?Chapter 893: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 890 Gold Flame Stone Chapter 893: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 890 Gold Flame Stone Han Li’s gaze did not fall on the giant bat but instead shifted toward the cultivators standing on its massive back.


    Although they were still a great distance apart, the blue light glittering in his pupils allowed him to clearly see the appearances of these few people.


    His heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.


    This group consisted of eight people, four men and four women.


    The men wore brocade robes and jade belts, dressed richly, whereas the women wore white robes and red shoes with golden belts around their waists, clearly not the attire of the Soaring Tribes.


    Han Li felt a trace of astonishment.


    However, what reassured him was that, except for the two leaders who were at the Core Formation Stage, the rest were merely Foundation Establishment cultivators.


    It seemed they hadn’t come specifically for him.


    Just as Han Li’s thoughts raced, the gigantic bat, which spanned fifty to sixty feet, had already flown over the caravan.


    With a few powerful flaps of its massive wings, it came to an abrupt stop.


    A gust of wind rushed directly toward the caravan.


    Several of the directly hit vehicles were flipped over, and bags, boxes, and other items were flung out, breaking apart.


    Numerous ores and herbs scattered across the ground.


    As for the ordinary mortals blown down by the fierce wind, there were quite a few.


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    At this, the originally slightly perturbed Soaring Tribes’ Immortal Masters were even more terrified and looked at each other in shock.


    “Who is the leader here?


    Come forward and speak,” a man in his forties on the giant bat glanced down at the caravan and coldly spoke in the Soaring Tribes’ language.


    This person was one of the Core Formation cultivators; the other was a woman in her twenties dressed in white, who, although quite attractive, had a frosty demeanor.


    Upon hearing this, Ying Lu’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stepped forward, bending over to speak politely.


    “I wasn’t referring to ordinary mortals but to you Immortal Masters,” the man’s expression darkened impatiently and with a single flap of the creature’s wings, another fierce wind came, nearly blowing Ying Lu off balance, causing him to stagger repeatedly and almost fall to the ground.


    Seeing this, the rest of the Soaring Tribes’ Immortal Masters grew even more frightened,


    It seemed the newcomers were up to no good.


    Thus, in the next moment, all their gazes turned toward Han Li.


    After all, in the realm of immortal cultivators, the one with the highest cultivation naturally became the leader, which seemed justifiable.


    Seeing this situation, Han Li felt a wave of irritation in his heart.


    However, he also noticed something.


    That was, until now, Feng Yue and another Soaring Tribes cultivator had yet to emerge from their vehicles.


    It was understandable that Feng Yue hadn’t come out, given that he was nearing his death and didn’t care about offending higher-level cultivators, but the other person, equally a Foundation Establishment cultivator, also daringly stayed inside.


    This was highly suspicious!


    “Could these people have come specifically for him?” Han Li thought to himself.


    “May I ask what brings the two esteemed seniors and fellow Daoists here?


    Is there someone specific you are looking for, or is there some other errand?


    We will do our utmost to cooperate,” Han Li reluctantly stepped forward and calmly spoke.


    Hearing his unimposing yet firm speech, the middle-aged man’s eyes flashed coldly, circled around the cloak above Han Li’s head, and then, expressionlessly, said,


    “When speaking with me, remove your cloak first.


    I want to see your face clearly.”


    Han Li, upon hearing this, felt irritated; however, since their previous engagements with the Soaring Tribes’ Immortal Masters had never revealed his true face, it wasn’t a big deal.


    He then removed his cloak, exposing his utterly ordinary face.


    All the men and women on the giant bat simultaneously focused their gaze on Han Li’s face, and Han Li even felt bursts of probing intent from the man’s eyes, apparently casting some covert magic technique to observe him.


    “He is using his real appearance.


    It’s not the traitor,” the man said after a moment, his icy gaze softening toward the Core Formation woman beside him.


    The woman nodded upon hearing this and shifted her gaze across the other Soaring Tribes cultivators, shaking her head as well.


    Then, the man turned to Han Li and said indifferently,


    “Call out your companions.


    We are looking for someone, suspecting that they might be hiding in your caravan.


    Once found, we will leave.


    We won’t harm you.”


    The man said such words, but after whispering lowly, he immediately waved his hand.


    The other six Foundation Establishment men and women immediately flew out, hovering above the vehicles where Feng Yue and the other unexposed Soaring Tribes cultivator were, clearly having identified their target.


    Both carriages remained unnervingly silent until now.


    The others, seeing this, didn’t dare to even breathe loudly.


    The man with the last name Ba and the warlord hiring another person turned pale instantly.


    Han Li frowned but said nothing.


    Giant Bat’s man saw no movement inside the carriage, and couldn’t help but sneer, flipping his hand to summon several fireballs the size of fists.


    With a light flick, all the fireballs shot straight towards one of the carriages.


    Just then, a bitter laugh finally came from that carriage.


    “Commander!


    I have already escaped to Heaventide Prairies, so far away.


    Why must you annihilate me completely?


    Do you really intend to put me to death?” Before the voice even fell, the entire carriage exploded, and then a dense white cold air collided with the fireballs, extinguishing them instantly.


    A brawny young man, holding a shining white bead, appeared on the spot.


    His expression was indecisive.


    Upon seeing this, the cultivators from the Giant Bat revealed joy.


    “Jiang Jianying, the Snow Crystal Bead is indeed in your hands.


    The Palace Master ordered you to take this bead and invite Elder Xuan Bing from Northern Frigid Mountain.


    Yet you dared to flee with it.


    What more can you say?


    Wisely return with us.


    Perhaps we can still spare a remnant of your soul.” The man’s joyful expression disappeared as he spoke ferociously.


    At the same time, six Foundation Establishment cultivators shifted their positions, blocking the brawny young man’s sides and his retreat.


    “To send me to invite Elder Xuan Bing was to make me a blood sacrifice!


    Don’t think I don’t know the real intention behind assigning me this task.


    Isn’t it because I have mutated spiritual roots, suitable to refine this bead for that fiendish being from Northern Xuan?


    If I hadn’t run, I’d truly be dead without a complete corpse!” Upon hearing this, the young man couldn’t help but laugh in anger.


    “Humph!


    So what if that is the case?


    Don’t forget.


    Your current cultivation and realm were built by the various panaceas from the palace.


    Otherwise, decades ago, you were just a beggar and would have long turned to bones.


    Would you have even become a cultivator?


    Not to mention, the palace even arranged a marriage for you and allowed you to have descendants.


    Isn’t it fair for you to repay the palace with your life?” Another Core Formation female coldly stated.


    “Bullshit.


    If I didn’t have the mutated spiritual roots, would the palace have taken me in?


    With my abilities, even if the palace didn’t, I would eventually become a disciple of some sect sooner or later.


    As for marrying and having children, are these trivial favors supposed to cost me my life?


    The palace really has grand designs, huh?” The young man sneered, and without hesitation, he pushed up the white bead in his hand, releasing a dense white fog that enveloped him within a twenty-zhang radius.


    “You’ve harbored thoughts of rebellion for a long time, no wonder you even disregarded your wife and children.


    We’ll just have to take you back to the palace for judgment.


    Do you think with this Snow Crystal Bead, you can oppose us?


    That’s wishful thinking.” The woman said expressionlessly, waving her hand, causing the six Foundation Establishment cultivators to throw out a red spell flag in unison, merging into a mass of blazing red flames.


    A fire cloud, about the size of an acre, appeared above the cold fog and slowly pressed down.


    From the moment the young man appeared, these people had been conversing in the Great Jin language.


    Other Soaring Tribes had no idea what they were discussing, completely baffled.


    Han Li had learned the language of Great Jin long ago and was dumbfounded as he listened from the side.


    “What palace?


    Commander?


    Listening to it, it seems quite different from the usual sects of immortal cultivators, rather more like those various forces in Scattered Stars Sea.


    Could it be that the realm of immortal cultivators in Great Jin is as chaotic and complex as that of Scattered Stars Sea?


    Although the Soaring Tribes did not understand the language of Great Jin, they could tell the situation was not good.


    The ordinary mortals had already quietly retreated and hid themselves.


    Those Soaring Tribe cultivators, fearing any misunderstandings, dared not rashly leave but could only fortify themselves with various protective shields to prevent accidental injuries.


    The fire cloud collided with the cold fog below, their hot and cold energies intertwining and flowing into whirls of chilling steam, sweeping across all directions.


    It didn’t look alarming at all.


    Although the Snow Crystal Bead was mystical, the brash young man, being merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator, didn’t possess the capability to refine it, let alone manage it to his desire.


    During a sudden confrontation, the cold fog immediately fell into a disadvantage.


    The brash young man in the cold fog clearly realized the dire situation and desperately tried to maneuver the cold fog to break through the fire clouds.


    Yet, he was constantly trapped within the fire clouds by the combined efforts of the six cultivators.


    Before long, the cold fog gradually shrank.


    The young man desperately infused his mana into the bead, but still couldn’t withstand the consumption caused by the fire clouds.


    After the duration of a meal, it ultimately dwindled to just a few yards in size.


    “Commander Gu, it’s time for you to act.


    He still has some use; we must capture him alive,” said the female in Core Formation Stage, turning her head to speak to the male.


    “Rest assured.


    Leave this matter to Gu,” the man coldly nodded, his body transforming into a white rainbow that shot into the cold fog.


    Seeing this, the six Foundation Establishment cultivators simultaneously cast spells to withdraw the surrounding fire clouds.


    The cold fog churned violently for a while, followed by a loud bang and a muffled groan.


    Subsequently, the cold fog gradually dispersed, revealing the situation within.


    The man stood proudly in place, holding the unconscious young man in one hand and the Snow Crystal Bead in the other.


    With the opponent’s cultivation greatly reduced, the man, being in the Core Formation Stage, easily succeeded in one hit.


    The female in Core Formation Stage saw this and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.


    “Keep an eye on him.


    This time, it hasn’t been a wasted trip,” the man said, tossing the young man to one of his subordinates, then he shifted his gaze towards Han Li and the others, who had been watching the battle, contemplating.


    “Let’s not meddle any further.


    This is Heaventide Prairies, not our Nine Immortals Palace.


    Although we have notified the Heaventide Sanctuary, let’s not cause any trouble.


    The Soaring Tribes are very protective!” the woman said, frowning.


    “Understood, let’s go.


    Eh, what’s this…” the man nodded, about to leap back onto the Giant Bat when his gaze, by chance, fell upon something scattered on the ground, uttering a surprised light gasp.


    Han Li, following his gaze, saw a semi-transparent goose-egg shaped stone lying there.


    This stone was peculiar; its exterior was clear and transparent, but inside, a flame-like golden light moved unpredictably, emanating a strange glow.


    Most of the stone’s surface was filthy, rendering it quite inconspicuous initially.


    However, after being washed by the steam, it now partially revealed its original appearance.


    “Gold Flame Stone!


    It’s actually a Gold Flame Stone!


    Han Li, your fortune is truly extraordinary,” Han Li felt it looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but it was Monarch Great Development who first expressed his surprise.


    He then remembered that this very item was the most crucial material needed to craft the imitation of the Seven Flames Fan!


    It had long been extinct in Tian Luo, and even in the Great Jin, Monarch Great Development was not entirely sure of its existence.


    At this moment, the man also seemed to recognize the origin of this stone, his eyes gleaming with ecstasy as he flashed over to the Gold Flame Stone.


    Bending over, he excitedly picked it up.


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