Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

Upon seeing the scene before him, Han Jieliu was taken aback for a moment, then calmly said.

"Ni Er...that's your name. Since you call me Lord, do you recognize me?"

Ni Er was short, only about knee-high to a Scaled Armor General, but the Yin Talisman in his hand was almost half the size of his body.

Upon hearing this, he felt a sense of panic and shook his head.

"In response to your question, Your Excellency, I have no memory of it. I only feel that I have been sealed in this clay statue for a hundred years, and my consciousness has become blurred. Today, I have finally regained my clarity..."

"This name has no meaning; it is merely the order in which we four clay figures were born. In the hazy past, we were assigned a generational name, and this is how we came to be known."

Han Jieliu asked doubtfully.

"You neither recognize me nor have any memory of me, so how can you address me as Lord?"

Upon hearing this, Ni Er looked at the small blue flag in Han Jieliu's hand, his short stature revealing a sincere respect, and replied with lowered eyes.

"I only remember someone reciting... that the person who holds this banner of the Water Convergence Palace and can summon the Water Palace is the Lord of the Northern Water Convergence Palace, our master."

Han Jieliu asked a few more questions and realized that Ni Er really didn't know anything.

So he stopped asking questions and looked at Ni Yi in front of him.

Since his name is Ni Er, then the armored warrior wielding the jet-black spear must be Ni Yi.

The names Ni Yi to Ni Si were easy to pronounce, and since they were decided, Han Jieliu didn't change them. He then issued the order.

"Now that you two have received my decree, you should do as I command. Go and stop that cultivator who is coming, and show him your skills."

Both of these clay figures possess external cultivation at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

On the surface, Mud II has the aura of the fourth level of Qi Refining, while Mud I has the aura of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Han Jieliu looked at the two unfamiliar figures before him and was also eager to test their authenticity.

"As you command, Lord."

The two figures received the order but did not say anything more.

Ni Er lightly held the Yin Talisman and chanted, while Ni Yi stepped forward with a resounding thud, already standing in front of the main hall, relying on his long spear.

The water palace summoned by the flag is very large, but the only usable area at present is the main hall where I am located, or the main palace.

After all, this item was once a Foundation Establishment level magic weapon, but now it has only been restored to a slightly higher level, far from being able to fully restore its original function.

Han Jinwei had just seen Han Jieliu disappear into the mansion when he saw him vanish. After a moment's thought, he drew his sword and gave chase.

But then a cultivator in black armor, wielding a spear, swept out from in front of the door and attacked him directly.

"A puppet? This rogue really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Looks like he's got quite a bit of luck..."

Han Jinwei also noticed the armored warrior in front of him. Although he had the aura of a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, his face was not visible under his scales, making him look more like a clay puppet.

Ni Yi remained silent, exuding a very imposing aura, like a general riding at the forefront of an army.

The long spear in his hand carried a fierce aura and astonishing power, sweeping across the room with a methodical, swift motion.

Han Jinwei, being of higher cultivation level, was not afraid of this attack. He simply dodged it with a light breeze, conserving his magical power, and did not resist.

Although Han Jinwei's path is the [Yi Wood] path, and he cultivates the "Building Azure Spirit Origin Technique," his internal magical power is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, but it is still incomparable to Han Jieliu.

Seeing that Han Jieliu had just fought several battles, unleashing one technique after another, yet his spiritual energy showed no signs of depletion.

Knowing that the junior was not lying, and that it was indeed as he said, "his sea of ​​qi is vast, like a flowing river," he was silently startled.

"Water-based cultivators are truly adept at prolonged battles. If an unsuspecting cultivator were to engage them, they would be trapped within this water mansion, entangled by puppets, and their magical power would be slowly worn down. They would likely find themselves unable to escape..."

The scales on Mud's body seemed to come alive, even shimmering with a bright color.

Seeing that Han Jinwei would not fight him, he shook his spear, and several streams of black water flowed from his scales and the spear, intertwining and flying towards Han Jinwei as if they were alive, trying to capture him.

Seeing the black water rushing towards him, Han Jinwei unusually made a hand seal and released a beam of green light.

When the black water met the blue light, it seemed as if the two forces interacted, and the black water was immediately digested and eliminated.

At this moment, the black-scaled general raised his spear high again, and with great force, slammed it down.

"Huh~"

Han Jinwei had no intention of hiding any longer; he wanted to get past the clay puppet as quickly as possible and go straight for the master of this water palace.

His expression froze for a moment, then his sword flashed swiftly, meeting the spear's attack head-on and leaving a deep blue mark.

The spear was powerful and fierce, but when it encountered this sword energy, it only managed to withstand it for a moment before being cut in two.

The black-scaled general's arm was also severed by the sword energy, flying horizontally and landing behind him.

Han Jin was taken aback, not expecting that the long spear was made of clay and was so fragile.

Although this clay is similar to clay, it originates from the "lower opening containing air" and is also a material of the air-refining grade.

However, without being tempered, it is ineffective in combat and will shatter upon contact.

Fortunately, the spiritual water below supported it, and being of the same substance as the clay figure, it quickly reattached the severed arm, allowing the clay figure to regain its long spear, which was then covered with a new layer of black water.

Han Jieliu, who was watching from behind, realized the flaws of the clay sculpture as he witnessed the scene before him, and silently thought to himself.

"Although this clay figure has cultivation and knows some spells, it doesn't have any magic weapons, making it much weaker than a cultivator... If it gets some unused magic weapons in the future, it might have a use for them."

Han Jinwei watched as the clay figure in front of him reattached its arm, seemingly unharmed, and fell silent.

Although he knew that the clay figure might have the means to restore its body, he did not expect it to happen so quickly.

He reconnected himself as if nothing had happened. Unless he was carefully shredded by sword energy, leaving him without a body, how could he possibly get past this puppet in front of him?

Han Jin wanted to take a look at the water mansion below, so he used his divine sense to scan it and try to understand its underlying principles.

But then he suddenly noticed that there was another person in the mansion besides Han Jieliu.

He was short in stature and easily overlooked, and wore casual clothes that did not suit his size.

However, the Yin Talisman in his hand was very conspicuous, subtly resonating with the eerie atmosphere of the entire Water Mansion. Now that its power had been accumulating for a long time, it was clear that it was about to be unleashed.

Sure enough, Han Jinwei noticed it.

With a flick of the mud-hand talisman, a chilling spiritual aura descended, instantly enveloping the area – the [Netherworld Spring].

The dense yin energy almost took shape, its appearance gradually deepening until it transformed into an evil spirit that clung to Han Jinwei.

This evil spirit exhales stagnant air, formed from cold and dampness; it is formless and shapeless, its sole purpose being to disturb the mind.

Before Han Jinwei could make a move, he saw the evil spirit approaching.

But as the Yin Talisman moved slightly again, another guillotine formed from the mingling of water and earth fell to the ground and was quietly placed against Han Jinwei, ready to strike.