Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 771: The Border Battle (8)
After probing with his spiritual awareness, Han Li was shocked to find that the burly man in the brocade robe was actually a late nascent soul cultivator! Even more surprising, he was a Mulan divine master! Weren’t there supposed to be only three divine masters in Mulan?
Before Han Li could make sense of this, the brocade-robed man faced the lightning pearl soaring down and raised his hand to grasp at the void.
Han Li’s heart tightened. Without hesitation, he quickly pointed a finger, and the lightning pearl immediately spiraled and attempted to change direction.
But this move was slightly too late.
Suddenly, a huge cyan hand appeared above the lightning pearl, and with lightning-fast speed, it snatched the pearl up.
There was absolutely no way to dodge!
Han Li raised an eyebrow and without hesitation formed hand seals with both hands, detonating the sealed lightning pearl.
Golden and cyan light exploded within the big hand, and the hand along with the lightning pearl instantly vanished without a trace.
The brocade-robed man snorted coldly, but a flash of cyan light crossed his face, and his expression returned to normal.
Han Li didn’t try to escape but instead coldly stared at his opponent, remaining silent.
The brocade-robed man then raised his head to glance at Han Li and said calmly, “You are Han Li, the cultivator who possesses the golden thunder bamboo magical treasure!”
“Mulan only has three divine masters, right? Who exactly are you?” Han Li didn’t answer the man’s question but instead asked another.
“Very well! You know I am a Mulan divine master and still remain so calm. Looks like you really are the person Divine Master Zhong mentioned. I am Tian Zhong, the fourth divine master of Mulan!” The brocade-robed man said without any surprise or excitement.
“Fourth divine master? This is the first time I’ve heard of that. But your shape-transformed giant hand can’t even control one of my lightning pearls. I’m guessing you only recently entered the late nascent soul stage and haven’t fully stabilized your cultivation base yet!” Han Li stared at the man bluntly.
At the same time, he casually pointed at the many sword lights in front of him. Immediately, the swords rang out together, transforming into a misty azure glow that blocked the space before Han Li.
“I may have only recently entered the late stage, but you think you can fight me? You are truly arrogant,” the brocade-robed man sneered, a trace of mockery on his lips.
“He alone cannot manage, but what if I join him!” Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from a side.
Han Li was momentarily stunned, then greatly pleased.
“Who’s there!” The burly man was shocked and sharply demanded, eyes flashing intensely.
“To think after only a little over a hundred years, Brother Tian has advanced to the late stage. I am truly surprised! I wonder if your magical abilities have really improved that much,” the woman said.
With these words, a flash of white light appeared, and a beautiful woman in a red dress materialized in mid-air beside the brocade-robed man, coldly looking at him.
“Ah, Lady Feng. But aren’t you afraid that Brother Long Han might get into trouble if you appear here alone? You and your husband always fight side by side,” the brocade-robed man’s expression shifted upon seeing the red-dressed woman.
“Don’t worry! My husband ranks among thousands of cultivators; even you divine masters cannot harm him. I just wanted to see how powerful the fourth divine master really is. Brother Han, you should go rescue the other cultivators.” The woman’s last two sentences were directed at Han Li.
Then she raised her hand; her fingers spread, revealing a small translucent fiery red bottle floating in her palm.
Before she could cast a spell to activate it, the bottle emitted a red glow, enveloped by a roaring flame, and gently floated upward.
“Fire Spirit Flask!” The brocade-robed man’s face darkened, muttering under his breath.