Chapter 934: The Might of the Three Corpses

Han Li's expression sank. He flicked his fingers at the three people who had started running behind him, and three streaks of sword Qi slashed down. Before those three could fly even a few zhang away, they were engulfed by the cyan sword light that had arrived first despite being launched later.

Three miserable screams erupted from within the sword light, and several clumps of blood rain fell from thin air, causing a thick, bloody stench to rise.

On the other side, the hunchbacked old man looked back through the blood mist and saw this scene. Scared out of his wits, he immediately disregarded the consequences and injected all of his spiritual power into the blood mist around him. His escape speed actually increased by another thirty percent in an instant, and he was already within sight of a street a few dozen zhang away.

He did not harbor hope that he could truly shake off Han Li's pursuit; he only needed to reach a place where mortals mingled. The other party would surely have many misgivings and find it inconvenient to strike, so he would likely be able to save his small life for the time being.

However, Han Li, who hadn't moved a single step from his spot, gave a cold laugh and lightly pointed a finger at the distant blood mist. The red thread that had killed Shopkeeper Feng suddenly appeared a zhang behind the blood mist, and then, with a flash of red light, it pierced straight through the blood mist.

After a wail, the blood mist dissipated, and the hunchbacked old man fell straight down from the sky. Following that, a cyan light hand flew over like a ghost, tossed aside the three spirit tools, grabbed the old man in its grasp, and after a spin, flew toward Han Li.

That red thread flickered in the air, vanished into thin air without a sound, and hid its tracks, but the next moment, it appeared once again before Han Li.

Han Li raised a hand, and it slowly landed in his palm; it was actually a flying needle an inch long.

This needle was crystal clear, neither gold nor wood, and the red light radiating from its surface was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, truly quite eerie.

Han Li glanced at the flying needle in his hand, a satisfied expression appearing on his face. He had spent quite a bit of effort from start to finish using the crystallized demon core to refine this flying needle, and its might appeared to be truly significant. At the very least, its speed and the effect of hiding its tracks had both reached the expected results. Furthermore, it was a magic treasure; if it were nurtured and refined a little more, its might could be further elevated.

With a flip of his palm, the flying needle vanished directly, having been stored inside his body. Only then did he raise his head to look at the hunchbacked old man who had been grabbed back by the light hand, his face expressionless.

At this moment, the old man had a thumb-sized hole pierced through his abdomen, and the majority of his body was tightly gripped by the light hand, making it impossible for him to move even a fraction. His face was completely devoid of color.

Seeing Han Li look over, the old man was filled with great fear and forced a smile. His mouth was even filled with a fawning expression as he hurriedly tried to curry favor:

"A misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding. For a senior to possess such divine abilities, you are certainly not the person we were looking for. This junior must have found the wrong person. A senior of your stature has a vast heart; please don't lower yourself to the level of this junior. This junior is a member of the Kong family of Guanning. If there is anything senior wishes to ask, this junior will tell you everything one by one..." The old man seemed to know that his end was truly grim, so he hurriedly blurted out a pile of words, hoping that one of them might move the other party and allow him to keep his life.

But at this moment, Han Li raised his hand, and a talisman shot onto the old man's body. The old man's begging voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes instantly became dazed and vacant.

"There is no need for such trouble. As for the things Han Mou wishes to know, it is more reassuring to investigate them myself." Han Li muttered a low whisper, backhanded a summon to the few spirit tools on the ground, sucked them into his hand, and turned to walk toward the courtyard.

The cyan giant hand gripped the old man tightly and followed Han Li as they drifted into the courtyard.

A very simple concealment barrier had been set up in the courtyard, which Han Li couldn't even bring himself to look at. After casually casting a few Dharma spells with his hand, he broke this Dharma array.

Then, bringing the old man with him, he entered one of the rooms.

After the time it takes to eat a meal, Han Li casually used a fireball to turn the old man on the ground into ashes, causing him to vanish from the world while he was completely unaware. He then sat down on a wooden chair in the room, propped his chin up with one hand, and began to ponder.

Just now, he had used the "Dream-Guiding Technique," and without needing to care for the other party's sanity, he had almost emptied out everything the old man knew.

This hunchbacked old man was, just as he had said earlier, the deacon left behind by the Kong family in Jinjing.

This person was quite capable; two years ago, because of a trivial matter, Shopkeeper Feng had been found by this person, and after a series of threats, he had no choice but to submit to the Kong family.

After all, how could a mortal dare to oppose a cultivator?

And this time, when Han Li used Feng Yue's jade pendant to find Shopkeeper Feng, he was naturally sold out by this person to the old man and his group, who wanted to use this to perform a great meritorious service.

As a result, once the old man heard that it was actually the eldest young master of the Feng family that the family had been searching for for a long time, he was naturally ecstatic and wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He immediately set a trap and personally set out, preparing to ambush this "Feng Yue."

But the moment Han Li left the restaurant, he saw through the old man's inferior Qi-restraining technique at a glance. He knew that Shopkeeper Feng had run into trouble, but he naturally wouldn't fear a Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, there were many mortals at the restaurant, and it was equally inconvenient to strike directly, so he took the opportunity to investigate the matter and took a carriage to this place.

As a result, the old man and the few Foundation Establishment cultivators who were lying in ambush were casually wiped out by him as if he were pinching a few ants to death.

Han Li didn't care about these matters in the slightest; he had vaguely harbored this suspicion from the beginning. Otherwise, if someone were truly coming for him personally, it would be a huge joke for a Core Formation cultivator to be lying in ambush here.

However, Han Li was greatly surprised by another matter he had searched from the hunchbacked old man's spiritual sense.

It turned out that the Ginseng King Assembly, jointly held by the three Guanning families, had just ended when it suddenly erupted that the Kong family ancestor was an evil demon who had occupied the body after devouring the primordial spirit. At that time, the heads of the other two families joined forces with a group of high-tier cultivators invited from their backing sects and directly killed this possessed Kong family old man on the spot, not even letting his primordial spirit escape.

With this, the Kong family's strength was suddenly greatly damaged, falling from the leader of the three families to the bottom. But just at this moment, the Brother Xuan Ye King, who had been hiding deep in the Xueling Mountain Range, learned that his subordinates had been wiped out and was suddenly enraged. He actually raised the ancient tomb straight out of the ground, released thousands of tomb-guarding corpse guards who all possessed Foundation Establishment cultivation, and blatantly deployed the Yellow Springs Ghost Array, killing his way out of the mountain range.

As a result, the three families and those high-tier cultivators who came to assist fought a great battle against the three corpses in the ancient tomb. While they did wipe out quite a few refined corpses, many of the three families' low-tier cultivators were also swallowed by the ghost array.

As for the few Nascent Soul-level cultivators, they hadn't gained any advantage in the hands of the three corpses who relied on the ancient tomb and the ghost array. Even after the exchange, one of them had been seriously injured due to a moment of negligence. As a result, the three families and these sect cultivators were completely trapped on the mountain peak where the Ginseng King Assembly was held by the ghost array that stretched for a hundred miles. They could only rely on the few great arrays that had been set up on the mountain peak earlier to barely protect themselves.

In fact, this was also because those sect cultivators had been too dismissive of the old demon after wounding the Brother Xuan Ye King by surprise in the ambush. They had thought that since this demon had just been seriously injured, he should be easy to deal with. But they never expected that the Brother Xuan Ye King, who originally only had Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation, would immediately display cultivation almost equivalent to the Nascent Soul late-stage once he had the ancient tomb to rely on, as if he had completely turned into two people. The other two corpses also had Nascent Soul early-stage cultivation, so the moment they met, someone suffered a great loss and lost their combat strength.

There was nothing left to say about what followed. While the Brother Xuan Ye King possessed profound magic power, he had caused such a great commotion. After trapping these cultivators for over a month, he finally alarmed a Nascent Soul late-stage great cultivator from a nearby Daoist sect who rushed over and unleashed earth-shaking great divine abilities, startling the three corpses away in one go and forcing them to retreat back into the depths of the Xueling Mountain Range.

This Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator had no intention of pursuing them and simply drifted away just like that.

After the three families' cultivators were saved, they naturally didn't dare to linger in the vicinity any longer and withdrew all their forces from the edge of the mountain range, lest the Brother Xuan Ye King make a comeback.

And the three corpses were also afraid that the Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator would intervene in this matter again, so they naturally didn't dare to leave the mountain easily, and the hostilities ceased there.

Of course, what Han Li knew was only a portion of what the old man should have known, but Han Li associated this with the situation where he encountered the Brother Xuan Ye King seriously injured when he came out of the Feng family's secret cave that day, and he couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder for a while.

This Brother Xuan Ye King was a bit too fierce. He had already been seriously injured in the battle against the Mad Sand Person in the Xueling Mountain Range that day, yet in such a short time after returning to the tomb, he had actually caused such a great commotion again, looking as if he had fully recovered his vitality.

However, Han Li, who didn't know how many spirit pills and medicines he had consumed, knew very well that there absolutely couldn't be any pill in this world that could allow one's vitality to recover so quickly. Even he, with sufficient pills, still hadn't recovered to his peak cultivation to this day.

Then there was only one possibility: that old demon's Ten Thousand Year Corpse King Art was sufficiently tyrannical, or the cultivation technique he practiced had some unique divine ability in recovering vitality, allowing for such an astonishing recovery speed.

However, speaking of the Corpse King's divine abilities, Han Li couldn't help but think of the Heavenly Corpse Pearl he had stored in his body. When he was practicing the Bright King Art, he had already felt the miraculous effect of this pearl. Otherwise, relying solely on that Vajra Sarira, whether he could have successfully practiced the second layer of the Bright King Art was still a matter of ambiguity.

Since this pearl had such miraculous effects, perhaps the Brother Xuan Ye King's rapid recovery of vitality was related to this pearl.

After Han Li quietly pondered for a while, he put this matter to the back of his mind and began to consider his plan in Jinjing.

As for where to stay, there was no need to mention it. Since this residence was related to Shopkeeper Feng, he couldn't stay here for long. Otherwise, once this person went missing for a few days, someone would naturally investigate here, and that would be a bit troublesome. It would be better to just find a Daoist temple or a temple to rent for a period of time. These places were still quite quiet, and they were much better than an inn.

In addition, he also needed to go to the local cultivation market in Jinjing to inquire about some details regarding the auction.

Han Li finished his calculations in his heart in a moment, immediately drifted away from this residence, and his whereabouts became unknown.

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