"I'm sorry, the situation was urgent just now. Although I noticed something was wrong, it was too late to stop," Han Li said with some apology, raising his hand to summon again.

As his voice fell, a ball of silver flame shot out and landed beside him. With a "whoosh," a body fell out of it, none other than the black-faced old man.

His body, severed in two, had been pieced back together, but his aura was weakened.

The black-faced old man seemed to have some kind of restriction placed on him, and he now lay on the ground, unable to move, staring at Han Li and Shi Chuan Kong with a hateful gaze.

The ball of silver flame rolled and solidified, transforming into the Essence Flame Firebird, and with a flash, it disappeared into Han Li's body.

Shi Chuan Kong seemed not to have heard Han Li's words, looking at the black-faced old man on the ground with a complicated expression. Then, his gaze shifted, fixedly staring at the yellow-robed man not far away.

"Your Excellency has good eyes. You were able to deduce so much from just a few scattered clues. Admirable, admirable," the yellow-robed man said, looking Han Li up and down, clapping his hands and laughing.

As he spoke, the yellow glow on his face quickly dissipated, revealing the face beneath.

This person wore half a silver mask, covering the left half of his face. The exposed right half of his face had fair and smooth skin, looking like a young man of twenty-five or six.

Upon closer inspection, this half of his face was actually covered in powder, with rouged cheeks and painted red lips, making him look neither male nor female, very strange.

"Hua Jing, it's you!" Shi Chuan Kong seemed to recognize this person, shouting sharply.

Immediately, his whole body began to tremble, and bloodshot veins appeared in his eyes, revealing an expression of extreme pain. His aura became violently chaotic, vaguely threatening to explode.

Han Li frowned slightly, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Shi Chuan Kong, waving his hand and sending a stream of green light into his body.

The chaotic aura on Shi Chuan Kong immediately calmed down a lot, the bloodshot veins in his eyes receded a lot, and his expression also calmed down slightly.

"Shi Fellow Daoist, I understand your feelings, but now is not the time to be sad. This person's strength is not weak, and his Laws are even more bizarre... You seem to recognize him. Do you know his background?" Han Li asked quickly through voice transmission.

The masked man's cultivation was profound, having reached the late Taiyi stage. The magical treasures in his hands were even more powerful, far beyond what Qi Lao and others could compare to.

In their brief exchange just now, he had used six Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, but had not gained the slightest advantage.

"This person is called Hua Jing. He is a capable subordinate of my Fifth Sister Shi Jingyan. He cultivates a Law similar to hypnotism, able to manipulate people's five senses imperceptibly. Qi Lao and the others are probably, as you guessed, victims of this person's scheme," Shi Chuan Kong said after hearing this, taking a deep breath and barely recovering his composure, replying through voice transmission.

Han Li frowned again upon hearing this.

Earlier in the Ten Affliction Mountains and Xionggu City, it was the First Prince Shi Zhanfeng. Now in Renshan City, another Shi Jingyan has emerged. It seems that Shi Chuan Kong's brothers and sisters in the Demon Domain are not easy to deal with!

"Did Fifth Sister send you? What is her purpose?" Shi Chuan Kong took a step forward, looking at Hua Jing with a hint of bloody light in his eyes, saying in a cold voice.

"Why does Thirteenth Prince need to ask the obvious? Although Fifth Princess ordered me to take the Roto Pipa and your head back together, I didn't expect you to have such an expert by your side. I don't have absolute confidence in winning. How about we make a deal? You hand over the Roto Pipa, and I'll leave immediately. What do you say?" Hua Jing pinched his orchid fingers, glanced at Han Li, and chuckled softly.

Han Li heard these words and said nothing.

"What a joke! You trespassed into my Renshan City and killed so many of my subordinates. Don't even think about leaving here alive today!" Shi Chuan Kong said word by word, his killing intent overflowing.

"Tsk, tsk, it's just the death of an old slave and a few dogs. Why does Thirteenth Prince need to be so angry? Such a loss of composure is detrimental to the dignity of your noble bloodline," Hua Jing covered his mouth with one hand, tsking and cackling strangely.

Shi Chuan Kong said no more and lunged out like lightning.

With a flash of silver light in his arms, the Roto Pipa emerged. Under the rapid plucking of his ten fingers, countless musical note-like silver runes shot out from it, and after solidifying, they transformed into hundreds of silver wind blades. Their speed increased exponentially, making a terrifying whistling sound as they shot down towards Hua Jing like a torrential rain.

These silver wind blades were not only extremely fast, but also appeared and disappeared unpredictably, as if they were ghosts, giving people a dazzling and unavoidable feeling.

Hua Jing's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the Roto Pipa, a greedy look flashing across his face. His body shot backwards like the wind.

Just at that moment, a flash of lightning appeared behind him. Three golden flying swords emerged silently, and with a slight tremor, they transformed into a dense array of golden sword shadows, pressing down from the sky, blocking his retreat.

Seeing this, Hua Jing's expression did not change at all. He raised his hand and waved it.

A yellow glow flashed above his head, and a delicate khaki-colored bell appeared. After a loud, bell-like sound, a dazzling khaki-colored light radiated from the bell. After spinning around, it transformed into a giant khaki-colored bell phantom, covering his body.

The next moment, countless golden sword shadows and dense silver wind blades flew over and struck the giant bell phantom.

In an instant, the surface of the giant bell phantom rippled with spiritual light, but it remained as stable as Mount Tai, easily blocking the two attacks.

Shi Chuan Kong's expression sank when he saw this, and he changed the hand seals.

The hundreds of silver wind blades immediately flew up, circling around the khaki-colored giant bell, like hundreds of silver swallows.

Shi Chuan Kong rapidly plucked the pipa with his fingers. Amidst the sound of zhengzheng, hundreds of silver wind blades immediately converged towards one place, instantly transforming into two silver crescent moons, each several zhang in size.

The two silver crescent moons shimmered with silver light, emitting bursts of rumbling sounds, and slashed towards the khaki-colored giant bell with a seemingly slow but actually rapid pace.

When Hua Jing saw the imposing momentum of the two silver moons, his brows furrowed slightly. He immediately waved both hands, and the khaki-colored giant bell phantom around his body suddenly brightened, becoming twice as thick.

At the same time, countless khaki-colored runes densely emerged on it, emitting a heavy Earth Law power like a mountain.

The next moment, the two silver crescent moons slashed onto the giant bell phantom.

With a ripple in space, the two silver crescent moons silently disappeared into it.

The almost substantive khaki-colored giant bell, and the incomparably heavy Law power on it, were all rendered useless.

"What!"

Seeing this, Hua Jing's heart tightened. He stepped hard on the void, and his body transformed into a yellow shadow, shooting backwards.

But at that moment, a figure flickered behind Hua Jing, and Han Li's figure emerged out of thin air, punching the khaki-colored giant bell hard.

With a loud "clang!"

The khaki-colored giant bell hummed and vibrated. Although it did not shatter, the yellow light it emitted trembled wildly, forming waves of yellow ripples that impacted Hua Jing's body.

Hua Jing's retreating figure slowed down immediately, and he was immediately caught up by the two silver crescent moons.

The two silver crescent moons slashed across his body in a cross, and two sharp Spatial Laws erupted.

With a muffled "poof," Hua Jing's body instantly exploded, flesh and blood flying everywhere, turning into a pile of mud.

"Qi Lao, I have avenged you. May you rest in peace..." Shi Chuan Kong muttered to himself, his expression relaxing.

"Something's not right!" Han Li's expression suddenly became extremely grave, and he shouted in a deep voice.

Shi Chuan Kong looked up, his expression also changing.

He saw that the exploding mass of flesh and blood suddenly flashed, becoming transparent, and then quickly fading and disappearing. It was actually just an illusion.

Han Li's eyes glowed with purple light, and he suddenly looked around, while his massive Divine Sense power also spread out.

"Thirteenth Prince wants to kill me just like that? How sad! But if I, Hua Jing, only had this much ability, the grass on my grave would be over a zhang tall by now," a sinister voice drifted from hundreds of zhang away. At the same time, Hua Jing's figure flashed and emerged, his face showing a mocking expression.

A yellow glow flashed above his head, and a hazy yellow bronze mirror slowly rose.

The bronze mirror was about a foot in size, emitting crystalline light all over. The edges were engraved with a circle of tadpole-like patterns, but the center was a bright red flower, blooming exceptionally brilliantly.

Han Li looked at the yellow bronze mirror, and his gaze was immediately attracted by the bright red flower.

The bronze mirror rotated gently, and the red flower on it rotated along with it, as if it had come to life.

"Not good!" He suddenly woke up, and the massive Divine Sense power in his mind trembled violently, then rolled and began to operate.

Without him noticing, shadows emerged within his mind, entwining around his spirit, and were starting to seep inward.

However, Han Li's massive Divine Sense power surged like a raging tide, immediately sweeping those red shadows into it.

Several sounds of tearing cloth rang out, and those red shadows were instantly shattered and swallowed, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li's mind cleared, and he exhaled a breath, then looked at Hua Jing with a gaze like a knife.

"Oh, I didn't expect Your Excellency's Divine Sense power to be so strong, able to forcibly break free from my Flower Mirror Technique. Admirable, but..." A trace of surprise flashed in Hua Jing's eyes, then he grinned strangely.

Han Li's heart tightened, and he focused his guard.

Just at that moment, two sharp whistles rang out, and two white shadows shot from the left and right, striking his body like lightning.

Han Li's face changed, and a golden light flashed on his body. He immediately transformed into an afterimage and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the two white shadows' attack.

His figure flashed and appeared hundreds of zhang away, looking at Shi Chuan Kong, who was standing where he had been, with a dark expression, and said in a deep voice, "Shi Fellow Daoist..."

"You villain, prepare to die!"

At this time, Shi Chuan Kong's eyes were about to crack, and he rushed at Han Li again, plucking the Roto Pipa with a zhengzheng sound. Countless silver musical notes poured out from it, and then solidified into a sky full of silver wind blades, blasting towards Han Li.

The two white lights circled in the air and struck towards Han Li again. They were actually two white jade rulers.

Shi Chuan Kong opened his mouth and spat out two clumps of essence blood, which flashed and disappeared into the two jade rulers.

Countless white runes poured out from the jade rulers. After spinning around, the two jade rulers instantly transformed into two hazy white light clusters the size of palaces, emitting thunderous rumbling sounds, pressing down towards Han Li.

Han Li frowned. A golden lightning flashed on his body, and his whole person instantly disappeared without a trace. The next moment, he appeared out of thin air not far behind Shi Chuan Kong.

"Shi Fellow Daoist, wake up quickly!" he shouted in a deep voice, his voice loud like thunder, like a lion or tiger roaring, and faintly carrying a hint of Sanskrit sound.

This was a Buddhist Lion's Roar technique that he had learned before, which had the divine power of shaking the soul and breaking illusions.

But Shi Chuan Kong had no reaction to Han Li's Lion's Roar technique. He turned around like lightning and waved his five fingers violently.

Five purple-black demonic energies shot out from his fingertips, turning into a purple-black demonic claw, with clusters of purple-black flames wrapped around it, and clawed down towards Han Li's chest with extreme speed.