Time flew by quickly, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Late one night, inside a room on the ship, Han Li flashed out of the flower branch space.

Crab Daoist, who had been sitting cross-legged, immediately stood up when he saw Han Li appear.

"Crab Daoist friend, continue to guard here. If anyone comes, send me a message," Han Li said to Crab Daoist, then made a hand gesture with both hands.

A faint light flashed on his body, and his entire being instantly transformed into a blurry, shadowy figure, flying outwards.

The restriction in the room automatically cracked open a gap, and the shadowy figure shot out, arriving outside.

It was pitch black outside at this moment. Several pieces of white fluorite inlaid in the passageway outside the ship emitted a very weak white light, which could not illuminate the surrounding darkness at all.

There was not a single figure in the passageway, only the gray-robed man standing at the bow, controlling the ship as it sped forward.

A layer of black restriction shrouded the ship, with smoky black light flashing on it.

Han Li glanced at the gray-robed man, quickly withdrew his gaze, looked at the black restriction outside, and after a slight flicker in his eyes, immediately shot out.

The shadowy figure he transformed into spread out the instant it touched the black restriction, turning into a patch of faintly visible dark mist, quickly passing through the black restriction without causing any disturbance.

The dark mist re-condensed, turning into a shadowy figure, and shot downwards swiftly, quickly landing on the ground.

Below was a vast grassland, still within the June Grassland, with slight undulating waves on the ground.

Han Li flipped his hand to take out the map, while his divine sense immediately spread out with all its might. He quickly showed a happy expression and flew towards a certain direction.

Half an hour later, a swamp appeared in front of him, filled with bubbling black mud, and gusts of icy, damp wind emerged from the ground from time to time, surging above the swamp.

The air was filled with gray-white mist, emitting a pungent sulfur-like odor.

"Black mud, gray-white mist, plus this smell, indeed..." Han Li muttered to himself, his figure did not stop at all, and he flew towards the depths of the swamp.

This swamp is the Endless Swamp in the June Grassland, the habitat of the Bitter Lotus Flower (Ku Luo Hua).

On the way from Youhe City to Black Tooth City (Heichi City), they happened to pass near the Endless Swamp, so it was a good opportunity to pick some Bitter Lotus Flowers.

Once he starts refining the Sobering Evil Pill (Su Sha Dan), it will take two or three years to complete, so Han Li had not started refining the pills before.

He took a deep breath, and once again increased his speed, quickly flying into the depths of the Endless Swamp.

The evil aura here was extremely dense, and the air emitted an extremely cold aura.

Han Li slowly spread out his divine sense, probing the surrounding environment, and soon his eyes lit up, and he flew towards a certain direction, landing in front of a small mound after a few breaths.

Near the mound, three translucent plants about a foot tall grew, their leaves were transparent and thin like ice crystals, and the veins inside were clearly distributed, emitting a faint light. They were the Bitter Lotus Flowers.

The corners of Han Li's mouth raised slightly, and he waved his hand to release a stream of cyan light, covering the three Bitter Lotus Flowers, and was about to dig them up by the roots.

A black shadow suddenly shot out from the side, biting towards Han Li's left foot with extreme speed, astonishingly fast.

With a muffled "bang", a stream of cyan light emerged from Han Li's foot, flashing into a cyan light shield, blocking the black shadow and bouncing it back.

Immediately afterwards, with a sharp whistling sound of "swoosh", a cyan sword light shot out from Han Li's hand, cutting the black shadow into two pieces.

This object was a small black snake with a triangular black sarcoma on its head, and its mouth was full of barb-like teeth, looking very ferocious. Even though it was cut into two pieces, it did not die immediately, and was still struggling and writhing on the ground.

Han Li ignored the black snake and waved his hand to pull out the three Bitter Lotus Flowers by the roots and put them away.

After putting away the three Bitter Lotus Flowers, he did not stay here and continued to fly forward.

After flying forward for about a quarter of an hour, his eyes lit up, and he changed direction again, quickly stopping in a depression.

In the depression, there were also two Bitter Lotus Flowers growing.

He immediately took action, dug out the two Bitter Lotus Flowers, put them away, and continued to search forward.

In the blink of an eye, most of the day passed, and the sky began to brighten.

Han Li flew out of a huge pit hundreds of feet in size in the depths of the swamp, with a slight look of fatigue on his face, but more of excitement.

After searching for most of the night, he had collected nearly a hundred Bitter Lotus Flowers, a great harvest.

With so many Bitter Lotus Flowers, he would never have to worry about refining pills in the future. If he brought them back to the Immortal World, these Bitter Lotus Flowers would be a great fortune.

Although there were still many Bitter Lotus Flowers in this swamp, he had already delayed for most of the night and could not continue searching.

Han Li took a long breath, the fatigue on his face faded slightly, he closed his eyes to sense the location of the ship, and then his figure shot towards it.

Before he had flown far, Han Li suddenly felt a "boom" in his mind, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

A nauseating feeling rose from his internal organs, rushing straight to his mind, and his blood flow was instantly reversed, directly into his heart.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly circulated his energy to suppress it. At the same time, he was about to probe the surrounding environment, but the nauseating feeling suddenly disappeared completely, and his blood circulation returned to normal.

Everything he had just experienced seemed like an illusion.

Han Li's face froze, a flash of cyan light flashed on his body, and his flying figure stopped. His divine sense probed the surroundings, but he did not find anything unusual.

He had a pensive look on his face, his eyes flickered slightly, and he turned around and slowly flew in the direction he had come from.

After flying back a certain distance, the nauseating feeling reappeared.

Han Li frowned, forcefully endured it, and both his eyes and divine sense probed towards the ground in front of him, his gaze quickly falling on a pool of water.

The power that made his blood flow backward and his internal organs twisted was coming from this pool.

Han Li flew around the pool, his face showing a look of understanding.

The strange power emanating from the pool only covered a range of about twenty or thirty feet around. Beyond this range, the nauseating feeling would disappear.

He looked at the still pool with hesitation on his face, but he could not restrain his curiosity and flew into the pool, diving downwards.

The pool was not deep, and he quickly reached the bottom. The bottom of the pool was a relatively flat ground, and a pile of rocks was placed on the ground.

These stones were of different sizes and shapes, but they were all black in color, with some ice-crack-like patterns on them, which did not seem to be ordinary objects.

Han Li looked at the black stone pile, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

Now that he had reached the bottom of the pool, the nauseating feeling was even stronger, and it was coming from the black stone pile.

He suddenly raised his foot and waved it, and a crescent-shaped cyan light shot out from his foot, sweeping across the black stone pile, pushing it away and revealing the situation below.

Han Li's gaze slightly condensed, and he saw a black long knife diagonally inserted into the ground under the stone pile.

The knife was jet black, looking like burnt wood, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. A ferocious double-headed fox carving was coiled on the knife guard, looking very fierce.

The blade was simple, wide, and slightly curved, with a dark red pattern extending from the handle, running down the blade, seemingly connected all the way to the tip.

A huge, nauseating, and strange aura emanated from the black ancient knife, several times stronger than before when it was covered with black stones.

Han Li's face also turned pale, and he took a step back. Then, he let out a low shout, blooming with dazzling golden light, protecting his entire body, and his face returned to normal.

He looked at the black ancient knife, his brow slightly furrowed.

Since coming to the Gray World, everything here has been in monotonous colors such as black, white, and gray, and nothing is an exception.

The red pattern on this ancient knife is the first different color he has seen in the Gray World.

He looked at the black ancient knife, and with a thought, he released a strand of divine sense and touched the black ancient knife.

The moment his divine sense touched the blade, before it could penetrate, it was swallowed by a cold power.

Han Li's face turned pale, and there was a burst of severe pain in his mind, as if a piece of flesh had been bitten off from his body.

Not only that, but the black light on the blade suddenly brightened, and distorted faces appeared in the black light, emitting a crazy roar.

An extremely evil power emanated from the blade, following that wisp of divine sense, and invaded Han Li's mind.

The originally pure divine sense in his mind suddenly became dim, and rolled violently and erratically. The light emitted by the soul in his mind suddenly dimmed, and wisps of black light faintly appeared around it, invading the soul.

A feeling of extreme nausea rose in his heart, his internal organs seemed to be reversed, and his five senses and six senses became completely chaotic.

"Ugh..." Han Li gagged, then his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated, while the golden light on his body flashed wildly, and the power of the law of time spewed out, blocking in front of him.

The power of the law of time was powerful, and it immediately blocked the invasion of this evil power. The power of divine sense and soul in his mind quickly returned to normal.

Han Li gasped for breath, retreated to the farthest part of the bottom of the pool, and then stopped.

The evil power let out an unwilling roar, and then slowly retreated back into the black ancient knife.

"What kind of terrifying thing is this black knife? It can not only devour divine sense, but also attack the soul..." Han Li looked at the black ancient knife with lingering fear, shocked.

With his current strength, he almost couldn't resist the evil power just now.

"Eh, the power of the law of time! Someone in the Gray World can comprehend this law..." At this moment, the black ancient knife suddenly buzzed, and a point of white light lit up from the double-headed fox carving on the blade, instantly spreading to the entire blade.

The black light emanating from the blade struggled unwillingly a few times, but was ultimately suppressed by the white light and completely submerged into the blade, disappearing without a trace.

A white shadow flashed on the double-headed fox carving, and a blurry white figure emerged, looking like a middle-aged man, curiously looking at Han Li.

This man was wearing a white robe, with thick eyebrows, and looked a bit disheveled, appearing rather sloppy, but one could still see his handsome face from between his hair.