At the same time, on the summit of a mountain hundreds of miles away, three figures stood side by side: He Shan Daoren, Tong Ren'e, and Duan Renli.

At this moment, they were all, without exception, gazing at the piercing white light piercing the night sky.

That was the direction of Nine Palace Peak.

The three of them were silent. Apart from the mountain wind occasionally rustling through their clothes, the surroundings were silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

After a long while, the silence was broken by one of them.

"He Shan Daoyou, is this what you call a foolproof plan? To let this person cultivate in peace and greatly increase his strength?" Duan Renli slowly asked.

"It was I who was negligent. It seems that this person has found some way to recover from his injuries," He Shan Daoren sighed, somewhat helplessly.

"This matter should not be delayed any longer," Tong Ren'e said coldly.

"Tong Daoyou is right. Originally, we were almost ready. There were some minor details I wanted to consider more carefully, but now we really can't wait any longer," He Shan Daoren said in a deep voice.

"We should have acted long ago," Duan Renli muttered, his fists clenched in his sleeves, a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

...

The next morning.

Behind the Sacred Fire Peak of the Cold Flame Sect, within a green-tiled courtyard hidden in a sea of purple bamboo.

Sima Jingming stood with his hands at his side in front of a sandalwood table with curling incense, respectfully reporting something while looking at a three-foot portrait on the wall.

At this moment, the portrait was glowing, and a figure emerged, suspended in the air, with a square face and piercing eyes. It was none other than Leng Yan Lao Zu.

"You're saying that Han Li has now begun cultivating the seventh level of his Gongfa?" Leng Yan Lao Zu asked slowly after clearing his throat.

"Judging from the description of the celestial phenomenon that was reported back last night, it is most likely correct. Lao Zu, what is the identity of this person? This kind of cultivation speed is really a bit unbelievable..." Sima Jingming first said affirmatively, then hesitated.

"Hehe, I don't know what his identity is, but I recently learned that this Han Daoyou is now wanted by a huge organization in the Immortal World, and the reward is so generous that even I am tempted. Jingming Laodao, who has been in seclusion for many years, recently went to Blackwater City where Yan Laogui is located. In my opinion, the Heavenly Ghost Sect and Jing Yuan Guan are probably going to be restless," Leng Yan Lao Zu said slowly with a chuckle.

"Then should we..." Sima Jingming asked in surprise upon hearing this, then asked with a strange look on his face.

"Should we join in the schemes of those two sects and get a piece of the pie?" Leng Yan Lao Zu interrupted him directly.

Sima Jingming knew he had misspoke and quickly shut his mouth.

"This Han Daoyou, Jingming Laodao and Yan Laogui haven't personally dealt with him, but I have. This person is definitely not simple! Just hearing you say that he has cultivated the Little Dipper Stellar Art to the sixth level makes me even more convinced of this. Even if the benefits are tempting, you have to be alive to enjoy them," Leng Yan Lao Zu said meaningfully.

"Jingming is enlightened," Sima Jingming replied quickly.

...

Late at night, at the top of the Gathering Star Platform.

Han Li sat cross-legged, bathed in the center of a silvery vortex formed by seven silver pillars of light falling from above.

Vast stellar power poured into his body from all directions, tempering his physical body.

He sat motionless, but his mind was split into two, thinking about things.

The celestial phenomena caused by the cultivation of Little Dipper Stellar Art were quite astonishing. The violent stellar power swept away and shattered the protective restrictions originally surrounding the Gathering Star Platform. The four Jing Yuan Guan elders who were blasted away have not appeared since, and He Shan Daoren has not paid any attention to it, as if he were too confident in him.

This wouldn't have been a problem, but recently he clearly sensed that the Jing Yuan Guan cultivators within a hundred or two hundred miles of the Gathering Star Platform seemed to have left their caves one after another and never returned.

At first, he didn't think much of it. After all, it was common for people in the sect to travel or perform tasks for a long time without returning. But after this situation lasted for half a month, it finally caught his attention, and he couldn't help but become more vigilant.

And just now, he felt a faint unease for some reason, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Han Li pondered slightly, then withdrew some of the divine sense that was drawing in stellar power and quickly searched everything within a few hundred miles.

At that moment, the entire void above suddenly blurred, and then an extremely thick white mark silently appeared, as if it had forcibly torn the entire sky in half, which was extremely strange.

Chichi!

Dense silver runes poured out of the white mark like a flood, endless and inexhaustible. As soon as all the runes appeared, they spun around and exploded into clusters of silver halos, almost dyeing the entire void silver-white.

As these silver halos intertwined, a huge silver moon condensed, extraordinarily large, emitting a dazzling light that paled all the surrounding stars.

All of this took a long time to describe, but in reality, it only happened in an instant. At the moment the silver moon formed, all the starlight falling from the sky disappeared.

Seeing this, Han Li didn't say a word, and his figure flashed. In the blink of an eye, he left the Nine Palace Peak range, and with a few flashes, he flew twenty or thirty miles away.

At that moment, the abnormality happened again!

A mountain dozens of miles away from Nine Palace Peak "boom"ed, rocks rolled down, and a giant white rune the size of a hundred zhang appeared on the surface, and a thick white pillar of light rose into the sky.

Almost at the same time, a mountain in another direction suddenly shook and a huge green light rose.

"Boom rumble" eight loud noises in a row!

Eight originally inconspicuous mountains within a hundred miles of Nine Palace Peak simultaneously emitted loud noises at this moment, and each rose a huge pillar of light of different colors from the giant rune.

Dense colored runes appeared around the pillars of light, and then quickly connected together, condensing into a huge light curtain in the blink of an eye, covering the entire area within a hundred miles centered on Nine Palace Peak.

Countless colorful runes flowed on the light curtain, making strange sharp noises, and even from a distance, one could feel the amazing spiritual power fluctuations on it.

Somewhere in the void within the light curtain, Han Li stopped his escape light, his heart sinking slightly.

Although he didn't know what Jing Yuan Guan was planning, it seemed that they had malicious intentions towards him after all.

He swept his gaze around, a layer of blue light appearing in his pupils, then his brows furrowed slightly.

This giant restriction was mysterious and unpredictable, far surpassing the Heavenly Ghost Sect's Ghost King Heavenly Pillar Formation, and with his vision and knowledge, he couldn't see any weaknesses for a while.

Without hesitation, he shot out and arrived in front of the colorful light curtain in the blink of an eye. With a flash of six clusters of blue light on his chest and abdomen, he immediately slammed a fist at a certain point on the light curtain.

A earth-shattering loud noise!

The surface of the light curtain trembled, the light flashed wildly, and a concave giant fist mark appeared. Around the concave, dense five-color runes gathered and gradually restored the concave at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before it was completely restored, "boom" another fist landed on the same concave position, and the light curtain trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Just as Han Li's third fist was about to be raised but had not yet struck, the huge silver moon in the air suddenly brightened, and thousands of silver lights were sprinkled from it. Mixed with countless silver runes, they rolled and condensed into a huge pillar of light that could cover a hundred miles.

Han Li only felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and the next moment he returned to normal, but he had inexplicably appeared in a strange world.

This was a vast and desolate desert. No matter which direction you looked, it was barren. The ground was covered with gray stones of various sizes, and there were also some huge deep pits, as if they had been hit by meteorites.

Thick gray clouds floated in the sky, very low, as if they would press down at any time, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

"Is it another Dong Tian Magic Treasure?" Han Li muttered to himself, and immediately released his divine sense.

As a result, all he could sense with his divine sense was the barren ground and the deep pits and boulders. Other than that, there was nothing.

After pondering for a moment, he condensed his divine sense and probed upwards into the gray clouds.

But as soon as his divine sense entered, he felt a sense of difficulty. Everywhere was dim and drowsy, and even if he activated the Refining Divine Art, he could only barely sense ten or so zhang away, and it was still the same situation.

He didn't know what was strange about these gray clouds. Even with his powerful divine sense, he couldn't completely penetrate them.

Han Li's eyes flickered, and he retracted his divine sense, intending to use other means to investigate. At that moment, the gray clouds above his head suddenly rolled violently and trembled.

The next moment, yellow light rained down from the sky and landed on the ground.

After each yellow light landed, it quickly swelled up like a balloon, and after a blur, it transformed into a golden yellow man.

These men were about the same size as ordinary people, their skin was golden yellow, with faint golden halos flowing on them. They wore yellow turbans around their waists and held various weapons, very similar to the legendary Yellow Turban Warriors.

Although they looked the same as ordinary people, they did not have the slightest aura of living beings, and their expressions were dull, as if they were puppets.

In less than a moment, nearly a thousand people appeared around, surrounding Han Li.

This sudden scene made Han Li slightly stunned.

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