“Dao Ba died too coincidentally… However, this also shows that the one who released the Heart-Eating Worms into my room that day was indeed this person. However, he should only be a pawn, acting under the instructions of someone behind the scenes," Han Li said thoughtfully.

"Regardless of who instructed him, being able to obtain Heart-Eating Worms shows that this person's abilities are not to be underestimated. It seems, Fellow Daoist Li, you've attracted some big trouble…" Du Long said, his brow furrowed.

"What, is Fellow Daoist Du Long afraid of being implicated in Li's trouble? Then, the agreed-upon deal can be called off," Han Li said with a smile.

He had thought of what Du Long said.

However, within this Green Goat City, the only ones he could say he had grudges with were Chen Yang and Dao Ba. But if the former wanted to kill Han Li, he wouldn't have needed to throw him into this Mystic Arena in the first place. And now that Dao Ba was dead without proof, there was no way to continue investigating this matter.

"Haha! What are you saying, Fellow Daoist Li? Naturally, I'm afraid of trouble, but the deal with you cannot be canceled. Let's go, I'll just兑现 a portion of the beast cores I promised you, lest you go back on your word," Du Long said with a laugh, stopping in front of his room.

"That's fine too. I can also impart the 窍 awakening method of my cultivation technique to you, and then use my divine sense to help you resolve that hidden danger. However, I can't determine how many treatments will be needed, but as long as you fulfill all your promises, I will definitely resolve your worries," Han Li nodded and said.

"It's settled then, please!" Du Long nodded, opened his door, and said.

About half an hour later, Han Li returned to his room, took out the ten Tarot Beast Cores that Du Long had given him from his sleeve, picked up one, swallowed it, and then began to close his eyes and cultivate the Feather Ascension Technique.

……

Time flew by, and more than six years had passed.

Han Li had participated in many Mystic Arena battles one after another. In the life-and-death struggles, his strength gradually improved.

Most of the Mystic Points won in the matches were exchanged by Han Li for beast cores. Coupled with what Du Long had given him intermittently, the number was not small, and they were all consumed by him one by one during cultivation.

However, as he continued to cultivate, Han Li also found that the speed of opening his Mystic Apertures gradually slowed down.

He knew in his heart that this was because the more he cultivated, the more Stellar Energy was needed to open the Mystic Apertures, and the Stellar Energy contained in a Tarot Beast Core was limited. Only by consuming more beast cores could there be enough power to support the opening of a Mystic Aperture.

Even so, Han Li had now opened up forty-nine Mystic Apertures. Compared to anyone else, this was a sensational and bizarre event.

He was deeply worried about this matter.

After all, the speed at which his Mystic Apertures were increasing was too incredible. Once someone with ulterior motives took notice and forced him to reveal the method of his rapid cultivation, it would definitely be an unavoidable disaster.

Unfortunately, one day two years ago, after he finished a Mystic Arena battle, he returned to his room exhausted and found that the Celestial Star Shell placed in his room had been destroyed.

However, when he entered the room to check, he found that the furnishings in the room had hardly changed. Not only was nothing missing, but he found a leg bone of an unknown Scale Beast in a corner of the room.

Many thumb-sized characters were carved on the leg bone with a sharp tool. Although there were only a few thousand words, Han Li was pleasantly surprised after reading them.

Because the words recorded were not other things, but a secret technique that taught him how to use Stellar Energy to seal the Mystic Apertures.

This secret technique did not have a name inscribed on it, and the carvings on it were also new, but the handwriting was somewhat hasty, as if the person who carved it was in a hurry when carving it.

At the end of the leg bone text, there were four additional words: Destroy after reading.

After reading it, Han Li did not hesitate and immediately crushed the leg bone into powder.

Although the bone text did not record the person who sent it, Han Li did not think about anything else. The only one who could be anxious about his anxiety and send this thing at a critical moment was Crablord.

As for why Crablord would realize that he had this need and how Crablord sent this thing, he did not have an answer for the time being and could only wait to see Crablord in the future to verify it.

After that, Han Li tried to practice the secret technique and quickly mastered the key to it. Since then, several of his Mystic Apertures had been sealed one by one, and the number of Apertures he revealed had always remained at around forty-three.

Until today, two years later, everyone still thought that he only had forty-three Mystic Apertures.

……

At this moment, in a Mystic Arena in the Ninth District, a battle between a human race and a Profound-Rank Scale Beast was taking place. The audience in the stands was enthusiastic, and the shouts shook the sky.

"Phantom, Phantom, Phantom..."

Waves of neat shouts, one stronger than the other, echoed in the Mystic Arena.

In the center of the Mystic Arena, a huge Blackscale Elephant was covered in bloodstains and ran wildly towards a young man holding a white bone spear.

The man was quite tall, with ordinary features and extremely deep eyes. Who else could he be but Han Li?

The bone spear held by Han Li had a rather special shape. The spearhead and the spear shaft were almost the same length. The surface was glittering, as if covered by a stellar luster. It seemed to be the thorny bone of some kind of Scale Beast.

The Blackscale Elephant seemed to be aggressive, but its footsteps were somewhat messy. When it charged over, a pair of white bone tusks, like two spears with a cold light, stabbed directly at Han Li.

Han Li held the spear with one hand. Although he also had bloodstains on his body, he looked quite relaxed.

Seeing the Blackscale Elephant rushing in front of him, he bent his knees slightly, and the Mystic Apertures on his legs suddenly lit up. His whole person suddenly rose and jumped, and the speed was extremely fast.

His figure blurred, and he suddenly appeared in front of the Blackscale Elephant.

The Blackscale Elephant seemed to be startled by Han Li's actions. Instead of rushing over rashly, it suddenly flicked its trunk and swept it horizontally towards Han Li.

Its speed was so fast that it was dizzying. Most of the audience in the stands could only see a string of afterimages drawn in the air.

If it was just speed, it would not be anything, but the elephant's trunk was covered with blue-black scales, and the toughness was even better than its body. The force of the horizontal sweep was even better than Han Li's full-strength punch. If it was hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, at the moment when the elephant's trunk was about to touch Han Li, the Mystic Apertures on the latter's legs lit up again, and his figure shrank in a strange posture. Then, he slammed the horizontally sweeping elephant's trunk with a kick, and his figure was suddenly kicked away.

But at the moment when Han Li flew out, the white bone spear he was holding tightly in both hands had already pierced into the side of the Blackscale Elephant's face.

"Chi..."

A sound of flesh and blood tearing came.

The white bone spear in Han Li's hand, following that powerful force, was like an extremely sharp scythe, slashing backward from the side of the Blackscale Elephant's face, directly cutting a huge opening in the Blackscale Elephant's abdomen.

A large amount of scarlet blood poured down like a spring, dyeing half of the Mystic Arena red.

The Blackscale Elephant took two steps forward with its huge body, but could no longer support it. With a "bang", it fell to the ground.

Han Li randomly followed closely, leaping high into the air, grabbing the spear in his hand, his arm muscles bulged, and all forty-three Mystic Apertures on his body lit up, throwing the spear like a javelin.

"Whoosh"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded briefly and then stopped abruptly.

The white bone spear directly penetrated the head of the Blackscale Elephant and deeply pierced into the stone slab of the Mystic Arena. Han Li's figure also followed and fell down, heavily stepping on the Blackscale Elephant's back.

"Phantom, Phantom, Phantom..."

……

The victory and defeat had been decided, and life and death had been seen.

The atmosphere in the Mystic Arena was finally ignited, and bursts of frantic shouts rose and fell, lasting for a long time.

In a hidden VIP room in the mountain wall above the stands, a black-robed man with a ferocious face and a burly figure was quietly watching the scene in the arena with his hands behind his back.

The half of his cheek with black scales had no expression on it, but the other half, which seemed to have been burned by flames, wrinkled slightly, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

This person was none other than Du Qingyang, the city lord of Green Goat City.

"It seems that the technique you cultivate focuses on speed improvement, and the change of body techniques seems to have spare capacity. It's really interesting. But it seems that it's almost time," Du Qingyang muttered, his eyes falling on Han Li.

After saying this, he left the VIP room and returned directly to his cave.

About half an hour later, Hu Ben, wearing a white bone armor, hurried through the city passage and came to the outside of the council hall in the city lord's cave.

Before he could speak to report, the heavy door of the council hall opened inward on its own, and two words floated out from inside:

"Come in"

Hu Ben did not dare to hesitate and quickly walked in. He saw that four people were already seated on both sides of the long table in the hall.

Among them, a bald-headed man and a thin old man on the left, like him, were the captains of the Third and Fourth Hunting Teams, while a square-faced youth and a man with tied hair on the right were both captains of the Guard Teams.

And Du Qingyang was sitting in the main seat facing the door.

"Greetings, City Lord," Hu Ben immediately bowed respectfully.

Du Qingyang was playing with a strange-looking black statue with three heads and six arms. He just nodded casually, signaling him to sit down quickly.

"The reason I called you here today is to tell you that the Jialuo Blood Array can be started to be deployed," Du Qingyang stopped his movements, straightened his body slightly, and announced.

When Hu Ben and others heard this, their expressions changed, and a hint of surprise flashed in almost everyone's eyes. They quickly clasped their fists respectfully and said, "Your subordinates obey."

"The time is approaching, and there are still some specific details to explain. Listen carefully, and there must be no omissions..." Du Qingyang said slowly.

Everyone's faces showed seriousness when they heard this.