Mortal: From a Chaotic Star Sea to a True Immortal

Wei Fang naturally wouldn't go up and fight with this guy.

The only remaining opportunity on the field... is probably the wife of the Yinluo Sect Master.

In the original timeline, Han Li was not confident that he could capture the enemy alive on his own, so he used the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder to destroy the enemy's body and nascent soul one after the other.

With Wei Fang present, the situation is quite different now.

Regardless of what kind of grudges she might form with the Yinluo Sect in the future, this female cultivator is far more valuable alive than dead.

After all, Sect Leader Fang, you don't want your...

This doesn't count as taking advantage of someone in distress.

In any case, he had saved the woman's life.

Now, there's no need for them to repay you with their bodies; all that's needed is some spirit stones and materials.

She really hit the jackpot.

Having made up his mind, Wei Fang used his escape technique to arrive near Han Li.

He scanned his surroundings, especially the figures of those dressed in black who were clearly members of the demonic path.

One of them had a slender figure and was clearly the wife of the sect leader.

"Brother Han, if you fight this woman later, try your best to capture her alive. I will be of great use to her."

Wei Fang began to transmit his voice to Han Li.

The two of them surveyed the battlefield while exchanging ideas.

"Oh? Does this woman perhaps have some kind of background?"

Knowing that Han Li was a man who wouldn't act without a reason, Wei Fang immediately said, "If my information is correct, this woman is the wife of the sect leader of the Yinluo Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty."

"Their life is far more valuable than their death."

"If we use this woman as leverage, with the wealth of the Ten Great Demonic Sects of the Great Jin Dynasty, what can't we exchange for her?"

Wei Fang said calmly, "Brother Han's flying sword is still missing a lot of Geng metal, isn't it? Capture this woman alive. After this great battle is over, exchanging her for what we need shouldn't be a problem."

On this point, Wei Fang did not make a baseless claim.

Even the old demon only managed to collect the last piece of Geng metal by relying on the legacy of the bearded man.

It seems that even after destroying the Yinluo Sect, they still couldn't find enough to use.

However, how can searching yourself be as accurate as someone else actively digging it out?

No matter what, as one of the ten great demonic sects of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Yinluo Sect must have some foundation.

If we can't exchange it for Geng metal, we can exchange it for something else, right?

……

Han Li's eyes flickered upon hearing this, and after a pause, he transmitted his voice, "The Great Jin Demonic Sect's techniques are strange. I have the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder in hand, so eliminating them shouldn't be difficult. However, capturing them alive is probably beyond my capabilities."

Seeing that Han Li was already interested, Wei Fang said, "It's alright, the two of us can join forces. We will definitely not let this woman escape."

After the two finished their discussion, not long after, the woman from Yinluo Sect saw Han Li's Soul-Crying Beast displaying its might on the field.

Not only did they destroy most of the corpses that the sect had prepared for a long time, but they also showed no signs of stopping.

Without saying a word, he headed towards the Crying Soul Beast.

Han Li naturally wouldn't stand idly by while this woman harmed Ti Hun, and with a flap of his Wind and Thunder Wings, he stopped her.

To confront them.

After blocking the woman's attack, Han Li didn't say much. With the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder and the Wind and Thunder Wings' strange speed, he rushed forward and attacked her head-on.

As the strictest father figure in the demonic and ghostly paths, the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder is always someone to be worry-free.

In a short while, the woman's demonic powers were broken.

With Wei Fang's reminder, Han Li did not choose to destroy the woman's body this time.

Wei Fang seized the opportunity and flashed to the woman who had been briefly imprisoned.

Several talismans were thrown at him, followed by more than a dozen restrictions being placed all over his body.

Even his nascent soul was subjected to many powerful techniques.

The battlefield is ever-changing, and both of them used rather crude methods, which caused the woman to groan a few times.

But being alive is good enough; why be so picky?

"How dare you imprison me! I am the wife of the Sect Master of the Yinluo Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty! You had better release me immediately!"

This woman was subjected to various methods and was quickly reduced to a prisoner.

I was originally terrified

Seeing that the two men had not harmed her, she seemed to have thought of something and spoke sternly.

Wei Fang nodded to Han Li and pulled the woman to his side.

He pinched the woman's smooth chin and jokingly said, "I see that you still retain your charm, madam."

"If Madam doesn't want to die and perish, she should save her words. Once she sees Sect Leader Fang, she will have a chance to escape."

"However, before that, I would be grateful if you would stay by my side, Madam."

After saying this, Wei Fang activated the restriction, causing the woman to faint briefly, and then had Yin Yue appear to give her a hypnotic treatment.

Only then did they throw the woman into a spirit beast bag.

After doing all this, Wei Fang looked at the still tragic scene on the field.

Little did they know when the news of the Turks' annihilation of the Mulan tribes left behind would reach them.

After surveying the battlefield with Han Li, the two turned their attention back to the sacred bird Mulan in the distance.

This bird, resembling a peacock, not only held up the Yin and Yang corpses of the Hehuan Sect, but also barely managed to withstand the attacks of the seven righteous cultivators of Taizhen.

"Brother Han, have you seen this beast before?"

Wei Fang asked Han Li.

Han Li shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before, but I did encounter the spirit lamp that summons this beast. Its inherent fire-type divine power can even refine the Azure Ice Flame, so it should not be underestimated."

Wei Fang frowned and said, "What should we do? If we don't kill this beast, judging from its growing strength, we'll probably need even more cultivators to hold it off."

Anyway, Wei Fang had no intention of going up and fighting this guy.

We don't want to end up hurting the enemy and making them even more powerful.

Upon hearing this, Han Li's eyes flickered. After handing the Soul-Sounding Pearl to Wei Fang, he said, "Senior Brother, please take good care of Ti Hun for me. I do have some methods to deal with this beast."

After Han Li finished speaking, he made a hand seal, and his figure inexplicably disappeared from the spot.

Wei Fang investigated carefully, but couldn't even sense its presence.

"This must be the secret technique of the demon race."

"The demon race's method of concealing their aura is truly rare. It seems I will have to find some similar supernatural abilities to cultivate in the future."

"That woman's concealment skills were quite impressive. Let's check her storage bag later."

As Wei Fang thought to himself, his body suddenly darted to the side at great speed.

A giant hand descended from the sky, sending up clouds of dust from the spot where Wei Fang had been standing.

Looking up, I saw a person descending from the sky.

He looked coldly at Wei Fang and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have some skill. Not only did you kill Fellow Daoist Yun with your early Nascent Soul cultivation, but you also..."

"Even Mrs. Fang has fallen into your hands."

"Tell me, how can I spare Mrs. Fang's life?"

Upon hearing this person's words, Wei Fang naturally knew that this person was the sect leader of the Yinluo Sect.

His cultivation level at the late Nascent Soul stage was undeniable.

Seeing that the Old Demon of Hehuan had also caught up closely, they began to confront each other.

Wei Fang naturally had nothing to worry about and immediately said, "I have heard that your sect's most treasured artifact is the Ghost Banner..."

"snort!"

Before Wei Fang could finish speaking, he was interrupted. The man snorted coldly and said, "It seems you've come here to amuse me, fellow Daoist."

"The Ghost Banner of this sect, let alone my wife, even if it were me, would still exist after I die."

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