.

Then, the four led the way, and Han Li and the three flew into the fog sea unhurriedly. As Han Li and the others flew in, the passage closed again amidst the rolling green fog.

A moment later, Han Li and the others saw the bald-browed man in the hall.

"Welcome the three to support our alliance. Aren't these Brother Ma and Fellow Daoist Gu? I don't know who this young fellow daoist is. Can you introduce him to Lu? I've never seen him before," the bald-browed man saw the three and smiled with a somewhat fierce face, calling out the names of Elder Ma and Gu Gu Shuangpu. But he was completely unfamiliar with Han Li, and his gaze turned curiously to Han Li, asking with surprise.

"Oh, so it's a newly advanced fellow daoist. No wonder I've never seen you before! But regardless, I want to thank the three for their vigorous support. If there were no reinforcements, I really wouldn't have the confidence to hold on for a few days!" The bald-browed man heard that Han Li was a newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but he immediately thanked them repeatedly as if nothing had happened.

This trace of strangeness from the bald-browed man naturally could not escape Han Li's eyes, but he just smiled without speaking, and no displeasure appeared on his face.

The bald-browed man chatted with Gu Gu Shuangpu about the past, then his expression became serious and he talked about the current dangerous situation.

【End of Chapter】 ===== CHAPTER 726 =====

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