A Record of a Mortal s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 841: Volume 6, Spirit Treasures Chapter 838: Initial Appearance of the Demon Shadow Chapter 841: Volume 6, Spirit Treasures Chapter 838: Initial Appearance of the Demon Shadow Fairy Violet Spirit turned pale upon seeing such a huge ice mountain that seemingly could not be supported, and she couldn’t help but glance at Han Li beside her.

Han Li stood in the middle of the light shield transformed by the shield at this moment, his expression as calm as ever, without a hint of panic.

Seeing this, Fairy Violet Spirit was greatly reassured.

She knew that Han Li must have other protective means, which was why he was so composed.

To Fairy Violet Spirit’s surprise, in the time that followed, Han Li didn’t activate any Daoist paper talismans or Divine Skills.

Although the blue ice mountain shook under the impact of stone cliffs and gusts of wind, it was exceptionally tough and, in the end, not a single crack appeared.

Only then did Fairy Violet Spirit realize, delighted, that the blue ice was not formed by ordinary cold air condensation; it seemed to be even three times harder than refined steel.

After a time as long as it takes to brew a cup of tea, the astonishing gusts finally swept past frenetically, and the distant rumble, like the white line, faded into silence.

“What in the world is this?” asked Fairy Violet Spirit as she let out a breath of air, transforming the colorful dawn light back into an embroidered cloth and storing it in her hand.

She looked at Han Li with a puzzled expression.

“I’m not sure.

However, the Spiritual Energy coming from afar is off, very chaotic.

And that gust was truly shocking, not something ordinary people could create.

Could it be that one of the tears in space has an issue?

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But with such a fierce blast, I don’t think the inner valley restrictive formations could hold it back.

Nascent Soul cultivators encountering it would fare better-they mostly have the ability to protect themselves.

But if it reaches the outer valley, those Core Formation cultivators are really in for bad luck,” Han Li said in a murmuring tone, his gaze flickering.

After hearing Han Li’s words, Fairy Violet Spirit’s brows furrowed tightly.

She extended her Divine Sense to probe ahead as well.

Although she could sense a bit of abnormality in the Spiritual Energy, that place was simply too distant for her Divine Sense, preventing her from sensing anything more detailed.

“There is something wrong indeed.

Brother Han, do you intend to go check it out?” Fairy Violet Spirit blinked her beautiful eyes and asked in a soft voice.

“Go there?

Why would we go there?

No matter if that gust is man-made or coincidentally erupted on its own, it’s not a good place to be.

I am a bit curious, but I don’t want to go looking for trouble.

Let’s return the way we came!

After all, most of our objectives for entering the valley this time have been achieved, and now, after this startling change, the Ghost Spirit Sect most likely won’t have the capacity to seek us out.

It’s a good opportunity for an escape,” Han Li hesitated for a moment before slowly voicing his decision.

Then, he pointed a finger towards the huge shield in front of him.

Suddenly, the light shield on his body rapidly disintegrated and vanished, and the shield quickly shrank before turning into a few inches in size and entering his sleeve.

As for the ice mountain in front of him, Han Li extended a palm and lightly pressed it against the ice wall.

Suddenly, a brilliant blue light burst forth, and the ice mountain shrank and melted away in an instant.

Moments later, a small clump of blue fire, identical to the one from before, merged into the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, shock flickered in Fairy Violet Spirit’s bright eyes.

Han Li lifted his hand and looked at it, a trace of satisfaction on his face.

This technique of reabsorbing the Celestial Ice Flame into his body was something he had just grasped, using the bit of enlightenment gained in the illusionary entrapment.

Although it was his first time performing it, it was surprisingly as smooth as if he was already experienced in it, as if he had practiced many times before.

This was quite unexpected even to Han Li himself!

This indicated that what he experienced in the illusion was not some illusory delusion; it truly was a higher level of understanding of the heavens and earth.

With such a firsthand experience of the realm, his chances of advancing to the mid Nascent Soul stage were greatly hopeful.

A faint smile appeared on Han Li’s face as he turned to say something more to Fairy Violet Spirit.

But just at that moment, there was a flicker of light from behind them in the sky, followed by two streaks of light flying towards them, one after the other.

One was yellow and the other white, wobbling uncertainly as if fleeing for their lives, hurtling towards them.

“Huh!” Han Li exclaimed softly as his Divine Sense swept over them, surprised.

“Do you know those two people, Brother Han?” Fairy Violet Spirit also probed with her Divine Sense, only able to discern that the masters of the two streaks of light were Nascent Soul cultivators.

She couldn’t gather more information and couldn’t help but ask.

“Of course, I know them.

There’s a bit of a grudge between us!” Han Li’s brows furrowed slightly before he stared curiously into the distance and said indifferently.

The two people in the distant streaks of light, one had a sallow complexion and wore a yellow robe; he was none other than Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu from Yellow Maple Valley.

Beside him, a woman in white with a pale complexion and a cold demeanor turned out to be the Great Elder of the Masked Moon Sect, the Martial Ancestor Nangong’s senior sister.

These two had also come to Devilfall Valley, which left Han Li somewhat astonished!

He hadn’t seen them enter the valley previously.

It seemed they either entered in disguise or deliberately waited until the end to sneak into the valley.

The two now wore faces filled with fear, desperately propelling their streaks of light as they fled, as if there was something terrifying chasing them.

Though no one was behind them, they didn’t dare to stop for even a moment.

Han Li was greatly puzzled in his heart.

But these two were not lacking in divine power!

Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu was a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and Martial Ancestor Nangong Wan’s cultivation technique and Daoist paper talismans were also exceptionally sharp.

Seeing such a pair escaping in disarray made it hard to believe.

Could it be that the ones pursuing them were the Moulan Spell Warriors, perhaps that Zhong-surnamed Divine Sage?

At this thought, Han Li felt a chill in his heart.

His relationship with the Moulan Spell Warriors was extremely poor; he had disrupted The Moulan’s plans numerous times and killed quite a few of their high-grade spell soldiers.

If he were to encounter that Zhong-surnamed Divine Sage, he would likely face merciless retribution.

With this in mind, Han Li didn’t dare to hesitate.

In an instant, his figure flickered, and while the two in the distance were still oblivious to his presence, he swiftly moved to Fairy Violet Spirit’s side.

Before the woman could express her surprise, Han Li formed hand seals with both hands, spiritual light flashed around him, and a sheet of green radiancesuddenly appeared above their heads, gently enveloping them in its fall.

Han Li and Fairy Violet Spirit’s figures faded within the green light and vanished without a trace in an instant, hiding themselves away.

At this moment, two streaks of light approached the mountain peak where Han Li had been.

The ashen-faced Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu became increasingly clear in Han Li’s sight.

Suddenly, Han Li’s gaze shifted, fixating on a spot a hundred yards behind the two, squinting his eyes slightly.

“Where do you think you’re going?

Oh, abandoning your companions now?

Tsk tsk, you both have decent cultivation, and your Primordial Spirits are exceptionally solid, perfect nourishment for me.

Why would I let you escape?

There will be no accidents this time.

You might as well surrender quietly.”
This brazen, unrestrained laughter carried across the sky, shaking the nearby air with such clarity that cultivators within a dozen miles could hear every word.

Then, at the spot where Han Li was looking, a point behind the two streaks of light, a flash of dark light suddenly appeared, revealing a strand of black radiance with an eerie presence.

Once it appeared, the dark trace flickered unpredictably, vanishing and reappearing.

With each reappearance, the distance between it and the forward-moving streaks of light mysteriously shortened.

In just a moment, the black radiance was only fifty or sixty yards from Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and his companion.

By this time, a vague figure began to emerge within the black radiance, extremely blurry to the eye, but Han Li hurriedly focused to get a better look.

However, whatever cultivation technique or secret technique this black radiance utilized, even with his own cultivation level, Han Li couldn’t penetrate it with his Divine Sense; he could only vaguely see from the outside.

But Han Li was quite familiar with this figure and, with a thought, he recognized the person, which greatly startled him.

“Marquis Nanlong?

How is he here, and why has he become like this?” Han Li was filled with shock and confusion.

This person was, in fact, the “Demonized Marquis Nanlong.”
Although Han Li was unaware that an actual Demon Soul had invaded Marquis Nanlong’s body and that it was no longer the original person, the undeniable surge of Demonic Qi and the single-handed pursuit of such formidable figures as Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and the Great Elder of the Masked Moon Sect made it clear that something unusual was happening.

Thus, Han Li did not act rashly.

At this time, the black radiance that “Marquis Nanlong” commanded was merely thirty yards from the two in front.

Amid a gloomy and eerie laugh, a “puff” sound echoed, and the black radiance suddenly exploded.

A pitch-black cloud of Demonic Qi materialized from thin air, enveloping him completely.

Then, with flashes of dark light, Marquis Nanlong vanished without a trace within the black Qi.

Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and the woman in white were constantly monitoring “Marquis Nanlong’s” movements.

Seeing his sudden, eerie disappearance, both of their faces went pale, and without any coordination, they both stopped their flying lights.

A black ancient mirror and a dim yellow Jade Ruyi were flung from their hands, transforming into a sphere of spiritual light that protected them within.

Near them, with a flash of dark light, a sudden surge of pitch-black Demonic Qi erupted without warning, spreading over a ten-yard radius in an instant.

Marquis Nanlong’s figure then flickered and shook within the black Qi.

“You both clearly know you’re no match for me, yet you resist.

It’s utterly foolish!” Marquis Nanlong said with a sinister laugh from within the black Qi, his hand seemingly moving casually with a wave.

A loud “boom” followed, as if an invisible giant hand struck the light shield transformed from the woman’s mirror.

In an instant, both of them, along with the light shield, were repelled seven or eight yards away, struggling to steady their figures.

Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu, already pale-faced, looked even more dreadful now.

“What on earth are you?

Not only have you possessed Fellow Daoist Nanlong’s body, but you also dare to devour our cultivators’ Primordial Spirits and Nascent Souls.

Do you really think you can take on all the cultivators who have entered this valley?

There are dozens of Nascent Soul stage cultivators alone who have come into Devilfall Valley this time.

No matter how powerful you are, you cannot escape death,” Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu suddenly shouted fiercely.

“Dozens, hehe!

Wonderful.

I thought there were only a few human cultivators in the valley.

Now that there are so many Nascent Souls for me to devour, I’m in no hurry to regain my body.

Once all the Nascent Souls are devoured, surely my soul’s power can be restored to seventy or eighty percent,” “Marquis Nanlong” replied, not with fear but with a sinister and chilling laugh.

Then, with a “rumble,” the black Qi instantly exploded into fragments.

A shadowy figure with a trail of afterimages burst out of the black Qi, charging straight toward Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu.

(Second update!

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