HPDBC Chapter 1010 - Chapter 1010 Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures Chapter 1006 Spirit Casting Hall
Chapter 1010 - Chapter 1010 Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures Chapter 1006 Spirit Casting Hall
Chapter 1010: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures Chapter 1006 Spirit Casting Hall Chapter 1010: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spirit Treasures Chapter 1006 Spirit Casting Hall Upon seeing this scene, the expressions on the faces of the large man and the others changed slightly, and then the four of them huddled together and whispered quietly.
At the same time, Han Li also heard the voice transmission of the Fu-surnamed elder:
“It seems that after the Array is broken, the joint force of our group has dissolved as well.
I wonder, Brother Han, what do you plan to do next?”
Han Li looked at the elder not far away, pondered for a moment, and then sent a voice transmission back with a slight movement of his lips.
“There are so many destinations from here.
I, Han Li, plan to act alone as well.
As long as I don’t choose any particularly eye-catching locations, there shouldn’t be any danger.”
“I see!
But I, Fu, do not dare to act alone and risk being stealth attacked by the Silver-winged Yaksha or the Lion Bird, as I lack the power to protect myself.
I and Fellow Daoist Bai will choose the same stone staircase.
Whether we find anything or not will depend on our respective fortunes,” the elder replied with a silent pause, followed by a wry smile.
This Nine Nether Sect elder didn’t seem to harbor any complaints.
After all, with so many people hunting for treasure, it indeed was not very suitable for many to search in the same place.
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Otherwise, if any rare treasures were to appear, a scramble was inevitable.
Considering that Han Li’s divine skills were clearly a cut above both his and Bai Yaoyi’s, it was better to act separately right there and then.
“Brother Fu, Fellow Daoist Han!
We are taking our leave.” Seemingly having finished their discussion, the large man immediately gave a shout to this side and then formed groups of two.
They made a round in front of a few steles, then split up and flew towards two of the stone staircases.
Not long afterward, their figures disappeared into the misty spirit energy in the distance, leaving no trace behind.
At this point, the Fu-surnamed elder had also finished his secret voice transmission with Bai Yaoyi, and after bidding Han Li farewell, the two couldn’t wait to choose a stone staircase that no one had taken yet and left with the Light Body Skill.
In the vast plaza, in just a moment, only Han Li was left.
Looking around the empty surroundings, a cold smile appeared on Han Li’s face, and his eyes swept over the steles.
Apart from the places that earlier groups had gone to and locations like “Kunwu Hall” and “Demon Suppression Tower,” which sounded like important sites of Kunwu Mountain, the rest were ambiguous, leaving it hard to judge which destinations they led to.
“Wisdom Bright Pavilion, Auspicious Cloud Hall, Hook Jade Pool…
Spirit Casting Hall.
Could it be related to Artifact Refining?” Han Li’s gaze paused, landing on one of the steles.
Although he knew that such places as the Kunwu Hall and the Spirit Treasure Pavilion might harbor great treasures, the number of cultivators who would go there was certainly not small, and he had no intention of risking his life for them.
Since he had already obtained the Infant Nurturing Pill, the most fundamental thing was to safely escape from this place.
Thinking this over, Han Li felt that the Spirit Casting Hall would likely not have many visitors and he was somewhat interested in it, so he immediately flickered to the stone staircase behind the stele and headed up the mountain.
Shortly after Han Li disappeared, a yellow light flickered at the center of the plaza, and the Silver-winged Yaksha, the ugly woman, and the Lion Bird-three mystical creatures-appeared simultaneously amid the light.
“The Earth Escape Skill has only gotten us this far.
If we go any further, we will trigger the underground restrictive formations,” the Silver-winged Yaksha stated as it gathered its radiance, looking towards the stone staircase leading to the Kunwu Hall, and slowly continued.
“There is a strong remnant of Spiritual Energy fluctuations here; it seems those human cultivators have just broken the Array,” the ugly woman added, hands on hips.
Just then, the Lion Bird suddenly let out a low growl, then spread its wings and flew into the low sky, circling several steles in succession before flying back.
“People have already passed through these places!
Tsk tsk, Fellow Lion Bird’s sense of smell is really keen,” the Silver-winged Yaksha first looked surprised, then laughed.
“That’s perfect.
These human cultivators have split up, making it easier for us to snatch their Life Origin Tokens.
However, those who enter the Kunwu Hall, if their divine skills are not strong enough, I’m afraid they can’t break the hall’s restrictive formations,” the ugly woman frowned and worried aloud.
“Humph, no matter.
If these humans can’t do it, I will help them secretly from the shadows.
As long as we do not touch those few restrictive formations that restrain us, we should be able to break the others with some certainty,” the Silver-winged Yaksha confidently declared.
“Since that’s the case, let’s go.
Let’s first see which cultivators took this stone staircase.
Brother Yaksha, among the three of us, your skill at concealing is the most exquisite, so please cover for us,” the ugly woman spoke carefreely.
“Got it,” the Silver-winged Yaksha casually agreed.
Then with a slight flutter of its wings, a burst of silver radiance surged forth, sweeping them all up in it, and with a flash, the three mystical creatures disappeared from sight.
At this time, on a stone kiosk halfway up Kunwu Mountain, a Five-Colored Peacock had just peeked half of its body out of the light screen…
Of all this, Han Li naturally had no knowledge.
At the moment, his toes tapped lightly, and his figure floated effortlessly away, swaying several meters with each movement.
After making several turns, he had long since left the White Jade Plaza far behind.
Both sides of the stone staircase were lined with tall spirit trees, some of which Han Li recognized and others he had never seen before, but they caught his interest nonetheless.
These trees must have been growing on Kunwu Mountain for tens of thousands of years; even the originally ordinary spiritual wood had now become top-quality material for artifact refining.
However, Han Li naturally wouldn’t slow down for these things.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a brightness suddenly appeared before his eyes, and he could finally see a large expanse of pavilions looming in the distance.
Han Li’s face revealed a trace of joy, and he quickened his pace, reaching the end of the stone steps in the blink of an eye, but then a change in his expression halted his footsteps.
A layer of white, misty light curtain stood before him, and through the light curtain, he saw a tall cyan wall behind it, towering six to seven zhang high, completely concealing what lay beyond.
However, facing the stone steps was a tall stele pavilion, through which one could vaguely see a large expanse of buildings behind the wall, and at the conspicuous top of the pavilion, three large characters “Spirit Casting Hall” were written in silver powder.
Han Li’s gaze swept around; the light curtain was broad, enveloping the estate-like Spirit Casting Hall within it, and there was no trick or shortcut to enter.
It seemed that the ancient experts who had sealed this mountain had activated all the restrictive formations before leaving, protecting everything here, perhaps thinking they would have an opportunity to return to this mountain in the future.
He thought indifferently, but without any hesitation in his movements, he flicked his sleeve, and a streak of golden light shot forth, viciously slashing at the light curtain.
With a crisp “hiss,” the golden light transformed by the flying sword was so sharp that it forcibly cleaved an inch deep into the light curtain, but it still had to halt.
The bisected light curtain shone brightly, attempting to mend itself.
He frowned, raised his hand towards a point in the light curtain, and with a “swoosh,” the flying sword immediately shot back.
The torn light curtain closed again.
Looking at the light curtain that was about a zhang thick, Han Li estimated that even if he used the Giant Sword Technique to attack, it would probably be ineffective.
After all, for defensive barriers like this, if one couldn’t destroy it with a single strike, it could almost instantly restore itself to its original state.
Of course, if he were patient enough, he could also release the Gold Devouring Bugs to slowly consume the Spiritual Power of the light curtain; & it would probably take a few days to break through this restriction.
But how could he have so much time to wait?
With only a brief calculation, he immediately made a decision, slapped his hand onto the storage pouch at his waist, and a fist-sized orb of light flew out.
After circling around, it revealed an antiquely styled Feathered Fan, with gold, silver, and red luminescence flickering non-stop on its surface.
He beckoned towards the sky, and the fan, with a phoenix cry, fell into Han Li’s hands.
He then rubbed his hands together unceremoniously, and beneath the brilliant light, the fan transformed into a few feet in size.
Han Li held the fan with one hand, his eyes coldly fixed on the light curtain in front of him, and slightly shook the treasure in his hand.
With a “puff,” under his deliberate control of the Mana in his body, a streak of three-coloured flames erupted from the fan.
However, this time the fire did not transform into a Fire Phoenix Cloth but instead sprayed directly onto the light curtain, melting it away like spring sun on snow.
The light curtain rapidly dissolved and vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, a large hole appeared.
Han Li’s eyes flashed, he tucked the Three Flame Fan back, and his figure immediately turned into a streak of cyan rainbow, shooting directly into the light curtain.
Once the radiance of the cyan rainbow was restrained, Han Li’s figure appeared in front of the stele pavilion.
He then turned to take a look.
In just that brief moment, the light curtain began to mend itself again.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Han Li’s mouth.
It seemed that when he would leave, it would require some additional effort.
With this in mind, he checked the Mana within his body.
Although he had experience with using the Three Flame Fan once before and had only used a part of its power this time, he had still lost nearly one-third of his Mana.
He shook his head, turned, and strode towards the bell tower behind the stone wall.
The buildings ahead looked the same, each a two-story small building about ten or more zhang high.
Han Li casually entered one near the entrance and found it empty, with nothing more than some tables and chairs, seemingly just a place for rest.
It seemed that if there had been any personal belongings inside, the ancient experts had already cleaned them out when they retreated.
Although he had anticipated this, Han Li still sighed to himself.
In such a case, he no longer held much hope for the other pavilions.
Indeed, after visiting several similar pavilions, he came up empty-handed.
The other buildings, resembling warehouses made of stone, were also empty.
Whether it was stone shelves, stone platforms, or large metal boxes inside, they were all empty, not even a trace of Artifact Refining materials to be seen.
This left Han Li, who had searched a small area, feeling quite stifled.
When Han Li walked out of the last stone house, he found himself in front of a stone hall.
The stone hall did not seem very large, maybe about a hundred zhang across, but its entire body was a fiery red color, as if a layer of flames was burning on the surface of the hall.
“Spirit Transformation Hall”
Han Li looked at the fiery red plaque hanging above the hall door and muttered softly to himself.
Even though he was just standing outside the stone hall, a scorching aura was already rushing toward him from inside.
His heart stirred, and he walked in with his hands clasped behind his back.
The moment he set foot through the hall’s entrance, a thunderous roar rang in his ears, causing Han Li to narrow his eyes and quickly scan the interior.(To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com.
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