Chapter 824: Reunion

When the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong and the woman surnamed Le were talking about the eeriness of the Falling Demon Valley, Han Li was already a hundred miles away.

Nothing happened on the rest of the journey, and after a few hours, he successfully flew to the mountain cave in the inner valley.

Taking out the Two-Yi Ring again, Han Li entered the passage in the cave under the protection of this treasure.

Passing through the passage several miles long didn't take much time, and not long after, Han Li walked out of the passage with the North Pole Origin Light and saw the somewhat whitish mountain cave exit.

He felt a slight joy in his heart and walked quickly.

A moment later, Han Li's eyes brightened. He appeared again on the mountain cliff in the outer valley.

Han Li looked up at the dim sky; although it still looked uncomfortable, compared to the blood-red mist that was almost everywhere in the inner valley, it was much better.

His spiritual sense scanned the nearby area, and nothing unusual happened, nor did any other cultivators discover this place. Only then did Han Li feel a slight relief, and his gaze shifted to the mountain wall at the cave entrance.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand, and a cyan magic technique shot out, vanishing into the stone wall with a flash of spiritual light.

Then Han Li pinched a magic seal with both hands without saying a word, and low incantations drifted out from his mouth. A strange scene appeared!

A layer of cyan mist-covered light screen suddenly appeared on the surface of the seemingly ordinary mountain wall, covering the entire mountain wall inside. Then, groups of small golden Gold-Devouring Insects swarmed out from the light screen, and pieces of silver crystals of various sizes fell down from the insect swarm, the large ones the size of a fist, and the small ones only the size of a bean.

In the blink of an eye, a small pile had gathered on the ground in front of Han Li. Each piece was gleaming like silver, just somewhat semi-transparent.

This was exactly the crystal refined from the raw ore of the Gang Silver Sand.

When the first few pieces fell, Han Li's expression was still very calm, but when the crystals on the ground reached more than a dozen, he couldn't help but reveal a look of being moved.

"Kid Han! The Gang Silver Sand mineral vein here is much larger than originally expected. It seems the few mechanical puppets I developed can all be refined by fusing this material," the Great Expansion Divine Monarch's pleasantly surprised voice suddenly came from Han Li's mind, looking like he couldn't help himself.

"Indeed. I didn't expect the Gang Silver Sand mineral vein here to be so large. This time, the harvest is truly extraordinary!" When the last group of Gold-Devouring Insects also dropped their extracted Gang Silver Sand crystals, Han Li looked at the small pile of gleaming silver things on the ground and replied happily.

With a flick of his large sleeve, after a patch of cyan mist swept over, the ground was empty. All the Gang Silver Sand crystals had been collected by Han Li into his storage bag in an instant.

Then, with a sharp cry from his mouth, the golden insect cloud flying in the low sky poured down like a swarm of bees and drilled into the spirit beast pouch.

After doing all this, Han Li patted his storage bag, and a transparent round bead the size of a thumb appeared in his hand.

Opening his mouth, a ball of cyan spiritual energy immediately sprayed onto the round bead.

The originally crystal-clear round bead flashed with spiritual light, and then a cyan light spot the size of a soybean appeared in the ball.

Han Li stared at the round ball in his hand for a good while, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, and he looked around. After identifying the direction, he adjusted his course.

Only then did spiritual light flash around his body, and he suddenly transformed into a cyan rainbow, soaring into the sky and flying away in a certain direction.

Although he was flying, Han Li kept holding the round ball with one hand. And every time he flew a certain distance, he would lower his head to look at the object, then readjust his flight direction.

In this way, Han Li's speed naturally couldn't be said to be very fast, and he flew along the way unhurriedly.

After flying for several dozen miles, when passing through a piece of wilderness, Han Li suddenly let out a light "eh" and stopped his escape light.

Then Han Li's figure sank, and he fell down in the cyan light.

When he was thirty or forty zhang high above the wilderness below, Han Li stopped his figure again. His gaze flashed as he looked down.

Only to see a male cultivator's corpse, split into two, lying horizontally on the wilderness directly below. The long-solidified black blood had stained a large area nearby red. And on this corpse, it looked empty, and the storage bag and magic treasures that should have been there had all vanished.

"It seems someone finally couldn't help but make a move," Han Li looked at this corpse for a moment and sighed to himself. He had confirmed earlier that there were no space cracks nearby. It must have been killed by other cultivators.

Han Li didn't stay here for long and soon left, continuing to advance toward a certain place.

Although he believed that at this moment in the valley, apart from those two late-stage Nascent Soul guys who could truly pose a threat to him, the rest should not be feared. But if a group of cultivators joined forces and specifically set up traps against him, the danger would not be small either.

This possibility naturally had almost no chance, but with Han Li's

When Han Li saw their mangled corpses, he could only shake his head.

Following the guidance of the spiritual light within the sphere, Han Li finally appeared above a dense green forest.

Gazing at the seemingly boundless expanse of verdant green and the towering giant trees below, Han Li pondered for a moment. Suddenly, his hand holding the sphere clenched into a fist, and with a slight exertion of force, a flash of green light appeared on his five fingers, followed immediately by a crisp cracking sound.

That seemingly transparent sphere was crushed into powder by Han Li's immense strength and reduced to nothingness.

The speck of green spiritual light within the sphere did not dissipate; instead, freed from its confinement, it floated gently before Han Li's eyes.

"Go!"

Han Li let out a low grunt and extended a finger to point at the speck of spiritual light.

Instantly, this bean-sized green point began to fly and move in a certain direction.

Han Li followed the spiritual light unhurriedly, not leaving it for even a step.

A quarter of an hour later, above a certain spot in the dense forest, the direction of the spiritual light changed, and it flew diagonally downward.

A flash of sharp light appeared in Han Li's eyes, and he followed closely as he flew down.

As it turned out, upon reaching the ground, the speck of spiritual light circled a towering giant tree several times before flashing and vanishing into the tree trunk.

Seeing this, Han Li also flew to the front of the tree, his light fading as his feet touched the ground.

After sizing up the tree for a moment, he raised his hand and struck the giant tree with a palm.

After a muffled "bang," a green light flashed where he had struck, and a pale green talisman emerged from the tree. Han Li's eyes were sharp and his hands quick; with a pinch of two fingers, he caught the talisman in his hand.

Looking at the talisman between his fingers, a faint smile appeared on Han Li's face. Then, he flicked his finger lightly.

After a "puchi" sound, the talisman ignited on its own, turning into a streak of red light that tore through the air and flew away.

This time, Han Li stood where he was without moving, instead crossing his legs to sit cross-legged and slowly closing his eyes to recover some of the magic power consumed by the journey.

Not long after, the red light landed in an inconspicuous corner of the dense forest. A moment later, a rainbow of light suddenly shot up from there, flying straight toward Han Li's location.

Before the startling rainbow approached the place where Han Li sat, he sensed it and slowly opened his eyes, looking indifferently toward the source of the rainbow.

A short while later, the rainbow flew to this spot and circled once above Han Li, as if confirming his identity, before swooping down.

The rainbow disappeared the moment it touched the ground, revealing a beautiful female cultivator in a white dress before Han Li, looking just like a celestial being from the heavens.

Han Li's gaze shifted and naturally fell upon her.

"Miss Zi Ling, you have arrived quite quickly!" Han Li's expression was exceptionally calm.

"Quick? I have been waiting here for you, Fellow Daoist, for several days. During this time, at least six or seven waves of cultivators have searched this forest, and it seems to be getting more frequent. If Brother Han had not come, I fear I would not have been able to stay in the forest any longer."

Zi Ling's voice was pleasant to the ear, yet it carried a hint of resentment as she walked over gracefully.

Hearing this, Han Li smiled, and after looking at Zi Ling's jade-like face, his gaze shifted as he continued to speak:

"Miss Zi Ling has actually revealed her true appearance; this is somewhat beyond my expectations. I thought Fellow Daoist Zi Ling would surely have come in disguise."

"When I first entered the valley, I was indeed not using my true face. But the treasure I used to conceal my appearance seems to have been restricted in some way within the Fallen Devil Valley, and it gradually began to fail. Since it could no longer serve to conceal me, I had no choice but to show my true face. Why? Does Brother Han think my appearance is coarse and unworthy of your eyes?" Zi Ling pursed her lips and smiled, saying enchantingly.

"Miss Zi Ling is joking. Very well, Fellow Daoist, there is no need to tease me. Is this the first place you found that still has a mark?" Han Li first gave a bitter smile, then his expression became solemn.

"That's right. It should be ninety percent certain. Because the original mark seems to have been destroyed by the Ghost Spirit Sect first. But being able to find this place and having them do such a thing only further proves that there is no problem here." Zi Ling also withdrew her smile and replied.

"Since that is the case, let us follow the Ghost Spirit Sect's tracks first. This might save us quite a bit of trouble." Upon hearing the words "Ghost Spirit Sect," Han Li first raised his eyebrows, then said with a cold sneer.

"Everything shall be as Brother Han commands! A month ago, I already placed a mark unique to our Myriad Sound Sect on that Ghost Spirit Sect disciple. This mark is not condensed with magic power, but left by a certain colorless and odorless exotic fragrance. The range of this fragrance is not large, and it loses its effect within two months. But it is very effective for tracking the whereabouts of the Ghost Spirit Sect right now." Zi Ling said very obediently, though a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ling has put in the effort. Let us set off. We will first catch up with the people from the Ghost Spirit Sect, and then get ahead of them to find the remaining marks. In this way, the Spirit Candle Fruit will be ours for the taking." Han Li did not stand on ceremony; after nodding, he slowly stood up.

A silver-furred flying mouse suddenly flew out of the dense forest. The flying mouse sniffed around nimbly in the air before suddenly turning into a streak of silver light and flying off in a certain direction.

Following that, two more startling long rainbows flew out from the forest. After circling once, they followed closely behind the silver light, one after the other.

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