Wang Yu
Chapter 61 Undercurrent
“Fellow Daoist, you don't have to worry about that. According to the information I have, this person is currently seriously injured and his strength is greatly reduced. At most, he's only slightly stronger than an ordinary Grand Ascension cultivator,” Jingming Zhenren said with a wave of his hand.
“Letting the lower realm sects deal with an immortal is still too risky. It would be safer for us to take action ourselves after this person leaves the Spirit World Realm,” Gu Yan Sanren said after a moment of silence.
“I believe that this matter should be done sooner rather than later, lest something changes. Shi Fang Tower is offering such a high reward, which means that this person must have some great secret. Even if he doesn't, those rewards are enough for us to take a gamble,” Jingming Zhenren said slowly, his words full of endless temptation.
Gu Yan Sanren was silent, his eyes flashing, seemingly moved by Jingming Zhenren's words.
After a while, he slowly said, “Alright, I'll keep this in mind. If everything is as you say, then our two sects will join forces to accomplish this great undertaking. As for the specific details, we'll discuss them further after I return to Blackwater City.”
“Brother Yan is wise,” Jingming Zhenren said with a smile.
...
A few days later, in the Spirit World Realm, deep within the Jing Yuan Sect, there was a grand hall.
The hall was empty, with only a white jade platform in the center. On it was a teleportation formation, about a dozen yards in size, humming and operating, emitting a dazzling white light.
He Shan Daoren was standing in front of the formation, looking at it expressionlessly, as if waiting for something.
After a while, the white light emitted by the teleportation formation pulsed, and circles of runes emerged from the inside out, swirling and dancing up and down, emitting a dazzling light.
In the light, two figures, one tall and one short, emerged, and revealed their true appearances after the light faded.
The short one was a black-robed, bald old man. His hands were clasped behind his back, and he was slightly hunched. He was not even as tall as the other person's shoulder. His face was dark and his body radiated a chilling aura.
The other was a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, with a refined appearance. It was Duan Renli.
"Fellow Daoist Tong, and Fellow Daoist Duan, your esteemed presence makes my Jing Yuan Sect shine. It's been so many years since we last met, and you two are as elegant as ever. Especially Fellow Daoist Tong, your cultivation seems to have greatly increased, which is truly gratifying!" He Shan Daoren cupped his hands and smiled at the two of them.
The bald old man was another Grand Ascension cultivator of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, Tong Ren'e. He was not only the most powerful person in the Heavenly Ghost Sect, but also considered the number one cultivator in the entire Spirit World Realm.
However, this person was reclusive and rarely stayed in the sect. No one knew where he usually cultivated in seclusion.
The old man simply nodded slightly to He Shan Daoren as a greeting.
"Fellow Daoist He Shan, it's been a while," Duan Renli returned a salute to He Shan Daoren with a faint smile.
"Fellow Daoists, this is not the place to talk. Please move to the side hall," He Shan Daoren said with a chuckle, gesturing with his hand, and then led the way.
A moment later, the three arrived at a side hall and took their seats.
"Fellow Daoist He Shan, where is that Han Li now?" Tong Ren'e went straight to the point as soon as he sat down.
His voice was hoarse and grating, like metal rubbing against metal, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time.
"To be honest, Fellow Daoists, that Han immortal is currently in my sect's Star Gathering Platform. Since he entered, he has not left a single step. Counting from then, it has been half a year," He Shan Daoren said frankly.
"As a true immortal, he must have a purpose for borrowing the Star Gathering Platform. Does Fellow Daoist He Shan know the details?" Duan Renli asked cautiously, his expression shifting.
"I have thought about this as well. I have observed it remotely several times late at night, and I have also had a Fusion cultivator from my sect guard him day and night under the guise of a protector. Judging from his cultivation and the phenomena he has caused, he should be practicing some kind of special body refining technique that requires the power of the stars," He Shan Daoren said after a moment of contemplation.
"This person's physical body is already unimaginably strong, and he can also use some kind of strange secret technique to transform into the true spirit Mountain Giant Ape and Azure Luan. Now he is still continuing to cultivate his physical body, could this person be a Profound Immortal who escaped to the Lower Realm?" Duan Renli guessed with a hint of understanding.
"Perhaps. According to Patriarch Jingming, this person lost his immortal body after being seriously injured and descended to this realm, and his strength will also be greatly suppressed, so he can only be considered a half-immortal," He Shan Daoren nodded noncommittally, saying.
"Even a half-immortal is definitely not comparable to an ordinary Grand Ascension cultivator. It's always good to be cautious," Tong Ren'e said in a deep voice.
"Fellow Daoist Tong is right. This matter is extraordinary and involves great importance. We must come up with a foolproof plan. That's why I invited the two of you here today," He Shan Daoren said with a serious nod upon hearing this.
"This is Fellow Daoist He Shan's territory after all. You must have given some thought to this operation. I would like to hear your opinion," Tong Ren'e said to He Shan Daoren with a meaningful look.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Tong is too kind. I have some humble opinions, but they still need to be discussed with the two of you," He Shan Daoren said with a chuckle.
...
Late at night.
The Jing Yuan Sect was silent, and all the pavilions and towers were shrouded in a layer of hazy night. Only the peak of Nine Palace Peak was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.
Six extremely thick giant pillars of light hung down from the starry sky, and with a flash of white light, they seemed to be gradually fading away, turning into specks of silver light that dissipated.
The entire Star Gathering Platform was filled with a cloud of silver light particles.
On the ground at the top of the platform, Han Li sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. His whole body was translucent, and there was a layer of silver light flowing on the surface of his skin. The well-defined muscles on his body emitted a faint silver metallic luster, and every muscle seemed to have become as tough as refined gold.
On his chest and abdomen, there were also six blue light spots arranged in the shape of a colander, flickering irregularly and unusually eye-catching.
At this moment, six black lights flew out from the six pillars of light that were about to completely collapse, and with a flicker, they turned into six palm-sized, simple black mirrors, which flew into his body and disappeared without a trace.
After a long while, Han Li slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
With the blessing of the Star Gathering Platform and the Star Moon Treasure Mirror, the sixth level of the Little Big Dipper Stellar Origin Art was finally completed.
"One more step,"
Han Li muttered to himself, then stood up and took a step forward.
There was a loud "boom".
The entire Star Gathering Platform shook, and his body staggered, actually stepping a hole in the stone platform, embedding half of his calf in it.
Han Li couldn't help but laugh and cry when he saw this. He didn't expect that after the sixth level of the art was completed, his body would undergo such a noticeable change.
Just now, he had simply not controlled the force of his foot, and it was not intentional, but it already had such amazing destructive power.
Fortunately, there were no star map formations engraved where he had broken through, which would not affect the use of the Star Gathering Platform. Otherwise, it would be a little difficult to explain.
With this thought in mind, he couldn't help but touch his nose.
The few Jing Yuan Sect elders around the high platform, after feeling the violent vibration, were all stunned, and then the other three looked at the brown-robed, white-bearded elder in the Fusion stage.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it," The white-bearded elder just glanced at the top and transmitted his voice to the other three with a slight movement of his lips.
Since Han Li came here to cultivate, he had almost become accustomed to what this high-level strength cultivator, whose strength was comparable to a Grand Ascension cultivator, had done. What else could someone who could cultivate so calmly under the shroud of such vast and powerful stellar power not be able to do?
And the Supreme Grand Elder's edict to him was only to closely monitor this person's movements and try not to contact him.
On the Star Gathering Platform, Han Li took a deep breath, flipped his wrist, and took out a two-foot-long gray shield.
This shield was also a defensive magic weapon that he had casually picked up during the mixed battle at the Heavenly Ghost Sect. It seemed to have come from some unlucky Nascent Soul cultivator. It was made entirely of flowing light iron, and also contained some Refined Crystals. There were many mysterious runes engraved on the shield surface, and there was a faint flow of light on it, indicating that it was of a high grade.
He injected a little mana into the shield, causing the surface to flash with spiritual light, and after all the contained strengthening restrictions were activated, he then held both ends of the shield with both hands and exerted a little force on his hands.
With a "poof" sound, the spiritual light on the surface of the shield dimmed, and then a series of "clang clang" sounds followed. The entire black shield was immediately twisted and deformed under his kneading, like clay, and was kneaded into a ball.
Han Li was overjoyed when he saw this.
According to his estimation, his current strength and physical strength have almost doubled compared to before.
He looked up at the brilliant stars in the sky, his mood gradually calmed down, and he sat back on the star map of the Big Dipper and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing.
About an hour later.
Han Li made a hand seal and began to chant the mantra of the seventh level of the Little Big Dipper Stellar Origin Art.
The Big Dipper in the depths of the sky suddenly shone brightly, and the light it emitted was different from the surrounding stars, emitting a blue-silver light, and it flickered violently.
This time, there were actually seven extremely thick silver pillars of light in the night sky, like substance, suddenly falling down and slamming into the Star Gathering Platform.
Almost all the star maps engraved on the platform shone with silver light at the same time, illuminating the area.
From a distance, the entire platform seemed to have been cast in silver slurry.
There was a loud "boom".
The entire Nine Palace Peak shook violently, and a large amount of silver light surged and flowed, and a silver vortex with a power ten times greater than before swept out, spinning wildly on the high platform.
The protective light罩 originally surrounding the Star Gathering Platform was swept into this incomparably violent stellar power, and was immediately torn into pieces, turning into specks of golden light and dissipating.
The four elders guarding the place were caught off guard and were swept by the aftermath of the vortex. Three Nascent Soul elders were involuntarily knocked back.
And after the Fusion elder discovered that something was wrong, he sacrificed several defensive magic weapons in one breath, barely resisting the impact of this stellar power. After he stabilized his body in the void more than a hundred yards away, his gaze towards Nine Palace Peak was full of shock and horror.