However, at such a close distance, Han Li naturally dared not unleash the full power of the fan, lest he himself be caught in its destructive force. With a mere flick of the feather fan, a layer of three-colored flames emerged on its surface, then transformed into a fiery blade that slashed fiercely onto the light barrier.
With a sizzling sound, the power of the Three Flames Fan proved formidable indeed. The seemingly impenetrable light barrier was forcibly split open, revealing a crack about a foot wide—just enough for Han Li to escape through.
Overjoyed, Han Li was about to cast a spell to flee when a flash of white light suddenly appeared outside the crack. The silver-robed woman had torn through space and reappeared outside. Raising her hand, her jade-like arm transformed into a crystalline claw that shot through the crack, attempting to drag Han Li out by force.
Han Li panicked. Though he wished to leave, he had no intention of falling into the clutches of this tenth-grade Frost Flood Dragon. He was about to brandish the Three Flames Fan to deal her a heavy blow when suddenly, his expression changed drastically. He retracted the fan and instead produced a shimmering blue token—the Great Teleportation Token.
The moment Han Li took it out, the ancient teleportation array erupted in a dazzling radiance, and the cyan light barrier shattered into fragments. When the teleportation glow faded, not only had Han Li and the Five Ghosts vanished from within the barrier, but even the silver-robed woman—the transformed tenth-grade Frost Flood Dragon—who had been standing at the edge of the array, had disappeared as well, seemingly teleported away along with them.
Witnessing this, the Palace Master of the Small Extreme Palace was momentarily stunned before her face twisted into a mix of delight and frustration. She was pleased that a formidable enemy had been removed, yet vexed that the spiritual treasure of the sect’s founder, Frost Fairy, had vanished before her eyes.
Meanwhile, the child in the distance wore an extremely grim expression. A flash of ferocity crossed his face as he glared at the beautiful woman and let out a piercing shriek. With a flick of his finger toward the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in the sky, the demonic aura around it surged, and countless phantom beasts of varying sizes poured forth. In an instant, the sky above the hall was filled with a rolling black mist of demonic energy, crashing toward the woman like a tidal wave.
The woman’s expression darkened, but a flash of green light appeared before her as the Yellow Spring Ghost Mother, shrouded in yin energy, stepped forward. Gazing at the endless swarm of demonic phantoms, she sneered coldly.
With a swift spin, vast waves of green energy erupted from her surroundings. The ground beneath them echoed with ghostly wails as a sea of yin energy, no less dense than the demonic mist above, surged upward in towering waves.
In an instant, green mist and black energy clashed violently, with demonic phantoms and ghostly figures flickering in and out of sight as the battle raged. The Yellow Spring Ghost Mother, despite being a mere ghost cultivator, held her own against the incarnation of the aged demon, showing no signs of being at a disadvantage.
The Palace Master, overjoyed at the sight, immediately set aside thoughts of Han Li. Rubbing her hands together, she flung a barrage of crimson thunderbolts into the demonic mist above.
Soon, the hall was filled with deafening roars as the three combatants—human, demon, and ghost—disappeared into the swirling chaos. Only the occasional earth-shaking explosion could be heard from within…
In a stone chamber about thirty zhang in size, Han Li stood motionless on a teleportation array similar to the one in the Void Spirit Hall, holding the Void Sky Cauldron with an expressionless face as he faced off against a stunningly beautiful woman.
Behind him, the humanoid puppet remained still, while the Five Ghosts, transformed into demonic heads, hovered in the air, their bloodthirsty gazes fixed on the woman opposite them. Low growls escaped their mouths, as if they were ready to pounce at Han Li’s command.
The woman, of course, was the tenth-grade Frost Flood Dragon who had been accidentally dragged into the teleportation array.
Truth be told, this Frost Flood Dragon had been rather unlucky. When the cyan light barrier shattered, she had sensed something amiss and attempted to use her spatial-tearing ability to escape. However, the conflicting spatial forces had instead pulled her into the teleportation.
This was clearly no short-distance teleportation. Had it not been for her innate spatial abilities, she would have been torn apart by the spatial forces during the journey.
Yet her current situation was hardly ideal. Now standing in a corner of the stone chamber, her body flickering with white spiritual light, she coldly stared at Han Li.
By her estimation, if they were to engage in a life-or-death battle, her odds of victory were about four in ten—while Han Li’s were six. This frustrated her immensely, as she was a quasi-Deity Transformation cultivator who had been suppressing her cultivation. Had she wished, she could have advanced to the Deity Transformation stage long ago.
But Han Li was one of the most troublesome opponents she had ever encountered. Despite being only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, his abilities rivaled those of a Great Cultivator. Moreover, his Five Ghosts and the eerily silent humanoid puppet were incredibly formidable, almost equivalent to two additional late-stage Great Cultivators.
Thus, even she, prideful as she was, couldn’t delude herself into thinking she held the upper hand in a direct confrontation. Still, she felt no fear. Even if she couldn’t defeat Han Li, with her spatial abilities, who could stop her if she chose to flee?
Han Li, too, was deep in thought as he studied the woman. After a moment, he let out a cold snort and stepped out of the teleportation array, slowly making his way toward one of the stone walls.
The chamber was peculiar—there were no doors, and the walls were seamless, smooth to the touch without the slightest crack.
In such an unpredictable place, Han Li had no desire to risk a life-or-death battle with the Frost Flood Dragon. As long as she didn’t provoke him, he saw no reason to waste energy fighting her, especially given her formidable innate abilities.
Seeing Han Li’s actions, the silver-robed woman relaxed slightly.
Han Li, meanwhile, had already scanned the walls with his spiritual sense, only to frown in frustration. His probing was instantly repelled by a powerful force—a clear sign of a formidable restriction placed upon the walls. This was the most troublesome outcome.
His expression darkened as he raised a finger and lightly pressed it against the stone. A half-foot-long cyan blade of light shot from his fingertip, piercing into the wall.
With a sharp hiss, the blade only penetrated slightly before being repelled. Han Li remained expressionless as he flicked his fingers, sending three more cyan sword beams at the other walls—all with the same result.
Narrowing his eyes, Han Li stared silently at the wall, a faint blue glimmer flashing deep within his pupils.
“Hmph!” The silver-robed woman sneered at the sight.
With a wave of her hand, a white spatial rift appeared before her, and in a flash, she vanished—using her spatial abilities to escape the chamber.
Han Li ignored her, continuing to study the wall. After a long moment, the humanoid puppet behind him suddenly raised a hand, launching a black dagger at an inconspicuous spot on the wall.
With a muffled boom, the stone wall crumbled into pieces, revealing a vast hall beyond. The silver-robed woman was nowhere to be seen.
But as Han Li took a closer look, his lips twitched, and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
On the opposite side of the hall stood a stone door, about ten zhang wide and square-shaped, engraved with strange runes and shimmering with faint white light—clearly enchanted with some restriction.
This door was unmistakably familiar to Han Li. He recognized it instantly, and the realization struck him like a hammer blow, leaving him stunned.
Taking a deep breath, he steadied himself and strode toward the door. Without hesitation, a golden flying sword appeared in his hand. With a single swing, a golden sword beam slashed out.
With a thunderous crash, the white light on the door flickered before being split in two, revealing a crossroads paved with blue stone outside.
Han Li darted to the center of the intersection and scanned his surroundings, freezing in place.
Before him stretched a labyrinth of identical blue stone corridors, branching in all four directions. The walls on either side were uniformly thick and tall, as if cast from the same mold.
“So it really is here… No mistake,” Han Li murmured after a long pause, his voice tinged with melancholy.
This was none other than the inner hall of the Void Sky Palace—the very same five-story stone tower where he had once obtained the Void Sky Cauldron. He had been teleported from the far north of the Great Jin all the way to the Chaotic Star Seas. Judging by the corridors, he couldn’t tell which floor of the tower he was on.
“Void Sky Palace, Void Spirit Hall… So they truly are connected,” he muttered, his expression finally calming.
With his current abilities, being in the Chaotic Star Seas was no issue. As long as he could leave this palace and repair the teleportation array he had destroyed when he first arrived, he could return to the Heavenly South without trouble.
With this in mind, Han Li surveyed the corridors before shooting off as a streak of azure light down one of them.
Yet after flying for only the time it took to drink a cup of tea, he realized something was amiss—none of the guardian puppets that should have been patrolling the tower were in sight.
After a moment’s thought, he understood. Since the next opening of the Void Sky Palace was still far off, the puppets had likely been recalled by the palace’s pre-set restrictions.
Not only that, but he encountered no other traps or barriers along the way. The entire tower seemed lifeless—a stark contrast to the perilous maze of restrictions he had faced during his previous visit.
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