Chapter 742: Great Battle of Breaking the Array (Part 8)

Han Li was overjoyed at this sight. The green-shirted woman, however, turned deathly pale in an instant. A look of extreme shock and anger appeared on her face. She flung both hands, and a vast expanse of white mist swept out. At the same time, the white lotus beneath her spun wildly, and in an instant, lotus shadows surged upward like mountains.

However, a flash of purple cloud radiance appeared above her head, dodging the white light, and a large, purplish-hazy net descended.

Instantly, the purple light, white mist, and the following lotus shadows collided violently. From the air came the sound of Lady Yin Yue's giggling laughter.

Behind the purple net, the radiance converged, revealing Lady Yin Yue's tall, slender figure.

She smiled as she held the ancient treasure flower basket in her hands. Inside, white light flickered; the bronze ancient lamp was trapped within the white light, unable to move a single bit. Once they returned and erased the sliver of spiritual sense the green-shirted woman had left on the lamp, this ancient treasure could be driven by anyone.

Han Li was naturally overjoyed as well, but before he could even show his excitement, the person who had stumbled in, having just broken into this place, also saw Han Li and the green-shirted woman in the middle of their battle. He immediately turned his head and shouted at Han Li in a panic:

"Fellow Daoist Han, run! The Mulan Divine Master has arrived, and Fellow Daoist Lu has already been killed. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

This person was actually the old man surnamed Ma, but at this moment, his hair was disheveled, one of his arms was missing, and his face was filled with terror.

"Mulan Divine Master?" Han Li was also startled upon hearing this. Just as he wanted to ask for details, the old man's entire body was enveloped in white light, intending to flee; he didn't dare to stay for even a moment.

But just at this moment, a faint male voice followed.

"Too late! This Divine Master has already found this place. You only escaped death just now by sacrificing an arm; this time, let's see what kind of secret technique you have left. You wouldn't have refined your other arm into a substitute puppet, would you? If that were truly the case, this Divine Master would actually be quite impressed! 'Oh?' Isn't this our Mulan's 'Yuanming Lamp'? Little fox, you have quite some nerve, daring to take our Mulan people's ancestral treasure. This is not something a little monster like you can touch." The man's speed was incredibly fast; his initial words seemed to come from the original spot, but in the blink of an eye, he seemed to be right in front of them. His final, slightly surprised remark had instantly identified Lady Yin Yue's white fox demon form.

Subsequently, a silver ray shot out from the sea of mist. It didn't look fast, but in the blink of an eye, it reached in front of Lady Yin Yue.

Lady Yin Yue's pretty face turned deathly pale. She hurriedly waved her hand, and a large purple net appeared out of thin air in front of her. At the same time, she shot backward without a second thought.

But that silver rainbow paused slightly before immediately transforming into a silver hand, grabbing the Purple Cheng Dou and snatching it away. At the same time, from over ten zhang away, the silver hand clenched its five fingers into a fist and struck lightly into the void toward the direction Lady Yin Yue was fleeing.

The yellow escape light Lady Yin Yue had transformed into was struck by a silver light orb that appeared out of thin air, arriving first despite being launched later. She immediately let out a miserable shriek, and her escape light dissipated as she fell.

However, she was extremely intelligent. Gritting her teeth and enduring the intense pain, she violently threw the ancient treasure in her hand, which had transformed into a streak of white mist, toward Han Li in the distance.

"Seeking death!" The man's voice from the silver hand seemed somewhat angered.

Light flickered. The silver hand split into two, actually transforming into another one. As a result, one of them swept toward the ancient treasure flower basket, grabbing it in an instant. The other went straight for Lady Yin Yue, who was falling from high altitude, grabbing at her fiercely, clearly intending to crush her to pieces.

Both actions were as fast as lightning.

Lady Yin Yue was shocked. She hurriedly tried to raise her spiritual power to cast an escape technique and flee.

But silver light flashed on her body, and she was unable to raise even a sliver of magic power. The opponent's strike into the void, while severely injuring her, had also placed a simple, small restriction on her body.

Although it would be easy to break, she had absolutely no time to do so at this moment.

Seeing the giant silver hand grabbing down at her like a small mountain, Lady Yin Yue felt a chill in her heart. She closed her beautiful eyes, waiting for death.

But just at this moment, a thunderous sound rang out behind her, and an arm appeared from behind her, grabbing her by the waist.

"Go!" Han Li's cold voice appeared abruptly, and then the rumbling sound rose again; Lady Yin Yue and Han Li disappeared at the same time.

The giant silver hand missed its grab by only a fraction.

The next moment, Han Li, holding Lady Yin Yue's willow waist with one hand and carrying the blue-purple giant sword with the other, appeared at the edge of the thick fog dozens of zhang away, his face gloomy and solemn.

"Oh! Lightning Evasion Technique!"

A voice of surprise came from the giant silver hand. Then, the other silver hand flew back in the blink of an eye. The two giant hands collided, erupting with blinding silver radiance.

The radiance converged. A Dharma cultivator resembling a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared within the silver light. One hand held the Purple Cheng Dou, and the other held the ancient treasure flower basket. He looked at Han Li in the distance with a calm expression.

When the old man surnamed Ma saw this person appear, his face turned ashen. Although the spiritual light on his body flickered incessantly, he didn't dare to break through the air and flee.

Han Li's eyes flickered as he carefully examined the first late-stage Core Formation cultivator he had ever seen. People with this level of cultivation, except for those Spirit Transformation stage cultivators who never walked in the mortal world, could almost be considered the top existences in the cultivation world.

The middle-aged Dharma cultivator looked around, his gaze lingering on the woman surnamed Le for a moment before he raised his hand and threw the ancient treasure flower basket, along with the bronze lamp inside, to her.

"Many thanks to Divine Master Zhong for your help. Otherwise, how would Brother Zhong have come here?" The green-shirted woman, having recovered the bronze ancient lamp, was naturally overjoyed and let out a long sigh of relief, thanking him repeatedly.

Even if she were cold and arrogant by nature, facing one of her clan's three great Divine Masters, she didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect.

"It's nothing. I only heard that the Tiannan people had sent another batch of cultivators to reinforce the great arrays in various places. And that fellow called Master Tianku on your side had died mysteriously. So I was a bit worried and came to take a look. It would be best to give those fellows from the Great Jin Kingdom a reasonable explanation. We can't do without these cultivators right now. However, since the other side still has a fellow who can use Lightning Evasion, it's no wonder even Master Le found it difficult to deal with them." The Confucian scholar spoke calmly, his expression unchanged.

Subsequently, he turned his head and asked Han Li in the distance indifferently:

"This little fox is your person. You have quite some nerve, daring to touch our Mulan ancestral treasure. Since you are her master, let's go on the road together."

"Hmph! You have quite a big mouth. Even if I hadn't taken that bronze lamp, would you have let me leave? If you want my life, I don't know if Your Excellency has the ability." Han Li's eyes narrowed, and he took a deep breath, replying coldly.

Upon hearing this, the Confucian scholar's gaze swept over the giant sword in Han Li's hand. After seeing the strange scene of two types of flames, blue and purple, coexisting, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but he immediately said as if nothing had happened:

"Hehe! It's been many years since I've seen a cultivator dare to speak to me like this. Master Le, leave the cultivator over there with only one arm to you. I'll handle this little friend who knows Lightning Evasion. I wonder how long he can hold out?"

A cruel look flashed across the Confucian scholar's face. Without seeing him use any magic treasure, his figure blurred, and with a flash of silver light on his left and right, two people exactly like the scholar appeared. With the same clothes and the same expression, the three of them looked at Han Li as if looking at a dead man.

Han Li gasped. After his spiritual sense swept over them, he was unable to distinguish any difference between the two incarnations and the original body. Regardless of cultivation or aura, they were completely identical.

Although he was shocked in his heart, Han Li patted Lady Yin Yue's shoulder lightly with one hand and whispered something quickly.

Lady Yin Yue nodded obediently. Having already broken the restriction in her body, she flashed with white light, revealing her small fox form, and "whooshed" into Han Li's sleeve.

At this moment, the three Confucian scholars opposite them swung their large sleeves, and the three of them floated slowly toward Han Li.

Although their movements were slow and calm, in just two or three steps, they were instantly only ten zhang away from Han Li.

Han Li's face changed drastically. Without a second thought, he spread the silver wings on his back, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

"Want to run? Where can you escape to?" the middle Confucian scholar said with a chuckle. Subsequently, silver light flashed on him and the people on his left and right at the same time, and they followed without haste. After two steps in the void, they also disappeared from this place.

Seeing this, the old man, who had looked like a dead man, suddenly jumped up with strange speed and, without a word, transformed into a white rainbow, shooting away in the opposite direction.

Seeing this, the woman surnamed Le sneered. She pinched a spell with both hands and transformed into a light breeze, chasing after him.

With a Divine Master chasing Han Li, what else did she have to worry about? And this Tiannan cultivator didn't know any Lightning Evasion; he definitely wouldn't be able to escape her grasp.

As for this great array, without a Nascent Soul cultivator, breaking it would naturally be as easy as turning over one's hand.

The sky was somewhat gloomy. In an uninhabited place that looked like a wild mountain ridge, a thunderclap came, and silver arcs flashed. Han Li appeared with a pale face.

After stabilizing his figure, he hurriedly looked behind him a few times, his expression appearing somewhat annoyed.

"Lady Yin Yue, how many days have we been running?"

"About four days and four nights. This person is truly worthy of being a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Once Master stops to rest for even half a cup of tea, that person will immediately catch up. Is it really impossible to shake off the spiritual sense lock? This is too dangerous. Although we have the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid to support magic power, the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder in your body is already insufficient. Without the Lightning Evasion ability, you simply cannot escape the opponent's 'Earth-Shrinking Technique' tracking. This profound ability is not a bit inferior to teleportation. In some aspects, it's even better. If Master weren't clever enough not to engage this person head-on and just kept running blindly, once you were approached and entangled, I'm afraid even using Lightning Evasion wouldn't be enough to escape." Lady Yin Yue replied worriedly in his mind.

"A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual sense is enough to lock onto a certain aura within hundreds of li. Although I consider my spiritual sense to be far superior to a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, compared to a true late-stage cultivator, there is still a certain gap. After all, I haven't fully learned the Great Expansion Art, and there are still several layers of cultivation techniques I haven't obtained. Once this matter is over, I will immediately go to the Far West to get the subsequent incantations. In the past, my spiritual sense was always stronger than my opponent's, so I didn't feel anything. Now that I'm inferior to the opponent, I'm immediately tied up, and many methods cannot be used." Han Li smiled bitterly and said resentfully.

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