A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 687: Grand Master

When the others heard this, none of them showed any sign of panic.

It seemed everyone understood that these spellmasters only dared to trap them with restrictive formations because there truly weren’t many high-level spellmasters here. Otherwise, they would have surged forward long ago.

However, they couldn’t be trapped for too long. If the Mulan people’s reinforcements arrived, that would be a serious problem!

So the elderly women and a few others shimmered with multicolored light, no longer hiding their divine abilities. Each began to unleash their magical powers to assault the surrounding restrictive formations.

Han Li also elegantly flicked his hand, sending out three azure lights. They surged wildly in the wind and instantly transformed into three azure rainbows, sweeping toward the nearby yellow sands.

A ripple, like a wave of water, suddenly appeared under the barrage of everyone’s attacks.

Then the yellow light flashed, and the restrictive formation was torn apart like thin paper under their assault, easily shattered.

Seeing how effortlessly they had succeeded, the others were somewhat surprised. Han Li, however, remained calm, transforming into a streak of light and shooting straight out through the gap.

A hastily set restrictive formation could not have much power. It was natural that a single strike from them could break it, so there was nothing to hesitate about.

Seeing Han Li’s decisive action, the other old hands were momentarily stunned but quickly understood and followed closely behind.

Once outside, although the endless flying sand persisted, the oppressive feeling within the restrictive formation was gone. This allowed Han Li to breathe a little easier as he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual awareness, trying to discern the correct direction before moving.

At that moment, Han Li’s expression shifted slightly. His eyes narrowed as he fixed his gaze on a particular spot in the yellow sand, where something floated motionless in the air.

His pupils flickered faintly with a blue light, giving him an eerie look. His face remained calm and indifferent, showing no hint of what he was thinking.

“Han Dao You, what are you doing here?” The marquis of Nanlong, who had caught up from behind, looked at Han Li’s fixed stare suspiciously and also swept his spiritual awareness in that direction but found nothing unusual. He asked curiously.

“Nothing much, I’m just thinking about which direction we should take,” Han Li replied calmly as he turned around.

“Within this ghostly sandstorm, spiritual awareness doesn’t function well. How can you see anything with just the naked eye? I have an exotic treasure called the ‘Star Stabilizing Plate’ that’s perfect for dealing with this kind of situation,” the marquis of Nanlong said dismissively. Then, with one hand, he reached to his waist and pulled out a flat, round pale red jade plate.

Holding the treasure in one hand, the marquis formed hand seals with the other, muttering obscure incantations. His five fingers opened, releasing a streak of golden light that struck a flowing rune on the plate’s surface.

Golden and red dual-colored exotic light radiated intensely from the plate.

Han Li’s heart stirred as he took a closer look at the treasure.

The plate displayed golden stars, forming a strange pattern that contained heavenly phenomena like stars, sun, and moon — extremely peculiar.

Han Li was mesmerized, and the Old Man in White Shirt and the others also gathered curiously.

The marquis of Nanlong paid no mind and focused on the plate’s pattern. After a moment, with one hand, he flipped the treasure, which then vanished. He said briefly, “Follow me!”

Saying this, the marquis transformed into a golden light and flew off diagonally with flying escape.

Without hesitation, the elderly women, the cold-faced cultivators, and others followed closely behind. Apparently, they trusted this mid nascent soul stage cultivator’s judgment.