Chapter 811: Arctic Origin Light

Seeing Han Li take out the Two-Yi Rings, Nan Long Hou and Lu Lu Weiying immediately flickered, retreating a zhang behind Han Li with solemn expressions, indicating that Han Li would be in charge from now on. Han Li held the ring in his hands, opened his mouth, and a ball of green essence energy sprayed out, covering the ring.

Black light flickered, and all the green energy was absorbed by the ring, then with a "Whoosh," it flew on its own and floated above Han Li's head, motionless.

Han Li expressionlessly raised his hand and hit it with a spell.

The Two-Yi Rings trembled slightly, then shrank and expanded. In the blink of an eye, the ring transformed into a giant ring five or six zhang in diameter.

"Go."

Han Li extended a fair finger, pointed at the ring, and said lightly.

Emitting a strange low hum, the giant ring shot out.

Nan Long Hou and the other's gazes followed it solemnly.

Only then did they see the giant ring rush into the countless thousands of light threads, and an incredible scene appeared.

The straight light threads were like a disturbed water surface, and the moment the giant ring entered, they became chaotic. Amidst the flickering black light, all the silver threads, upon contact with the outer wall of the ring, miraculously turned, actually avoiding the ring and going around it. As if they were spiritual!

Seeing this scene, Han Li breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Nan Long Hou and the other also showed smiles.

However, Han Li was still somewhat curious about the power of these Arctic Origin Lights.

He thought for a moment, slapped his storage pouch with one hand, and a blue round bead the size of a fist appeared in his hand.

This was a top-tier protective spiritual tool he had obtained years ago.

Han Li held the bead in his hand and injected some spiritual energy into it.

Immediately, a layer of blue light curtain appeared on the surface of the bead.

Han Li flicked his hand, and the round bead transformed into a ball of blue light, shooting out.

This time, as soon as the blue light bead entered the Arctic Origin Light, the silver threads seemed to have seen delicious prey. They trembled and immediately swarmed to surround it.

Threads as thin as hair pierced through various parts of the blue round bead, treating the light curtain as if it were nothing.

A moment later, the round bead, pierced by the silver threads, flashed a few times and exploded on its own, transforming into a ball of brilliant light and disappearing amidst the many light threads.

Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and Nan Long Hou and the old man's expressions also sank.

Han Li's expression instantly returned to normal. He reached out and summoned, and the giant ring flew back to above his head. It fell silently, covering all three of them inside.

Afterward, a pitch-black light shield appeared outside the ring, protecting Han Li and the others inside.

"Let's go!" Han Li said briefly without saying much, then stepped forward, and the Two-Yi Rings moved along with them.

Nan Long Hou and Lu-surnamed old man, inside the shield, didn't dare to be the least bit careless, following closely behind. Although they had seen the ring's miraculous protective effect against the Arctic Origin Light, they didn't dare to open any of their own defenses. They didn't dare to activate any magic treasures as they entered the Arctic Origin Light. Han Li appeared calm, but he was still a little worried in his heart.

But the next moment, inside the Arctic Origin Light, seeing those light threads indeed avoiding the black light shield and not daring to get close, he finally let go of his heart. Following this, he moved his head slightly, and Nan Long Hou and the other walking on the sides also looked relieved.

Han Li smiled slightly, urging the Two-Yi Rings to move forward slowly.

In another place in the Fallen Devil Valley, a world of ice and snow near the inner valley. A group of black-robed Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators were driving various magic treasures through the sky-filling snow, fighting with a giant gecko-like ancient beast.

Not far opposite the gecko, in mid-air, the pale-faced Elder Zhong was floating, looking coldly at the ancient beast fighting fiercely with a group of Core Formation cultivators.

After a while, seeing that the six or seven disciples still couldn't take down the ancient beast, he finally frowned. He finally took action himself.

He pinched a spell with both hands, and countless pitch-black ink-like energy emerged from his body. Afterward, this yin energy transformed and condensed, turning into two black ink dragons that pounced fiercely toward the gecko-like ancient beast. Following closely behind was a giant net emitting green light, which covered down, and countless green fireballs the size of a fist were mixed in the giant net, shooting densely toward the ancient beast.

After a heaven-shaking "Boom," black light and green flames intertwined. After a while, the light converged, revealing a giant beast body scorched black on the spot.

The old man flicked his sleeves, and a violent wind blew, rolling the ancient beast's corpse over ten zhang away.

In its place appeared a wide ice crack. This ice crack led all the way down, emitting faint white light, and it was unknown where it led.

"Go."

The old man said in a low voice, afterward his figure moved, immediately transforming into a black light and escaping into it. The remaining Ghost Spirit Sect disciples also followed in without any hesitation.

Among these disciples, Wang Chan and Yan Ru Yan were still there, while the Ghost Spirit Sect Sect Master and Wang Wang Tiangu were still nowhere to be seen.

Not long after this group of Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators entered the ice crack, this place returned to peace, with only flakes of snow falling silently.

And that ancient beast corpse was soon covered in a layer of frost, covered by the white snow, transforming into an inconspicuous snow mound.

... In the dense forest where the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators had stayed, Zi Ling was standing somewhere, looking at a small dirt mound that looked ordinary, somewhat stunned.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, she raised her head to look at the giant trees in the surroundings, then lowered her head to look at the dirt mound. Suddenly, her jade fingers flicked, and a ball of pale white light shot out.

"Bang" a low, dull sound, and a dirt pit a zhang wide appeared in front of her.

Inside the pit were many gray-black ashes, flying all over the sky, and in the large pit appeared a small half-section of a tree root that had been burned to charcoal black.

"It should be here. The Ghost Spirit Sect has many people, so it's easier for them to find than me. However, they didn't expect that someone else would be looking for the mark too, actually leaving so many traces behind in a hurry." Zi Ling showed joy, muttering to herself.

Afterward, she flicked her fragrant sleeves, buried the dirt pit again, and took out a green talisman from her hand. After circling a few giant trees nearby, she suddenly stuck the talisman onto one of the giant trees.

Immediately, green light flashed, and the talisman sank into the surface of the giant tree, disappearing without a trace.

Only then did she carefully identify the direction, transformed into a rainbow of light, and flew into the sky.

In a giant canyon, an old Daoist looked at the various barriers at the canyon entrance, his face showing contemplation.

And behind him, there were two ghost-like puppets, standing there motionless.

Looking far into the other end of the canyon, there were faint patches of blood light flickering incessantly. This was one of the paths leading to the inner valley. However, this short section of the canyon was filled with several extremely powerful ancient barriers.

Although the old Daoist considered himself proficient in array techniques, whether he could break these barriers in a short time was only a fifty-fifty chance. He didn't know whether he should spend some time looking for a more easily accessible entrance, or start trying to break the barriers now without wasting a moment. He hesitated here.

"What, Fellow Daoist Brother Tianjing, do you feel you have no confidence in breaking the barriers alone? How about teaming up with this old man?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind the old Daoist.

He was Brother Tianjing True Person, who had made a soul stone trade with Han Li that day, and the ghost puppets behind him were also two ancient puppets he had re-refined using soul stones, each with the strength of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and Brother Tianjing True Person himself felt great pressure dealing with either one. With such trump cards in hand, he had the courage to come to the Fallen Devil Valley to search for treasures. At this moment, hearing someone speak behind him, he was startled and turned his body hurriedly, looking intently.

Only then did he see several green-robed cultivators staying in mid-air silently fifty or sixty zhang away, looking toward here. The speaker was a green-robed old man at the head, his face gloomy, with a long beard.

Brother Tianjing True Person examined the cultivation bases of these people, and his heart thumped, sinking straight down.

These people were all Nascent Soul cultivators!

"So it's Fellow Daoist Dongmen of the Spirit Beast Sect. These Fellow Daoists look very unfamiliar, could they also be elders of your sect?" Brother Tianjing True Person suppressed the horror in his heart and said with a forced smile.

"You could say so. However, these two puppets behind you don't seem to be ordinary things. It seems they shouldn't be underestimated either." Dongmen Tu of the Spirit Beast Sect said, his gaze shifting to the two ghost puppets.

"Fellow Daoist is joking. How could two small puppets be put in Fellow Daoist Dongmen's heart. However, why would you want to team up with this poor Daoist?" Brother Tianjing True Person said cautiously.

"Although I have lived in the Spirit Beast Sect for a long time and don't associate much with people, I have heard some things about Fellow Daoist Brother Tianjing's reputation as an array master. And I am not talented, but I also have some research on array techniques. If the two of us break the barriers alone, I am afraid neither of us will have much confidence. If we team up, we can naturally get twice the result with half the effort and have great confidence." Dongmen Tu stared at the old Daoist and said slowly.

Brother Tianjing True Person heard this, frowned slightly. He pondered and hesitated.

"What? Fellow Daoist Brother Tianjing is afraid that I will be unfavorable to you? How about this. Our cooperation is limited to the period of breaking the barriers and entering the inner valley together. If there is no conflict of interest, how could I be unfavorable to you for no reason? And don't forget, Fellow Daoist. Even if you can break the barriers alone, if the time to break the barriers is too long, the easiest treasures to obtain inside might belong to others. And according to what I know, many of the fellow cultivators who entered the valley this time have quite a bit of research on array techniques." Dongmen Tu's face sank slightly, but he still persuaded patiently.

Brother Tianjing True Person heard this, his heart moved. He raised his head to look at the five green-robed cultivators behind the other party, and finally nodded. "Since Fellow Daoist Dongmen has said so. This poor Daoist will respectfully obey. Let's team up with you to break the barriers here. But after entering the inner valley, we will each go our own way and don't have to walk together."

"Haha! That's right. Fellow Daoist Brother Tianjing, rest assured. Your two puppets are also extraordinary. How could I force you to do something you don't want to do? After entering the valley, we will each rely on our own luck to search for treasures!" The green-robed old man heard this, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to guarantee.

===== CHAPTER 812 =====

"Haha! That's right. Fellow Daoist Brother Tianjing, please rest assured. Your two puppets are also no small matter. How could I force a fellow daoist to do something they are unwilling to do? After entering the valley, you and I will each rely on our own luck to find treasures!" Upon hearing this, the green-robed old man's face immediately changed into a smile, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to guarantee.

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