Chapter 803: Entering the Valley

Hearing the words of this Ghost Spirit Sect Sect Master, some cultivators were overjoyed, while others were half-believing.

After all, there were really very few people who knew the detailed situation regarding the Fallen Devil Valley.

"To put everyone's mind at ease, I will let my son and Elder Zhong go first. Then everyone can do as they please." Wang Wang Tiansheng said, waving to Wang Chan and Yan Ru Yan in the distance.

Wang Chan, wearing a silver mask, and Yan Ru Yan walked silently from outside the magic array to the center of the array, and the mid-stage Nascent Soul old man beside them also walked in with an expressionless face.

Afterward, Wang Wang Tiansheng gave an order, and the cultivators in the air simultaneously pointed their array flags downward, spraying colorful beams of light the thickness of an arm from the tips of the flags, which struck various parts of the magic array.

Immediately, the entire magic array hummed loudly, and the spirit stones everywhere shone brightly. Amidst a patch of rosy light, the three of them suddenly disappeared from the center of the magic array.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators nearby who were watching this scene stirred.

Wang Wang Tiansheng still ignored the others, letting Wang Wang Tiangu take seven or eight Core Formation cultivators to teleport away one after another.

This time, the other cultivators had all understood. Although this magic array looked massive, it seemed it could only teleport three people at a time. Therefore, the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators could only leave in batches.

Seeing that the Ghost Spirit Sect members were eager to take the first step, many other cultivators at the valley entrance were naturally tempted, but these cultivators were all old and cunning, and out of a habit of caution, no one rushed forward for a time, all wanting to let others test it out first. After all, the Ghost Spirit Sect's reputation wasn't exactly good, and if something went wrong, it would be a matter of life and death.

Han Li stood up, standing on a mound, similarly having no intention of going down at all.

Wang Wang Tiansheng saw this situation and sneered. With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky, his figure motionless in the air.

The atmosphere at the valley entrance suddenly became subtly silent.

Just in this somewhat awkward atmosphere, those Mulan people took action.

A dozen Mulan spellcasters, led by the Zhong-surnamed Confucian scholar and the Le-surnamed woman, walked silently toward the massive magic array.

A trace of black energy flashed across Wang Wang Tiansheng's face, then immediately returned to normal.

And on the side, Wei Wei Wuya, who had been looking at the sky without speaking, slowly lowered his head and leisurely glanced at the approaching Confucian scholar.

He saw the Confucian scholar say nothing, and before the group walked into the magic array, he flicked his sleeves, and a dozen green rays surged from his cuffs, shooting toward the sky.

Wang Wang Tiansheng expressionlessly waved at these green rays, the light converged, and the green rays turned into a dozen tokens that fell into his hands.

"Not bad. The number is correct. Fellow Daoist, please enter." Although Wang Wang Tiansheng had never participated in the border war, someone had naturally informed him of the Zhong-surnamed Confucian scholar's identity, so he let out a light breath and said slowly.

The Zhong-surnamed Confucian scholar nodded, and the spellcasters behind him flickered, all entering the center of the magic array.

Immediately, under the spellcasting of the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators in the air, the Mulan people were teleported away three by three.

"This teleportation array's destination is random, right? If that's the case, your sect's cultivators had better not run into us." When the Confucian scholar walked into the magic array, he glanced at Wei Wei Wuya and said lightly.

"How could there be such a coincidence in the world! If that really happens, it can only be said to be Heaven's will." Facing this Mulan Divine Master, the middle-aged cultivator didn't seem to have much fear on his face.

"Heaven's will? Hehe, if that's the case, let's consider it so!" The Zhong-surnamed Confucian scholar sneered, and he and the two people beside him disappeared in the white light.

Hearing this final remark, Wang Wang Tiansheng looked at the empty magic array, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold chill.

At this time, other cultivators saw that the Mulan people had also been teleported away safely, and finally, someone couldn't hold back and walked out. After handing over the Fallen Devil Token, they also began to teleport away with the assistance of those Ghost Spirit Sect disciples.

A moment later, the cultivators possessing Fallen Devil Tokens walked out of their hiding places one after another.

In just a short quarter of an hour, the teleportation magic array flickered incessantly, having already sent away over three hundred people. It occupied almost a quarter of the cultivators present. And the high-tier spirit stone in the center of the magic array was much dimmer than at the beginning, its spiritual energy having been consumed by seven or eight tenths.

Standing on high ground, Han Li watched all this coldly, noting down the cultivators worth paying attention to one by one, for future reference.

Suddenly, Han Li's gaze turned cold. He saw six green-robed cultivators walking toward the magic array. The leader was Dongmen Tu, the Great Elder of the Spirit Beast Sect, whom Han Li had seen before. Han Li didn't have a good impression of this person. Although this Spirit Beast Sect Great Elder hadn't truly had any conflict with him, because of the Gu Gu Shuangpu matter, Han Li had always been cautious of this person.

However, his divine abilities had greatly increased, and he didn't need to pay much attention to this person anymore.

But just at this moment, the five green-robed cultivators surrounding Dongmen Tu shook, and simultaneously turned their heads to look in Han Li's direction.

And almost at the same time, Han Li's Second Nascent Soul, which had been assimilated by seven or eight tenths, suddenly became violently unstable. If he hadn't been quick-witted and immediately condensed his spiritual sense in secret to forcibly suppress this Nascent Soul.

This Second Nascent Soul transformed by the Wood Spirit Infant would probably have left his body immediately.

Only then did Han Li use his spiritual sense to carefully scan the five green-robed cultivators, and he was greatly shocked. These five people were all early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Five Element Spirit Infants!" Combining the anomaly of his Second Nascent Soul, Han Li guessed the origin of these five cultivators without even thinking. His pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The anomaly of the five green-robed cultivators was naturally discovered by Dongmen Tu, who was walking in front. He hurriedly turned his head to look, and his gaze happened to meet Han Li's.

A look of surprise flashed across Dongmen Tu's face, but he immediately turned his head back as if nothing had happened and walked into the teleportation array.

Wang Wang Tiangu, who had always had a calm face, finally had his expression change greatly when he saw Dongmen Tu bring out five Nascent Soul cultivators.

Wei Wei Wuya examined the green-robed cultivators, and a look of contemplation also appeared on his face.

"Brother Dongmen, these Fellow Daoists are very unfamiliar. Can you introduce them to Wang?" Wang Wang Tiansheng stared at these people and asked in a deep voice.

"That's easy to say. After the Fallen Devil Valley trip ends, I will naturally introduce them to you." Dongmen Tu was old and cunning, and with a light sentence, he brushed it off.

Wang Wang Tiansheng naturally cursed "old ghost" in his heart, but he also knew the other party wouldn't tell the truth. Therefore, he didn't dwell on this matter anymore.

And after giving an order to his disciples, he had them teleported away in two batches. And the moment Dongmen Tu teleported away, he inadvertently glanced at Han Li. His eyes were filled with malice.

His actions were extremely secretive, but they were seen clearly by Han Li using his spiritual sense.

It seemed that Dongmen Tu had sensed the Spirit Infant on his body, which was somewhat troublesome. With the Five Element Spirit Infants following him, he suddenly became terrifying. It was a pity that the Wood Spirit Infant hadn't been completely assimilated yet. It seemed he would have to be more careful of this person after entering the valley.

Following Dongmen Tu's teleportation, three more cultivators walked over. Seeing one of them, Han Li was stunned for a moment, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

This person was actually the silver-haired old man, his Senior Martial Brother Cheng. The other two old men were also full of wrinkles, seemingly people whose lifespan was nearing its end.

Han Li sighed, watching the three of them enter the magic array and be teleported away. Then his gaze shifted, landing on the spirit stone in the center of the magic array. The high-tier spirit stone at this time appeared even dimmer.

Han Li's gaze flickered, and he didn't hesitate anymore. Immediately, his figure rose into the air, and wrapped in a ball of green light, he shot toward the magic array.

A moment later, he landed in front of the magic array, raised his hand, and threw the Fallen Devil Token in his hand toward Wang Wang Tiansheng in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you really came too. Fellow Daoist Han is young, with a limitless future; why must you take this risk?" Wei Wei Wuya flickered, suddenly arriving in front of Han Li from dozens of zhang away, saying words to persuade him to retreat.

"Many thanks for Brother Wei's good intentions. Han has his own reasons for having to enter this Fallen Devil Valley." Han Li's expression remained as usual, and he replied peacefully.

Wei Wei Wuya frowned, staring at Han Li's face for a good while, his expression gradually turning gloomy.

"Since Fellow Daoist Han has made up his mind, Wei will say no more. I hope our goals are not the same." Wei Wei Wuya finally said this, his figure flickering, and he returned to his original position.

Wang Wang Tiansheng saw Wei Wei Wuya treat the young man before him so solemnly and call out the other party's surname; how could he not know who Han Li was?

His expression remained calm, but in his heart, he examined Han Li with extreme surprise.

He had heard Han Li's name many years ago. It was just that at that time, the other party's cultivation base was very shallow, and his son Wang Chan had suffered a huge loss at the other party's hands, and even let him run away.

Years later, when the person before him appeared in Tiannan again, he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator. And the Ghost Spirit Sect had coincidentally formed a deep feud with the young man before him again. As a result, he had let the other party slip away once more.

Years later, the other party had become famous. The divine abilities he displayed made all cultivators sigh in admiration. He had vaguely become an existence second only to the Three Great Cultivators.

When he, the Ghost Spirit Sect Sect Master, heard this news, it was certainly not a happy thing. He naturally kept Han Li's name in mind.

Now seeing Han Li, he naturally wanted to see some clues.

It was a pity that Han Li stood in the center of the magic array, immediately closed his eyes slightly, his expression neither warm nor cold, looking like he didn't want to bother with anyone, not revealing any flaws at all.

Seeing this situation, Wang Wang Tiansheng felt a chill in his heart, and instead became even more wary of Han Li.

But on the surface, he waved his hand casually, and the disciples in the air began to activate the magic array.

After a humming sound, Han Li disappeared in a patch of rosy light.

After the slight discomfort of teleportation, Han Li finally returned to normal and began to examine his current foothold.

This was a collapsed gravel slope, messy and overgrown with waist-high wild grass. In front and slightly further to the left and right were low hills, rolling and undulating. Not a single figure could be seen.

However, this wasn't strange. The Fallen Devil Valley was a million li wide; if they weren't teleported in the same batch, it would be incredible if they happened to run into each other.

But when Han Li turned his head to look behind him, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

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