Wang Yu
Chapter 12 I am Han Li
The tall youth was still there, clutching his head and screaming miserably, completely unaware of the surrounding situation. With a "snap," he was bitten squarely by the centipede's maw.
Seeing this, Baishi Zhenren revealed a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth.
He knew the power of this centipede best. It could shatter ordinary magic tools in a single bite, and its most fearsome aspect was the potent poison covering its entire body, which could corrode spiritual energy and cause instant death.
But the next moment, the old Daoist's smile froze.
The black centipede suddenly let out a miserable cry, releasing its maw, from which blood flowed freely, and every single one of its sharp teeth shattered and broke.
However, the golden scales exposed on the tall youth's shoulder had not even a scratch.
Although the black centipede had suffered a severe blow, it was also aroused its ferocity. After the miserable cry, its body suddenly coiled, enveloping the youth like a poisonous snake. The sharp claws on its abdomen took the opportunity to thrash down.
Clang clang!
Sparks flew, but the scales on the youth's body were still intact, without the slightest harm.
Seeing this, the old Daoist almost didn't pop his eyeballs out.
"That's right, I remember… I… I am Han Li, the number one cultivator of the Human Race, the number one Mahayana of the Spirit World!"
The tall youth's miserable screams suddenly stopped. He raised his lowered head and roared, his eyes clear and without the slightest confusion.
He was none other than Han Li, who had gone through untold hardships to ascend from the Spirit World to the Immortal World. (For book friends who haven't read it, to know Han Li's previous stories, you can first read the related prequel "Mortal's Journey: Immortal World".)
Han Li didn't even look at the black centipede wrapped around his body. With a mere movement of his arm, a hand like a steel claw directly pierced into the centipede's seemingly tough carapace. With a slight application of force, he easily tore the black centipede off his body.
The black centipede hissed incessantly, desperately twisting its enormous body, but was unable to break free in the slightest.
"Bang!"
The youth's five fingers, which had plunged into the centipede's body, merely trembled, and an invisible force rippled out.
The black centipede let out a mournful cry. After the tremor, its body softened section by section, no longer possessing any power to struggle.
Chi la!
Han Li plunged his other hand into the centipede's body as well. With both hands exerting force simultaneously, he directly tore the giant insect in two amidst a rain of blood, and threw it away.
The two segments of the centipede's corpse on the ground writhed violently, then transformed back into two tattered small flags, the spiritual light on their surfaces completely lost, obviously completely destroyed.
This series of actions was as fast as lightning, happening in the blink of an eye.
Baishi Zhenren stood there in a daze, his mouth slightly open, unable to close it for a moment.
Only then did Han Li turn his head and glance at Baishi Zhenren.
The old Daoist shuddered at the youth's icy gaze, his heart sinking as if into a bottomless ice cave, his entire body incomparably cold.
"Confine!"
Baishi Zhenren's face changed rapidly several times, then he suddenly shouted and formed a hand seal.
The black magic formation in the secret room suddenly shone brightly, buzzing loudly, and streams of black-gray mist once again crazily surged towards the tall youth. At the same time, the old Daoist flicked his sleeve, and a pale white flying shuttle flew out, carrying him in a spiral towards the door, actually trying to escape.
"Trying to escape!"
Han Li snorted coldly, the golden scales on one of his arms flashed wildly, and he punched towards the ground.
"Boom!"
The stone slabs on the ground shattered and rocks scattered, revealing a huge pit. The black magic formation disappeared without a trace, and all the mist vanished.
Baishi Zhenren heard the sound of the formation shattering behind him, and his body trembled, but at this moment, he had already flown to the entrance of the mountain cave, about to smash through it and escape.
But at this moment, a figure flickered in front of the stone door, followed by the sound of air exploding.
"Whoosh!"
The old Daoist instantly flew out like a sack, crashing heavily against the stone wall not far away, emitting a huge muffled sound.
"Wah!"
Baishi Zhenren opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, collapsing weakly on the ground, his face filled with terror, and he didn't know where the flying shuttle under his feet had flown.
At the door, Han Li stood upright, slowly retracting his left fist that had punched out into the void, his figure flickering, appearing like a ghost in front of Baishi Zhenren, coldly watching him.
"Senior, spare my life! This lowly one was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, please be magnanimous. This lowly one is willing to offer all his possessions to Senior!" Baishi Zhenren trembled all over, barely managing to crawl up, took off the storage pouch from his waist, held it in both hands, and placed it at the youth's feet, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy, making loud thudding sounds.
The tall youth was expressionless, not even looking at the storage pouch.
"In addition to these, this lowly one also has some treasures placed elsewhere, which can all be offered to Senior. This lowly one, as a guest elder of the Prime Minister's Residence, also knows the location of the Prime Minister's Residence's treasure vault. As long as Senior nods, this junior will immediately fetch them all and offer them to Senior." Seeing that the other party did not speak, the old Daoist's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to beg.
In order to survive, he couldn't care about anything else.
Hearing this, Han Li's face revealed a hint of strangeness, as if he was somewhat tempted by what the other party said, and the golden light on his body slowly subsided.
Seeing this, the old Daoist was overjoyed and was about to say something more when Han Li suddenly raised his hand and grabbed towards the void beneath him. A cloud of black Qi flew out from his shadow, and with a flip of his hand, it directly plunged into the old Daoist's face and disappeared.
"Senior, spare my life!"
The old Daoist was terrified and hurriedly probed the situation inside his body, but found no abnormalities, which made him even more afraid.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. This can also be considered as repaying you in kind. As long as I move my mind, this cloud of black fiend will directly explode inside your body, and you should know what the consequences will be. In addition, I have remembered everything, my surname is not Liu, but Han." Han Li said lightly, and his originally enlarged body began to shrink back to normal, while the scales on his body also quickly receded.
Baishi Zhenren's face was ashen, but hearing that Han Li would not kill him immediately, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, and repeatedly said yes.
"Bang!"
Han Li grabbed the old Daoist's collar again, directly lifted him up, and at the same time, pointed his right index finger at the center of his brow, a wisp of black light emerging from his fingertip and plunging into the old Daoist's brow.
"Senior…" Baishi Zhenren was extremely terrified, thinking that the other party had gone back on his word, but before he could finish speaking, his eyes became blank.
Han Li pursed his lips tightly, and a layer of fine sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, his face gradually turning pale.
Time passed for a moment.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and with a flick of his finger, the black light at his fingertip dissipated.
The old Daoist rolled his eyes and directly fell into a coma.
Han Li waved his hand and threw Baishi Zhenren on the ground, took a few deep breaths, and his face recovered, but then his brows furrowed and his face was uncertain.
Just now, he had used the Soul Searching Technique and had already learned what he wanted to know from Baishi Zhenren.
Han Li's gaze shifted, landing on the similarly unconscious Liu Le'er beside him, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes. The golden rope on her body had lost its magic support and had loosened on its own, but she was still trapped inside the black light罩.
His figure flashed, appearing next to Liu Le'er, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible force burst out.
The black light罩 shattered in response.
Han Li looked at the girl's battered body, sighed, and after hesitating for a moment, he formed a hand seal with one hand, opened his mouth and spat out a thin cloud of cyan Qi, which quickly integrated into her body.
Liu Le'er's pale face immediately flushed with a hint of rudiness, and the wounds on her body recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Little girl, these past few years have really been hard on you. But in this way, the remaining mana I have is even less." Han Li looked at the girl and muttered, then walked to Baishi Zhenren's side, picked up the other party's storage pouch, and tore it open with both hands, causing a large pile of things to fall out from it.
Most of these things were materials, but there were also some elixirs.
Han Li carefully checked them, then casually picked out two bottles, poured out a cyan elixir and a red elixir from each, and carefully fed them to Liu Le'er.
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A virtual dynamic 3D "Han Li" image has been launched.
In the future, there will also be 3D images of Nangong Wan, Ziling, Ti Hun Beast, Gold Devouring Beetle, etc.