Published: September 5, 2025
Chapter 688: The Wind-Riding Wheel
Han Li followed behind the marquis of Nanlong and the others, finally flying away from the enormous wind formation that stretched for dozens of miles. During this time, not a single spellmaster appeared to block their path, clearly under some kind of instruction.
This reminded Han Li of an unusual situation he had accidentally discovered when breaking through the barrier.
Now that he thought about it, it was quite a coincidence!
At that time, because his spiritual awareness couldn’t penetrate the surrounding wind and sand, he had no choice but to channel his spiritual power into his eyes to test the magical abilities of his Mingqing Spiritual Eyes.
After all, he had already wiped his eyes several times with the Mingqing Spirit Water. Now was the perfect opportunity to see the effect.
To his surprise, the normally hazy yellow sand suddenly became transparent and clear with a sweep of his Spiritual Eyes.
He was overjoyed!
But soon after, he became puzzled. Because within the nearby sandstorm, he saw a round black shadow about ten yards in diameter.
Startled, he let the spiritual power in his eyes fade away. The black shadow disappeared as well. To the naked eye, all that remained was a sea of sand.
Han Li was stunned. When he activated the Spiritual Eyes again, the black shadow reappeared in the original location, as if it had never vanished.
This time he intensified the spiritual power in his eyes, and the shadow gradually became clearer. He could faintly make out several humanoid figures moving within the shadow.
Further increasing the spiritual power only allowed him to see to this extent. It seemed this was the limit of the Mingqing Spiritual Eyes’ abilities.
But Han Li now understood that someone nearby was using magical abilities to hide and spy on them.
Although he didn’t know what astonishing magical technique it was—enough to deceive even nascent soul stage cultivators—there was no doubt that only spellmasters could appear here.
It seemed the other side was aware of the strength of their group and didn’t want to reveal themselves for a direct confrontation. Instead, they simply watched coldly from the sidelines.
Given this, Han Li chose not to expose their presence and pretended ignorance as they left.
He figured those people didn’t have the courage to come out and stop them.
Once they left the yellow sandstorm, Han Li and the others immediately activated their light speed, transforming into streaks of dazzling light that ripped through the air.
It was important to remember that although they had evaded the spellmaster vanguard, the main force would arrive soon.
If they couldn’t escape this barren yellow wilderness quickly, their lives would truly be in danger.
Whether facing individual advanced-stage cultivators from the spellmaster army or an overwhelming number of spellmasters attacking together, they would not be able to hold out.
Therefore, the marquis of Nanlong and the others remained silent, focusing solely on increasing their flying speed.
With their profound cultivation bases, after only half a day, they faintly saw a patch of green on the ground in the distance—the edge of the Mu Lan Prairie.
"Alright, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. It seems this time was eventful but safe," the marquis of Nanlong, who was leading the way, said with a slight smile after exhaling deeply. He slowed his speed.
After expending so much magical power for so long, even he was a bit exhausted. The others were no better and also reduced their speed.
"Yes. Nothing happened up to this point. Even if the Mu Lan people regret it now, they won’t be able to catch up with us," the stern-faced man said calmly, clearly thinking the danger had passed.
"Don’t be careless! There are many powerful figures among the spellmasters, and their magical abilities are truly incredible. We…" The old man in the white shirt had just spoken when he suddenly hummed, his face showing suspicion as he looked back.
Han Li’s heart stirred. Just as he was about to say something, faint piercing explosive sounds came from a distant place behind them.