"Fellow Daoist Hu Yan, let's follow them." Han Li's heart stirred, and he immediately transmitted his voice to Hu Yan Daoren.

"What is it? Did you discover something?" Hu Yan was taken aback, and said somewhat hesitantly.

Under such circumstances, actively following others could easily be seen as ill-intentioned and provocative.

And currently, he didn't want to provoke that old fox Luo Qinghai.

In fact, Baili Yan had told him many years ago that Luo Qinghai seemed to be friendly to everyone, but in reality, he was the most calculating in his heart. It was better to offend Qi Tianxiao, the master of the Fu Ling Sect, than to provoke him.

"I suspect that Luo Qinghai's disciple has special pupil power and can discover the location of the Taiyi Hall, but I'm not sure. But judging from Luo Qinghai's actions, there must be something strange about the two of them," Han Li explained.

"With that old fox's temperament, it's normal for him to let others go first and test the waters. It's indeed quite suspicious for him to actively delve into the mist like this... We'll follow them first, as you said," Hu Yan Daoren thought for a moment and said decisively.

Han Li and Hu Yan moved, and their figures disappeared into the white mist, following from a distance.

Ouyang Kuishan glanced at the blond man who also came from the Candle Dragon Path. They exchanged glances and flew towards another direction, slightly to the left.

The two members of the Nanli Tribe also no longer lingered, and flew away in a certain direction.

Before long, of the ten people who had entered together, only Feng Tiandu and Qi Tianxiao remained in place.

The two watched the others leave one after another, their expressions as usual, without saying a word.

"It's about time, let's follow them too." After a moment, Feng Tiandu suddenly spoke.

Then, he waved his palm, and a layer of black light enveloped him and Qi Tianxiao, and then they chased after the direction Han Li had flown.

Deep in the mist, Luo Qinghai and his disciple Nan Kemeng maintained a steady speed, flying forward.

Suddenly, Nan Kemeng stopped and looked into the mist behind them for a moment, saying, "Grand Palace Master, someone is following us from behind..."

"Hehe, that's not surprising. Tell me, who is following us?" Luo Qinghai smiled and asked.

"Everyone." Nan Kemeng frowned slightly and said.

Hearing this answer, Luo Qinghai was taken aback, and then revealed a mocking smile.

"The closest to us are the old and young from the True Flame Sect. The Candle Dragon Path and the Nanli Tribe have chosen to detour, but they are still moving along our trajectory. The Fu Ling Sect is further away, and it seems... it seems they are following the two from the True Flame Sect." Nan Kemeng said in detail after glancing back.

"What the hell is the True Flame Sect? That black-bearded old man is Hu Yan Daoren from the Candle Dragon Path. As for the dark-skinned man beside him, he's a bit strange. I don't seem to remember anyone like that in the Northern Cold Immortal Territory... This kid seems to have suddenly sprung out of a rock, and I can't figure out his background for a while." Luo Qinghai said with a smile and a curse, and then frowned again.

"What should we do then?" Nan Kemeng raised her eyebrows and asked.

"The Taiyi Pill is about to be completed, we don't have time to waste with them. Let's go," Luo Qinghai said with a stern expression.

With that, he made a hand seal, and a watery blue light rippled on his body, enveloping Nan Kemeng as well.

There was a soft "poof" sound.

Their figures instantly turned into a patch of colorful bubbles and dissipated into the mist.

A moment later, Han Li and Hu Yan Daoren's figures came quickly and hovered in this area.

"What's going on?" Hu Yan Daoren said in a deep voice.

"No wonder they aren't afraid of us following them, it seems they had a backup plan," Han Li said slowly, his expression unchanged.

"That old fox, now we're both headless flies again..." Hu Yan Daoren sighed.

"It doesn't matter, I have another method to try, but I need you to release your spiritual domain to hide me for a moment," Han Li said after hesitating for a moment.

"Alright. You go ahead and try," Hu Yan Daoren said with a serious expression.

With that, a flash of scarlet light appeared on his body, and a layer of fire spiritual domain immediately opened up, covering a range of several hundred feet.

"The range can't be any larger, otherwise I can't guarantee that I can completely conceal your spellcasting fluctuations," Hu Yan Daoren explained.

"Yes, this is enough. Any larger, and it will easily attract the attention of others," Han Li nodded.

With that, he made a series of hand seals in front of him, golden light surged behind him, and the Mantra Treasure Wheel emerged.

Looking at the dense Dao patterns that emerged on the dazzling golden treasure wheel, and feeling the strong time law fluctuations coming from it, even Hu Yan Daoren, who was knowledgeable and experienced, was immediately subjected to a violent shock to his mind.

"This, this..." His mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

Han Li ignored his gaffe, and just activated the Eye of Truth to check around.

Soon, he discovered that there were bursts of spatial ripples surging uncertainly in the depths of the white mist in the front right.

"Found it."

Han Li shouted softly, and retracted the hand seal, and the Mantra Treasure Wheel also converged its golden light and returned to his body.

"Although I knew long ago that you cultivated the Mantra Transformation Wheel Sutra, I didn't expect you to have cultivated the time law to such an extent?" Hu Yan Daoren's expression had not yet returned to normal, and he praised.

"I had some opportunities in the past, so I was indeed a little faster in the cultivation of this technique," Han Li smiled and said.

"Li kid, tell me honestly, were you hiding your true cultivation all along, or did you cultivate the reincarnation law as well? Otherwise, why could you advance directly to the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal in such a short period of time?" Hu Yan Daoren asked with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Han Li sighed and said somewhat helplessly:

"What I told you before was not a lie. Not long ago, I did enter a strange secret realm, and I cultivated there for tens of thousands of years before reaching the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal. After I came out, I realized that the time inside was not equal to the outside world, and not even an instant had passed in the outside world."

After Hu Yan Daoren heard this, he was speechless for a long time. At the end, he revealed a bit of a forced smile and sighed, "It's true that comparing people is infuriating, and comparing goods makes you want to throw them away... Kid, your good fortune is too good, isn't it?"

Han Li rolled his eyes and didn't explain anything.

Where could he be considered to have deep good fortune... Before each opportunity, wasn't he chased around the world, experiencing nine deaths and one life?

Hu Yan Daoren suddenly took a step closer to him, stretched out a hand towards him, and revealed two snow-white jade slips inlaid with golden patterns in the palm of his hand.

When Han Li saw this thing, he raised his eyebrows first, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Hu Yan, what are you doing?" He asked puzzled.

"This is the fifth and sixth level of the Mantra Transformation Wheel Sutra. I can give it to you now, but I have a request," Hu Yan Daoren said solemnly.

"Tell me first," Han Li asked with a frown.

"After entering the Taiyi Hall, do your best to help me obtain a Taiyi Pill, just one will do," Hu Yan Daoren said slowly.

"I can do my best to help you, as long as it doesn't endanger myself," Han Li didn't directly agree, but said it this way.

Hearing this, Hu Yan Daoren smiled and said, "I knew you would say that... Take the technique!"

Han Li took the two jade slips from his palm, checked them briefly, and put them into his storage bracelet.

"Why not give it to me when we leave the Immortal Mansion? Or just give me one level first? If you use that as a bet, I would still agree to help you," Han Li asked after hesitating for a moment.

"Would you believe me if I said that I saw your cultivation soaring and that you were a rare commodity, so I wanted to befriend you?" Hu Yan Daoren raised his eyebrows and asked.

"I believe you." Han Li nodded seriously and said.

Hearing this, Hu Yan Daoren was first stunned, and then couldn't help but laugh and curse, "You kid..."

There was also a bit of a smile on Han Li's face, and he flew forward towards the front right first.

Hu Yan Daoren shook his head with a smile and followed.

However, after flying for only a moment, he discovered that Han Li, who had been flying quickly in front, suddenly flashed and disappeared into the void.

In shock, Hu Yan Daoren quickly rushed forward, and his figure instantly disappeared into the white mist as well.

In an instant, Han Li and Hu Yan's figures appeared one after the other out of thin air in another realm.

"This is..."

Looking at the amazing scene that appeared in front of him, Han Li couldn't help but praise in a murmur.

They saw a small piece of land with a radius of hundreds of miles floating in the void hundreds of feet below them. It was covered with lush trees of varying heights, and various exquisite pavilions and towers were hidden among them.

Several jade-green rivers ran through it, gurgling, and cascading down at the edge of the land, turning into continuous silver waterfalls, which looked extremely beautiful.

On a relatively open piece of land at the edge of the land, there was a spirit beast enclosure with lush green grass. It was divided into hundreds of small areas, and hundreds of strange alien beasts of various shapes were raised there.

On the other side, extending from the flat edge area to the mountains in the center of the land, was a spirit medicine garden with a very large area, in which all kinds of spirit medicines and immortal herbs grew. Among them, there was a faint medicinal fragrance turning into smoke, rising into the sky.

"The bloodline inheritance of the Rouge Horse and the Green Bamboo Lion in the Northern Cold Immortal Territory has been cut off tens of thousands of years ago. I didn't expect there to be any here, and they are so pure..." Hu Yan Daoren pointed to several tall horses with fiery red bodies and several green lions with emerald green bodies in the spirit beast enclosure, and praised with a啧啧.

"In the spirit medicine garden over there, there must be many high-level immortal herbs that are hundreds of thousands of years old, otherwise there wouldn't be purple smoke rising," Han Li couldn't help but say.

At the same time, black-robed servants were distributed everywhere in the spirit beast enclosure and the spirit medicine garden.

They were holding various tools and working in the fields, some were feeding the spirit beasts, some were irrigating the medicine fields, some were cutting off the sharp horns and hairs from the strange and exotic beasts, and some were picking the fruits and leaves of the spirit medicines and immortal herbs in the spirit medicine garden. They were clearly divided and organized.

In the center of the two areas, there was a white stone mountain path, and there were also some black servants who concentrated the spirit beast materials and spirit medicines and immortal herbs collected by those people and sent them to the top of the mountain path.