Celebrating, he looked at Liu Leer's figure and the Feather Transformation Scale in her hand, as if he finally recognized her identity. However, when his gaze fell on Han Li, it became increasingly gloomy.

"This is my friend. Please, Fellow Daoist, for the sake of the token and my Sky Fox Clan, do not dwell on the previous unpleasantness. Let them enter the city with me," Liu Leer said with a smile, putting away the token.

Hearing this, Qing Dian's face began to show a playful expression, and he laughed:

"I've long heard that your Sky Fox Clan likes to be ambiguous with the Human Race. Now it seems that this saying is indeed correct. This person beside you must have ulterior motives for infiltrating our Desolate Wasteland Realm, yet you are trying so hard to protect him. Could it be that you want to rebel against the various tribes of the Desolate Wasteland?"

"Fellow Daoist, your words are unreasonable. Such a big accusation placed on a young woman like myself, please forgive me for not accepting it," Liu Leer said, her expression changing slightly as she replied in a calm and measured tone.

She was well aware of the extent of the Desolate Wasteland tribes' hatred for the Human Race. By exposing Han Li's identity as a Human, he was undoubtedly pushing him to his death.

Sure enough, when the surrounding people heard him say that Han Li was a member of the Human Race, their expressions immediately changed. Some looked him up and down with suspicion, while others stared at him with eyes full of hatred.

Even Sang Tu and Yun Bao looked over from the carriage with complex expressions.

They had suspected Han Li's identity, but their hearts had been unwilling to accept it. On the one hand, it was because of his strength, and on the other hand, if it weren't for Han Li, they might not have had the chance to come to Zhenhuang City.

And just recently, Han Li had saved them, so they felt fear, awe, and gratitude towards Han Li.

"Are you Qing Dian? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. The True Spirit bloodline in my body can't be fake, can it? Why would you say I'm a Human?" Han Li said with a cold smile, his expression unchanged.

"Bloodlines are not only passed down through offspring. Over the years, the Human Race has often stolen the bloodlines of demon beasts and even True Spirits in order to cultivate. Although you have a True Spirit bloodline in your body, it doesn't mean you are one of our Desolate Wasteland races. Moreover, you didn't even salute when she took out the Feather Transformation Scale. This shows that you have no reverence for the True Spirit King and can never be one of our Desolate Wasteland tribes," Qing Dian said with a sneer.

"Your analysis... does have some merit, but it's all wild guesses. I'll just ask you one question: if I were a spy sent by the Human Race, would I have this?" Han Li said with a nod and a smile.

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and a Feather Transformation Scale, completely identical to the one Liu Leer had taken out earlier, appeared in his palm.

"Another Feather Transformation Scale..." a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

"Could it be fake?"

"Could this person also be trusted by the True Spirit King!"

Seeing this, everyone was surprised again, and even a hint of surprise flashed in Liu Leer's eyes.

However, this time, in addition to some people bowing and saluting, a considerable number of people did not move, seemingly with some doubts in their eyes.

"Hmph, what a joke! Your token must be forged. There are only seven True Spirit King's tokens in existence. How could it be such a coincidence that two of them appear here at the same time?" Qing Dian said in a deep voice.

"Fellow Daoist should know whether this item is real or fake. As you said, there are only seven of these items in total. I ask you, who has the ability to imitate a token that is exactly the same in terms of aura and appearance?" Liu Leer said sternly.

Hearing this, Qing Dian hesitated for a moment, but still did not give way.

"I've already shown you the item. If you don't move aside, don't blame me for not giving face to your Qing Ape Clan," Han Li said with a sneer.

"Alright! I want to see if you can disgrace my Qing Ape Clan, or if I can expose your true colors?" Qing Dian said as if he had made up his mind.

Seeing this, Han Li's gaze narrowed slightly, and he scanned his surroundings.

The reason why Qing Dian had hesitated briefly was most likely because he had received instructions from someone in secret.

That person was able to decide to let Qing Dian attack him even after seeing the token, which meant that he was absolutely certain of his Human identity. And the only people who could do that were Da Luo level existences.

Thinking of this, Han Li became more cautious and transmitted his voice to Liu Leer:

"There will definitely be chaos here in a moment. My identity is likely to be exposed. It's not safe for you to stay by my side. Go back to your Sky Fox Clan first. After you escape, I'll find a way to contact you."

"Stone Brother, Leer is not the little girl who only knew how to hide behind you anymore. Don't worry, even if we fight, I have the ability to protect myself," unexpectedly, Liu Leer said with a grin.

Hearing this, Han Li's heart stirred. Thinking that she was backed by the Sky Fox Clan, one of the sixteen Desolate Clans of the Desolate Wasteland Realm, he felt a little more relieved.

"You're courting death and don't even know it. Give me your life!"

Seeing Han Li's intimate words with Liu Leer, Qing Dian's heart was filled with jealousy. He roared and charged forward.

With each step he took, a circle of dark red light rippled out from under his feet, causing the entire city wall to tremble. The onlookers retreated one after another, leaving the central area empty, leaving only Han Li and Liu Leer.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, and he saw Qing Dian's eyes turning red. Ancient red patterns appeared on the exposed skin all over his body, emitting a barbaric, bloodthirsty aura.

At the same time, his figure only grew slightly larger, not as exaggerated as Qing Chu, but his face underwent a more obvious change. His nose shortened, his mouth protruded, and two huge fangs extended from the corners of his mouth, making him look more and more like a ferocious white-haired ape.

Seeing him rush to the front, Han Li's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he took a step forward, blocking Liu Leer behind him.

Liu Leer was just about to do something when she felt a gentle force pushing her body backward, steadily landing hundreds of feet away.

Han Li's hands suddenly reached forward, and thunder rumbled all around. Silver electric arcs surged out, twisting into two huge Thunder Roc silver claws in the void, colliding heavily with the white-haired ape's fists.

"Zizz..."

Amidst a burst of electric light, Han Li's Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art activated at the same time. All of his strength came from his arms. His hands suddenly grabbed Qing Dian's fists, and with a twist, he tried to throw him to the ground.

As a result, with this twist, he felt that the other party's figure was as stable as Mount Tai and did not move at all.

"Hmph, daring to compete with me in strength is simply humiliating yourself," Qing Dian sneered. His fists suddenly retracted, and Han Li couldn't control it, so he had to let him break free.

Han Li was quite surprised. Among his Twelve Transformations of the Startled Sting, the Thunder Roc's strength was indeed not as powerful as the Mountain Giant Ape, but it was definitely not weak. This Qing Ape clansman was even stronger than him.

Before he could figure it out, Qing Dian chased after him with a punch, smashing down on his head.

A silver electric light flashed on Han Li's body, and his figure suddenly disappeared from under Qing Dian's fist. The next moment, he appeared behind his head.

At the same time, a green light flashed in his hand, and a Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword appeared. A crackling sound rang out on the sword body, and golden electric light surged out, stabbing straight at Qing Dian's nape.

This strike was too fast, and Qing Dian didn't have time to turn around at all.

But he heard a roar from his mouth, and the light on the patterns on the skin of his nape brightened. The skin actually became crystal red and transparent in an instant.

There was a loud bang, and a brilliant golden light exploded!

Countless electric arcs splattered out, turning into countless tiny golden snakes, shooting in all directions.

Amidst the brilliant golden light, a strange wave suddenly came out, and a circle of blood-red light suddenly pierced through it, striking Han Li at an extremely fast speed.

Han Li's heart trembled, and he subconsciously reversed the True Words Treasure Wheel in his body, instantly moving his body sideways.

The blood-red light wave brushed past his body and hit the city wall behind him.

With a loud "boom", the entire city wall shook!

Han Li felt a sharp burning pain in the side of his shoulder. When he looked to the side, he found that the clothes on his shoulder were completely broken, and the exposed shoulder was blood-red.

He concentrated his mind and found that there seemed to be a layer of scarlet magma attached to his shoulder, flowing and spreading to his forearm. The layer of True Extreme Membrane that enveloped his body surface had been burned through by this force.

Looking back, the city wall behind him had also been dented. The extremely hard city wall, which was blessed by formations, also seemed to have been burned through, and streams of scarlet magma were flowing down the cracks in the bricks.

Han Li frowned slightly, raised a hand, attached a layer of silver flames to his palm, and shaved his shoulder like a knife with his fingers. The magma-like substance was scraped off by him bit by bit.

However, even though he had dealt with the magma attached to his shoulder, Han Li still felt a faint, strange force remaining in his wound, making the recovery of the flesh there extremely slow.

"Brother, don't compete with this person in brute force. Leer can help you!" Liu Leer called out from afar.

Han Li shook his head at her, indicating that he was fine and didn't want her to get involved.

At the same time, on the city wall, a hunched white-haired old man was bending over, carrying his hands behind his back, looking down at Han Li. The old man squinted his eyes and muttered to himself:

"His physique is not bad, and he's even cultivating the Law of Time. Although it's mostly just a superficial understanding, it's still a Supreme Law. Dian'er will probably have to work hard..."

The old man's skin was dark, and only his face was quite fair, with ravines crisscrossing it, looking quite strange. His aura was extremely restrained, standing there without showing off.

As he was thinking, the void below the city wall suddenly became a little distorted, as if a layer of faint red mist was spreading in it.

"He's even using this trick. It seems there won't be any surprises," the old man said with a smile on his face.