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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 453: Extreme Yin Strikes ⚡

Published: August 28, 2025

Chapter 453: The Onslaught of Extreme Yin

Han Li's face remained expressionless as he let the box shoot toward the light shield, bounce off, and fall outside the formation.

He showed no intention whatsoever of disabling the restriction.

He simply fixed the golden box with a cautious gaze, saying nothing.

"What’s the matter? Afraid this box is still some illusion made from Yin Soul Silk? Don’t worry, that old ghost is already dead. I need to team up with you to get rid of Extreme Yin. I won’t attack you again. Besides, you have so many golden thunder bamboo magical treasures on you—this really surprises me. They must be very effective against the profound yin great technique used by Extreme Yin. I definitely won’t cut off my own arm," the revered master of the mysterious bones said calmly, hands clasped behind his back as he gazed at Han Li inside the light shield.

Han Li heard this but didn’t even glance at the master in the sky.

To him, since the other party could scheme against him once, naturally they could do so again for other unknown reasons.

No matter how convincing or reasonable the words were, he had to remain cautious.

With that thought, Han Li raised a single hand. A slender, faint golden arc of electricity shot out, striking the lid of the golden box.

With a crackling spark, the golden box wobbled slightly but showed no anomaly whatsoever.

Seeing this, Han Li exhaled slightly in relief.

If this box had been some evil entity, it certainly wouldn’t have escaped the strike of the evil-repelling divine thunder.

Next, feeling confident, he casually beckoned at the box in the void. It jumped up from the ground and flew straight to him.

At the same time, the surrounding light shield flashed once, then returned to normal. Taking advantage of this, the golden box passed through the shield and landed in Han Li’s hand.

Under Han Li’s spiritual awareness surveillance, the master of the mysterious bones did not move an inch. This gave Han Li some reassurance as he lowered his gaze to the golden box in his palm.

But as he stared at it, a cold light flickered in his eyes. He did not immediately open the box but seemed to be contemplating something.

The master of the mysterious bones in the air saw Han Li’s cautious demeanor, sneered coldly, and leisurely looked around without any sign of hurry.

Han Li glanced at the spiritual ginseng’s avatar on the ground—a white rabbit.

At this moment, it lay motionless on the ground, seemingly still unconscious.

After a moment’s hesitation, Han Li decisively stretched out two fingers and gently flicked the lid of the golden box.

Suddenly, a burst of azure light blazed between his fingers and the box lid. Then, the lid opened by itself, revealing the contents inside.

Han Li concentrated and looked closely to see a small object.

This item was about half a foot long, earthy yellow all over, with dry, wrinkled skin like a piece of old tree root.

Han Li was speechless!

If there was anything slightly unusual, it was that a beautiful silver flower bloomed at the top. The flower emitted a faint glow and a subtle fragrance that invigorated Han Li’s spirit.

Just as Han Li wondered whether this was truly the Nine-Twisted Spiritual Ginseng or if the master of the mysterious bones had randomly picked some unknown thing to deceive him, the rabbit—previously lying motionless—suddenly leapt up, transforming into a burst of white light that shot toward the “root” inside the golden box.

Han Li was momentarily stunned but then his face lit up.

Since the white rabbit avatar of the Nine-Twisted Spiritual Ginseng was so attached to this object, it proved that this really was the Nine-Twisted Spiritual Ginseng, which put his heart at ease.

But Han Li couldn’t just let this avatar merge with the original so easily.

He bent his fingers one by one and flicked, releasing a blue sword light that struck the rabbit’s head, sending it tumbling backward.

However, the little creature, seeing its original so close by, jumped up desperately again, determined not to give up until it reached its goal.