Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 872: Abyss of Demonic Energy
“Hmph! Brother Wei, why ask when you already know? I refuse to believe that fellow cultivator Han has no fears at all. He has already advanced to the mid nascent soul stage at such a young age and possesses several powerful magical abilities. Once he reaches the late nascent soul stage, what place would remain for us in Tian Nan?” The black-robed burly man said coldly.
“Hehe! My view is somewhat different from Brother Heartsong’s,” Wei Wuya glanced at the Heartsong Old Demon with a half-smile.
“What differences? Brother Wei, why not explain? Do you still have the confidence to suppress this person after he advances to the late nascent soul stage?” the Heartsong Old Demon said gloomily.
“Suppress? Why suppress? I am the eldest among the three great cultivators and will likely ascend in about a hundred years. Even if he is truly a reincarnated true immortal, is it possible for him to advance again within a hundred years? If that is the case, even if he’s capable of sweeping across all Tian Nan in the future, what does that have to do with me?” Wei Wuya said indifferently.
“Brother Wei, are you willing to let him seize the massive power base you have painstakingly built up? If fellow cultivator Han is willing to join forces with me, I can even concede a bit on some matters,” the Heartsong Old Demon said with narrowed eyes.
“I have no interest in stirring up trouble! Besides, Brother Heartsong, don’t you think it’s a bit late to be scheming now? If this person was at the early nascent soul stage and you were willing to pay a sufficient price, I might be tempted. But now, the opponent’s cultivation base isn’t yet at our level, and their magical abilities aren’t weaker than ours by much either. I have no desire to make an enemy of equal level, nor do I want endless calamity for our sect. Don’t forget, it’s almost impossible to completely annihilate someone at our level. Even the most thorough plans often end in failure. Of course, if we could assemble the same lineup as when we fought the ancient demon, that would be different. But from my perspective, Brother Heartsong had better stop these pointless small moves and avoid provoking this person’s hostility. After all, even if he truly has the chance to unify Tian Nan, it won’t last long. Remember the fate of that transformation spirit realm cultivator who once dominated Tian Nan.” Wei Wuya smiled coldly.
The Heartsong Old Demon was taken aback by these words and then fell into thoughtful silence. Whether he had truly taken in Wei Wuya’s words was unknown.
At this moment, Han Li and Master Zhiyang had already descended thousands of zhang into the vortex.
Under the heavy pressure of spiritual energy, the two couldn’t instantly fly to the bottom and could only descend slowly.
Han Li had long since summoned the Blue Light Shield, which transformed into a blue light veil protecting his entire body. Meanwhile, over thirty golden flying swords formed countless sword shadows, swiftly circling around him as he continued sinking downward.
Master Zhiyang was even more extraordinary. From the very start, relying on a single white, misty flying sword that transformed into a radiant rainbow, he circled and spiraled around himself, easily breaking through layers of white spiritual energy and descending shoulder to shoulder with Han Li.
Han Li watched this, secretly admiring it.
These late nascent soul old monsters were indeed extraordinary beings.
Thinking this, Han Li used his spiritual awareness to scan downward again.
However, after penetrating just over ten zhang below, his spiritual awareness was reflected back with no effect.
As for the Mingqing spiritual eye, it could penetrate further, about thirty to forty zhang, but the view was still a misty white expanse. However, those spiritual energy vortexes that appeared from time to time could not escape the spiritual eye’s abilities, and Han Li had already noticed and cleverly dodged them.