Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 476 Hallucination?

"That strand of black hair only emitted the spiritual pressure of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, yet it managed to snatch food from the jaws of three Void Refinement cultivators and actually succeeded. I just wonder if it can evade the pursuit of these two seniors," Yan Qing said with some emotion as he looked in the direction the two had left.

Xiao Jiu didn't respond, but her expression seemed thoughtful.

"Little Jiu, do you perhaps know that person?"

On the other side, Huang Lianglingjun and Huan Cangqi, two cultivators at the Void Refinement stage, had already chased after them for tens of thousands of miles.

But by this moment, the black hair they were searching for had vanished without a trace.

"His escape speed is so fast, what is the origin of that human cultivator? He shouldn't be so unknown among humans!" Huan Cangqi asked coldly, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

Huang Lianglingjun shook his head solemnly, then sneered and said:

“Fellow Daoist Huan, you suspect that person is from my sect? I can assure you, I have absolutely no knowledge of this person. In our Tianyuan Realm, this is the first time I have seen him. Perhaps he is a cultivator from another place.”

"Furthermore, it is far too presumptuous of him to think that he can escape our control with these petty tricks alone. Although we did not have time to plant a divine sense mark on him, with the strength of our divine sense, a Nascent Soul cultivator in this Sunset Tomb will absolutely not be able to escape our divine sense detection unless he runs more than ten thousand miles away."

Upon hearing this, Huan Cangqi nodded, and the immortal also agreed with this statement.

So, both of them closed their eyes in mid-air and slowly released their extremely powerful divine senses.

However, a moment later, their expressions changed dramatically, looking both surprised and incredulous.

"How is that possible? That person's spiritual energy has completely disappeared, leaving not a trace!" Huang Lianglingjun suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of shock.

"I haven't found that person either. In this situation, either a powerful expert whose cultivation far surpasses ours intervened to conceal his aura, or he used some secret technique to dissipate his magical power. Otherwise, even if he has already perished, his aura could not have dissipated so completely in such a short time," Huan Cangqi murmured.

"Both of these possibilities mean that we two are doomed." Huang Lianglingjun frowned, seemingly lost in thought.

"Fellow Daoist Nie appeared at the Tomb of Sunset. Could it be that he really didn't interfere with the matter of the Divine Blood? Fellow Daoist Huang Liang, you met Fellow Daoist Nie once. What do you think of this?" Huan Cangqi's lips twitched slightly, and he gave a bitter smile.

Huang Lianglingjun's expression turned solemn. He recalled the detailed information about Nie Zhaonan, including the 'Treasure Pavilion,' and the scene when he saw him in Sunset City. After a long while, he slowly said, word by word:

"His aura is powerful and profound, so I naturally couldn't actively probe his cultivation level with my divine sense. However, just facing him puts me under pressure far exceeding that of any fellow cultivator in the Void Refinement stage. I even suspect that his strength is almost comparable to that of a senior in the Body Integration stage. As for his realm, he hasn't shown himself in Tianyuan City for thirty years, and his wealth is unimaginable. He probably doesn't lack elixirs to break through bottlenecks, and has most likely already advanced to the mid-stage of Void Refinement."

"Mid-stage Void Refinement!" Huan Cangqi's expression changed slightly. His previous judgment was wrong, but knowing that there was more to come, he did not interrupt Huang Lianglingjun and continued to listen.

As expected, Huangliang Lingjun continued speaking, but then changed the subject:
“But I have different opinions from Brother Huan about the matter of divine blood, and Fellow Daoist Nie should not have been involved.”

"Firstly, he entered the Tomb of Sunset earlier than us, and he also has the Azure Spirit Shuttle, a flying spiritual treasure that allows him to travel at incredible speed, giving him a complete advantage. If he really wanted to seize the divine blood, it would have already fallen into his hands before we even arrived at Chaos Valley, and we wouldn't have even been able to see it."

"Secondly, as far as I know, among the Nascent Soul cultivators who have a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Nie, there are none who cultivate wood-attribute techniques, so we can rule out that Fellow Daoist Nie is the mastermind behind it."

“What you said does make some sense.” Huan Cangqi nodded thoughtfully, then turned his attention to something else:

"Since Fellow Daoist Nie is already a mid-stage Void Refinement cultivator, and he has just advanced, he should need to consolidate his cultivation and not be in a hurry to improve his magical power. So why is he in such a hurry to go into seclusion now?"

“How would I know about this? Yan Qing of the Heavenly Fox Clan has been on the Azure Spirit Shuttle all along, so it’s possible that he would know. You are both from the seven royal families of the demon race and have a good relationship, so you can go and ask him.” Huang Lianglingjun also looked curious and offered his suggestion.

"Forget it. If it were any other ordinary Void Refinement cultivator, Yan Qing might have told me. But since it involves Fellow Daoist Nie, she certainly wouldn't be so unwise," Huan Cangqi murmured.

"That's true. Even you and I wouldn't want to offend him, otherwise we wouldn't have been so polite to that Fellow Daoist Xiao Jiu." Huang Lianglingjun said with a wry smile.

"Hmm. Although the chances of finding the divine blood are slim, there are still some simple methods we can use. That person has most likely gone into hiding. As long as we mobilize our forces to control the surrounding area and search bit by bit, we still have a chance," Huan Cangqi said, his words showing that he had not completely given up on the divine blood.

"That's all we can do." Huang Lianglingjun had no better solution.

After discussing some more details, the two went their separate ways.

They mobilized their forces and completely sealed off a large area within a 10,000-mile radius, seemingly determined to find that opportunistic kid.

Meanwhile, the boy who made the two Void Refinement cultivators grit their teeth in hatred was already in a temporary cave thousands of miles away.

He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, but his appearance had returned to normal.

With an ordinary face and dark skin, who else could it be but Han Li?

However, he had no magical aura on him at this moment, just like any other body cultivator.

After a while, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips, and murmured:
"That shuttle is quite similar to Senior Brother Nie's Sky-Escape Shuttle; I almost mistook it for his. Fortunately, the demon cultivators on that shuttle didn't know that the divine blood was in my hands, otherwise it would have been really difficult for them to escape."

Having obtained the divine blood and successfully escaped the crisis, he was in an excellent mood.

The so-called divine blood of the Spirit Race is something with a very significant origin.

Just like the divine blood in his hand, it is a mysterious liquid produced when a Saint-level being dies after their lifespan ends.

By simply dripping a drop of this blood onto certain spiritual objects, they can spontaneously develop sentience and be transformed into low-level spirit races.

Of course, the emergence of the spirit race is not entirely due to this method; most of them are spirit creatures that spontaneously develop intelligence and transform into the spirit race.

However, it is easy to imagine how difficult it is for a spirit to develop its own intelligence. Divine blood is still an extremely important means for the spirit race to maintain its population.

However, this was not what Han Li was most concerned about. Divine blood was also of great benefit to human cultivators and body refiners.

For body cultivators, consuming this blood greatly increases the chances of breaking through cultivation bottlenecks immediately and successfully advancing to the next level.

This was the perfect treasure for him, now that he had lost all his magical power, which was why he had risked everything to seize it. Remembering the reason for his loss of magical power, Han Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After advancing to the Nascent Soul stage in the human realm, he did not immediately use the spatial node of Xiaoye Arctic Palace to smuggle himself across, but instead traveled around the human realm.

As a result, an ancient cultivation cave was discovered in a remote sea area. While gaining an astonishing opportunity, he was also trapped inside by this dignified Nascent Soul stage ancestor of the human realm, unable to escape.

Fortunately, what saved him from despair was that there was also a spatial node in this cave. Although the spatial storm emanating from the node was extremely strong, it was not so strong that he could not pass through it.

He has now been reduced to a body cultivator, all thanks to that spatial node.

“But it was all worth it!” Nie Zhaonan shook off the gloom on his face, flipped his hand, and a jade box with a bright green color appeared in his hand.

The surface of this jade box is covered with seven or eight restrictive talismans, which shimmer with various colors of spiritual light.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Li tore off the talisman and slowly opened the box.

A small object, a few inches in size and gleaming with a pale white light, suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Han Li reached out and took the item out of the jade box, examining it closely.

This thing is somewhat flat and round, like a small mirror. One side is perfectly smooth, while the other side is as flat as if cut with a knife, making it seem more like a token.

But strangely, the surface of this 'token' is covered with some dark green, unidentified patterns that look neither like gold nor wood, making it truly bizarre.

If he hadn't personally ripened it and picked it, he would never have believed that this was the legendary Xuan Tian Fruit.

Indeed, in that underwater cave, he discovered a Mysterious Celestial Vine that had been growing for countless millennia. Although it had only recently blossomed, after consuming a large amount of green liquid, he successfully ripened it and it bore fruit.

"The Mysterious Heaven Fruit! A heaven-defying treasure containing the power of a world's laws. As long as I activate it and use it for my own purposes, I, Han Li, will have something to rely on in this vast Spirit Realm."

Recalling the few words about Xuan Tian artifacts in the spiritual realm's ancient texts, Han Li felt a surge of excitement.

However, he had no clue how to refine the Xuan Tian Fruit in his hand. After exhaling, he calmed his mind.

He put the Xuan Tian Fruit back into the jade box, affixed a talisman, and then put it away.

"The most important thing right now is to restore my mana. Otherwise, with my current body-refining cultivation, I'm afraid I'll perish under the heavenly tribulation." Thinking this, Han Li took out a small purple bottle from his storage bracelet and examined it with a strange light in his eyes.

This is the bottle of divine blood that has been fought over by various forces.

He poured a drop of purple divine blood from his fingertip, and the moment it touched his finger, the drop suddenly jumped up and enveloped his fingertip, as if it wanted to invade it.

"Indeed, it is indeed the blood of the Spirit Clan!" Excitement flashed in Han Li's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

Huang Lianglingjun and the others continued their relentless search within the Tomb of Sunset, but all of this was naturally unrelated to Nie Zhaonan.

The two sat cross-legged quietly, while the swirling liquid sunlight that had been suspended in the air had vanished without a trace.

Instead, a dazzling crimson-blue light appeared above their closed eyelids, making them look incredibly eerie.

At this moment, Song Yu was no longer her original self. Unable to resist her husband's whispered words in her heart, she had now transformed into the appearance of 'Yue Li'.

She didn't mind the matter too much. After all, she was quite happy to play some romantic games with her husband. Her only worry was that the senior Yue Li, whom she had never met, would find out.

However, it's impossible for her to quickly put it out of her mind.

The sisters and their husbands all kept this matter a secret, and it was absolutely impossible for them to leak it.

After another hour or so, the magic incantations circulating within their bodies gradually came to a stop.

Nie Zhaonan exhaled a hot breath, his eyelids twitched a few times before he opened his eyes. He then subconsciously used his spiritual vision ability to look around, his pupils radiating a bright red and blue light.

As a result, Nie Zhaonan's body stiffened, and then he trembled violently, almost lifting Song Yu up with him.

Right in front of him, against the wall of the quiet room, there was a faint white figure. Although the face and figure were very blurry and unclear, Nie Zhaonan recognized it very well.

"Master!"

Nie Zhaonan cried out in shock, blurting it out.

He blinked in disbelief, but when he opened his eyes again, the white figure was nowhere to be seen, as if it had never been there.

"Husband, what's wrong? Could it be that we've done too many bad things and you've developed a demon in your heart?" Their bodies were connected, and sensing her husband's agitation and the horror in his voice, Song Yujiao's body flashed with spiritual light, and she returned to her original appearance, asking with concern.

"It's nothing. Perhaps our dual cultivation went too deep this time, and the union of body and soul made me momentarily lose sight of reality, causing some hallucinations." Nie Zhaonan's eyes shone brightly with crimson and blue light as he scanned the entire secret chamber from top to bottom. Only after confirming that he had not found the white figure again did he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Hehehe, my husband has just done too many bad things. As the saying goes, if you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear. What did you see just now, my husband?" Seeing his wary look, Song Yu laughed sweetly.

"What else can I see? Of course, it's a phantom that looks extremely like my beautiful master. Otherwise, even if a Ghost King at the Integration level appeared here, I wouldn't be so dazed." Nie Zhaonan slapped her pert buttocks with a hint of annoyance, and then began to knead them as if with pity and affection.

Song Yu proactively rested her head on his shoulder, pressing her delicate body against him:
"Then it seems that my husband was mistaken. Otherwise, as a true dragon, if Senior Yue Li saw me blaspheming her like this, she would probably immediately take action and kill this rebellious scoundrel. In that case, I would naturally not be able to escape either, and would only be able to go to the Yellow Springs with my husband."

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