?Chapter 875: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 872 The Abyss of Demonic Qi Chapter 875: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 872 The Abyss of Demonic Qi “Hmph!
Brother Wei, why bother asking when you already know?” the large man in a black robe said coldly.
“I refuse to believe that Fellow Daoist isn’t at least somewhat wary.
To have reached the mid Nascent Soul stage at such a young age, and possessing several Divine Skills of no small power, where will there be a place for us in Tian Luo once he advances to the late Nascent Soul stage?”
“Hehe!
My view is somewhat different from that of Brother Harmonious Bond,” Wei Wuya glanced at Old Devil Cloud Dew, his expression a mixture of a smile and not a smile.
“What’s so different, Brother Wei?
Even after this lad advances to the late Nascent Soul stage, do you still have the confidence to suppress him?” Old Devil Cloud Dew said darkly.
“Suppress?
Why suppress?
I am the oldest among the three great cultivators; I probably have no more than a hundred years left before I perish naturally.
Even if he is the reincarnation of a True Immortal, it’s impossible for him to advance again within a century, right?
If that were so, and he eventually reaches a cultivation high enough to dominate the entire Tian Luo, what does it have to do with me?” Wei Wuya said indifferently.
“Brother Wei, are you willing to see the power you’ve supported with great effort eventually taken over by him alone?
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If Fellow Daoist is willing to ally with me, I might even concede some matters,” Old Devil Cloud Dew said, his eyes narrowing.
“I have no interest in meddling!
Moreover, don’t you feel, Brother Harmonious Bond, that thinking about this now is a bit late?
If Fellow Daoist had been willing to pay the price when he was at the early Nascent Soul stage, I might have been tempted.
But now, his cultivation level is still not above ours, and his Divine Skills are not likely to be much weaker than ours.
I am not interested in making an enemy of someone who ranks alongside me, nor do I want to leave endless troubles for my sect.
Fellow Daoist shouldn’t forget, it is almost impossible to kill someone at our level completely.
Even if the plan is thoroughly prepared, it often collapses.
Of course, if we could gather the same force that once dealt with the ancient devils, it might be different.
But as I see it, Fellow Daoist should stop making these futile moves.
It will only provoke animosity.
After all, even if he truly has a chance to unify Tian Luo, it won’t last long.
Don’t forget the fate of the past Divinity Transformation stage cultivator who once dominated Tian Luo,” Wei Wuya said, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
Old Devil Cloud Dew paused, seemingly thoughtful after hearing these words, uncertain if he was really taking Wei Wuya’s words to heart.
Meanwhile, Han Li and Master Sunreach had already descended thousands of feet into the vortex.
Under the heavy pressure of Spiritual Energy, it was naturally impossible for the two to instantly fly to the bottom, and they could only descend slowly.
Han Li had already brought out the Bluelight Shield, turning it into a layer of blue light that protected his whole body.
Meanwhile, over thirty golden flying swords transformed into shadows of swords, rapidly rotating around his body as he continued to sink downward.
As for Master Sunreach beside him, his display was even more exaggerated; from the beginning until now, relying on a Misty White Flying Sword, he easily broke through layers of white Spiritual Energy, spiraling around his body like a shocking rainbow, descending alongside Han Li.
This made Han Li inwardly admire.
These old eccentrics in the late Nascent Soul stage were indeed some extraordinary existences.
Thinking this, Han Li swept his Divine Sense downward.
However, after penetrating merely a dozen feet or so, his Divine Sense was rebounded, completely ineffective.
As for the Brightsight Water, it could penetrate a bit further, reaching a distance of thirty or forty feet, but the view was still a blur of whiteness.
However, those occasional Spiritual Energy vortexes couldn’t escape the Divine Skills of the Brightsight Water, all of which Han Li saw and cleverly avoided in advance.
His every move, anticipating and avoiding these hidden Spiritual Energy vortexes, naturally did not escape the eyes of Master Sunreach at his side.
The Taoist secretly marveled and his intention to gain Han Li’s alliance grew stronger.
As for whether Han Li would advance to the late Nascent Soul stage and unify the major powers, the old Taoist wasn’t worried at all.
He was absolutely confident in his judgment-Han Li was one of those cultivators who pursued the Dao fervently, who would only silently endure hardships without meddling in irrelevant affairs unless necessary.
Otherwise, with Han Li’s Divine Skills, not to mention the Drifting Cloud Sect, even controlling the entire State of Xi would be effortless.
And previously, according to the Righteous Dao Alliance’s insiders in State of Xi, whether during his time in the early stages or after advancing to the mid stage, this young cultivator showed no signs of such ambitions.
With this, the old Taoist felt even more at ease.
After about the time it took to have a meal, Han Li estimated that they had descended over ten thousand feet and involuntarily looked upward.
The ceiling above was also a white blur separated by Spiritual Energy, making it impossible to see how far it extended.
And the immense pressure transmitted from the surrounding flying swords made him estimate that to descend to such a depth, one would certainly need mid Nascent Soul stage cultivation at the least.
If it were not for his Azure Essence Sword Arts granting him significantly deeper mana than fellow cultivators of the same stage, he would likely be struggling by now.
As Han Li was contemplating, Master Sunreach suddenly spoke up to remind him:
“Fellow Daoist Han!
We are about to reach the bottom, be cautious.”
“Thank you for the reminder, Daoist Brother!” Han Li quickly recollected his mind and peered downward.
Sure enough, after descending another few dozen feet, a milky white light appeared deep below, dazzling and eye-catching, resembling a thick layer of a light curtain.
Seeing this, Han Li slowed his descending form, and moments later, he and Master Sunreach both stopped about five or six feet above the light curtain.
With the help of Brightsight Water, Han Li could clearly see countless streams of Demonic Qi writhing relentlessly behind the heavy light curtain, looking densely oppressive.
“This is the suppressed Demonic Qi, indeed troublesome isn’t it?” Han Li murmured as he stared at the light screen.
“Yes, there’s too much Demonic Qi below; it has already formed a Demonic Qi abyss, so deep and vast that its limits are unknown.
Let me be frank with you, Fellow Daoist Han.
Although the Cultivation Technique I have mastered has some properties of expelling evil, I had once personally ventured into it.
But I barely delved a hundred meters before realizing I couldn’t stay long and immediately retreated.
This Demonic Qi, both in malevolence and quantity, truly isn’t something ordinary cultivators can handle.
Even devilish cultivators who practice ancient devilish techniques could potentially see an explosive growth in their cultivation, but they would absolutely be mentally corrupted by the Demonic Qi.”
Upon hearing these words, Han Li nodded and gazed at the Demonic Qi behind the light screen, silently contemplating something.
“Brother Sunreach, please wait here for a moment.
I’m going to see just how formidable this Demonic Qi is.” After a moment, Han Li finally spoke.
“Be careful then!” Master Sunreach had anticipated Han Li would say this, so he wasn’t at all surprised.
Han Li stopped the unnecessary chatter.
After a few flickers, he appeared near the light screen.
With a light tap of his toe, an azure sword Qi about a foot long shot out from beneath his feet, instantly piercing through the light screen and disappearing into the Demonic Qi.
A look of surprise flashed across Han Li’s face.
But he quickly realized that the light screen was only effective against Demonic Qi, sparing him the need to use secret techniques to break through it.
Thinking this, the golden flying swords surrounding him started rumbling like thunder.
Golden arcs of electricity leaped from the swords, forming a large electric net around Han Li.
His mastery and understanding of the Devilbane Lightning had reached an incredible realm.
With a manipulation of incantations in his hands, the electric net quickly shrank and adhered to the protective shield formed by the Bluelight Shield, creating a huge spherical net of electricity.
The flying swords then shrank to a few inches under his divine control and zipped into his sleeves, being stored within his body.
At this moment, Han Li silently sank into the light screen, entering the Demonic Qi without impediment.
A loud rumble suddenly resounded.
As soon as he entered, the dark Demonic Qi surged toward him.
However, amidst the thunderous noise, the black Demonic Qi was scattered, though what followed continued to swarm and attack.
Han Li did not move immediately; instead, he stood and watched as clumps of Demonic Qi were dispersed by the golden arcs and then reformed and lunged at the shield.
Frowning, Han Li estimated the rate at which the Devilbane Lightning was being consumed and formed a baseline understanding in his mind.
After a moment of thought, he finally flew deeper into the Demonic Qi.
At this moment, Han Li dared not extend his divine sense beyond the shield, fearing the dense malevolence of the Demonic Qi could even corrupt a cultivator’s divine sense.
He did not wish to be careless and bring disaster upon himself.
Now, his sole reliance was the Brightsight Water.
But in this pitch-black abyss of Demonic Qi, the spirit eye could only see up to a few meters-nothing more could be discerned, and his movement was extremely slow.
However, he did not delve much farther, flying only about two hundred meters before he stopped, looked around for a while, and then, without a second thought, withdrew along the same path.
“The Devilbane Lightning is indeed powerful.
Fellow Daoist, to have stayed inside for so long and still emerge unharmed, your reputation is well deserved,” Master Sunreach said with a smile as soon as Han Li emerged from the light screen.
“It’s nothing, the Demonic Qi was uncontrolled, which made it easier to scatter them.
I’ll head back up for now,” Han Li replied with a smile, his expression as usual.
Master Sunreach, having no further questions, nodded and agreed.
Thus, Han Li withdrew the golden arcs, released the flying swords once more, and the two ascended upwards.
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“How is it, with your Devilbane Lightning, Fellow Daoist Han, there should be no trouble in the Demonic Qi!” As soon as Han Li and the Taoist escaped from the vortex and manifested near Wei Wuya, he calmly asked.
“It seems I could indeed give it a try.
But before agreeing, I intend to inquire where the Array Plate is to be buried.
If it’s too deep in the Demonic Qi, even my Devilbane Lightning might not sustain such consumption,” Han Li pondered briefly before replying without hesitation.
“The exact location, let’s go back to the cave dwelling and discuss it.
The Array Plate is still in the hands of the Array Masters, let’s retrieve the Array Plate first and then discuss further to truly allow Fellow Daoist Han to go below.
After all, this Array Plate isn’t easy to produce, and it likewise cannot afford to fail,” Old Devil Cloud Dew stated lightly.
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