Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 890: Golden Flame Stone
Han Li’s gaze did not fall on the giant bat, but instead on a group of immortal cultivators standing on its enormous back.
Although they were still quite far away, the blue glow flickering in his pupils allowed him to clearly see their appearances. He couldn’t help but be taken aback.
There were eight people in this group—four men and four women. The men wore brocade dresses and jade belts, their attire luxurious. The women wore white robes, barefoot, with golden belts around their waists—clearly not the clothing of the Tuwo people.
Han Li felt somewhat suspicious.
However, what reassured him was that except for the first two leaders who were at the core formation stage, the rest were only foundation establishment stage immortal cultivators. It seemed they were not here to target them.
Just as Han Li’s thoughts raced, the giant bat, about five or six zhang in wingspan, flew overhead the convoy. Flapping its huge wings wildly a few times, it suddenly stopped midair.
A strong gale rushed straight toward the convoy, instantly overturning several carts right in its path. Leather bags, boxes, and other items were thrown out and broken open. Numerous ores, herbs, and other goods scattered all over the ground.
As for the mortals knocked down by the fierce winds, there were many.
At this moment, the Tuwo immortal masters, who had originally shown slight expressions of change, became deeply alarmed and looked at each other anxiously.
"Who is the leader among you? Step forward and speak," said a man in his forties on the giant bat, coldly scanning the convoy and speaking in the Tuwo language. This man was one of the core formation stage cultivators. Another person beside him was a woman in white in her twenties. Although somewhat attractive, her expression was as cold as ice.
Hearing this, Yinglu’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately stepped out from the group, bowed, and intended to speak respectfully.
"I'm not referring to mortals, but to you immortal masters," the man’s face darkened, and he spoke impatiently. Suddenly, the giant bat flapped one wing, another gust of wind hit Yinglu, blowing her off balance, forcing her to stagger backward repeatedly, almost sitting on the ground.
Seeing this, the other Tuwo immortal cultivators became even more frightened.
The opponent’s intentions clearly seemed hostile.
The next moment, all their gazes turned to Han Li.
After all, in the immortal cultivation world, the cultivator with the highest realm automatically becomes the leader, which seemed reasonable.
Seeing this situation, Han Li felt a wave of frustration inside.
However, he also noticed something.
At this moment, Feng Yue and another Tuwo immortal cultivator had still not stepped out of the cart.
It was understandable that Feng Yue had not come out—his death was imminent, so naturally he seemed somewhat reckless and didn't fear offending high-level immortal cultivators. But the other person was someone Han Li had been curious about before, also only at the foundation establishment stage, yet he too arrogantly refused to come out. This was very problematic!
"Could it be that these people are here for him?" Han Li thought.
"May I ask what brings you honorable seniors and fellow cultivators here? Are you looking for someone or something, or is there another mission? We will do our best to cooperate," Han Li stepped forward helplessly and calmly said.
Upon hearing this calm and unyielding response, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. After circling Han Li’s cloak, he said expressionlessly:
"Speak to me after you take off your cloak. I want to see your face first."
Han Li was a bit annoyed by these words. But since he had never shown his true face before when fighting Tuwo immortal masters, this was not a big deal. Without saying much, he took off his cloak, revealing an ordinary appearance.
The men and women on the giant bat all focused their gaze on Han Li’s face. He even sensed spiritual energy flowing from the man’s eyes, who was using some secret technique to observe him.