Chapter 910: Entering the Secret Cave

"How is it? Are you confident that you can imprison and capture them both before the avatar of the Old Demon Brother Xuan Ye gives a warning? Otherwise, if they escape, they will surely alert the enemy," one of the two figures transmitted their voice to the other in an exceptionally sharp and thin tone.

"Hmph! The so-called avatar of King Brother Xuan Ye is merely a Soul-Extraction and Spirit-Transformation secret technique, forcibly refining his subordinates into his own subsidiary puppets; their intelligence is greatly diminished. Although they have the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul stage, they are much easier to deal with than normal cultivators of the same rank. Joining forces, capturing them is not a difficult task. But at a time like this, for the Old Demon to let his avatars come out to act alone, it is truly Heaven helping us. Once we destroy them, it will be equivalent to cutting off one of his arms. By then, we will have even more certainty in our actions," the other deep voice said, speaking in a sinister manner.

"Brother Brother Tian Feng is quite right. It is just that I find it a bit strange; what kind of person were these two avatars tracking that they were sent out of the ancient tomb at such a critical moment, and now they seem to have suddenly lost their target?" the first voice asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Who knows? Whoever it is, it has no impact on our plan. Once King Brother Xuan Ye leaves the tomb chamber, his cultivation will surely be greatly reduced; this is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity. Usually, this Old Demon is extremely cunning and would never leave the tomb chamber for even half a step. If it weren't for this True Lord setting a trap for him this time, I fear we would still have no chance at all. After all, as long as the Old Demon is in the ancient tomb, his divine abilities are not the slightest bit inferior to a late Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Hehe! If the Old Demon Brother Xuan Ye knew that you, Fellow Daoist, had leaked the plan to the other two great clans in advance, I wonder what his expression would become. I presume those two great clans have already secretly invited their backing sects and are waiting for the Old Demon to take the bait. Moreover, even if the Old Demon has other divine abilities and luckily manages to escape the encirclement, we are still lying in ambush outside the tomb chamber. He will not be able to fly away," the sharp voice said with a treacherous laugh.

"Not bad. This time, our brothers have been planning for nearly ten years to succeed. Furthermore, from the day we set the trap, we have always had subordinates monitoring every move of the Old Demon, which is why we could grasp the timing of his actions so perfectly. Once this demon is removed, his favorite concubine, 'Lady Lady Yu Hua', and his only son, who has just advanced to a Corpse King, will be unable to withstand a single joint strike from the three of us. By then, whether it is the treasures the Old Demon has collected for so many years or the thousands of corpse soldiers sleeping in the mausoleum, it will be enough for the three of us to split equally. And I heard that the Old Demon's Heavenly Corpse Body is nearing completion; with his cautious nature, I presume the Heavenly Corpse Pearl he is about to refine to completion is also hidden somewhere in the tomb chamber. As long as we obtain this pearl and remove his original primordial spirit, even if we are not Corpse King bodies, we can use this object to refine our bodies into copper heads and iron arms, impervious to water and fire. This is the best treasure for refining a Dharma body," the voice of that 'Brother Brother Tian Feng' revealed a hint of greed.

"Hehe! The cultivation technique this old man practices does not focus on Dharma body refinement. I have no interest in this Heavenly Corpse Pearl at all; I only need the thousands of corpse soldiers in the mausoleum. With these corpse soldiers as subordinates, I can establish my own force in the Wudong Mountains," the sharp voice said with a light laugh.

"I knew Fellow Daoist Yin would say that; only Fellow Daoist's Corpse Spirit Technique can drive these corpse soldiers with ease. Otherwise, among so many fellow Daoists, our brothers would only seek out you. The two of us and you are each taking what we need!" the other person seemed very happy to hear this.

"Naturally, but the time is almost up. Brother Kuangsha is tailing the Old Demon, so I presume there is no problem. To prevent any long delays leading to more trouble, let us quickly destroy the Old Demon's two avatars and then turn back to lie in ambush by the mausoleum. Otherwise, if the Old Demon escapes back to the mausoleum, it would be a great disaster," the owner of the sharp voice looked at the two green figures still wandering in the distance and suggested.

"Hmm, indeed the time is almost up. That Old Demon should have already run out of the Xueling Mountain Range, let us act."

'Brother Brother Tian Feng' hesitated slightly before nodding in agreement.

At this moment, the two green figures in the distance were still roaring irritably.

A moment later, they suddenly felt an astonishing spiritual energy fluctuation erupting from behind them, and they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the same time.

What met their eyes was a vast expanse of pitch-black demonic clouds and an astonishing white, misty hurricane, suddenly pressing down upon them from high in the sky, swallowing them both in an instant...

At this moment, Han Li was standing in front of a stone door hidden behind a waterfall, unaware that a great trouble that was about to descend upon him had been strangely and unintentionally resolved by others. Otherwise, if those two avatars had come together, although Han Li could have easily slaughtered the powerful enemies, his last chance to unseal his magic power would surely have been exhausted.

His gaze was currently fixed on the lower right corner of the stone door, where there was a small, slightly protruding hole about an inch in size.

Han Li brushed his hand over his storage pouch, and the silver-glittering key appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his finger, a silver light shot out and hit exactly into the hole.

The front half of the key was the right size and inserted perfectly into the hole, with only the handle of the back half exposed.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly and extended a finger to lightly point at the key.

A thread of cyan, misty spiritual energy shot accurately onto the key, and immediately the handle of the key turned half a circle on its own. The originally cold, gray-white stone door immediately flashed with spiritual light, and a layer of milky-white curtain emerged. Then, after a slight tremor, the stone door slowly rose, and a small cave entrance appeared before his eyes.

Han Li glanced at the cave entrance and walked in unhurriedly.

After walking only about ten feet, a teleportation formation about a foot in size appeared before his eyes, and the seven or eight grooves around the formation were all empty.

Seeing this scene, Han Li chuckled.

If someone who didn't know the mystery of it were to place spirit stones in all these grooves, they would likely be torn to pieces by the power of space the moment they teleported.

The person who designed this Feng family secret cave back then was truly deep in schemes!

Han Li walked a few steps to the front of the formation, his gaze flickering a few times before he shook his sleeves, and five low-tier spirit stones flew into five of the grooves. Then, with a wave of his hand, he cast a magic art onto the formation.

Immediately, the entire teleportation formation emitted a low humming sound!

With Han Li's attainments in formations, he could naturally tell at a glance if there was anything wrong with the teleportation formation. Feeling reassured, he swayed his body and stood in the center of the teleportation formation.

White rosy light rolled out, and Han Li's figure disappeared within the spiritual light.

The teleportation distance was clearly not far, and with Han Li's powerful spiritual sense, he didn't even feel much dizziness, appearing in an unknown great hall amidst the flashing white light.

With a sweep of his gaze, the situation inside the hall was fully revealed.

This place was not very large, only about twenty feet or so, and the ground and four walls were exceptionally clean, all built of that strange warm stone. There were not many things in the hall, only two rows of emerald-green wooden shelves and three silver boxes a few feet in size.

This was the Feng family secret cave. Its scale was even smaller than Han Li had expected.

Those wooden shelves didn't know what kind of rare wood they were made of; they had been stored here for a long time, yet their color remained unchanged, and they even faintly emitted a faint, clear fragrance.

On one shelf, pieces of magic tools of different tiers were placed, mainly mid-tier magic tools, about thirty or so pieces, and several pieces of unknown magic treasures were mixed among them, which were particularly eye-catching. On another shelf were pieces of jade slips of different colors, nearly a hundred of them, densely filling the wooden shelf.

Han Li didn't look much at those magic tools and magic treasures, nor did he look at the few silver boxes, and without a word, he walked toward the wooden shelf where the jade slips were placed.

After a brief sweep of his gaze, he picked one up at random and immersed his spiritual sense into it, sweeping through it quickly.

With Han Li's powerful spiritual sense, after the time it takes to eat a meal, these jade slips had all been read through. As a result, there were no cultivation techniques related to Buddhism among them, which made him feel greatly surprised.

Could it be that the words of that Feng Zhen were false?

Han Li shook his head and cast this thought to the back of his mind. He had used the Dream-Inducing Technique to check the truth of the other party's words; with the other party's spiritual sense, it was impossible to deceive him.

After pondering in his heart, Han Li's gaze finally fell on the three silver boxes.

After a moment of contemplation, Han Li walked over in a few steps, shook his sleeves, and opened them one by one.

One box was full of mid-tier spirit stones, numbering in the hundreds. Another was filled with jade boxes of various sizes.

After Han Li's spiritual sense penetrated through, he discovered that they were all rare materials for refining tools and pills, and at a glance, he knew they were even more valuable than the box full of spirit stones.

After opening these two boxes and still not finding his own things, Han Li's expression couldn't help but darken a bit.

After the last box was lifted, what appeared before Han Li's eyes was a stack of talismans of various sizes flashing with different colors of spiritual light. Han Li immediately revealed a look of disappointment, but after his spiritual sense carefully swept through this box, his expression stirred, and he suddenly extended a hand to grab at the box in the void.

With a "whoosh" sound, an object shot out from beneath the numerous talismans and fell into Han Li's hand.

Looking closely, it was a crimson wooden box about half a foot long, with a pale yellow talisman pasted on it, and the surface of the wooden box was carved with some Buddhist scriptures and symbols.

Han Li looked at the talisman and saw at a glance that it was just an ordinary talisman used to seal spiritual energy, so without hesitation, he tore off the talisman and opened the wooden box.

As a result, the moment the lid was lifted, a seven-colored spiritual light shot out from the box in all directions; the object emitting this Buddha light was surprisingly a milky-white, bead-shaped object the size of a thumb.

"Sarira!" Han Li spat out a word, and his face couldn't help but reveal a look of joy.

Because in the wooden box, together with the Sarira, there were surprisingly two Buddhist magic tools and a yellow jade slip.

The magic tools were a Dharma wheel and a string of pale golden Buddha beads, flashing with faint spiritual light. And although the jade slip didn't look eye-catching, Han Li's mind was entirely on this object at the moment.

With a reach of his hand, he took out the jade slip, and impatiently immersed his spiritual sense into it.

Net ===== CHAPTER 911 =====