?Chapter 891: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 788 Crisis Chapter 891: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 788 Crisis “This is of course.


    As for other matters, I have no interest in knowing either.


    Let’s consider this transaction complete.


    This place draws too much attention, follow me to another location to cast spells,” Han Li said with a hint of a smile on his face.


    Without waiting for the other party to agree, he swept his sleeve across the young man’s face.


    A streak of azure light rolled out, enveloping Feng Yue’s head directly.


    Instantly, the young man swayed and toppled over but was then caught by the azure light at his waist, gently floating upward.


    Although Han Li’s cultivation had been sealed, his skillful use of mana still remained impeccable, far beyond the capabilities of Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    At this time, the second Nascent Soul that had transformed into a cloud of black smoke also shot out from the nearby forest.


    In a flash, it reverted to the appearance of a baby in front of Han Li, with one hand still clutching the three-edged spike and the other holding onto the soul of the Elder Ying.


    “There’s no use in keeping it, just extinguish it,” Han Li said nonchalantly after glancing at the soul of the old man.


    Upon hearing this, the second Nascent Soul giggled with its mouth gaping wide, and suddenly a black-green flame burst out from its tightly clenched hand.


    With a tremble, the green sphere of light silently dissipated into smoke in the flames.


    At the same time, Han Li flicked his finger, propelling a chicken egg-sized fireball that struck the remains of the old man’s corpse.


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    The flames soared to the sky, completely eradicating any trace of the Elder Ying from this world.


    Afterward, Han Li stretched out his hand toward the ground, summoning a storage pouch and the small red sword; both flew into his hand.


    After clearing up the remaining conspicuous traces, Han Li lifted Feng Yue with his instrument and soared into the sky, heading back to the pile of chaotic rocks where he had previously been meditating.


    Without his cultivation unsealed, he naturally had to be even more cautious.


    However, speaking of which, Han Li was quite frustrated at the moment.


    Although his Divine Sense was immensely powerful, comparable to that of late Nascent Soul cultivators, under normal circumstances, he dared not extend his Divine Sense too far.


    Instead, he had to actively constrain most of it.


    Otherwise, should he be detected by a Great Immortal Master of the Soaring Tribes or other Soaring Tribe Immortal Masters who cultivated secret Divine Sense techniques, it would really be a dead end for him.


    But if he only retracted his Divine Sense to the nearby vicinity, he might risk being approached closely by high-grade Soaring Tribe cultivators without even realizing it.


    Back in the central Heaventide Prairies while cultivating Gold Devouring Bugs, he was discovered partly because of slight negligence and carelessness.


    But more so, because he kept his Divine Sense retracted nearby.


    As a result, a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator chasing after demon beasts rushed over, with a speed seemingly no less than that of late Nascent Soul cultivators.


    A distance of over twenty miles was covered in an instant.


    Even though he noticed, it was too late to collect the bugs and leave, thus suffering an undeserved calamity.


    Yet, in the vastness of the Heaventide Prairies, it was sheer coincidence to encounter a mid Nascent Soul stage Soaring Tribe Immortal Master adept in the art of flight.


    He couldn’t tell whether the other party was just incredibly unlucky, or if he was the more unfortunate of the two!


    He believed that if either party had the slightest inkling of the other’s Divine Skills, perhaps they would not have engaged in combat.


    Whenever he thought of this, Han Li felt a mix of laughter and tears.


    Now, he was indeed suffering from backlash of Evil Qi, and his mana had been sealed as a consequence.


    The opponent had merely escaped with one-seventh of his Nascent Soul using that peculiar Divine Skill, probably suffering a great loss in cultivation.


    Who knows how long it would take to recover?


    For some reason, Han Li thought of this again while in the air.


    He sighed and returned to the sky above the pile of chaotic rocks, gracefully descending.


    …


    A day later, Han Li returned to his resting place as planned.


    Now, there were noticeably fewer tents than there had been two days prior.


    It seemed that some tribes had finished their rest and had begun their journey one after another.


    But when Han Li returned to the Heron Branch’s tent, Ying Lu and the others had already prepared and had the carriages ready, waiting for Han Li, the Immortal Master, to return.


    Upon seeing Han Li, Ying Lu was naturally overjoyed, quickly inviting Han Li to board the carriage.


    Then, he drove the convoy away from the spot, heading straight for the exit on the other side of the encampment.


    Han Li sat in the same carriage, gently closed his eyes, and was preparing to rest for a bit.


    However, what he didn’t expect was that just after the carriage had left the entrance, it suddenly creaked to a halt.


    Han Li’s brows furrowed as he opened his eyes.


    Without lifting the curtain, he extended his Divine Sense outward a bit, paying attention to the surrounding situation.


    Before long, several small caravans arrived one after another.


    The leaders of the caravans all greeted Ying Lu courteously and then merged their teams together.


    It was then that Han Li realized that the leader from the Heron Branch, in his two-day absence, had actually united many small tribes to set out together.


    In these caravans, there was a cultivator in charge of escorting each, but their cultivation levels were naturally unbearable to witness.


    Among them, the Immortal Masters of two caravans were even at the Qi Refinement Realm, and according to what the Soaring Tribes said, they did not even have the official qualifications of an Immortal Master.


    It was unknown how these two tribes were pulled into the caravan.


    Han Li, with his sealed mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, had instead become the highest in overall cultivation in the combined caravan.


    Han Li stroked his chin, shaking his head with a wry smile.


    In his view, bringing these people on the journey not only provided no help but added some burden.


    At this time, the Red Wolf Branch’s caravan also hurriedly arrived.


    When Han Li saw a particular carriage among their team, his gaze flickered a few times, and he was about to retract his Divine Sense.


    Suddenly, another extremely faint Divine Sense brushed over the caravan.


    Had it not been for Han Li’s far superior Divine Sense, he might not have been able to detect it at all.


    Han Li’s expression changed, and without much thought, he hurriedly concealed his aura.


    Indeed, after that strand of Divine Sense swept across the entire caravan, it immediately turned back to check the carriages with cultivators.


    After hovering around Han Li for a few rounds a moment later, it found nothing and flew out of the carriage without yield.


    Han Li’s face turned gloomy as he coldly glanced in the direction of the encampment he had just come from.


    Meanwhile, at the same time, on the second-floor balcony of a green stone tower in the encampment, three members of the Soaring Tribes stood looking in the direction of the caravan where Han Li and others were located.


    The leader, a bald-browed elder, suddenly let out a soft “hmm” and abruptly opened his originally closed eyes, showing a hint of confusion on his face.


    “Elder Ying, did you find that person?” asked the large man anxiously, his face tense, among the two cultivators, a man and a woman, standing behind the elder.


    “Hmph!


    Rest assured.


    It’s not that foreign tribesman.


    Instead, one person seems to have been severely poisoned; yet, despite being enveloped in poison, they have not died, which is somewhat strange,” said the bald-browed elder, glancing at the large man with some dissatisfaction.


    “Martial uncle, Brother Li is just a bit worried.


    Of course, martial uncle is certainly not afraid of that foreigner.


    But with only martial uncle here as a Nascent Soul cultivator, and that person being so fierce, even if martial uncle can hold up, if so many small tribal leaders and low-ranking Immortal Masters get involved, that would be bad.


    We can’t bear the responsibility,” hurriedly said the woman in the palace attire, smiling as she tried to smooth things over for the large man.


    “There’s no need to flatter me.


    If the other party was not seriously injured, even two or three of me would not be his match.


    But now, since he has been hit by the Great Immortal Master’s Immortal-Capturing Hand, he is no longer to be feared.


    For the next while, I will be stationed here to prevent him from slipping through.


    The method for cultivating Gold Devouring Bugs on the foreigner’s body, the Holy Temple must obtain it.


    Moreover, not just your encampment, but all nearby encampments will have late-stage Immortal Masters like me stationed in them progressively,” explained the bald-browed elder indifferently.


    “By that time, once the Heaventide nets are laid out, the Endless Sky Saintess and another Great Immortal Master will also arrive at the nearby Holy Temple.


    Once the Spirit Awakening Ceremony is over, the Saintess and the two Great Immortal Masters will use the Holy Artifact to call upon the disciples of the sacred sect protecting beasts and then, with the might of the sacred beasts, swiftly locate the foreigner’s hiding place.


    Then, it will be hard for the foreigner to fly even if he grows wings,” the bald-browed elder calmly said.


    “So that was the case.


    I wondered why the Immortal Masters who gave the orders, after doing so, never sent anyone to urge our actions,” said the woman in palace attire, visibly relieved.


    “Hmph!


    Your little tricks, who could they fool?


    But it’s not your fault.


    Even if that person was seriously injured, you are not his match.


    This is true not just for you but also for other searching parties elsewhere; those with lower cultivation are more or less in the same situation.


    We old fellows don’t really expect to use a tactic like startling the snake to flush out the prey to find this person.


    After all, the foreigner’s Escape Technique is truly extraordinary.


    Not only is he proficient in the Earth Escape Technique, but the blood-colored escape method he used to flee for his life is extremely strange.


    Even if he’s discovered, without a Great Immortal Master present, it is impossible to capture him.


    We are the same.


    However, you now know this information.


    You must still do what’s required on the surface and continue to occasionally search the area,” the elder said with a hum.


    “Yes, elder (martial uncle),” after exchanging a look, the large man and the woman in the palace attire couldn’t help but joyfully respond.


    After all, both had been somewhat worried about their previously perfunctory behavior.


    But now, with the elder’s clear words, they felt completely at ease.


    “By the way, Elder Ying, since you’ve just noticed that the poisoned person in the caravan is a bit strange, do you want us to keep him so you can investigate the cause before we proceed?” said the large man, somewhat ingratiatingly.


    “That person…” The bald-browed elder was moved, stroking his beard as he pondered.


    “Forget it.


    That person must have either taken some Spirit Pill or carried some Poison-warding Treasure that allowed them to survive like that.


    There is nothing too mysterious about it.


    But his sect elders should have some background.


    And I noticed that there is death energy on him; he probably won’t last a few days.


    If he dies on our side, I’m afraid it will cause some trouble,” the bald-browed elder waved his hand and continued to speak.


    “Yes, we will follow the elder’s words.” Flattering had hit the horse’s hoof.


    The large man showed an embarrassed look.


    And at that moment, the bald-browed elder glanced once more towards the direction of the caravan, inadvertently frowning.


    Just now, he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but his eyelids twitched lightly when he first swept through the caravan.


    Suddenly, he felt an unusual oppressive aura from another cultivator in the caravan for a split second.


    But the sensation was too fleeting, and when he checked the second time to see what was happening, he didn’t feel anything unusual about that person anymore.


    This left him somewhat puzzled and indecisive.


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