Chapter 865: Brother Zhiyang's Invitation

Facing one of the few Great Cultivators in Tiannan, even an old monster with high self-regard like Old Monster Jin did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and Master Liehuo naturally would not do anything to offend Venerable Brother Zhiyang, immediately greeting the other cultivators and flying downward.

Brother Cheng and Lü Luo exchanged glances, a hint of confusion appearing on their faces. However, Brother Cheng had once seen Han Li's divine abilities, and although surprised, he was not worried. Thus, they also flew downward.

Han Li looked at the cultivators who had landed on the ground below before raising his head and saying:

"Can the Venerable say it now? Brother Brother Zhiyang's solemn appearance makes Han Mou quite interested."

"Hehe! Before speaking of this matter, I must first thank you, Fellow Daoist, for entangling the main soul of an ancient demon in the Fallen Devil Valley. Otherwise, if that ancient demon had merged its two souls, I fear the entire Tiannan would be in big trouble." Venerable Brother Zhiyang casually released a sound-insulation barrier, looked Han Li up and down, and said with a smile.

"The Fellow Daoist wants to ask about the whereabouts of the ancient demon's main soul, right?" Han Li's mouth curled into a smile, and he said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist is truly intelligent; this is indeed one of the things I wanted to ask." Venerable Brother Zhiyang was startled, but immediately said indifferently.

"Brother Brother Zhiyang, please rest assured; I only escaped from the spatial rift by chance, and the ancient demon's main soul was completely annihilated in the rift. There is absolutely no need to worry about this matter." Han Li said cleanly and neatly.

"I am relieved then. Otherwise, that fleeing ancient demon would definitely have returned to Tiannan to devour the main soul. But with the main soul destroyed, the split soul would definitely have sensed it immediately. I estimate that after suffering such a big loss here, it won't return here again." Venerable Brother Zhiyang let out a long breath, and his expression relaxed significantly.

"Brother Brother Zhiyang, is that ancient demon that occupied the demon body really so powerful that three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't annihilate it?" Han Li asked about this matter with interest, a hint of doubt appearing on his face.

"Is the Fellow Daoist still looking at its strength based on the ancient demon in the Fallen Devil Valley?" Venerable Brother Zhiyang didn't answer this question directly but asked one back.

"Oh, I heard that this demon devoured many cultivators' Nascent Souls after leaving the valley; could it be that after recovering its strength, this demon could really be so powerful?" Han Li was still somewhat surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know yet. When this demon fought us in the final battle, it actually transformed into a three-headed, six-armed divine ability, and its cultivation base almost doubled immediately. It was already comparable to a Spirit Transformation early-stage cultivator. If it weren't for the fact that we three had set up a restrictive grand array there beforehand, and there were more than a dozen mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators assisting from the side, I fear that the demon-extermination war that time still wouldn't have been able to do anything to this demon. Even so, the three of us still exhausted our vitality and used secret techniques to cut off two of its heads and several arms in the final breath of the battle, allowing it to escape." Venerable Brother Zhiyang said slowly with a solemn face.

"This demon is so fierce. No wonder the Fellow Daoist was afraid of it merging with the main soul again. If it were even three points more powerful, Tiannan really wouldn't be able to stop it!" Han Li also pursed his lips and gasped.

"Isn't that the case! Fortunately, this demon should have gone to the Great Jin. This matter will naturally be left to those Great Jin cultivators to worry about!" Venerable Brother Zhiyang suddenly smiled again.

Han Li glanced at the Daoist, feeling that there was a hint of schadenfreude in the other party's words. It seemed that this old Daoist really didn't have a good impression of the Great Jin.

"Since the Venerable said that the demon soul was only one of the things you wanted to ask, there must be more important matters, right?" Han Li changed the subject and asked unexpectedly.

"That's right, the demon soul matter was just an incidental question; I have other important business finding Fellow Daoist Han this time. However, I must first congratulate you, Fellow Daoist, for your cultivation advancing and finally advancing to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul." Venerable Brother Zhiyang glanced at Han Li and said with a smile.

"Thank you for your praise, Venerable; I just had a chance encounter." Han Li naturally said a few polite words.

"I heard Brother Wei mention that Brother Han possesses magic treasures made of Golden Lightning Bamboo and can drive the legendary Evil-Warding Divine Lightning; I wonder if this matter is true." After asking this, Venerable Brother Zhiyang's expression became solemn.

Han Li was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he fell silent instantly.

He didn't know what the other party's intention was in asking about this, but after a little thought, he felt that the matter of possessing Evil-Warding Divine Lightning was no longer a secret, so there was no need to hide it, and finally nodded and replied:

"That's right, I do have a few Golden Lightning Bamboo magic treasures. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Han Mou doesn't like beating around the bush!"

"Good. With those words from you, Fellow Daoist, you are the person I am looking for. However, the reason for this matter is of great importance, so I cannot speak directly to you here, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble. I can only reveal to you, Fellow Daoist, that this matter is very significant, involves the entire Tiannan cultivation world, and is related to the nameless great whirlpool that has recently appeared in the Boundless Sea." Venerable Brother Zhiyang was overjoyed upon hearing Han Li personally admit to having the divine ability of Evil-Warding Divine Lightning.

"These words are confusing and make me feel bewildered. However, the Fellow Daoist should be looking for Han Mou to do something with the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, right?" Han Li's eyebrows jumped on their own. Although he didn't know what the other party was talking about, it was definitely not a good thing. His vigilance rose instantly!

"I only passed through the Xi Kingdom this time and have other important business to attend to, so I cannot stay here for long. How about this, can you go to the Seven Spirit Islands in the near future? Wei Wei Wuyuan and Old Monster Hehuan are all there. After you arrive there, the three of us will tell you about this matter in detail." Venerable Brother Zhiyang glanced at Old Monster Jin and the others below and suddenly suggested peacefully.

"Seven Spirit Islands? Are those the seven islands that newly appeared near the whirlpool?" Han Li frowned.

"That's right. These seven islands surround the whirlpool; they are truly rare spiritual vein lands. We three have been living on three of these islands for these years." Venerable Brother Zhiyang sighed when he mentioned this, his face showing helplessness.

Han Li was stunned. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that the three of them living on these Seven Spirit Islands was not something they were willing to do. Dozens of thoughts rolled back and forth in his heart.

He hadn't reached the point of arrogantly refusing Venerable Brother Zhiyang's invitation; not to mention the Three Great Cultivators' resounding reputation, the massive forces they represented also made Han Li unwilling to make an enemy of any of the Three Great Cultivators. But to go to the Seven Spirit Islands without knowing anything, Han Li was also unwilling in his heart, and a look of hesitation couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please rest assured. This time, inviting you to the Seven Spirit Islands is definitely without any malice, and will definitely not let you do any dangerous things beyond your ability. It is purely wanting to borrow your Evil-Warding Divine Lightning. And even if I didn't invite you now, in half a year, all the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in Tiannan would receive a joint invitation from the three of us and would also have to go to the Seven Spirit Islands for a gathering. On the contrary, if you help us this time, you won't have to go next time." Venerable Brother Zhiyang seemed to see Han Li's worry and explained with a smile.

"Since Venerable Brother Zhiyang has said so, it seems this matter is truly very urgent. Then in three months, Han Mou will visit the three of you at the Seven Spirit Islands." Han Li was silent for a while and finally agreed reluctantly.

"Three months, the time is a bit tight. Can you advance the time a bit, Fellow Daoist?" Venerable Brother Zhiyang frowned and pondered.

"That probably won't work. I just returned to the sect and have a few urgent matters to deal with; it's impossible to leave the Falling Cloud Sect immediately." Han Li shook his head and refused cleanly.

"Alright, three months it is. It can barely make it in time. In three months, I and the other two Fellow Daoists will be waiting for your arrival at the Seven Spirit Islands." Venerable Brother Zhiyang hesitated but still agreed.

"Actually, going to the Seven Spirit Islands this time, you might even have some unexpected gains, Fellow Daoist! It might even be beneficial to your sect." Venerable Brother Zhiyang said with deep meaning.

Han Li's eyes flickered, and before he understood what was going on, Venerable Brother Zhiyang bid farewell.

He retracted the sound-insulation barrier, said a few words of farewell to Old Monster Jin and the others below, then turned into a white rainbow, flew into the restrictive grand array, and left the Hundred Crafts Academy.

Han Li was somewhat confused by the benefits mentioned at the end, but after a little thought, he couldn't guess anything and threw the matter to the back of his mind, slowly falling downward.

"Do we really have to fight and compete? Fellow Daoist should know that your hope of winning is really not great." At this moment, Han Li was above the peak of a mountain in the mountains surrounding the Hundred Crafts Academy, saying lightly to the person opposite him without surprise or joy. And on the mountain top below, the other cultivators were raising their heads and looking up at the sky.

"As the Great Elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, I cannot just give up the benefits of the sect without a sound. After all, the ranking has a lot to do with the division of resources in Mount Mount Yunmeng. And I am also very curious, what kind of divine abilities does a cultivator who only formed his Nascent Soul thirty years ago have to create such a great reputation? This time, if I am defeated, there will be no need for a formal ranking battle in the future, and our Ancient Sword Sect will be willing to be under the Falling Cloud Sect from now on." The curly-haired elder not far opposite was now full of solemnity.

"Alright. Since Brother Jin has said so, Han Mou will respectfully obey."

Han Li smiled indifferently and didn't say anything else, raising one hand. With a "pu chi" sound, a blue fireball the size of a fist appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

Old Monster Jin also didn't speak, but opened his mouth, and three golden lights shot out. They were actually three identical small swords. These three small swords were originally only an inch in size, golden and hazy, but after circling around their master's body in the blink of an eye, they suddenly expanded to a foot in length, turning into three golden rainbows hovering in the sky!

Seeing the other party summon flying swords, Han Li shook his palm holding the blue fireball casually, and immediately a cracking sound came out. The blue fireball instantly burst in his hand, and then in the blue flames, a blue firebird half a foot in size shot out, emitting a crisp bird cry from its mouth.

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