?Chapter 892: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasures Chapter 789 The Huge Canvas Chapter 892: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasures Chapter 789 The Huge Canvas The sensation the other party gave him, there were only two possible truths.


    Either his Divine Sense had made an error just before, or he faced a cultivator whose Divine Sense far exceeded his own, and it was very likely that foreign tribesman.


    But regardless of which result was unveiled, it seemed neither was particularly good for him.


    The first scenario was still tolerable, at worst he’d only lose some face in front of two juniors and suffer some damage to his reputation.


    If it was the latter, however, the trouble would be truly significant.


    Despite his appearance of confidence in front of the large man and the woman in palace attire, as if capturing the gravely injured foreign tribesman was an easy feat, in reality, as one of the cultivators who had participated in the blockade battle, he was greatly fearful of the foreign tribesman’s Divine Skills and their ferociousness in facing multiple enemies alone.


    He remembered very clearly the tragic end of the fallen cultivators, their bodies completely turned into purple ice, their Nascent Souls frozen solid.


    Even if the foreign tribesman was truly injured, to drag him down to death alongside him would probably be an effortless matter, he guessed.


    Forget it, there weren’t any other Nascent Soul cultivators nearby.


    It was better not to take the risk to confirm such a dangerous and uncertain guess that could endanger one’s life.


    In any case, the Great Immortal Master and the Endless Sky Saintess would soon personally deal with this person.


    After weighing the grave circumstances in his mind, the bald-browed elder sighed lightly, dismissing the thought of pursuing the carriage to stop the other party.


    If he were two hundred years younger, maybe he would have actually wanted to take the risk.


    But now, with not much time left, he increasingly treasured his life.


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    The bald-browed elder watched as the carriage convoy gradually moved away, standing motionless in place, causing the young man and woman behind him to exchange surprised looks.


    Yet they didn’t have the courage to inquire further.


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    Han Li’s heart also relaxed after the carriage had traveled more than ten miles without seeing the Divine Sense of the person from the station following them.


    The Divine Sense that had searched for him earlier was incredibly fast, and although Han Li had reacted promptly, he was still somewhat unaccustomed to the sudden drop in his cultivation level.


    It seemed he had retracted his Divine Sense slightly too late, and he wasn’t sure whether he had truly fooled the other party.


    Moreover, such subtle and secretive Divine Sense was evidently cultivated with a very special secret technique.


    Feeling slightly more at ease, he continued to cautiously conceal his aura and recuperate inside the carriage.


    After traveling the better part of the day, Han Li’s expression relaxed, and he began to slowly extend his Divine Sense again, naturally enveloping the anomalies within a radius of over twenty miles around him.


    He then took out the storage pouch of the eagle-eyed old man from his chest, inverted it, and a large pile of odds and ends poured out amidst the flashing white light.


    His gaze swept over the pile, and Han Li reached for a small bottle, opened the cap, and sniffed it.


    After a moment of contemplation, he shook his head and moved on.


    He lifted another bottle, performing the same action as if searching for something specific.


    Finally, when he opened the cap of an inconspicuous green jade bottle, a wisp of purple mist flew out before Han Li could even identify the contents.


    His face darkened, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and a mass of green light shot out, wrapping the purple mist inside.


    But in a moment, the green light turned black as it spread from inside to out.


    Han Li’s face changed drastically, and taking advantage of the instant before the green light was completely corrupted, he blew on it fiercely, and the ball of light shot back into the bottle.


    Han Li quickly capped the bottle.


    He then exhaled a long breath of relief.


    It was worth the busy vigilance; obtaining some residual poison was also no small benefit.


    The ten ultimate poisons were generally something one would not encounter by chance.


    And for the Kong Family to possess such a poison, it truly was not ordinary.


    He carefully stored the bottle back in the storage pouch.


    With a thought, he extended a wisp of Divine Sense into one of the carriages of the Fire Wolf Tribe.


    Inside, Feng Yue was holding a fist-sized bead with both hands, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.


    Black mist was being fed into the bead from his hands, turning it dark and shiny.


    In front of him was a large collection of herb bottles, most of which had their caps already opened and various colored medicinal pills scattered messily on the side.


    Seeing this scene, Han Li shook his head and withdrew his Divine Sense.


    He could tell at a glance that although the bead was a rare and valuable treasure capable of absorbing some poison, it had reached its capacity.


    Furthermore, the poison it absorbed would likely regenerate soon after, which would be useless against the bitterness deep inside the body.


    Feng Yue’s hope of using the next ten or so days to delay and remove the poison was nothing but wishful thinking.


    With this thought in his mind, Han Li closed his eyes indifferently and entered a meditative state.


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    In the following seven or eight days, the journey was relatively peaceful.


    Only a couple of low-level Iron Hoof beasts that didn’t watch their step ran into the caravan.


    The result was a few happy Soaring Tribes Immortal Masters bombarding them with Magic Artifacts, turning them into spoils of war.


    Only Han Li, Feng Yue, and another Soaring Tribes Immortal Master escorting the caravan, stayed inside the carriage without taking action.


    Feng Yue was still understandably reluctant.


    However, the other cultivator who also disliked going out had piqued Han Li’s interest.


    After a slight probe with his Divine Sense, he found nothing unusual.


    It was merely a twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old man, diligently cultivating all day, seemingly just a hardworking Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator.


    After probing a few times, Han Li lost interest.


    It was the constantly vigilant Feng Yue who, after failing a series of detoxification methods, began to look anxious and restless, occasionally showing signs of despair on his face.


    His originally black hair had also gradually turned gray.


    No wonder, anyone who realized their death was imminent and felt powerless to change it, merely enduring the agony alone, was not something ordinary mortals could withstand.


    The fact that the young man hadn’t broken down immediately was surprising to Han Li.


    However, in his heart, he was silently counting the days.


    The only direct descendant of the Feng Family could only survive for two or three more days at most.


    Han Li himself had already comprehended the Oracular Formula given by Monarch Great Development two days earlier, and he felt much more at ease.


    Even if his identity were exposed and Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly attacked and besieged him, he would not need to be overly frightened.


    In the afternoon of that day, nearing evening, a convoy of several hundred people stopped when they reached the side of a wide river, spanning several hundred feet across.


    They began to replenish their water supplies and started cooking for a rest.


    While Han Li listened to the nearby sound of the flowing river, a thought struck him, and he actually left the carriage.


    “Sir Immortal, do you have any instructions?” The delicate girl named Ying Shan, who was holding something like a dried piece of meat and eating it, saw Han Li come out and hastily, with a flushed face, threw aside the food, and respectfully saluted Han Li.


    Having traveled together for such a long time, it was the first time Han Li had left the carriage by himself, which couldn’t help but cause the girl some panic.


    “It’s nothing.


    I just wanted to take a look around after sitting in meditation in the carriage for so long,” Han Li said gently, his gaze passing over the girl’s tender face and then to the tough-looking food.


    “Then…


    Sir Han, shall I get you some clean water?” The girl still seemed a little flustered.


    “That sounds good.


    Although I have already undergone fasting, I do need to drink some clean water,” Han Li said, nodding toward the large river not far away.


    Upon hearing this, the girl felt much relieved and immediately agreed cheerfully, taking a water skin and running towards the river.


    There, people from various tribes had started bonfires and placed chunks of beef and mutton on skewers to roast.


    Han Li watched the girl’s slender figure with something stirring in his heart, his lips unintentionally revealing a slight smile.


    In a short while, the girl returned, one hand holding the water skin and the other a piece of roasted meat, somewhat out of breath, and somewhat embarrassedly handed both items over to Han Li.


    “Sir Immortal, this roasted meat tastes quite good.


    Would you like to try some?” The girl offered earnestly.


    “Alright!


    It’s been many years since I’ve tasted such things.


    Having some should be quite nice,” Han Li said with a light chuckle, accepting the roasted meat without refusal and taking a bite.


    It did taste rather good.


    Seeing this, a charming smile also appeared on the girl’s innocent face.


    “You’re preparing to attend the Spirit Awakening Ceremony, aren’t you?


    You’ve been by my carriage all these days, which must have been hard on you.


    Stretch out your hand.


    Let me see the quality of your Spiritual Root,” Han Li said comfortably after taking a bite, casually setting aside the roasted meat before addressing the girl.


    “Thank you so much, Sir Immortal,” Ying Shan, startled by Han Li’s words at first, immediately showed an undisguised excitement and stretched out her arm.


    Han Li grabbed the girl’s wrist, circulated his Spiritual Energy within her body and began to ponder.


    In fact, if it weren’t for his cultivation falling to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he really wouldn’t need to touch her body to see through her with a secret technique.


    “Sir Han, how is my aptitude?


    Do I have a chance to become an Immortal Master?” The girl couldn’t help asking, hope evident on her face.


    “It’s quite good.


    Becoming an Immortal Master shouldn’t be a problem.


    However, it’s also your fortune to have met me.


    Take this bottle of medicinal pills before the Spirit Awakening Ceremony,” Han Li released his fingers, flipped his other palm, and a milky white bottle appeared in his hand, which he then handed to the girl.


    “This is…” The girl took the bottle, somewhat bemused.


    “Although it isn’t any rare or precious medicine, it can still improve some of your conditions and perhaps give you further progress on the path of Immortal Cultivation,” Han Li said nonchalantly.


    Such a medicinal pill capable of cleansing the marrow of a low-level Cultivator was, naturally, something he no longer found impressive.


    “Thank you so much for the gift, Sir Immortal!” The girl was delighted and hastily expressed her gratitude with another bow.


    “Get up.


    How far you can go in the future is up to you.


    By the way, this river seems so vast; could it be a tributary of the Skywater River that runs across the southern region?” Han Li gestured dismissively and his gaze drifted from the girl as he suddenly inquired about the river before them.


    “You’re right, Sir Immortal.


    This is indeed one of the tributaries of the Skywater River.


    If we continue forward for over a hundred miles, we will see the main stream of the Skywater River.


    That is the real Skywater River,” the girl said happily after carefully putting away the bottle.


    Han Li, hearing this, said no more, but the information about the Skywater River began to flood his mind.


    If he remembered correctly, this river was impossibly long, the largest river of the Heaventide Prairies.


    One end of it was the same as the Shun River within the territory of Great Jin, and interestingly, they were upstream and downstream of each other.


    A certain idea vaguely formed in his heart, and he couldn’t help but muse.


    Han Li’s expression changed, and he suddenly looked up towards the sky on the other side of the river, his expression growing tense.


    “Quickly inform your tribal leader to say something is flying towards us.


    It’s uncertain if it’s just passing by or if it’s coming for us,” Han Li instructed the girl with a solemn voice.


    Ying Shan was startled by his words and quickly nodded like a pecking chicken.


    Then she dashed towards Ying Lu and the other leaders by the riverbank.


    A moment later, there was a commotion at the river as everyone frantically scattered and sprinted back.


    However, before most people had even reached their vehicles, a green light flickered in the distant horizon.


    A low, ominous hum then spread through the air, and a huge bat enveloped in green light appeared, growing from small to large in the sky.


    Its ferocious and terrifying appearance caused the heart of every ordinary mortal in the convoy to leap with fright.


    The Nascent Soul cultivators of the Soaring Tribes, who had stayed in the vehicles, also emerged one after another, all with grave expressions as they watched attentively.


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