?Chapter 938: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 935 The Might of the Three Corpses Chapter 938: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 935 The Might of the Three Corpses Han Li’s expression darkened.


    He flicked his fingers toward the three who had just set off, and three streaks of Sword Qi slashed down.


    The three had barely flown out a few yards when they were engulfed and submerged by the bluish-green sword light that caught up to them first.


    Three screams suddenly erupted from within the sword light, and several bursts of blood rain fell out of thin air, filling the air with the stench of blood.


    On the other side, the hunchbacked old man looked back in the midst of the blood mist and saw this scene.


    He was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body.


    Without regard for the consequences, he poured all his Spiritual Power into the blood mist around him.


    His flying speed instantly increased by a third, and he was about to escape into a street dozens of yards away.


    He didn’t hope to truly shake off Han Li’s pursuit.


    As long as he could make it to where ordinary mortals mixed, the other party, having major apprehensions, would find it inconvenient to make a move, and he might be able to temporarily save his own life.


    But Han Li, who hadn’t moved from his original spot, let out a cold snort.


    He pointed lightly at the receding blood mist.


    The red thread that had killed Shopkeeper Feng suddenly appeared a few feet behind the blood mist, then a flash of red light pierced through it.


    After a wail, the blood mist dispersed, and the hunchbacked old man plummeted straight from the sky.


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    Then, a greenish light hand flew over ghostlike, tossed aside the three Spiritual Artifacts, and grabbed the old man in one swoop, circling once before flying towards Han Li.


    The red thread, meanwhile, flickered in midair, silently vanishing into thin air, erasing its trail.


    But in the next moment, it reappeared before Han Li.


    Han Li raised his hand, and it slowly fell into his palm, revealing itself to be a flying needle about an inch long.


    This needle was crystal clear, neither metallic nor wooden, and its surface emitted a red glow that varied in intensity, which was quite eerie.


    Han Li glanced at the flying needle in his hand and revealed a satisfied expression.


    He had spent quite a bit of effort with the Crystalized Demon Pill to refine this flying needle, and its power seemed quite impressive indeed.


    At the very least, both its flying speed and its ability to conceal its tracks met his expectations.


    Moreover, as a Daoist paper talisman, if cultivated a bit more, its power could be further enhanced.


    With a flip of his palm, the flying needle disappeared from sight, stored within his body.


    Only then did he raise his head to look at the hunchbacked old man who had been brought back by the light hand, his face expressionless.


    At this moment, the old man had a hole the size of a thumb through his abdomen.


    His body was firmly grasped by the light hand, unable to move a muscle, and his face was utterly bloodless.


    Upon seeing Han Li look over, fear surged in the old man’s heart.


    He forced a smile and hurriedly ingratiated himself with a sycophantic tone, “Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding.


    A senior with your divine powers can’t possibly be the person we were looking for.


    I must have got the wrong man.


    Senior, you are magnanimous; please don’t stoop to the level of someone like me.


    I’m a retainer from the Kong Family in Jinjing…


    If there is anything you wish to ask, I will tell you everything…” The old man, seemingly aware that his situation was rather dire, blurted out a barrage of words, hoping one of them might move his pursuer and spare his life.


    But at this time, Han Li casually threw a Daoist paper talisman at the old man, and the pleas for mercy that had been spilling from his lips came to an abrupt halt.


    His eyes instantly became dull and lost.


    “There’s no need to trouble yourself.


    As for what Han has to find out, it’s more reliable to investigate personally,” Han Li muttered to himself.


    He waved toward the Spiritual Artifacts on the ground, drawing them into his hand, then turned and walked toward the courtyard.


    The green light hand, still grasping the old man tightly, trailed after Han Li, floating into the courtyard.


    There was a very simple illusionary array set up in the courtyard.


    Han Li couldn’t see through it.


    He casually cast several spell incantations with his hands, breaking the array.


    Then, holding onto the old man, he entered one of the rooms.


    …


    After the time it took to eat a meal, Han Li casually conjured a fireball, turning the old man lying on the ground into ashes, allowing him to vanish from the world unknowingly.


    Han Li then sat down on a wooden chair in the room, propped his chin with one hand, and fell into deep thought.


    He had just used the Dreamtear Technique to nearly empty the old man of all he knew without having to consider sparing his consciousness.


    This hunchbacked old man was, as he had just claimed, a retained official of the Kong Family in Jinjing.


    This person was indeed capable.


    Two years ago, because of a minor issue, Shopkeeper Feng from the Feng Family had been located by him.


    After some intimidation, Shopkeeper Feng had no choice but to submit to the Kong Family.


    After all, how could an ordinary mortal dare to confront a cultivator.


    Han Li had used Feng Yue’s jade pendant to find Shopkeeper Feng, and naturally, the latter had sold out the old man and others, hoping to score significant merit through this.


    The elder was ecstatic upon hearing that he had found the long-sought-after great grandson of the Feng Family and would not pass up the opportunity.


    He immediately set a trap, preparing to ambush this “Feng Yue” in person.


    But the moment Han Li stepped out of the tavern, he saw through the elder’s inferior Restraining Breath Technique and suspected that something was wrong with Shopkeeper Feng.


    He was not afraid of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but with many ordinary mortals around the tavern, it was equally inconvenient to take action.


    So, he took the opportunity to investigate further and rode a carriage to this location.


    As a result, the elder and the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were in ambush were effortlessly wiped out by him, like crushing a few ants.


    Han Li didn’t care in the slightest about these events, as he had already anticipated such a scenario.


    After all, even if Core Formation experts had ambushed his real self here, it would have been a laughing matter.


    But Han Li was greatly surprised by another piece of information he found while searching through the consciousness of the hunchbacked old man.


    It turned out that shortly after the grand meeting organized by the alliance of the three families had ended, the Patriarch of the Kong Family was revealed to have been a demonic being who devoured a Primordial Spirit and possessed a body.


    The other two family heads, together with a group of high-level cultivators from supporting sects, killed the possessed elder of the Kong Family on the spot, not even the Primordial Spirit escaped.


    As a result, the Kong Family’s strength dwindled, plummeting from the leader of the three to the very bottom.


    However, just then, King Xuan Ye, who was originally hidden deep in the Snow Tomb Mountain Range, learned of his subordinates’ destruction and flew into a furor.


    He directly raised the ancient tomb from the ground, released thousands of corpse guards with Foundation Establishment cultivation, and brazenly laid out the Yellow Springs Ghost Array, bursting forth from the range.


    Subsequently, the members of the three families and the high-level cultivators who had joined forces were engaged in a fierce battle with the Three Corpses from the ancient tomb.


    While they managed to destroy many refined corpses, the lower-level cultivators of the three families were also devoured by the ghost array in substantial numbers.


    As for the few Nascent Soul experts, they also gained no advantage against the Three Corpses who relied on the ancient tomb and the ghost array, even suffering severe wounds in the process due to carelessness.


    After the battle, the three families and the Sect cultivators found themselves completely trapped on the mountain where the grand assembly was held, barely able to protect themselves with a few large arrays that had been laid out earlier.


    In fact, this was partly because the sect cultivators had underestimated Old Devil Zenith Yin after unexpectedly injuring King Xuan Ye, believing he would be easy to handle.


    However, once he depended on the ancient tomb, King Xuan Ye immediately exhibited strength almost equivalent to that of late Nascent Soul cultivators, becoming a wholly different entity.


    The other two Corpses also possessed early Nascent Soul stage cultivation, resulting in a significant setback upon engagement and a loss of combat power for their opponents.


    The rest is history.


    King Xuan Ye, though powerful in his mana, caused such commotion that after trapping these cultivators for over a month, he eventually caught the attention of a late-Nascent Soul great cultivator from the nearby Daoist Sects, who arrived and used a Great Divine Power that shook heaven and earth, startling the Three Corpses into retreating back into the depths of the Snow Tomb Mountain Range.


    The late-Nascent Soul cultivator did not give chase and left as suddenly as he had appeared.


    The cultivators of the three families, upon being saved, naturally did not dare to linger around and withdrew all their forces from the vicinity of the range, lest King Xuan Ye reappeared.


    The Three Corpses, wary of the late Nascent Soul cultivator possibly interfering again, dared not easily emerge from the mountains, and thus the conflict was paused.


    Of course, what Han Li learned was just a part of what the old man knew, but considering his own encounter with the gravely injured King Xuan Ye after leaving Feng’s Hideout, he guessed most of the true situation and could not help marveling at it for a while.


    King Xuan Ye was quite fierce.


    Having been severely injured in a battle with the Hermit of the Howling Sands in the Snow Tomb Mountain Range, he had managed to stir up such a major incident in such a short time, appearing as though his Qi had fully recovered.


    However, Han Li, who himself had consumed countless panaceas, was well aware that it was impossible for any medicinal pills in this world to restore one’s Qi so quickly.


    Even with an ample supply of medicinal pills, he had not yet regained his peak cultivation.


    There could only be one explanation: Old Devil Zenith Yin’s millennium-aged Corpse King body was extremely powerful, or the cultivation technique he practiced had some unique Divine Power for recuperating Qi at such an astonishing rate.


    Talking of Corpse King’s Divine Powers, Han Li could not help but think of the Heavenly Corpse Pearl inside his body.


    While practicing the King Ming Art, he had already experienced the pearl’s wondrous efficacy.


    Otherwise, relying solely on the Vajra Relic, it was uncertain whether he could have cultivated the second layer of the King Ming Art.


    Such remarkable effects from the pearl suggested that King Xuan Ye’s swift Qi recovery might be related to the pearl after all.


    After silently pondering for a while, Han Li pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind, starting to plan his next moves in Jinjing.


    As for lodging, it went without saying that since the residence had connections with Shopkeeper Feng, it was not a place to stay for long.


    Otherwise, once Shopkeeper Feng was missing for a few days, people would surely come looking here, which could get messy.


    It was better to find a Daoist temple or a monastery to rent for a while.


    These places were relatively quiet, far better than any inn.


    Additionally, he needed to visit the local city market for cultivators in Jinjing to inquire about the details of the upcoming auction.


    Soon after, Han Li had finished considering his options, and with that, he left the residence without a trace.


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