Time passed in a flash, seven days and seven nights.

Han Li sat cross-legged on the stone beach, waiting. During this time, he noticed that regardless of day or night, this area was always shrouded in a layer of dark clouds that pressed the sky extremely low.

During the day, three suns hung in the sky, and at night, six moons were arranged in a line. No matter the time, all six moons were full, never waning.

However, the dark clouds never dispersed, so he couldn't try to condense the green liquid with the small bottle.

Sometimes at night, muffled thunder-like sounds echoed from the depths of the dark clouds, one after another, making him think some fierce beast was lurking. He concentrated and prepared for battle, but everything remained calm, and nothing happened.

One morning, thick fog rose from the ground, making the surrounding gathered baleful aura even denser.

While Han Li was meditating, he suddenly heard a soft cough. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that Shi Chuan-kong had woken up.

He propped himself up, sat up, first glanced at Han Li, and then unhurriedly checked his storage treasures, his eyes full of doubt. He asked a nonsensical question: "Why?"

"Why save you? Or why not kill you?" Han Li asked back expressionlessly.

Upon hearing this, Shi Chuan-kong rubbed his brow heavily, his memories gradually returning. He said, "When I first arrived here, I was attacked by something, I don't know if it was a demon beast or what. Did you save me?"

"It shouldn't be a demon beast, or rather, not a demon beast in the usual sense, but a creature unique to this area," Han Li said noncommittally.

"Where is this place?" Shi Chuan-kong looked around and asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, we were swallowed by the spatial vortex in the ruins of the Truth-speaking Sect and came to the Gray World," Han Li said calmly.

Although he had speculated earlier and obtained some clues from Mo Guang, he was not completely sure that this was the so-called Gray World. But now, after observing various conditions for a period of time, combined with his past knowledge of the Gray World, it was enough for him to make a judgment.

"What? You said we're in the Gray World?" Shi Chuan-kong said in disbelief.

After saying that, he quickly and carefully examined the surrounding situation, his expression changing again and again. After a long while, he calmed down.

"I didn't expect to come to the Gray World in this way..." Shi Chuan-kong said with a wry smile.

"Earlier, you were corroded by the baleful aura here. I used the Baleful Purging Pill to clear some of it, but it seems there is still some residual poison. Now that you've woken up, you should have a way to deal with it yourself," Han Li said slowly.

"Baleful Purging Pill... Why were you willing to take it out to save me? It seems more cost-effective to me to let that monster kill me, or for you to kill me and seize my treasures..." Shi Chuan-kong looked at Han Li and asked.

"If I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't be an ordinary demon, and you have a deep connection with Guang Yuanzhai, right?" Han Li asked back.

"You saved me because of my identity? Fellow Daoist Li, you don't seem like that kind of person, do you?" Shi Chuan-kong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then sneered.

"No matter what you think, you owe me a life now. After returning to the Immortal World, I want you to use Guang Yuanzhai's resources to the greatest extent to help me find someone. This shouldn't be difficult for you to do, right?" Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said.

Shi Chuan-kong stared at Han Li's eyes, seeing his expression was open and honest, not fake, he was a little unsure.

"Are you really just for this?" he asked, somewhat disbelieving.

"It's useless to say more now. You'll know when you return to the Immortal Domain. Guang Yuanzhai is in the business, I believe you value the word 'integrity' more than I do, right?" Han Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Chuan-kong, asking.

"I can promise you the matter of finding someone, and I can even promise you that if you have difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help you once," Shi Chuan-kong finally believed Han Li's words and nodded.

"What are the conditions?" Han Li raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

"There are no conditions, otherwise Shi Chuan-kong's life would be too worthless," Shi Chuan-kong smiled slightly and said.

"You rest for a few more days. After your injuries recover, we have to leave here. First, we need to find out where we are, and then figure out how to return to the Immortal World." After Han Li finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Shi Chuan-kong didn't say anything more, just took a deep look at Han Li, still feeling unable to see through the person in front of him. Then, he shook his head, took out a pill, swallowed it, and sat cross-legged, quietly adjusting his breath.

After a few more days, the two found a direction and jointly drove the Emerald Flying Carriage, leaving the stone beach and heading away.

After flying for several days, the surroundings were still a monotonous black and white color, and the terrain below had hardly changed.

Han Li stood at the front of the flying carriage, watching the scenery passing by on both sides, his eyes flickering.

Although this place looked monotonous in color, it wasn't really barren. The ground was covered with a lot of vegetation, as well as some insects and small beasts, and even some small alien beasts.

These alien beasts lived in an environment full of baleful aura without being affected in the slightest, which was somewhat similar to the relationship between the creatures of the Immortal World and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"It seems this really is the Gray World, that could be a little troublesome," Shi Chuan-kong frowned, saying with some worry.

"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist Shi?" Han Li looked at Shi Chuan-kong and asked.

"Although I haven't been to the Gray World, I've heard that many forces in this world are hostile to you Immortal World cultivators and us demons. Once our identities are discovered, the trouble will be no small matter," Shi Chuan-kong said solemnly.

"I've heard a little about this too. In that case, it's better to do some disguising," Han Li pondered slightly, then pinched a magic seal and stomped his foot on the flying carriage.

A black light surged out from him, quickly enveloping the entire flying carriage.

Han Li chanted words, his hands constantly forming magic seals.

Streams of black light shot out, wrapping around the flying carriage. From time to time, black runes flew out and merged into the flying carriage.

The emerald flying carriage quickly turned gray-black, and the green light on the surface turned into black light, exuding waves of baleful aura.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Li to have such attainments in weapon refinement. In an instant, he completely changed the appearance of this flying carriage," Shi Chuan-kong praised.

"It's just a little disguise. It's easy to change this flying carriage, but it's more difficult for you and me to change the aura on our bodies," Han Li looked at Shi Chuan-kong and said.

He was now surrounded by baleful aura, especially with Mo Guang, it was easy to disguise himself as a Gray Immortal. The key was whether Shi Chuan-kong could do it.

"Fellow Daoist Li, don't worry about me, I have my own way," Shi Chuan-kong said with a faint smile.

Han Li nodded upon hearing this and said nothing more, controlling the flying carriage to continue forward.

Shi Chuan-kong lowered his head and pondered. After a moment, he waved his hand, and a white light flashed in his palm, revealing a white bead the size of a thumb.

He pinched a magic seal and pointed at the white bead.

The bead immediately emitted white light, and a white vortex appeared inside the bead, spinning rapidly.

The baleful aura in the nearby air immediately gathered towards it. The white vortex inside the bead quickly turned gray, and the light it emitted also turned gray.

Han Li looked at this scene, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at the bead and quickly moved his gaze away, continuing to concentrate on controlling the flying carriage.

After flying for another half day, the terrain below finally began to change. The ground became flat, covered with large patches of waist-high wheat-like plants. The color was dark gray, looking like a grassland.

The wind blew across the grassland, and the gray plants swayed with the wind, as if waves were rolling, quite spectacular.

After flying for a while, Han Li's eyebrows twitched slightly. He pinched a magic seal and waved his hand, and the flying carriage stopped immediately.

His gaze turned to the left front, and Shi Chuan-kong also looked over.

About a thousand miles away, a long line of people was winding forward. At the front were more than a dozen large carts, pulled by rhino-like behemoths.

Around the carts were tall figures, three to four thousand people.

The lower bodies of these figures were human-shaped, but their heads were lizard兽头, and their skin was covered with gray scales.

At the back of the line was a group of gray elk-like alien beasts, with coral-like antlers on their heads, vaguely crystal clear. There were tens of thousands of them, being driven forward slowly.

This line looked very much like nomadic peoples migrating with the grasslands.

These lizardmen were obviously intelligent creatures, and their aura was quite powerful. One of them had even reached the Mahayana realm, and the aura in their bodies was also a rolling baleful aura.

Han Li and Shi Chuan-kong looked at each other, both revealing a hint of joy in their eyes.

Finally, they could figure out what was going on here.

Han Li flipped his hand and put away the flying carriage. Gray light flashed on his body, and a large amount of gray mist poured out from his body. In the blink of an eye, his entire aura changed drastically, exuding a rolling baleful aura, and his eyes turned a hazy gray.

Shi Chuan-kong was secretly shocked to see that Han Li had changed into a completely different person in an instant, his aura almost exactly the same as the Gray Immortals who had appeared in the ruins of the Truth-speaking Sect.

However, he also flipped his hand and took out the bead, opening his mouth and swallowing it.

Immediately, streams of gray air poured out from his body, and his whole person also changed drastically, exuding a sense of coldness, and his eyes turned gray.

Although Shi Chuan-kong's transformation was not as perfect as Han Li's, it also simulated six or seven parts.

The two completed their transformations, and were about to fly over when a rumbling sound suddenly came from the front.

"It seems our luck is not bad," Han Li raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Before he finished speaking, his figure flew out, disappearing in a flash.

Shi Chuan-kong's eyes also lit up slightly, and then he turned into a gray light, following closely behind Han Li, breaking through the air forward.

The lizardmen's line was suddenly in chaos, the cause of the commotion being seven gray strange birds that flew from the depths of the grassland.

These birds were over ten zhang tall, shaped like giant bats, without a single feather. Their heads were shaped like dragon heads, with jagged fangs in their mouths, flashing with cold light. Their lower limbs had a pair of black claws, several feet long, looking like black swords, making people feel terrified.

The faces of the gray strange birds were full of excitement, and they let out strange cackles, all of them reaching out their claws and swooping down towards the deer herd at the back of the line.