"What's this? You recognize me?" Han Li's eyes flickered with a strange light as he looked at the black-robed elder and asked calmly.
"No, no, I mistook you for someone else. How could a junior like me recognize a senior like you!" The black-robed elder was startled by Han Li's icy gaze and hurriedly denied, stuttering.
"Mistook me?" Han Li nonchalantly stroked his chin, shifting his gaze away from the elder to the others, as if he truly believed the elder's words.
The gray-clothed man glanced at the elder with some confusion. Although equally surprised, they were in a dangerous situation and couldn't afford to focus on anything else, just hoping to say something flattering to Han Li and escape.
But before Han Li could respond, he slowly said, "Since you are cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect and have discovered Han's whereabouts, then consider yourselves unlucky. Your lives are now in my hands!" With these words, Han Li's expression turned cold, and with a flick of his sleeve, more than ten green sword lights surged out. As these sword lights emerged from his sleeve, they swayed in the wind, transforming into dozens of them, sweeping toward the few cultivators.
Upon hearing Han Li's chilling tone, the gray-clothed cultivator knew things were dire. Seeing the astonishing momentum of Han Li's attack, his face turned even paler, devoid of blood.
Naturally, he wouldn't sit idly by. Without hesitation, his figure swiftly shifted, and numerous black qi suddenly emanated, enveloping his figure. Then, two gold and silver tridents flew out of the black mist, turning into two golden-silver pythons, blocking the black mist. At the same time, the gray-clothed cultivator desperately activated his escape technique, turning into a black smoke and fleeing in panic, disregarding the lives of the other cultivators.
The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators were shocked. Except for the elder, all the others were swiftly decapitated under the onslaught of the green sword qi, without any resistance. At the moment when the elder was horrified, Han Li flicked his hand, and a thin green thread shot into the elder's body, causing him to fall to the ground immediately.
Seeing this, Han Li no longer paid attention to the elder, his gaze shifting to the gray-clothed cultivator who had fled over a hundred feet away, a hint of coldness appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He pointed casually at the sword lights. Instantly, over a hundred green lights converged, forming a huge green sword. Then, with a light command from Han Li, the giant sword emitted a low buzzing sound, shaking once before turning into a ten-zhang-long green rainbow. At an unimaginable speed, it chased after the black smoke, and dazzling green light burst out.
The gray-clothed cultivator screamed in terror. Whether it was the gold and silver pythons formed by the flying tridents or the black qi protecting his body, they were all obliterated by a single blow from the giant sword. Even the gray-clothed cultivator himself turned into a rain of blood.
Only then did Han Li calmly retrieve his magic treasure. With a slight change in his expression, his gaze returned to the unconscious elder.
After a brief pause, Han Li raised his hand without hesitation. The elder's emaciated body "whooshed" into his hand, surrounded by green light. Then, Han Li's other hand pressed down on the elder's head without any hesitation.
After a moment, a flame rose in Han Li's hand, and the elder turned into a flying ash in the fire, disappearing into thin air.
"He turned out to be an abandoned disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Dong Xuan'er! I didn't expect her to have reached the Foundation Establishment stage as well. But why would she send someone to find me? It's really strange." Han Li floated in the air with his hands behind his back, a hint of surprise on his face.
The background of the black-robed elder was indeed quite complicated. Originally, he was a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, but fearing punishment for a serious mistake, he changed his identity and joined the Ghost Spirit Sect, hiding until now.
Naturally, Han Li didn't care about these things. What surprised him was that the elder had previously served under Dong Xuan'er for a period of time when she had already formed her Gold Core. She even dispatched him and some other Hehuan Sect disciples to search for Han Li frantically for a while, even daring to infiltrate the Nine Nations Alliance to secretly search for Han Li's whereabouts.
At that time, Han Li had already arrived in the Chaotic Star Sea. Naturally, this matter came to nothing.
It was during that time that the elder had seen Han Li's portrait, so he recognized him in astonishment now.
Han Li couldn't figure out why Dong Xuan'er was looking for him. He didn't flatter himself to think that this woman would be interested in him, so there must be something peculiar about her dispatching people to find him.
Unfortunately, the elder in the black robe had a low status and knew nothing about it.
After thinking for a while, Han Li still couldn't figure out the reason behind Dong Xuan'er's search for him, so he shook his head and put it aside.
Regardless of why Dong Xuan'er had sent someone to find him, or what her intentions were, it probably didn't matter anymore after so many years. As a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn't need to care about it now.
With that in mind, Han Li dealt with the bodies of the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators and glanced in the direction of the Yellow Maple Valley's original sect. Then, he left the Taiyue Mountain Range.
Little did Han Li know that while he was annihilating the Ghost Spirit Sect, in a secluded closed-door room at the site of the Concealed Moon Sect's ruins, a skinny and peculiar-looking robed cultivator who was meditating suddenly frowned and sighed, reaching into his chest and pulling out a dull, lightless bone plaque.
The robed cultivator toyed with the bone plaque for a while. After a moment, he narrowed his eyes, a hint of grimness flashing across his face.
After a while, he stood up and walked out of the closed-door room.
Passing through a long corridor, the robed cultivator arrived in a hall and casually sat on a stone chair in the middle of the hall. Then, a white light flashed in his hand, and a small bronze bell appeared out of nowhere.
With a loud "clang," the robed cultivator casually shook the bell, and a resonant bell rang out, spreading who knows how far.
Then the man put away the bell, sat stiffly in the chair, and fell silent.
But after a while, three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators hurriedly ran out of several side doors of the hall, two men and one woman, standing respectfully below the elder, each with a look of awe.
"Just now, the soul light on your sixth junior brother's life token went out. It seems he fell victim to someone's hand. Although I don't know what happened, as disciples of the Soul Fragmentation Sect, we cannot die without knowing the cause. "The junior brother understands the severity of the situation. Let's split up and act separately," the man in black said with a slight pause.
Then the two men and one woman left the hall and went their separate ways.
Several days later, disciples of the Ghost Soul Sect truly found the location where Han Li had killed several people, following the traces left by those few individuals. After some investigation, Han Li's original cave dwelling was exposed.
Upon receiving the news, the three members of the Soul Fragmentation Sect personally led a group of disciples to rush to the Taiyue Mountains. They appeared in Han Li's old cave dwelling, standing before the large pit left behind by the Spirit Eye Spring that Han Li had moved away. The three of them exchanged glances.
At the same time, in a distant location,
Hanyunzhi and the woman named Liu, accompanied by several disciples of the Spirit Control Sect, appeared on a stretch of rugged mountains. They hurriedly crossed this area and entered the territory of Yue Country.
