?Chapter 1052: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Volume 1048 Chapter Conditions Chapter 1052: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Volume 1048 Chapter Conditions “How come, you recognize this corpse-refining?” Han Li spoke without turning his head.


    “Sort of,” Gui Ling hesitated for a bit before honestly replying.


    “What do you mean?” Han Li’s gaze flickered, and he turned around to ask.


    “Before it became a refined corpse, it was also a spirit beast.


    Back in the day, it had some dealings with us.


    Its master was also a human cultivator who descended from the spirit realm to the human world.


    However, since we were sealed in Kunwu Mountain, we never saw it again and do not know how it turned into a refined corpse,” explained Gui Ling.


    “So, originally its true form was a demonic beast from the spirit realm?” Han Li’s expression changed.


    “Indeed.


    The cultivators who came down from the spirit realm to the human world could not have high cultivation levels, so the spirit beasts they brought with them were also greatly limited.


    Those of us who came down with them to the human world had our original memories erased before being allowed down,” Gui Ling sighed.


    “Your memories were erased; do you remember nothing at all?” Han Li’s heart chilled, followed by a tinge of disappointment.


    After all, he really wanted to learn something about the spirit realm from Gui Ling.


    “Except for knowing that I came down from the spirit realm, I have absolutely no memories concerning it,” Gui Ling revealed a tinge of melancholy.


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    Han Li fell silent but quickly had a thought and remembered Silvermoon.


    Silvermoon’s identity was not simple; she should have some memories of the spirit realm, right?


    His mind stirred again, but he immediately pushed the thought aside.


    Now was not the time to ponder these things as his subconscious gaze swept elsewhere.


    After emerging from the barrier, this space had become quite spooky.


    It was disturbingly empty, seemingly without a single soul in sight.


    Not only was the Eight Spirit Ruler originally floating above the palace missing, but even the Black Wind Banner that had restricted them had vanished.


    No wonder they had broken free so easily.


    The ground was littered with huge craters and claw marks several meters long, as if they had been scratched by some gigantic beast.


    Half the palace was also completely shattered into ruins, suggesting an extraordinarily fierce battle had taken place.


    Han Li’s divine sense had already swept over the palace debris, but unfortunately, the restrictive formations set up inside still existed, preventing him from discovering anything for the time being.


    This somewhat relieved him since the pressure Holy Ancestor Yuan Sha exerted was simply too great.


    If he were to confront this demon head-on, he would undoubtedly be no match.


    However, the only transportation formation was now cut off within the space of the Black Wind Banner’s restrictions.


    To leave this place now, he would have to find another way.


    His gaze flickered, and Han Li started to consider his escape strategy.


    “Fellow Daoist Han, if you are willing to help Brother Xu and me, I, as the Endless Sky Saintess, can take full responsibility for the grievances between you and the Heaventide Prairies, thus resolving the enmity,” just then, Lin Yinping suddenly cried out anxiously to Han Li, her voice filled with urgency.


    “I have already been hunted by you Soaring Tribes for so long; what grudges are left to resolve?


    I have no interest in taking action!” Han Li said indifferently, flatly refusing.


    “Brother Han, don’t forget that it’s because of you that we came to Great Jin.


    If Brother Xu and I fall here, do you think the other three Great Immortal Masters will just let it go?”


    Hearing this, Han Li chuckled, glancing at the sea of blood.


    Lin Yinping was operating the embroidered cloth in her hand, emitting blinding silver light, managing to push back the Evil Soul Threads a bit.


    However, her face was extremely pale, indicating she was using secret techniques to tap into her potential and enhance the power of her spiritual treasure.


    The young man named Xu, having been attacked by surprise and trapped in the sea of blood, was wielding two powerful Daoist paper talismans, both of which were on the verge of collapsing.


    Ironically, the one in the best condition was the brightly shining five-colored Spirit Rhinoceros Peacock.


    Although this ancient spiritual bird could not escape from the purple mist, neither could the Lion Bird beast do anything about it momentarily.


    After all, the beast’s most powerful Golden Wave Attack was effectively countered by the five-colored light; no matter how many waves struck, they instantly dispersed and vanished.


    “Fairy Lin, even if you spout flowery words now, I won’t take action.


    To be honest, if you two hadn’t seemed to be in such dire straits, I would have been tempted to take advantage of the situation.


    As for those three Celestial Masters, if they really come knocking, Han Li here wouldn’t mind exchanging a few divine skills with them,” Han Li replied calmly and unhurriedly.


    He wasn’t bluffing with these words.


    After slaying the ancient devilish techniques, Han Li now had a rough understanding of his own strength.


    With his nearly disciple-level Humanoid Puppet and fully obedient Gui Ling to help, he could hold his own even against three or four late Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time.


    Furthermore, it was improbable for all three of Heaventide’s Great Immortal Masters to leave the prairies to confront him.


    Unless they wished to truly sever the fate of their people.


    After all, the Heaventide Prairies without a Great Immortal Master, if The Moulan learned of this news, it would likely lead to the Soaring Tribes’ immediate extinction.


    Clear about this in his heart, Han Li naturally didn’t care a whit about the threat from the Endless Sky Saintess.


    The worried-looking Corpse Bear’s face relaxed upon hearing these words, and it let out a series of strange laughs.


    “Fellow Daoist Han truly understands the ways of the world.


    I have not made a move against Brother Han, how could he fall for such minor talents’ tricks?


    You two had better surrender obediently.”


    Han Li’s face remained expressionless, yet in his heart, he snorted coldly upon hearing these words.


    Back at the barrier, this Four Scatter True Man, transformed from someone else using some secret technique, had inadvertently revealed a hint of his corpse refining status, which was immediately detected by the Weeping Soul Beast in his bag.


    Startled, he naturally discovered this demon and the silver-winged yaksha were transmitting messages to each other.


    Relying on his divine sense which was somewhat stronger than that of late Nascent Soul cultivators, he stealthily eavesdropped on a part of their conversation without showing any signs.


    In order to avoid detection by these two demons, he dared not forcefully invade their spiritual senses and could only listen in broadly.


    But even this vague portion let him know that this white-haired corpse refining demon actually planned to join forces with the silver-winged yaksha and another demon.


    Once the barrier was broken, they intended to attack the human cultivators who exited the valley first, taking advantage of the moment when everyone’s emotions were most turbulent and their guard was at its lowest.


    As for whether it would be the Soaring Tribes people or Han Li’s group, it didn’t matter to them.


    It was only because Han Li deliberately lagged behind by a step that the young man surnamed Xu and Lin Yinping’s group met with such misfortune.


    Therefore, Han Li had no good feelings towards the other party.


    Although he had never seen this white-haired corpse refining demon before, with late Nascent Soul cultivation and a face like this, it must be the Ten Thousand-Year Corpse Bear from the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.


    He had long heard that this demon had become spiritually sentient tens of thousands of years ago and was a famous figure among the demons of the Great Jin.


    And with the Ten Thousand Demon Valley being a major power of the Great Jin, comparable to the Taiyi Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect, this demon, as a Deputy Valley Master, taking on the guise of a human Loose Cultivator here was indeed intriguing.


    It was also unknown whether there ever was such a Loose Cultivator as the True Man of Dispersal, whether he had been killed and then transformed, or whether this was merely one of the demon’s human guises.


    The demon’s cultivation technique of concealment was indeed extraordinary, to the point that even he couldn’t discern its corpse refining status.


    However, this seemed to have greatly restricted its cultivation; otherwise, it wouldn’t have allowed the black-robed elder of the Yin Sifting Sect to let his Nascent Soul escape so easily during its sneak attack using the Blood Blade.


    Han Li watched the Ten Thousand-Year Corpse Bear standing amidst the distant sea of blood, myriad corpse auras billowing to the skies, and pondered expressionlessly, his eyes flashing suddenly with a cold light.


    Although he had no intention of coming to the rescue of his former adversaries, he wouldn’t simply stand by and let the Blood Blade easily devour the flesh and soul essences of late Nascent Soul cultivators, increasing its power and turning to face them next.


    The moment the young man surnamed Xu perished would be the time for him to seize the Blood Blade.


    Considering the speed at which the Blood Blade could convert its power, there seemed to be a delay in between.


    That interval would be the perfect opportunity to seize the artifact!


    Such a sinister item was naturally safer in his own hands.


    Han Li had already coldly made his decision.


    Without any change in expression, Han Li’s lips moved slightly.


    Gui Ling, who was beside him, had a slight change in her gaze but her expression remained the same.


    “Brother Han, if you’re willing to help out, I am prepared to share with you the secret technique to mature the Gold Devouring Bugs.


    With this condition, surely I can persuade you, Fellow Daoist?” the sullen young man surnamed Xu suddenly took a deep breath and shouted loudly at Han Li.


    “Gold Devouring Bugs?” Han Li was taken aback and looked puzzled.


    “No way, the final transformation of the Gold Devouring Bugs is a great secret of our Holy Temple and shouldn’t be disclosed lightly to outsiders!” Lin Yinping, upon hearing this, opposed it vehemently in surprise.


    “Our lives are at stake, what secrets matter at this point?


    Do you really want to be devoured by the Blood Blade, without even a chance for reincarnation?


    Besides, if we fall here, The Moulan will seize the chance to counterattack the Prairies.


    A mere secret technique is nothing compared to the rise and fall of our tribe,” the young man surnamed Xu, not waiting for Lin Yinping to finish, interrupted her with his face livid.


    Hearing this, Lin Yinping went pale, but ultimately she did not speak again.


    Seeing Han Li’s contemplative expression, the Ten Thousand-Year Corpse Bear felt a sense of foreboding.


    Immediately, the demon didn’t bother to conserve any mana and began inscribing incantations with both hands, madly channeling mana into the blood-red light transformed by the Blood Blade.


    Suddenly, the blood-red light grew explosively and turned into an enormous ghostly face.


    With its mouth gaping open, it rushed to swallow the young man surnamed Xu in the sea of blood below.


    Almost simultaneously, the surrounding blood fog roiled violently, blood waves surging after each other to form a blood-colored vortex that ensnared the young man surnamed Xu, leaving no escape.


    Startled, he knew something was terribly wrong and vigorously urged his azure bead and silver hook, two of his treasures, to fiercely strike at the ghostly maw.


    But with a flash of blood light from the ghost’s mouth, strands of blood-red threads sprayed out, entangling the two treasures instantly and swallowed them whole.


    The young man surnamed Xu’s face was stricken with fear!


    The ghostly face opened its large mouth again, its fangs bared, and an eerie, sinister laugh rang out.


    Suddenly, it lunged toward the sea of blood below, left unguarded.


    The young man surnamed Xu then bit his lip, his inner Nascent Soul opened its eyes wide and was about to escape the body.


    (Second update!


    I had a bit of a headache after being hit by the cold wind when I went out the day before.


    Consequently, I overslept by a few hours after I went to bed yesterday.


    I am now rushing to release this second chapter, please forgive the delay.


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