Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 242 Secret Talk
"What's there to be disgusted about? Just give her some dignity in the end. The people of the evil way will use any means to improve their cultivation. It is common for them to sacrifice living creatures. What's the big deal about sex? To put it bluntly, even if your face, Han, falls into their hands, it will be put to good use without any waste." Dayan God still did not give up and said temptingly.

"Why is the God so abnormal today? Has it been brought up by some past events that he cannot bear to recall?" Han Li said with his eyes rolling.

Dayan Divine Lord retorted with a slightly angry tone: "Han kid, don't talk nonsense and ruin my reputation. I was kind-hearted and was ready to help you reach a higher level of cultivation, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful."

"Forget it! It's very narrow at first, but then someone can pass through. After walking a few dozen steps, the wonderful feeling of sudden openness is ultimately incomparable to that of a young woman who has already been developed." Dayan Shen said the last sentence, changing the subject, and stopped talking after he finished speaking.

Han Li was very smart and could see some clues from the reaction of Lord Dayan, but he did not say much and put all his attention into activating the Dageng Sword Formation.

A golden thread condensed out from the sword formation and moved towards the black-robed woman without any courtesy, without any intention of showing any mercy.

The woman in black robe took out several ancient treasures from her storage bag, but they were all destroyed by the golden thread one by one.

The black-robed woman's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and she screamed in an extremely ugly voice:

"You can't kill me. I am the Taoist companion of the leader of the Yinluo Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty. If you kill me, you and this sect will fight to the death!"

"The Taoist companion of the Yinluo Sect leader!" After hearing this, Han Li glanced coldly at the black-robed woman and said without any hesitation:

"Han has never been lenient towards his enemies."

While speaking, he pushed the power of the Da Geng Sword Formation to its extreme, determined to kill this woman here and there.

Earlier, he had just gotten rid of the entanglement of two lion-tiger beasts and his mind was slightly relaxed when the woman performed an extremely sophisticated escape technique and hid several feet behind him.

He almost had a hand with a yellow glow about an inch long pierced into his back as fast as lightning.

Judging from the direction of this attack, it was right at the heart, accurate and fierce.

If this woman grabbed him firmly, his heart would be crushed to pieces and his body would be destroyed.

This vengeance must be avenged!

When the black-robed woman saw the attacking golden threads, she felt deeply regretful. If she had not just sacrificed the Yinluo Banner in her hand to clear the way for thousands of bronze-armored corpses, how could she have ended up waiting to die like this?

The Soul-Crying Beast opened its mouth wide and the yellow light from its nose shot out at the same time, heading towards the Bronze Armor Corpse Refining Cover.

The ferocious bronze-armored corpses were turned into ashes one after another under the cover of the yellow mist. Even the three leading corpse kings showed a hint of fear when they saw this scene and hesitated to move forward.

During this period, there were several waves of black-robed men and mages who wanted to kill the Soul-Crying Beast.

But before these people got close to the Soul-Crying Beast, golden sword lights seemed to come from the sky and fell towards them without mercy.

The foundation-building cultivator wanted to resist with the magic flag in his hand, but after the golden light fell, these people were crushed into mud.

On the contrary, the cultivators at the Jindan stage and the men in black robes were able to desperately activate the magic weapons and ancient treasures in their hands and use various spiritual arts to support themselves for a few moments, but within a moment, they would end up with their treasures destroyed and their lives killed.

After several waves like this, no matter how powerful someone was, they did not have the courage to attack and kill the Soul-Crying Beast. They could only watch the Soul-Crying Beast kill the Bronze-Armored Corpses one by one.

Those black-robed men who released the bronze-armored corpse naturally would not sit idly by and watch the bronze-armored corpse being destroyed. Seeing that the situation was not good, they wanted to take the corpse back. However, as soon as they made a move, they were also killed by a ray of sword light. They could not even make a sound, and their souls could not escape, and were directly melted under the sword light.

In this way, thousands of bronze-armored corpses were all destroyed in the mouth of the weeping soul. The three corpse kings, after being severely hit by a sudden sword light, also turned into ashes in a yellow cloud without any surprise.

Nie Zhaonan's figure did not move at all from beginning to end. He stood quietly in the same place, just flicking his fingers from time to time. He looked extremely relaxed and did not seem like he was in a tense battlefield at all.

After the Crying Soul Beast had completely absorbed the corpse qi from the bronze-armored corpse, the giant ape transformed by the Crying Soul had become a little larger than when it appeared just now, and its fur was shiny black. It looked as if it had just taken some tonic and its cultivation had greatly increased. Seeing this, Nie Zhaonan nodded slightly and waved at it without hesitation.

Suddenly, a black light flashed on the body of the Soul-Crying Beast, and it shrank in an instant, turning into a black rainbow, flying into Nie Zhaonan's sleeves and disappearing.

After collecting the Soul-Crying Beast, Nie Zhaonan was about to go find some Taoist companions when the spiritual light that appeared on his body suddenly dimmed.

There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky, and a dark cloud descended from the sky. Green lightning and fire that was hundreds of feet wide rolled in the cloud, and the sky suddenly changed color.

"Who is it! Who killed my sect leader's wife! Who killed my Yinluo Sect's guardian? I will extract his soul and refine his spirit to avenge this hatred!" A thunder-like roar came from the dark clouds. It was the voice of the Yinluo Sect's sect leader.

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhaonan showed no expression and just stood there waiting silently.

"The winner has not yet been decided, so why are you in such a hurry to leave? I, Yi, would like to learn more about your magic skills!" Following the words of the Yinluo Sect's leader, the voice of the old demon Hehuan could be heard faintly.

Then, a grayish-white mist also shot down from the sky, just blocking the dark clouds.

Before the two of them could have too much verbal exchange, the light in the sky behind the mage flashed one after another, and beams of light of different colors shot towards here quickly.

Before we got close, someone shouted loudly:
"Masters, stop now! Something has happened on the grassland!"

This person seemed to want everyone to hear him, and he used some secret technique to shout out these words.

All of a sudden, both the monks and the mages heard it clearly. Most of them stopped their actions in shock and looked on in surprise.

I saw more than a dozen beams of light disappear, revealing more than a dozen mages in different costumes.

The yellow-robed mage who was in the lead actually had the cultivation base of the middle Nascent Soul stage. The others were all Master Mulan in the Nascent Soul stage without exception. There were traces of blood on their bodies, and it was obvious that they had experienced a great battle.

Several other beams of light flew straight towards Long Han and others, which were the group of old monster Tianhen.

However, two red lights wrapped in the storage bag turned and shot towards Nie Zhaonan, disappearing into his sleeves. Seeing this scene, the fear on the faces of the yellow-robed mage who had just appeared disappeared.

They really didn't dare to face those two spiders anymore. As participants in the battle of Tiantian City, they were terrified by the magical powers of the two blood jade spiders and their ferocity of outnumbering others.

If the Tuwu people had not suddenly broken into the city of Khotan, forcing the battle between the two sides to end prematurely, they would have been seriously injured.

Upon seeing the yellow-robed monk, the skinny old man was also greatly surprised and showed an expression of disbelief.

But before he could ask anything, he saw the yellow-robed mage fly to the side of the skinny old man and whispered a few words with his lips moving slightly.

At the same time, he took out a jade slip from his body and handed it to the old man.

After the old man immersed his mind in the jade slip, his already gloomy expression became even uglier.

Then the old man suddenly turned around and flew towards Long Han with a gloomy face.

The two of them started talking in whispers.

When Long Han raised his hand and released a talisman, the talisman rushed into the sky, turned into countless golden light balls, and exploded in the air.

The monks who were still fighting stopped immediately upon seeing this and quickly retreated to the monk camp.

The mage on the opposite side didn't know what other method he used to notify, and he also retreated silently.

In the blink of an eye, the space between the two camps became empty, and the battle stopped.

The top leaders of both sides also gathered together, set up some simple soundproofing prohibitions, and started discussing in front of the two armies.

On the Tiannan camp side, only cultivators in the middle Nascent Soul stage and a few cultivators with special identities were qualified to participate in this discussion.

Given Nie Zhaonan's performance and power in today's battle, it was natural for him to participate in this meeting without any objection.

Han Li was also carrying a bamboo tube and standing there silently.

After Long Han talked with the three cultivators, everyone understood that the Tuwu people had joined forces with several sects in Dajin to wipe out the largest clan guarding the rear of Mulan, and were also eyeing Tiannan.

After hearing the news, the scene fell silent for a while.

However, after a moment of silence, everyone saw the situation clearly and spontaneously started discussing the alliance with the Mulan people, revealing many conflicts of interest and details.

During this period, Nie Zhaonan did not say a word, neither offered any advice nor participated in any discussions.

It was just that when Long Han mentioned that he had displayed great prowess in this battle and had achieved considerable results, and even he was not as good as him, he responded politely with a few words, and in passing mentioned that Huangfeng Valley was going to hold an auction and invited a group of cultivators to participate.

When most of the cultivators present heard that Nie Zhaonan's true strength was far above Long Han, they felt nervous, but they all agreed with a smile on their faces, without any intention of shirking.

Just like that, after the two sides finished their negotiations, each side sent one person to communicate briefly and reached a temporary ceasefire agreement.

Other matters can naturally only be formally negotiated in the future.

In the headquarters of the Hehuan Sect in Tianyi City, in a gloomy and secret underground chamber, two figures sat facing each other.

"Brother Yi, I didn't want to have too much involvement with you, but because of our past friendship, after receiving your message, I thought about it again and again and finally came." Tianhen Old Monster said helplessly.

"Why are you so anxious to distance yourself from Yi Mo, Fellow Daoist Tianhen? Is that man really that scary? You didn't show any cowardice when you faced Master Zhiyang alone in the past, right?" The old demon Hehuan said in a cold tone, his words full of displeasure.

Old Monster Tianhen raised his head, looked at Old Monster Hehuan calmly, and said calmly: "Brother Yi didn't see the ferocious appearance of the two blood jade spiders. Can you imagine the shock of a fist-sized blood jade spider suddenly becoming hundreds of feet long and fighting against a group of Yuanying magicians? This is an incredible scene. This amazing magical power of controlling the heaven and earth, even Brother Yi would find it very difficult to face it, right?"

“Hmph, it’s indeed extraordinary that the Blood Jade Spider can display the magical power of controlling the heavens and the earth, but it cannot maintain this state of magical power forever.” The old demon Hehuan said with a sneer, with no intention of changing his mind at all.

“If we leave Nie Zhaonan alone, when his cultivation level increases greatly and his realm advances greatly, he will have a great chance of unifying Tiannan without having to break through the Spirit Transformation Stage, but only advance to the late Nascent Soul Stage. I will never allow this. I believe Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya have the same idea.” The old demon general Hehuan expressed all his fears about Nie Zhaonan, and the murderous intent in his tone was not concealed at all.

"Not everyone wants to unify Tiannan like the incarnation cultivator did thousands of years ago, who caused great damage to the vitality of the Tiannan cultivator world. I think Brother Nie has absolutely no such idea. He can be seen as a person who is devoted to hard practice." Old Monster Tianhen also understood the concerns of Old Demon Hehuan, so he slowly expressed his opinion.

"Fellow Daoist Tianhen, you think too simply. Now that you have the power to subdue all the cultivators, it is just a matter of a word to unify Tiannan." The old demon Hehuan was silent for a while, and his voice came out in a very ethereal voice.

"Alas, I will absolutely not agree to join hands with you to kill Nie Zhaonan. That will only cost my life in vain." The old monster Tianhen also knew that what the old demon Hehuan said was very likely, but he still refused.

If he were two hundred years younger, he might have really wanted to take the risk. But now that his time was running out and he had unfulfilled wishes, he cherished his life even more.

"Even if I join forces with Zhiyang and Brother Wei, you still insist on doing so?" There was a hint of anger in the tone of the old demon Hehuan.

The old monster Tianhen ignored the tone of the old demon Hehuan and just said lightly:
"Don't you understand how the two of them treat Nie Zhaonan? Master Zhiyang doesn't care, and Wei Wuya even seems to be biased towards Nie Zhaonan. Even if they have the same idea as you, they will never act like you."

After a pause, Tianhen Old Monster reminded:
"Besides, is Nie Zhaonan really as simple as he seems on the surface? Has he used all his tricks? He only showed what he wanted us to see. Whether it's the Thunder Escape Technique, the two blood jade spiders, or the sharp flying sword, can Brother Yi guarantee that this is all? Just these alone, it won't be easy for Brother Yi to deal with it, right?"

"After all, he is only in the initial stage. His magic power is not strong enough and will eventually be exhausted. Only when his magic power is exhausted, he will be a lamb to be slaughtered." The old demon Hehuan analyzed with extraordinary calmness.

At the same time, he raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and then rotated them into a fist, as if he was determined to capture Nie Zhaonan.

Seeing that Hehuan Old Demon was still insisting on his own way, Tianhen Old Monster closed his eyes silently. After a moment of silence, he said calmly:

(End of this chapter)