Chapter 889: Gold Flame Stone

Han Li's gaze did not fall on the bat, but toward the line of cultivators standing on the giant bat's back. WwW. feiazw. CoM Net

Although they were still far apart, with the blue light flickering in his pupils, he had already seen the appearance of these people clearly. He couldn't help but be startled.

This group of people had eight people, four men and four women. The men were dressed in brocade robes and jade belts, with magnificent attire. The women were barefoot in white robes, with gold belts wrapped around their waists; they were not dressed in the Tuwu people's attire at all.

Han Li felt somewhat suspicious.

However, what made him feel at ease was that apart from the two leaders who were at the Core Formation stage, the rest were only Foundation Establishment cultivators. It seemed they were not targeting him.

Just as Han Li's thoughts were like lightning, the giant bat, which was five or six feet tall, had already flown over the caravan, flapped its giant wings wildly a few times, and stopped instantly.

A hurricane rushed toward the caravan, and immediately several carriages bearing the brunt were overturned, and leather bags, boxes, and other items were thrown out one after another, breaking open. Many ores, medicinal herbs, and the like were scattered all over the ground.

As for the mortals who were blown down to the ground by the gale, there were many of them.

This made those Tuwu Immortal Masters, whose expressions had changed slightly, feel even more terrified, and they looked at each other.

"Which of you is the leader, come out and speak." A man in his forties on the giant bat scanned the caravan below and said coldly in the Tuwu language. This person was one of the Core Formation stage cultivators, and the other was a white-clothed woman in her twenties, who, although she had some beauty, had a face as cold as frost.

Upon hearing this, Ying Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately walked out of the crowd, bowed, and wanted to speak.

"I am not referring to mortals, but to you Immortal Masters." The man's expression sank, and he said impatiently. The giant bat under his feet suddenly flapped a single wing, and another gale struck, blowing Ying Lu until he couldn't stand steadily, and he retreated repeatedly, almost sitting on the ground.

The remaining Tuwu Immortal Masters saw this, and their hearts became even more terrified.

The other party's intentions seemed unkind.

So the next moment, all their gazes turned toward Han Li.

After all, in the cultivation world, it was automatic for the one with the highest cultivation to become the leader, which didn't seem unreasonable.

Seeing this situation, Han Li felt a burst of depression in his heart.

However, he also discovered one thing.

That was, up to this point, Feng Yue and the other Tuwu cultivator who was hiding had still not walked out of the carriage.

Feng Yue not coming out was understandable. Anyway, his death was approaching, so he was naturally somewhat self-abandoned and not afraid of offending high-level cultivators. But the other person, the Tuwu cultivator he had been curious about, was also only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and yet they were also arrogant enough not to come out. This was a big problem!

"Could it be that these people are targeting this person?" Han Li thought to himself.

"I don't know what business the two Seniors and the few Fellow Daoists have here. Are you looking for someone or something, or do you have other orders? We will certainly cooperate with all our might." With no other choice, Han Li stepped forward and said calmly.

Hearing such unyielding words, cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and after circling around the cloak on Han Li's head, he suddenly said expressionlessly:

"To speak with me, take off your cloak first. I want to see your face."

Han Li heard this, and felt a burst of depression in his heart. But he thought that in previous fights with Tuwu Immortal Masters, he had never revealed his true face, and this was not a big deal. So he didn't say much and took off his cloak, revealing his ordinary face.

These men and women on the giant bat all cast their gazes on Han Li's face, and Han Li even felt spiritual energy fluctuations emitted from the man's eyes, as he was actually using some secret technique to observe him.

"It is his true face. Not that traitor." A moment later, the cold light in the man's eyes converged, and he said to the Core Formation stage woman beside him.

Upon hearing this, the woman nodded, and her gaze turned to the other Tuwu Immortal Masters, and she also shook her head.

Only then did the man turn to Han Li and say indifferently:

"Call out your companions; we are looking for someone, and we suspect they are mixed into your caravan. Once we find them, we will leave. We won't do anything to you."

The man on the giant bat said this, but after a low whisper, he waved his hand immediately.

The other six Foundation Establishment men and women on the giant bat flew out instantly, stopping above the carriage where Feng Yue and the other hidden Tuwu cultivator were, clearly having found their target.

And the two carriages were still silent even now.

The rest of the people saw this, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

The big man named Ba and the tribe leader who hired the other person turned pale as paper.

Han Li frowned but didn't say anything.

The man on the giant bat saw that there was no movement in the carriage, and couldn't help but sneer, flipped his palm, and several fist-sized fireballs appeared.

With a light flick, all the fireballs shot straight toward one of the carriages.

At this moment, a bitter laugh finally came from that carriage.

"Commander Gu! I have already fled to the Tianlan grassland, hiding so far away. Why must you still kill me? Is it really necessary to put me to death?" Before the words fell, the entire carriage burst apart, and then a wisp of white cold mist collided with the fireballs, and immediately these few fireballs vanished in the cold mist in a flash.

A fierce young man in his twenties, holding a crystal-clear snow-white round bead, appeared on the spot. His expression was uncertain.

The cultivators on the giant bat saw this scene, but everyone revealed a look of joy.

"Jiang Jianying, the Snow Crystal Bead is indeed in your hands. The Palace Master asked you to take this bead to invite the North Cold Mountain's North Xuan Elder. You actually dared to steal this bead and run away. Now what else do you have to say? If you are sensible, obediently go back with us. Perhaps you can still keep a remnant soul." The man's joy faded, and he said ferociously.

At the same time, the Core Formation stage woman said coldly, "Even if that's the case, so what? Don't forget. You have today's cultivation and realm because the Palace used various spirit pills and medicines to pile it up. Otherwise, decades ago you were just a beggar, and would have long since turned into a pile of bones. Could you still be a cultivator? Moreover, the Palace even helped you marry and have children, leaving descendants. You repay the Palace with this body, what is wrong with that?"

"Fart. It should be said that if I, Jiang, didn't have Ice Spiritual Roots, would the Palace have adopted me? With my exotic spiritual roots, even if the Palace didn't adopt me, I would have become a disciple of some other sect sooner or later. As for marrying and having children, these small favors want me to pay with my life? The Palace really has a good plan?" The young man sneered, and then without the slightest hesitation, he lifted the snow-white crystal bead in his hand, and a wisp of white cold mist emerged from the bead, turning into a cold mist twenty or thirty feet in size that covered him.

"You have long had rebellious thoughts, no wonder you don't even care about your wife and children. Just take you back and hand you over to the Palace for punishment. You think you can resist us with this Snow Crystal Bead. It's truly wishful thinking." The woman said expressionlessly, waved her hand, and the six Foundation Establishment cultivators simultaneously raised their hands, and a red magic flag appeared in their hands, then they threw it out, turning into six clusters of red flames that merged into one.

A fire cloud about an acre in size appeared above the cold mist and pressed down slowly.

From the moment the fierce young man appeared, these people started talking in the Great Jin language, so the other Tuwu people didn't understand what they were saying at all, and were completely confused. Han Li had long since learned the Great Jin language, and was listening in a daze on the side.

"What Palace? Commander? How I listen, it seems to be not much different from the ordinary cultivation sects, somewhat similar to those large and small forces in the Chaotic Star Sea. Could it be that the Great Jin cultivation world is also as chaotic and complex as the Chaotic Star Sea?"

Although the Tuwu people didn't understand the Great Jin language, they also knew the situation was bad. Those mortals had long since secretly retreated, hiding one after another.

Those Tuwu Immortal Masters were afraid of causing any misunderstandings, so they didn't dare to leave rashly, and could only add some protective shields to themselves one after another to prevent being accidentally injured.

The fire cloud and the cold mist below collided, the heat and cold qi intertwined and flowed, turning into bursts of cold steam that swept in all directions.

It looked quite astonishing.

Although the Snow Crystal Bead was miraculous, the fierce young man was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and didn't even have the ability to refine this item, let alone drive it as he wished. At the first clash, the cold mist immediately fell into a disadvantage. The fierce young man in the cold mist clearly knew it was bad, and tried his best to drive the cold mist to rush out of the fire cloud, but was always trapped in the fire cloud by the six cultivators working together.

After a meal's time, the cold mist shrank bit by bit. The fierce young man tried his best to inject magic power into the bead, but still couldn't resist the grinding of the fire cloud, and after a meal's time, it finally became only a few feet in size.

"Commander Gu, you should make a move. He is still of some use, and must be captured alive." Seeing this situation, the Core Formation stage woman suddenly turned to the man and said.

"Rest assured. I, Gu, will handle this." The man nodded coldly, and his body turned into a white rainbow, shooting into the cold mist.

The six Foundation Establishment cultivators saw this, and simultaneously cast spells to withdraw the fire cloud around them.

The cold mist rolled uncertainly, and a moment later, a loud bang and a muffled groan came from within. Then the cold mist gradually receded, revealing the situation inside.

The man stood proudly on the spot, holding the unconscious young man in one hand and the Snow Crystal Bead in the other.

With the other party's cultivation severely damaged, the man's Core Formation stage attack was naturally successful in one blow.

The Core Formation stage woman saw this, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face.

"Watch him well. This time it wasn't in vain." The man flicked his hand, threw the young man to a subordinate, and ordered. Then his gaze turned, and he looked at Han Li and the others who had been watching the battle, a look of contemplation appearing on his face.

"Don't look for trouble. This is the Tianlan grassland, not our Nine Immortals Palace. Although we have greeted the Tianlan Sacred Palace, it is better not to provoke trouble. The Tuwu people are very protective of their own!" The woman saw this, frowned, and said.

"I know, let's go. Eh, this is..." The man nodded and was about to fly back to the giant bat when his gaze turned inadvertently, and he suddenly landed on something scattered on the ground, letting out a surprised exclamation.

Han Li saw this and also looked over, only to see a semi-transparent, egg-shaped stone lying there.

This stone was somewhat peculiar; the exterior was crystal clear and transparent, but inside, a flame-like golden light flowed uncertainly, emitting a strange light. Most of the stone's surface was dirty, making it inconspicuous before. But after being washed by the steam just now, it revealed part of its true appearance.

"Gold Flame Stone! It's actually Gold Flame Stone! Han kid, your opportunity is truly extraordinary." Han Li felt it was somewhat familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere before, but Great Expansion Divine Lord's surprised exclamation of wonder came first in his mind.

Only then did he remember that this item was exactly one of the most critical materials needed to refine the replica Seven Flame Fan! It had been extinct in Tiannan for many years, and even Great Expansion Divine Lord didn't have full confidence in whether it could be found in Great Jin.

At this moment, the man also seemed to recognize the origin of this stone, and with a look of wild joy on his face, his body flashed, arrived beside the Gold Flame Stone, bent down, and went to pick up the item excitedly.

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At this moment, the man seemed to have recognized the origin of this stone. With a look of wild joy in his eyes, his figure flashed, and he arrived beside the Golden Flame Stone. He bent over and began to pick up the object with extreme excitement.

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