Several days later, outside Black Wind City, a streak of light descended. The light dissipated, revealing a tall, muscular man with a yellow face and a bristly beard, none other than Han Li, who had altered his appearance.

He looked up at the tall, wide city gate and stepped into the flow of people entering the city.

His previous attempt to cross the Perilous Wind Zone surrounding the Black Wind Sea could be described as fraught with difficulties. Although his cultivation had greatly improved, he had no intention of trying again. It was still more prudent to leave via the teleportation array here.

After paying the city entrance fee, Han Li quickly entered Black Wind City and headed straight for the Island Lord's mansion.

Halfway there, he suddenly stopped and glanced in the direction of the city center. Then, his figure flew towards that direction and soon arrived in front of the teleportation plaza, where he landed.

He saw beams of white light emerging from the teleportation tower in the plaza, radiating a vast spiritual power, faintly mixed with spatial fluctuations.

Seeing this, Han Li knew that the teleportation array had been activated and was about to teleport people.

After a moment of thought, he reached out and stopped a middle-aged cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage who was passing by. "Excuse me, fellow Daoist," he asked, "I heard earlier that the Black Wind Island Lord had announced the closure of the teleportation array for a thousand years. Why has it suddenly been reopened today?"

The man was startled by Han Li's sudden stop and his expression darkened, but when he sensed the unfathomable aura emanating from Han Li, he quickly clasped his fists with a flattering smile and said, "Senior, you must be new to Black Wind City. You may not know, but just yesterday, the Black Wind Island Lord suddenly announced that the teleportation array would be reopened. It will officially start operating in a while, at noon."

"Oh, does the fellow Daoist know why the Black Wind Island Lord suddenly changed his mind?" Han Li nodded thoughtfully and asked.

"This… I am not aware of that," the middle-aged cultivator shook his head.

"Thank you," Han Li nodded.

The middle-aged cultivator bowed to Han Li and quickly left.

Han Li looked at the teleportation tower, his eyes flashing a few times, then he looked up at the sunlight in the sky. His figure flashed and disappeared, turning into a wisp of shadow that flew towards the teleportation tower, instantly landing in front of the tower's main entrance.

The tower door was tightly closed, with two Black Wind Island cultivators guarding either side.

Han Li did not stop at all. He flew straight ahead as if he were an invisible gust of air, passing through the gate and the layers of restrictions behind it, entering the hall without causing any disturbance.

A large group of people had gathered in the hall, waiting for teleportation, numbering as many as eighty or ninety.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly. Standing at the very front of the crowd were several blue-robed cultivators, none other than Luo Qinghai and his group.

The Black Wind Island Lord, Lu Jun, was standing beside them with a smiling face, carefully attending to them.

"So that's how it is…" Han Li nodded at the sight.

It seemed that Luo Qinghai had also left the Nethercold Immortal Mansion at some point and was one step ahead of him, doing what he had intended to do.

That was fine too, he could leave along the way.

The next moment, Han Li's figure appeared silently behind the crowd, and then he flicked his finger on the back of a young man in white robes in front of him.

The young man in white robes immediately became dazed. He turned around and handed a blue talisman in his hand to Han Li, then stepped aside and stood still.

The series of events was silent, and almost no one in the hall noticed the situation behind the crowd, except for Luo Qinghai and a few others.

Luo Qinghai turned his head and glanced at Han Li, a hint of doubt flashing deep in his eyes, but there was no change in his expression.

Han Li stood there calmly, facing Luo Qinghai's observation.

He had not expected this move to escape the notice of Luo Qinghai and others. The reason he did so was because he did not care even if the other party discovered him.

Moreover, based on his understanding of Luo Qinghai's personality, as long as he did not find out who he was, he should not make any rash moves.

Sure enough, Luo Qinghai looked at Han Li twice before retracting his gaze, without saying anything.

But at this moment, Han Li suddenly turned his head and looked to the other side.

There stood a group of people, all talking in low voices.

Han Li frowned slightly.

Just now, he felt another gaze coming from there, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared, and he could not capture whose gaze it was.

Anyone who could detect the movement just now must be a Golden Immortal.

A strange look flashed in Han Li's eyes. Could it be Hu Yan and Yun Ni, or someone else hiding here?

He pondered in his heart and continued to secretly observe the group.

"Sorry to have kept you fellow Daoists waiting. The time has come. Please enter the formation," at this moment, a black-robed old man next to the teleportation array walked over and said.

Everyone holding blue talismans stepped into the teleportation array in turn. The young man in white robes remained standing in place, looking dazed.

Lu Jun glanced at Han Li when he saw this, a strange look on his face, but he did not say much.

The black-robed old man flipped his hand and took out a white array plate, and quickly made hand gestures.

With a "buzz", a dazzling white light appeared on the array plate.

The teleportation array also shone brightly, emitting dazzling white spiritual light, engulfing everyone, and then disappeared without a trace.

Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone disappear.

At the moment everyone was teleported away, the young man in white robes' eyes flashed and regained clarity.

"This… what happened? How did I get here…" the young man in white robes looked around and said in a panic.

"Take him out and return the teleportation spirit stones to him," Lu Jun waved his hand and said.

Two Black Wind Island cultivators agreed and walked out with the young man in white robes between them.

"Island Lord, we've finally sent those plagues away!" the black-robed old man walked to Lu Jun's side and sighed.

"I'm afraid things are far from over," Lu Jun shook his head.

"You mean…" the black-robed old man was slightly taken aback.

"At that time, it wasn't just the Azure Flow Palace who entered the Immortal Mansion. Now only Luo Qinghai and these people are appearing here. What does this mean? Xiao Jinhan and his party are still missing. In addition, everyone including the Fuling Sect and the Candle Dragon Path has evaporated from the face of the earth. I'm afraid something happened inside the Immortal Mansion. Although Luo Qinghai said he didn't know anything, with my understanding of this person, things are definitely not simple. No matter what, this happened in our Black Wind Sea," Lu Jun said slowly.

"I thought they had other ways to leave here. After all, some people have great magical powers and didn't enter my Black Wind Sea through the teleportation array…" the old man's expression stiffened and he said hesitantly.

"The Perilous Wind Zone, hehe… I hope they have all passed through there and left my Black Wind Sea," Lu Jun said with a wry smile.

"By the way, Island Lord, Miss Yuqing… have you asked those people from the Azure Flow Palace for any news?" the black-robed old man hesitated and asked again.

"No. I don't know if the people from the Azure Flow Palace really don't know, or if they are deliberately hiding it," Lu Jun said with a somewhat dim expression.

"Miss Yuqing's soul lamp has not been extinguished, so her life is definitely not in danger. At this moment, she may just be trapped somewhere and will soon break free and return. Island Lord, don't worry," the black-robed old man comforted.

Lu Jun did not speak, sighed, and frowned.

The black-robed old man did not know how to persuade Lu Jun when he saw this expression.

Lu Jun stood by the formation for a moment, sighed again, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly froze and he looked at the ground next to the formation.

There, a white jade slip had fallen at some point.

Lu Jun frowned slightly, raised his hand and issued a suction force, sucking the jade slip into his hand and probing it with his divine sense.

There was only one line of small characters in the jade slip:

"Your daughter Yuqing has another opportunity in the Nethercold Immortal Mansion. She is safe and sound at the moment. You don't need to worry."

Lu Jun showed a look of great joy when he saw this, and the worry on his face was swept away.

He put away the jade slip and bowed to the teleportation array in the old man's surprised gaze.

…

Han Li's eyes were filled with white light, and the surroundings were dizzy. He could hear bursts of whistling sounds in his ears.

After a while, the strange feeling around him suddenly disappeared, and his vision cleared. He appeared in another white hall.

Han Li looked around and recognized that this was the teleportation hall in Guanlan City.

At this time, in a corner of the hall, there was another group of people standing, obviously waiting to enter the Black Wind Sea through the teleportation array.

Han Li walked out of the teleportation formation with the others and walked outside, soon arriving outside the teleportation tower.

Han Li did not stop here. He directly mixed into the crowd on the street outside the tower and walked away, soon disappearing without a trace.

On a pavilion not far away, Luo Qinghai and the others from the Azure Flow Palace appeared here at some point. Everyone's eyes were looking in the direction where Han Li left.

"Palace Lord, where did this person come from?" the white-faced scholar retracted his gaze and asked.

"I can't tell now. But judging from the methods he just used, he is definitely a Golden Immortal. His current appearance should be transformed using a Faceless Alliance mask, not his true face… Meng'er, can you see this person's identity?" Luo Qinghai looked thoughtful, turned to look at Nan Kemeng beside him, and asked.

Nan Kemeng looked a little tired and did not speak, just shook her head.

"Faceless Alliance mask… Could he be from the Samsara Hall?" another black-bearded old man twitched his eyebrows, and a strange light seemed to flash in his eyes, and asked.

"It's possible, but it may also be the Candle Dragon Path, the Fuling Sect, or other forces that have survived. There were many cultivators who entered the Nethercold Immortal Mansion this time, and we only saw a part of them," Luo Qinghai said slowly.

"This teleportation is hosted by our Azure Flow Palace. This person just muddled through and seized a teleportation spot. I'm afraid he is not a kind person. Do you want me to go and explore this person's details?" the black-bearded old man said in a low voice.

"Although we have achieved our purpose in this trip to the Nethercold Immortal Mansion, this person's identity is unknown, so don't cause any more trouble. After this incident, the Northern Cold Immortal Territory will have a huge turmoil. Let's return to the Azure Flow Palace first, and then discuss it in the long term," Luo Qinghai shook his head and said.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the black-bearded old man's eyes, but he still nodded.

The group stepped forward and walked away. Nan Kemeng also took a few steps forward with the crowd, and a layer of strange blue light suddenly appeared on her face, which was a faint blue ice crystal.

Her delicate body trembled and swayed, falling to the ground.

Luo Qinghai's expression changed, and he waved his hand to release a blue light, supporting Nan Kemeng's body.

When the others saw this, they hurried over.