Published: September 5, 2025
Chapter 701: Ten-Thousand-Foot Thread
The moment Han Li’s figure shot out of the hall’s door, a thunderous roar erupted behind him. Startled, Han Li hurriedly glanced back.
He saw the Jade Reef Pavilion suddenly shatter into pieces. Then, a golden sun about ten feet in diameter rose abruptly from the ruins. At the center of the blazing sun, a figure swayed faintly—it appeared to be none other than the marquis of Nanlong himself, seemingly employing some secret art.
Han Li's heart tightened.
That Jade Reef Pavilion was no ordinary building, or else he would have escaped through its walls using his flying escape technique. Yet, under the marquis of Nanlong’s single strike, it collapsed completely.
It seemed that after these nascent soul old monsters had exerted themselves, none were to be underestimated!
Thinking this, Han Li had already teleported back to the center of the hall. He glanced at the walls, which had already started to mend themselves, and without hesitation raised his hand. With a snap of his fingers, a several-feet-long azure light shot forth, striking the stone wall opposite him.
“Pfft,” the wall was pierced with a hole the size of a bowl, but immediately a flash of white light appeared and the hole vanished.
Frowning, Han Li was about to try another method when his expression suddenly changed. He swiftly turned around like a ghost.
Several dozen feet behind him, the marquis of Nanlong stood silently, his body radiating dazzling golden light. But his face was pale and his spirit extremely exhausted.
Han Li looked behind him emotionlessly. At the site of the pavilion, a huge golden bowl floated inverted in midair. Beneath it, a golden mist and rosy light formed a protective glow. Inside, black flashes and white vapors flickered continuously, accompanied faintly by sounds of thunderous explosions.
Seeing this, a flash of surprise crossed Han Li’s face.
This marquis of Nanlong had used some unfathomable divine ability to temporarily trap Wang Tiangu, the Yun elder, and the others inside, allowing himself to escape.
“This outer layer of the formation can only be quickly undone with the Opening Mountain Banner, Han Dao Friend. There’s only one banner, so it will take some time. Please help me stall—they won’t be confined by my ancient treasure’s power for long. Very soon, they may break free,” the marquis of Nanlong said with a forced smile. With one hand flipped, a small yellow flag spun rapidly in his palm as he began chanting spells, clearly confident Han Li would comply.
After flickering his gaze a few times, Han Li did not hesitate. He slapped his hand onto his storage pouch, and a jade-green formation array appeared in his palm.
It was the magical artifact he had used to break the supreme mysterious divine seal before.
Without a word, he swiftly traced several azure runes and blew upon them lightly. The runes floated down onto the formation array, which immediately shone with bright azure light.
“Activate,” Han Li muttered coldly, forming hand seals with both hands.
Except for the wall directly facing the marquis of Nanlong, the previously vanished blue crystal wall reappeared, sealing the large hall’s main entrance once again.
“Dao friend, you can command the supreme mysterious divine seal?” The marquis of Nanlong’s chanting faltered in surprise.
“The power I can exert is barely one-tenth of its original strength. It won’t keep them trapped for long either. Brother Nanlong, it’s best you open an escape route before they break the seal,” Han Li said gravely, showing no trace of pride.
Hearing this, the marquis of Nanlong noticed the crystal wall was indeed much dimmer than before. His faint joy vanished, and he tossed the small flag out. It transformed into a streak of yellow light that pierced into the wall and vanished. His chanting resumed.
At the same time, a thunderous explosion rang from inside. The blue light of the crystal wall flickered wildly as the booming sounds of destruction came through clearly.