Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 788: Encounter on the Road
The young man in the black robe, at the nascent soul stage, was immediately enveloped by the fragrant mist. He felt dizzy and disoriented, his spiritual awareness weakening. Then, those silver lights pierced his nascent soul with lightning speed. His vital energy instantly condensed, his magical abilities completely lost. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he was unable to.
His nascent soul’s face turned pale in an instant, staring in disbelief at the young woman in white beside Han Li.
“Not bad! Your moves have become even sharper,” Han Li smiled and praised the young woman, although it was he who had secretly instructed Silver Moon to take action.
“That’s because my master chose the perfect moment for me to act. This person only wanted to escape, so he didn’t notice that I left behind just an illusion. My true form had already slipped away to the side,” Silver Moon said with a small, smiling pout. Then she waved her fragrant sleeve at the other “Silver Moon” beside Han Li, who instantly dissolved into a ball of white light.
Han Li smiled faintly without saying anything more. Nearby, the large Golden Net that had been enveloping them crackled and transformed back into a golden sphere, flying into his hand and disappearing from sight.
As for the great Geng sword formation, with a movement of Han Li’s divine sense, it reverted to thirty-six flying swords, which shrank and flew back into his sleeve.
Only then did Han Li casually take a glance at the nascent soul.
The young man in the black robe, terrified, wanted to curse furiously, but he was too weak to even open his mouth.
“Silver Moon, take him into that forest over there and start searching for a way to lift the soul-sealing curse,” Han Li’s face darkened as he said coldly. Then, he soared into the air alone, flying towards another dense grove.
“Yes, Master,” Silver Moon replied respectfully, reaching out to lift the nascent soul lightly and following after him.
Not long after, a thick pink mist emerged from the forest, enveloping the entire woodland in fragrant haze.
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Several hundred miles away from the island where Han Li and the young man in the black robe were dueling, spiritual lights flickered. Six long rainbows of different colors streaked through the air, flying towards the island.
Leading them was a silver-haired elder of the Luoyun Sect, his expression grave.
“Fellow cultivator Cheng, your sensing is correct, isn’t it? That teleportation formation looks extremely crude, yet it can send people such a great distance. It’s truly incredible,” a stout elder with a ruddy nose asked, following closely behind the silver-haired elder.
“Absolutely correct. My sensing is clearer than ever. Senior brother Han should be not far ahead. Everyone should be extra cautious. That person is at least a mid nascent soul stage demon cultivator. Although we outnumber him, we are mostly early-stage cultivators, so we must be careful.” The silver-haired elder confirmed, then warned with concern.
“Don’t worry. Brother You brought the sect’s supreme treasure, the Enchanted Immortal Bell. Even if we can’t defeat him, escaping won’t be a problem,” a youthful-looking Fire Dragon Attendant Boy chimed in with a light laugh.
“That’s true. If Brother You hadn’t agreed to bring that treasure to assist, I wouldn’t have dared to risk bringing the others. After all, if that demon cultivator is the Sect Master of the Yin Luo Sect, we would be in real danger,” the silver-haired elder said gratefully, glancing at another elder in gray robes.
“It’s nothing. Brother Cheng once did me a great favor. I will naturally do my best to help. Besides, that demon cultivator from the Yin Luo Sect dared to invade our Xi Country and harm people. They clearly don’t take us seriously. We must teach them a lesson, or else they will think there’s no one in the immortal cultivation world of Xi Country,” the gray-robed elder replied with a slight smile, speaking politely.