Chapter 871: Abyss of Demonic Qi

"Hmph! Why does Brother Wei have to ask when you know the answer? I don't believe you don't have a few points of wariness, Fellow Daoist. WWW. feiazw. COM Web

Advancing to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul at such a young age, and possessing several divine abilities that are not weak, once he advances to the late-stage of Nascent Soul, where will there be a place for us in Tiannan?" The black-robed burly man said coldly.

"Hehe! My view might be a bit different from Brother Hehuan's." Wei Wei Wuyuan swept a glance at Old Monster Hehuan and said with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"What is different? Brother Wei might as well say it. Could it be that you still have the confidence to suppress this person after he advances to the late-stage of Nascent Soul, Brother Wei?" Old Monster Hehuan said gloomily.

"Brother Wei, are you willing to let the forces you built up with such great effort be snatched away by him alone in the end? If you are willing to join forces with me, I, Wei, can even make concessions on some matters?" The Hehuan Old Demon said with his eyes narrowed.

"Are you willing to see the massive effort you put into supporting the forces finally all snatched away by him alone, Brother Wei? If you are willing to join forces with me, Wei can even make some concessions on some matters?" Old Monster Hehuan narrowed his eyes and said.

"I have no interest in meddling! Moreover, doesn't Brother Hehuan feel that it's a bit too late to have these thoughts now? If it were when this person was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, I would have been moved if you had paid a sufficient price, Fellow Daoist. But now, the other party's cultivation base is not yet on par with ours, and his divine abilities are not much weaker than ours. I have no interest in forming a grudge with someone of the same level, and I don't want to leave endless troubles for my sect. Don't forget, Fellow Daoist Hehuan, that it is almost impossible to thoroughly annihilate existences of our level. Even if the plan is perfect, it is very likely to fall short. Of course, if you can gather the lineup used to deal with the ancient demon, that would be another matter. But in my opinion, you'd better not do these useless little tricks, Fellow Daoist. It will only provoke the hostility of this person. After all, even if this person really has the chance to unify Tiannan, it won't last long. Don't forget the fate of that Spirit Transformation cultivator who once dominated the entire Tiannan." Wei Wei Wuyuan said with a cold laugh.

Old Monster Hehuan was stunned upon hearing these words, then fell silent after some thought. It was unknown whether he had taken these words to heart.

And at this time, Han Li and Venerable Brother Zhiyang had already dived several thousand zhang deep into the demonic qi.

Under the heavy pressure of spiritual energy, it was impossible for the two of them to fly to the bottom instantly, so they could only sink slowly.

Han Li had long since summoned the Blue Light Shield, which turned into a layer of blue light shield to protect his whole body, while more than thirty golden flying swords turned into sword shadows, rotating rapidly around his body, and his figure sank downward continuously.

As for Venerable Brother Zhiyang beside him, it was even more exaggerated; he actually relied on a white, hazy flying sword turning into a startling rainbow and circling around his body from beginning to end, easily breaking through layers of white spiritual energy, sinking downward side by side with Han Li.

This made Han Li watch, secretly admiring in his heart.

These late-stage Nascent Soul old monsters were indeed existences that were extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Han Li scanned downward with his spiritual sense again. As a result, his spiritual sense was bounced back after only penetrating ten zhang below, with no effect at all.

As for the Clear Spirit Eye, it could penetrate a bit more distance, reaching thirty or forty zhang, but what he saw was still a white, hazy expanse. As for the spiritual energy whirlpools that appeared from time to time, they couldn't escape the divine ability of the Spirit Eye and were all seen by Han Li beforehand and cleverly avoided.

His every move of predicting and avoiding those hidden spiritual energy whirlpools naturally fell into the eyes of Venerable Brother Zhiyang beside him. The Daoist was secretly amazed, and his intention to win over Han Li became even stronger.

As for whether Han Li would advance to the late-stage of Nascent Soul and unify the major forces, the old Daoist was not worried at all.

He was confident that he hadn't misjudged; Han Li was a bitter cultivator who only pursued the Heavenly Dao, and as long as it didn't concern him, he would only cultivate silently and would never do such laborious things. Otherwise, with Han Li's divine abilities, let alone the Falling Cloud Sect, controlling the entire Xi Kingdom would be an easy task.

In this way, this made the old Daoist even more relieved.

After the time it took to eat a meal, Han Li estimated that he had sunk to a depth of over ten thousand zhang and couldn't help but raise his head to look at the sky.

The top was also white and hazy, isolated by spiritual energy, and he couldn't see very far.

And the massive pressure transmitted from the flying swords made him estimate that to sink to such a depth, one truly needed at least a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation base. If it weren't for the fact that the Green Origin Sword Technique he practiced was originally much deeper in magic power than cultivators of the same rank, I fear he would be somewhat struggling now.

Just as Han Li was pondering, Venerable Brother Zhiyang suddenly opened his mouth to remind him:

"Fellow Daoist Han! We are about to reach the bottom; be careful."

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother!" Han Li hurriedly collected his heart and mind, gazing downward.

Sure enough, after going down a few dozen zhang, milky white light appeared deep below, piercing and dazzling, as if it were a thick light curtain.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's sinking figure slowed down, and a moment later, he and Venerable Brother Zhiyang stopped at a high altitude of five or six zhang above the light curtain.

With the assistance of the Spirit Eye, Han Li could clearly see countless strands of demonic qi wriggling endlessly behind the condensed light curtain, pitch black.

"This is the suppressed demonic qi; it's truly quite troublesome, isn't it?" Han Li stared at the light curtain and muttered to himself.

"That's right, there is too much demonic qi below, and it has already formed a demonic qi abyss, and its depth and width are completely unknown. To tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist Han, I once personally experienced entering it once, relying on the evil-warding nature of the technique I practice. But I only went deep within a hundred zhang before I knew I couldn't stay for long and immediately retreated. The demonic nature and quantity of this demonic qi are truly not something ordinary cultivators can come into contact with. Even demon cultivators who practice ancient magic techniques would definitely be demonized and lose their sanity if they entered it." Venerable Brother Zhiyang explained to Han Li.

Han Li nodded upon hearing these words, gazing at the demonic qi behind the light curtain, lost in thought.

"Brother Brother Zhiyang, please wait here for a moment. I will go in and see how powerful this demonic qi is." After a moment, Han Li finally opened his mouth.

"Then take care, Brother Han!" Venerable Brother Zhiyang had long expected Han Li to say this, so he wasn't surprised at all.

Han Li didn't say any more nonsense. After his figure swayed a few times, he appeared at a place within reach of the light curtain. He tapped his toes downward lightly, and a green sword qi a foot long shot out from his feet, instantly piercing through the light curtain and shooting into the demonic qi, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li was stunned, a bit surprised. But immediately he understood; this light curtain was a restriction that was only effective against demonic qi, which saved him from having to perform secret techniques to break the restriction and enter.

Thinking this in his heart, the golden sword shadows surrounding him emitted a thunderous sound.

Strands of thick golden electric arcs jumped from the flying swords, turning into a large electric net that floated on the surface of Han Li's light shield.

With his understanding and mastery of the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, he had long since reached an incredible realm; his two hands pinched a magic technique, and the electric net shrank and deformed rapidly, instantly sticking to the light shield transformed by the Blue Light Shield, forming a massive electric net ball.

And those flying swords, under the movement of his spiritual sense, shrank to a few inches in size and flew into his sleeves one after another, being collected into his body.

Only then did Han Li's figure sink silently into the light curtain, entering the demonic qi without encountering any obstruction.

A thunderous sound suddenly erupted; as soon as he entered below, the pitch-black demonic qi rushed toward him. But in the thunderous sound, the pitch-black demonic qi was all shaken away, but the ones behind still rushed forward to attack.

Han Li didn't act immediately, just standing in place watching groups of demonic qi being shaken away by the golden arcs, then re-condensing and attacking the protective shield.

Han Li frowned, estimating the consumption speed of the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, and had some bottom in his heart.

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then flew toward the depths of the demonic qi.

At this moment, Han Li didn't dare to probe his spiritual sense outside the protective shield at all. After all, the demonic qi here was so dense, and the demonic nature it contained was probably enough to pollute even a cultivator's spiritual sense. He didn't want to suffer a big loss because of carelessness.

The only thing he could rely on now was naturally the Clear Spirit Eye. But in this pitch-black Abyss of Demonic Qi, the Spirit Eye could only see a few zhang away, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so his figure was naturally extremely slow.

However, without going deep for long, only after flying a distance of two hundred zhang, Han Li stopped his figure and looked around in place for a while.

A moment later, he didn't even think about it and turned around to return along the original path.

"The Evil-Warding Divine Lightning is indeed sharp; you stayed inside for such a long time, Brother, and are still unharmed. Truly worthy of having such a great reputation." As soon as Han Li came out of the light curtain, Venerable Brother Zhiyang greeted him with a smile.

"It's nothing; this is also because the demonic qi is not being manipulated by anyone, so it could be easily shaken away. I will return to the top first." Han Li smiled, his expression as usual.

Venerable Brother Zhiyang didn't ask much, nodded in agreement, and then Han Li retracted the golden arcs, summoned the flying swords again, and the two flew toward the top.

"How is it? With your Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, Fellow Daoist, you should be fine in the demonic qi!" As soon as Han Li and the Daoist flew out of the whirlpool and appeared in front of the two, Wei Wei Wuyuan asked unhurriedly.

"It seems Han Mou can go in and give it a try. However, before agreeing, I intend to ask the several Fellow Daoists where exactly the array disk is intended to be buried; if it is too deep in the demonic qi, I fear my Evil-Warding Divine Lightning won't be able to support such consumption." Han Li pondered for a moment and said without hesitation.

"The specific location, let's talk about it after returning to the cave dwelling. The array disk is still in the hands of those few array masters; we must take the array disk first and discuss it carefully before we can really let you go down, Fellow Daoist. After all, this array disk is also not easy to make and cannot be lost." Old Monster Hehuan said lightly.

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