Han Li had also taken note of some of the restrictions related to the Silver Koi Script in Sky Abyss City. He found that while a few of them bore some resemblance to the functions of the Myriad Spirit Pearl he had developed, none were as stealthy and compact as his creation.
Unless a cultivator with spiritual sense several times stronger than his meticulously searched the ground, even under surveillance, no abnormalities would be detected.
Thus, although this magical artifact was simple to refine, it was truly one of a kind. Of course, this simplicity was relative—without mastery of the talisman techniques from the damaged page, it would be impossible to craft such a device.
Back in the human realm, Han Li had once considered refining a set of these pearls. However, one of the primary materials had already gone extinct there, leaving him unable to proceed despite his desire.
Back then, in the Sunset City market, he had stumbled upon this very material, and it didn’t seem too expensive. On impulse, he purchased all the necessary ingredients to refine the pearls.
Now, it seemed that decision had been the right one.
Since he knew someone was secretly plotting something within the spirit land, it was only natural for him to take precautions.
Regardless of how he handled the situation, monitoring the intruders was absolutely necessary.
Han Li transformed into a streak of azure light and left his cave abode once more. Centering around his dwelling, he buried countless Myriad Spirit Pearls deep underground in a specific pattern.
With his speed, within just half a day, nearly two-thirds of the spirit land had been silently covered with restrictions.
Then, without any outward sign of disturbance, Han Li returned to his cave. In one of the halls, he personally set up a peculiar formation array, placing the octagonal formation disk at its core.
He then embedded dozens of high-grade spirit stones around the formation and cast several incantations into it, activating the entire array.
A low hum resonated as the formation emitted waves of white light. Amidst the shimmering radiance, a silver screen suddenly appeared above the octagonal disk.
On this screen, countless white dots flickered, nearly covering the entire surface.
Han Li swept his gaze over the screen, nodded in satisfaction, and then headed toward his secluded chamber.
Though he didn’t know who had trespassed into the spirit land, it was likely related to the scowling man who had competed for the land. Without sufficient information, he wouldn’t act rashly—it was better to observe from the shadows for a while.
For now, he planned to study the mysterious thunder patterns and refine a few Silver Koi Script spirit talismans from the damaged page of the Golden Jade Book. Of course, during this time, he also needed to cultivate a batch of spiritual herbs to refine the Jade Clarity Pills.
Han Li entered the secluded chamber, closed the door behind him, and walked to the center, sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion.
With a wave of his hand over his storage bracelet, a jade slip, a golden silk cloth, and a round pearl appeared in a flash of azure light.
Han Li first immersed his spiritual sense into the jade slip, reviewing all the thunder pattern diagrams once more. Then, he stroked the golden silk cloth on his body, pondered for a moment, and suddenly tossed it into the air, activating it with a flick of his wrist.
Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and spat out a crimson fireball, which struck the golden cloth.
With a flash of light, the fireball dissipated on its own, yet the golden silk remained completely unharmed.
Han Li raised an eyebrow and pointed at the cloth again, sending out a crystalline ice spike.
Similarly, under a flicker of spiritual light, the ice spike vanished without a trace.
A trace of surprise crossed Han Li’s face. Could it be that this thunder-patterned object was impervious to the five elemental forces?
With this thought, he flicked his finger again, sending out a golden sword aura.
With a soft *snap*, the cloth was cleanly severed into two, dissolving into countless fine golden threads that scattered and vanished.
Han Li frowned, nodding slightly before shaking his head.
Turning his attention, he began studying the golden pearl in his hand.
The lightning energy contained within this pearl seemed exceptionally violent.
Half an hour later, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted from the chamber. The walls, reinforced with multiple layers of restrictions, shattered inch by inch as thick arcs of golden lightning surged out, intertwining like countless golden serpents writhing wildly.
At the center of the golden radiance, a clear cry rang out, and a small black mountain emerged, radiating rings of gray light.
Under the sweep of the gray light, all the golden arcs were instantly absorbed, coalescing into a golden lightning flood dragon within the magnetic divine light.
The flood dragon thrashed violently, struggling to break free.
Beneath the small mountain, apart from the small area where Han Li sat, everything else had vanished, leaving a massive pit several dozen feet deep.
Han Li appeared to be perched atop a solitary pillar in the center of the pit, an eerie sight.
He looked up at the small mountain and the golden lightning flood dragon, then surveyed his surroundings, his face lighting up with delight.
“The power of this thunder-patterned pearl is at least ten times greater than the original Evil-Warding Divine Lightning. If I hadn’t shielded myself with magnetic divine light beforehand, I might have been caught in its blast. If I could refine several more of these, wouldn’t I be able to effortlessly slay opponents of the same tier without relying on other treasures or techniques?” Han Li mused rapidly.
However, the success rate of refining these thunder pearls wasn’t particularly high. Even with the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, he couldn’t afford to use it all for this purpose. But when it came to lightning energy, he wasn’t limited to just the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning…
A thought struck him, and he opened his mouth, spitting out a ball of azure light.
Within it floated an ancient-looking small cauldron—the Void Heaven Cauldron.
Without hesitation, Han Li raised a hand to his head and released a stream of gray light, enveloping the lightning flood dragon trapped by the black mountain and pulling it downward.
Under the dual restraints, the golden flood dragon plummeted helplessly.
Han Li then pointed at the small cauldron before him.
With a hum, the lid flew open, and the gray light forcibly shoved the flood dragon inside before dissipating.
Han Li then beckoned the small mountain in the air, absorbing it back into his body.
As for the Void Heaven Cauldron, he didn’t immediately retrieve it, allowing it to hover above him.
Glancing at the wreckage around him, Han Li frowned and summoned a two-zhang-tall giant ape puppet. Imbuing it with a strand of his spiritual sense, he left instructions for repairs before heading toward a backup chamber without looking back.
The Void Heaven Cauldron floated leisurely behind him, never straying far.
Upon entering the new chamber, Han Li sat down and summoned the cauldron with a wave.
With a *whoosh*, the Void Heaven Cauldron flew directly before him.
Muttering an incantation, he activated the treasure, causing it to glow brilliantly and expand over tenfold, reaching a size of about ten feet.
With a light *ding*, Han Li flicked his finger toward the cauldron.
A thunderous roar erupted from within as a silver ball of lightning, crackling with intense energy, shot out.
The cauldron continued to rumble, suggesting more lightning remained inside.
This was the gold and silver heavenly lightning Han Li had forcibly captured during his minor tribulation. These bolts were no weaker than the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, and their abundance provided ample material for his experiments with thunder patterns.
Taking a deep breath, Han Li began manipulating the lightning with his fingers, his vast spiritual sense enveloping it like a tide.
Amidst the thunderous noise, the silver lightning ball dissolved into countless silver threads…
Time passed, and before he knew it, Han Li had been in seclusion for half a month.
One day, the octagonal formation disk in the hall suddenly emitted a series of clear chimes, its silver screen flaring brightly at the same time.
The tightly sealed chamber door immediately swung open, and a streak of azure light shot out, flickering a few times before materializing eerily in the hall.
The light faded, revealing Han Li clad in a long robe woven with gold and silver patterns.
Though the robe appeared ordinary at first glance, intricate gold and silver runes shimmered faintly across its surface, dazzlingly beautiful.
Expressionless, Han Li flipped his hand, producing another blue robe, which he draped over himself, completely concealing the silver-gold garment.
He then stepped forward into the formation, his eyes narrowing as he studied the silver screen.
In one corner of the screen, four differently colored dots had appeared, slowly moving toward the center.
A cold glint flashed in Han Li’s eyes, but he remained silent, watching intently. As the dots drew closer to his cave, his expression darkened.
After a full hour, the four dots halted about two to three thousand miles from his dwelling, then scattered, circling the area as if uncertain.
Seeing this, Han Li stroked his chin, finally reacting.
With a flick of his sleeve, a dozen fist-sized Gold Devouring Beetles shot out, circling the hall’s ceiling once before darting out the door and vanishing.
After a deep glance at the screen, Han Li ignored it further and left the hall, returning to his chamber.
Removing the blue robe, he revealed the gold and silver garment once more.
Gently stroking its hem, a faint smile touched his lips.
This Thunder Robe was the result of Han Li’s mastery of thunder patterns, consuming nearly half of the heavenly lightning stored in the Void Heaven Cauldron to refine.
Embedded with over a dozen thunder pattern symbols, activating them simultaneously unleashed wonders beyond imagination, making it a formidable new trump card.
As for the thunder pearls, he had refined over a dozen in one go. If unleashed together, even a Void Refinement cultivator would have no choice but to retreat.
Thus, in what seemed like a single night, Han Li’s strength had surged dramatically.
After a moment of contemplation, Han Li donned the blue robe again and retrieved a palm-sized, milky-white jade plaque from his storage bracelet.
This was none other than the damaged outer page of the Golden Jade Book.
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