Han Li raised his head and scanned the surroundings. He saw that everyone—whether from the Seven Mysteries Sect, the Wild Wolf Gang, or other factions—had turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror as they stared at him.
It was important to note that whether it was seizing the “flying sword,” killing the Golden Light Superior, or reducing dozens of experts, including Jia Tianlong, to ashes in mere moments, these actions clearly demonstrated that Han Li was not only an immortal adept like the dwarf but also a ruthless individual, far from benevolent or kind.
Wherever his gaze fell, people immediately lowered their heads, avoiding eye contact. No one dared to meet his eyes. At this moment, Han Li was truly a figure feared by all.
“Aren’t you going to scram? Do you want to stay on the mountain and have me send you off as well?” Han Li suddenly spoke coldly in the direction of the Wild Wolf Gang.
His voice was not particularly loud, but to the ears of the thousands on the mountain peak, it was like a thunderclap on a clear day, instantly plunging them into panic.
“Run! If we don’t leave now, he might start burning people again!” someone shouted, though no one knew who was first.
Instantly, the Wild Wolf Gang and other small to medium-sized factions descended into chaos. Everyone scrambled frantically down the mountain, the massive crowd clogging the narrow path until it was completely packed. Countless people were trampled or injured along the way.
Within moments, Sunset Peak became largely empty. Aside from the disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect, no one from any other faction remained.
Wang Juechu was both shocked and overjoyed. He never expected the sect’s crisis to be resolved so effortlessly, and Jia Tianlong had been utterly eliminated. Beyond his elation, however, he felt a sense of unease.
He knew that if the other party could effortlessly help the Seven Mysteries Sect overcome this disaster, they could just as easily suppress the sect with their divine skills, perhaps even reducing it to a state worse than the Wild Wolf Gang’s current predicament.
At this thought, Wang Juechu’s recently eased heart tightened again, and his gaze involuntarily turned toward the center of the scene.
“Huh? Where’s Divine Doctor Han?” Wang Juechu was startled to find that the expert and variable in his mind, Han Li, was no longer in his original spot.
“Has anyone seen Physician Han?” Wang Juechu urgently asked those around him.
“I don’t know!”
“I didn’t notice.”
Almost everyone shook their heads in ignorance. This was hardly surprising. Everyone had been terrified by Han Li’s method of burning people alive, and no one dared to keep a close watch on such a fearsome figure. With his elusive movements, it would have been effortless for him to disappear unnoticed.
“Don’t bother looking. I saw him earlier, blending into the crowd descending the mountain. He’s already left Sunset Peak,” the grey-clothed man, who now looked much better, suddenly spoke up.
“He’s gone down the mountain? Where would he go?” Wang Juechu muttered to himself with a complex, bitter smile.
As his eyes swept the surroundings, his gaze unexpectedly settled on one person.
Wang Juechu’s eyes suddenly gleamed, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly into a cunning, shrewd expression.
At that moment, Li Feiyu, thrilled that his friend had suddenly become an otherworldly expert, was chatting excitedly with Zhang Xiuer, completely unaware that someone had set their sights on him.
And so, the Wild Wolf Gang and other factions quickly withdrew from Rainbow Mountain and fled through the night without stopping until they were well beyond the Seven Mysteries Sect’s territory. The leadership of the Seven Mysteries Sect, led by Wang Juechu and weakened themselves, did not pursue them.
For a long time afterward, both the Wild Wolf Gang and the Seven Mysteries Sect ceased hostilities and focused on recuperating.
The tumultuous battle between the Seven Mysteries Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang soon spread across the region, becoming a local legend tinged with elements of immortals and demons. It was discussed not only by those in the martial world but also by ordinary people, who relished it as a story that endured for a long time.
In the tale, the battle began as a showdown between a peerless swordsman who could emit sword rays and a sword immortal who could control a flying sword. The sword immortal’s flying sword proved mysteriously superior, defeating the peerless swordsman. Then, the great antagonist, the Fire Demon, suddenly appeared. Taking advantage of both sides’ exhaustion, he killed the sword immortal who sought to vanquish him and, in a demonic frenzy, burned nearly a thousand sect members present to death, including the unfortunate leader of the Wild Wolf Gang. Finally, due to the heavy karma of his killings, the Fire Demon provoked divine wrath and was struck dead on the spot by celestial lightning, leaving no trace of his body—hence his disappearance.
When Han Li, back at his residence in Divine Hand Valley, heard this thoroughly demonized version of the events from Li Feiyu, he stood speechless for a long moment. Li Feiyu, meanwhile, was doubled over with laughter, unable to straighten up for quite some time.
It was now noon on the fifth day after the deadly fight.
That night, Han Li had taken advantage of the chaos to quietly descend Sunset Peak with the crowd. After finding Qu Hun, he returned to the valley with him.
Upon his return, Han Li hung a sign at the valley entrance indicating he was secluding himself and would not receive any visitors. He turned away several high-ranking members of the Seven Mysteries Sect who had come to see him that very night.
Naturally, given Han Li’s fearsome reputation at the time, these individuals dared not show any dissatisfaction, much less enter the valley without permission. After waiting for a while, they had no choice but to retreat dejectedly.
In the days that followed, Han Li began practicing the Art of Material Control using the talisman inscribed with the small sword.
Knowing time was not on his side, he started each day before dawn, using the Art of Material Control to transform the talisman into a grey streak of light that continuously circled and darted around the valley until his spiritual power was completely depleted. Then, he would sit quietly, meditating and recovering his energy. Once his power returned to normal levels, he would resume driving the talisman in practice.
Thus, Han Li repeated this monotonous and arduous training for three days straight. Only when he felt he had initially mastered the practical application of the Art of Material Control did he formally conclude his practice.
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