“The Green Spirit Tribe, could it be that foreign race with translucent wings and emerald-green skin?” Han Li narrowed his eyes and asked.
“Ah, how did you know, Senior?” Zhu Guo’er exclaimed in surprise.
“Because quite a few of them are heading our way. It seems the disturbance caused by the Mo Spirit Ark entering this realm was too great and caught their attention,” Han Li replied indifferently.
“I see. Senior, be careful. The Green Spirit Tribe is the most powerful foreign race in the Minor Spirit Realm. Although they cannot produce Mahayana-level beings due to the insufficient spiritual energy here, they can commune with and channel the ancestral spirits of ancient trees akin to True Spirits. Their power is no less than that of ordinary Mahayana cultivators,” Zhu Guo’er hastily warned.
“Ancient tree ancestral spirits? That sounds somewhat interesting. However, now is not the time to tangle with them. If these Green Spirit Tribesmen know their place, I won’t bother with them. But if they dare obstruct me, I won’t mind teaching them a lesson. This passage exit must not be discovered by others. I’ll first set up a restriction to conceal it,” Han Li nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
With that, he flicked his sleeve, and a dense array of formation flags flew out, transforming into multicolored light clusters before vanishing into the surrounding void. Han Li formed a hand seal with one hand and pointed toward the seven-colored halo in the air.
Instantly, a swarm of five-colored runes appeared, intertwining and flickering before coalescing into a faint light curtain that obscured the seven-colored halo.
With a muffled *bang*, the seven-colored halo blurred and disappeared along with the faint light curtain. The previously detectable spatial fluctuations were completely sealed off.
Han Li then began chanting, his hand seals shifting as he flicked his sleeve once more. A wave of green mist surged forth, condensing into a fist-sized rune before exploding with a dull thud.
Countless green threads scattered, and an unbelievable scene unfolded—the shattered remnants of the towering emerald pine tree rapidly reformed before their eyes, and even the crater in the ground gradually filled in. Within a few breaths, the giant pine and the surrounding area were restored to their original state.
After scanning the area with his spiritual sense and confirming nothing was amiss, Han Li nodded in satisfaction. Then, with a single palm strike toward the distance—
*BOOM!*
A deafening explosion resounded as a small mountain over ten miles away was flattened by an overwhelming force. A colossal palm imprint, dozens of feet deep and with clearly visible ridges, appeared in the ground for miles around.
“Let’s go,” Han Li said with a faint smile, giving the order.
The massive ark roared to life, soaring into the distance and vanishing over the horizon after a few flashes.
Half an hour later, several dazzling streaks of light shot through the sky from another direction, circling the area before abruptly stopping above the flattened mountain. The light dissipated, revealing three figures with translucent cicada-like wings.
All three were tall and slender, with pale green hair and skin, though one was clearly female while the other two were male. Their expressions turned grave as they observed the enormous palm imprint below.
“Cu Ying, what do you think?” the slightly burlier Green Spirit Tribesman asked the woman beside him.
“Extremely powerful. The three of us couldn’t accomplish something like this,” the woman, whose features were far more delicate than the others, replied with a furrowed brow.
“Hmph, not just ‘couldn’t.’ This person’s strength likely far surpasses ours,” the long-faced man snorted.
“Judging by the shape of the imprint, it was clearly left by a human expert. But has the human race ever had someone this powerful?” The woman’s expression flickered with doubt.
“Not before. The strongest among them was Tie Jun the Wanderer of Tianmen Mountain, but his cultivation was only slightly above ours. Could this be a newly emerged powerhouse?” the burly man mused.
“The Minor Spirit Realm is small. If such a figure had appeared among the humans, how could we not have heard of it? And more puzzling—regardless of his origins, why would he appear in the heart of the Green Sea?” the long-faced man said coldly.
“That is indeed strange. Only the owner of this palm imprint could answer that,” the woman replied, a sharp glint in her eyes.
“Ask him? What do you think this human intended by leaving this mark?” the burly man stroked his chin thoughtfully.
“What else? A threat, to intimidate us into retreating. But does he think the Green Sea is his backyard? Even if he were a human Mahayana, he must still give us an explanation,” the long-faced man sneered.
“Of course. Otherwise, if word spreads, other races will treat the Green Sea as their own domain. But what about the earlier spatial fluctuations? Could this human have used some spatial secret technique to bypass our tribe’s restrictions and teleport directly here?” the woman asked slowly.
“I sensed the spatial disturbance too, but my earlier search found no traces. It seems the human erased them,” the long-faced man said without hesitation.
“Regardless of how he arrived, capturing him will reveal everything. Hmph, his intrusion into our territory is actually a boon. Outside, summoning the Ancient Tree Ancestral Spirit would be far harder if we encountered such a foe,” the burly man suddenly grinned.
“True. Then why delay? We must pursue immediately. Given his power, our kin won’t hold him off for long, even with the Green Sea’s aid,” the woman agreed.
The other two voiced no objections. Their figures blurred as they transformed into streaks of light, shooting in the direction the ark had vanished.
Meanwhile, the Mo Spirit Ark continued its thunderous flight.
But now, thousands of Green Spirit Tribesmen had appeared, attacking from afar with various magical tools. Rows of demon crystal puppets lined the ark, retaliating with beams of light and thunderfire, engaging the tribesmen in a fierce but oddly bloodless battle. The strongest among the attackers were only at the Void Refining stage, and their assaults were effortlessly absorbed by the ark’s black light barrier.
The puppets’ attacks, in turn, were mostly blocked by phantom leaves materializing midair.
Despite the ferocious exchange, casualties were minimal, and the ark’s advance remained unimpeded.
Suddenly, half the Green Spirit Tribesmen gathered in an odd formation, chanting in unison.
*BOOM!*
Emerald light erupted from the towering trees below, each shedding a phantom leaf that converged above the tribesmen, forming a colossal leaf spanning acres. It flashed once before teleporting above the ark, glowing brilliantly as it descended—
As if to engulf the vessel whole.
At that moment, a cyan giant hand shot from the ark, fingers splayed as it snatched upward.
*CRACK!*
The phantom leaf shuddered violently before being seized. It writhed like a living thing, but the hand’s grip was ironclad.
The hundred-odd tribesmen gasped, their chants turning frantic as they poured their mana into the leaf. The phantom solidified, its aura swelling as it struggled anew.
“Pathetic tricks.”
A calm voice rang from the ark. The cyan hand clenched—
*BANG!*
The leaf exploded.
The backlash sent hundreds of tribesmen reeling, blood spurting from their mouths. Some weaker ones plummeted from the sky.
Then, space rippled before the ark as Han Li materialized.
His gaze swept the surrounding tribesmen before he murmured coldly,
“I intended to spare you, but since you insist on courting death…”
His hands clapped together. Thunder roared as a golden lightning sphere materialized, swelling rapidly as it rose.
Light blazed, thunder shook the heavens!
Within moments, the sphere had grown to the size of a pavilion, crackling with arcs of gold and radiating apocalyptic might.
The Green Spirit Tribesmen paled. Their leader screamed, “Retreat!”
They scattered in panic—
But Han Li had no intention of letting them escape. A flick of his finger sent a spell into the sphere.
*BOOM!*
It detonated, unleashing a storm of golden lightning in all directions.
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