novelapdf Chapter 173 A single finger gesture is all it takes to tattle.
Chapter 173 A single finger gesture is all it takes to tattle.
Chapter 174 A single finger pointing is all it takes to tattle.
"roll!"
"I want this place!"
"Hahaha, so frail!"
Han Li's expression was one of utter embarrassment, and the stiffness on his face was extremely obvious.
He climbed up from the jade pillar and looked at the tall, blue-robed man with curly yellow beard, not daring to show even a trace of resentment in his eyes.
He immediately jumped off the jade pillar and flew towards the distant stone wall.
You bearded fellow, huh? I'll remember you.
Han Li found a clean corner, sat down cross-legged, glanced at the blue-bearded man in the arena, feeling a surge of resentment and grievance.
He forced himself to calm down and readjusted his breathing.
Is this guy in the mid-Nascent Soul stage?
The oppressive aura I just felt almost made me lose my composure.
I've finally experienced firsthand just how utterly overwhelming a Nascent Soul cultivator is to a lower-level cultivator.
It's hard to imagine what Brother Lu would be like if he got serious, given his usual gentle demeanor.
That's the late Nascent Soul stage!
Thinking of this, Han Li felt a sudden pang of sadness, and his eyes even welled up with tears.
He quickly lowered his head, afraid that someone would see his disheveled appearance. He felt his face burning with shame and indignation.
Some of the surrounding cultivators didn't care about this.
But some people were still pointing and whispering in his direction, their faces full of mocking expressions, as if they were enjoying the spectacle.
Not far from Han Li stood a young man in green robes, with delicate features and an almost otherworldly appearance.
He was tilting his head, winking at him, and grinning mischievously.
Han Li's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm his turbulent emotions.
Another half day passed.
One after another, cultivators emerged from outside the hall, their light emanating from their bodies.
Han Li calmly surveyed the entire scene. Including the Nascent Soul stage cultivators, there were now sixty or seventy cultivators gathered there.
At this moment, a deep, resounding bell chime echoed through the void, and the clouds and mist at the distant entrance parted, revealing a massive white jade platform that slowly rose with a muffled thud.
Three golden lights suddenly burst forth on the platform, and a figure materialized.
In the very center stood Jin Kui, the Grand Elder of the Star Palace. Beside him stood a cultivator dressed in a black robe adorned with gold, who was none other than Elder Jia, whose surname was Ximen. On the other side of Jin Kui stood a woman with a slender figure and a light veil on her head.
As the woman appeared and stood firm, her light swept across the crowd below the stage, especially over the Nascent Soul stage monsters on the high platform.
However, she did not find the figure she was looking forward to, and the disappointment in her eyes was hard to hide beneath the veil.
This woman was none other than Zi Ling, the sect leader of the Miaoyin Sect.
Since Lu Jianghe had not shown up, she had no choice but to find Jin Kui, the Grand Elder of the Star Palace, and beg him to take her into the Void Heaven Palace.
As she looked around, her gaze sharpened, and she was surprised to find Han Li in the corner as well.
How did he end up here?
At the same time, Han Li also saw Zi Ling.
The moment their eyes met, alarm bells rang in Han Li's mind. He remained outwardly calm, but subtly shook his head at her, his eyes conveying a solemn message that she should not acknowledge him.
Zi Ling was incredibly perceptive. Although she didn't understand his meaning at first, she instantly realized it, quickly looked away, and pretended it was just a casual glance.
However, not far away, Ji Yin's eyes were fixed on Zi Ling with a sinister gaze. Although his killing intent was not outwardly revealed, his pure and refined Xuan Yin demonic energy was already churning and stirring within his body, ready to strike.
New and old grudges surged into his mind in an instant, almost making him unable to suppress the urge to take action on the spot.
Looking at the Grand Elder Jin Kui, the Extreme Yin Ancestor barely managed to suppress his murderous aura.
To take action openly at this moment would be tantamount to courting death.
But this pent-up resentment caused wisps of emerald-green demonic flames to rise from his body, making the surrounding air suddenly scorching hot, penetrating to the bone and marrow.
The bearded man sat cross-legged, propping his head up with one hand, tilting his head to the side of the thin, middle-aged man, and asked in his mind, "What's wrong with Ji Yin? Has he lost his mind? He still wants to make a move here?"
The middle-aged man, holding a bamboo scroll in one hand and stroking his beard with the other, chuckled, "Brother Man, you're unaware of this. A few years ago, it's said that a wisp of Ji Yin's soul was severed by a fellow cultivator, and it's rumored to be related to the Miao Yin Sect. I heard that after that, they even joined forces with the four major merchant alliances to issue a complete trade ban on Ji Yin Island. He's been quite frustrated lately!"
Upon hearing this, the bearded man made no attempt to hide his laughter and burst into boisterous laughter.
Ji Yin turned around and saw the mocking expression on Man Hu Zi's face, and then glanced at Qing Yi beside him, who was nervously chuckling. He immediately realized that the two of them were making fun of him.
"Brother Man, Brother Qing."
The extremely sinister voice suppressed its anger, "What joyous news could you have? Why not tell me and share in my happiness?"
Qing Yi quickly suppressed his smile, coughed, and chuckled, "Cough, not at all! We were just chatting. It's just that you, Fellow Daoist of the Extreme Yin, have managed Extreme Yin Island so successfully over the years, which makes Brother Man and I quite envious."
Hearing these obviously perfunctory words, Ji Yin's eyelids twitched violently. He raised his finger and pointed at the two of them, his fingertips trembling slightly, clearly furious.
When the bearded man saw him being pointed at, his face immediately darkened, his copper-bell-like eyes widened, and he shouted gruffly, "What? I can't even laugh a couple of times? Is this Void Heaven Palace run by Extreme Yin Island? Mind your own business!"
A few mocking laughs came from a stone pillar not far away.
Ji Yin turned to look at the three people over there, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, his voice sounding like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Brother Man, Brother Qing, you jest. I was just reminding you both not to forget our purpose here. Although—humph, although with these two mutated fire pythons I have, we might not be able to seize the Void Heaven Cauldron, we absolutely cannot stand by and watch those hypocrites of the righteous path, especially Wan Tianming, succeed! If the three of us start fighting amongst ourselves now, wouldn't we just be letting someone else benefit for nothing?!"
Just as the bearded man opened his mouth to say something, Qing Yi interrupted him first.
This barbarian is very straightforward. If he says something that hits a nerve and completely angers Ji Yin, he won't be able to do anything at the Void Heaven Palace this time.
"Hey, hey, hey, you two, please calm down. The Void Heaven Cauldron has been lying dormant here for ten thousand years without being taken away. It won't be so easy for those righteous people to get their hands on it."
Ji Yin also readily accepted the offer, concealing his aura, but his brows remained furrowed, his face full of doubt.
"That's not necessarily true. I heard that the disciples of the Myriad Laws Sect were frantically searching for the Golden Silkworm a few years ago." Although things have quieted down since then, who knows if they actually found it? If such a thing truly helps, this Wan fellow might actually have a slight chance of pulling the Void Heaven Cauldron?
Qingyi slapped the bamboo slip in his hand, his expression exaggerated. "Oh dear, then it's even more impossible for us to sit idly by and watch them take the cauldron safely!"
The group spoke using telepathy, which took only a moment.
Inside this vast and empty hall, the dome above is high and distant.
In an inconspicuous corner of the shadows, a figure completely wrapped in a wide black robe sat quietly.
Yuan Yao's gaze fell on Zi Ling, who had just been teleported to the white jade platform, and a hint of surprise flashed through her mind.
Why is she here?
A sense of unease immediately arose.
I hope that Master won't be angry with me after learning this.
On the platform, Zi Ling bowed slightly to Elder Jin Kui and Elder Ximen Jia, and was about to jump off the platform.
Right now.
An oppressive aura instantly enveloped the entire massive hall, which was nearly a thousand feet in diameter, so heavy that it seemed as if the air itself had solidified.
"What's going on?!"
"What terrifying pressure!"
The Nascent Soul stage monsters on the stone pillars all instinctively turned their gazes toward Jin Kui.
Those present.
He was the only one with the highest cultivation level, reaching the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm.
At the same time, a snow-white sword light emerged from the entrance passage, its momentum immense, shining like the rising sun, high above the dome.
The sword light suddenly receded, revealing a figure standing in the void. His aura was completely unrestrained, and his overwhelming pressure spread out instantly with a "boom," rampaging recklessly and crushing every inch of the entire thousand-foot hall.
The entrance to the entire Void Heaven Palace is divided into four directions. No matter where you enter, you will be instantly teleported to the same palace.
Previously, Lu Jianghe stood outside the hall, looking inside through the golden light curtain.
As he pondered how to step through the door, a sudden feeling stirred within him.
The thought had barely formed when a foot naturally stepped out, passing through the layer of golden light without any hindrance.
A slight surprise crossed his mind, but he instantly understood the reason.
This is because he himself is not a Nascent Soul cultivator in this world.
Ji Yin raised his head, his expression frozen, his pupils trembling violently.
After Qingyi saw the person's face clearly, he even blinked subconsciously, his eyes filled with disbelief, hoping it was just his imagination.
Good heavens.
What's with this god of death?!
It's incredibly unbelievable. The restrictions of the Void Heaven Palace clearly exclude cultivators above the mid-Nascent Soul stage; this is an ironclad rule that has stood the test of time.
How did this person get in here?!
Wan Tianming, Tian Wuzi, and Mu Tengzi exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock.
They had already investigated this face through countless channels and found out that it belonged to the person whom the two great cultivators of the Reverse Star Alliance were plotting to kill together.
at the same time.
Upon seeing that familiar figure, Han Li instantly sprang to his feet. His back pain and stiffness disappeared, and the slight frustration on his face was instantly replaced by surprise.
From the shadows in the corner, the figure clad in a wide black robe suddenly stood up. Yuan Yao's red lips parted slightly as she murmured, "Senior Lu has come too?"
On the high jade pillar, Zi Ling saw that figure, her beautiful eyes filled with excitement and joy.
She wanted to fly over, but as soon as she took a step, she saw Han Li had already taken a step ahead of her, transforming into a streak of azure light without hesitation and instantly flying in front of Lu Jianghe.
Han Li hovered in front of Lu Jianghe, his face showing a mixture of excitement at finding a pillar of support and a hint of grievance, and quickly transmitted a few words telepathically.
After saying that, he pointed to a tall, burly man with a blue robe and a yellow beard.
Lu Jianghe listened quietly, his face revealing neither joy nor anger. He turned his head and looked in the direction Han Li pointed, his eyes narrowing slightly.
The bearded man, whose face was now fixed on by the gaze, began to look grim.
With his mid-Nascent Soul level strength, he could clearly sense the ripples of energy emanating from the other party, who was undoubtedly a late-Nascent Soul cultivator.
Although the bearded man was rough and simple-minded, he instantly realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest, and a sense of regret welled up in his heart.
Who would have thought that the seemingly insignificant young man was backed by such a terrifying old monster?
However, what made the bearded man even more nervous was what followed.
Lu Jianghe remained expressionless, casually holding one arm across his shoulder.
The next moment, he "drawn" a sword from nothingness.
There was no earth-shattering display, only a sword aura condensed to its extreme, a white rainbow piercing the sun, which instantly reached the bearded man.
The bearded man had no time to think. He roared and pushed the Heaven-Supporting Demon Art to its limit.
A burst of dazzling golden light erupted, and layers upon layers of golden scales instantly covered his entire body, as if he were wearing an indestructible golden armor.
boom-!!!
The sword energy clashed violently with the golden scales!
The barbarian's golden scale armor, which was strong enough to withstand magical treasures, was as fragile as paper in the face of this seemingly casual sword energy.
The golden light flickered violently, shimmering and shattering in less than a few breaths.
His massive body was then forcefully cleaved by the sword, plummeting downwards amidst the swirling clouds.
Soon, the bearded creature flew back into the sky and hovered there.
Although he had no obvious wounds or bloodstains, his signature blue robe was ripped open by a sharp sword aura, making it look exceptionally conspicuous.
There was no injury, but the blood and qi in my body were like boiling water, churning and surging, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.
The bearded man, who had fallen back onto the stone pillar, looked even more grim than before.
A single sword strike pierced through his armor, knocking him down; it was clearly a deliberate act of humiliation.
hateful!
When had he, who possessed the most powerful defensive magic in the Chaotic Star Sea, ever suffered such a humiliation?
Qing Yi, standing to the side, clicked his tongue in amazement. The sword energy had just grazed past him, passing within three zhang of him, so fast that he barely had time to react.
Furthermore, such a fierce sword strike was able to completely avoid harming himself, who was standing right next to him. This effortless mastery was truly terrifying. This trip to the Void Heaven Palace was truly remarkable.
Oh my goodness.
That's going to be pretty serious.
Ji Yin's fear suddenly surged.
I'm so regretful.
If I had known that this murderous star would ignore the restrictions of the Void Heaven Palace and break in, I would never have gotten involved in this mess.
On the white jade platform to the side, Elder Jin Kui and Elder Ximen Jia exchanged a glance upon seeing this.
Instead of showing displeasure, Jin Kui revealed a rare, amused smile and muttered, "Tsk, this Mr. Lu's actions—are truly eccentric. For a mere Core Formation junior, he cleaved down a Nascent Soul stage cultivator with a single sword strike over a mere disagreement—heh, good, good, good."
Ximen Jia sighed with admiration, "To be able to make a move so brazenly despite the numerous restrictions of the Void Heaven Palace, one is truly unfathomable. He certainly lives up to the reputation of a great cultivator!"
Jin Kui stepped forward, bowed slightly to the figure in the air, and said, "Jin Kui of Xinggong greets Mr. Lu."
Elder Jia followed closely behind, bowing respectfully with his hands clasped in a gesture of perfect decorum.
This scene, witnessed by the numerous cultivators below, was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
Elder Jin Kui is a powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a high position and great influence in the Star Palace, whose fame resounds throughout the Chaotic Star Sea!
Who exactly is this Mr. Lu he's talking about?!