Chapter 1024: Slaying the Five Evils

“Are you the Five Evils of the Heavenly Yin? State your names one by one.” Han Li paid no heed to the Golden Immortal cultivators, fixing his gaze on the five old men and shouting coldly.

“I am Yin Tianhu. I beg Fellow Daoist Han to show mercy. We were truly unaware of your dispute with Palace Master Dongfang.” The five exchanged glances, and the leftmost old man, with a fawning smile, cupped his hands in salute to Han Li.

The five were similar in appearance but with slight differences. Each wore a black jade ring on their hand, which seemed to be storage rings, engraved with the characters: Tiger, Deer, Bear, Ape, and Eagle. The ring on this old man bore the character 'Tiger.'

“I am Yin Tianlu. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Han.” The old man beside him, wearing a ring with the character 'Deer,' also put on a flattering expression.

“Yin Tianxiong.” Next to Yin Tianlu, an old man with a somewhat square face glanced around and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

“Hmph! I am Yin Tianyuan. Since I am inferior in skill, I am at your mercy—kill or spare as you wish.” The rightmost old man, full of pride, snorted coldly.

“Fourth Brother, don’t talk nonsense!” Yin Tianhu’s expression changed drastically as he scolded.

At that moment, the last man suddenly burst with a bloody light. His body shrank to half its size, dodging the sword light at his neck, and then instantly transformed into a blood shadow, fleeing into the distance like lightning at an incredible speed.

But before he could get far, the arc of sword light flashed and appeared beside him out of thin air, then swept across his body at a speed several times faster than his escape.

With a 'bang,' the man’s body exploded, turning into a large patch of blood and gore.

“Fifth Brother!”

“Fellow Daoist Han, spare him!”

The remaining four were greatly shocked and cried out.

Han Li remained motionless. Behind him, a silver light flashed in the void, and a black figure appeared out of nowhere—it was Ti Hun.

She grabbed at the air with both hands, and her palms blazed with bloody light, forming two blood-colored rings that emitted a devouring force.

With a 'whoosh,' a mass of soul light shot out from the blood and gore, landing in her hand.

Along with the soul, the man’s storage artifact was also drawn in—a ring engraved with the character 'Eagle.'

Seeing this, the other four changed color. They instinctively wanted to act, but the sword light at their necks made them behave.

“We cultivators all have blood on our hands—that’s nothing. But what I hate most is wanton slaughter of the weak. Anyone who has done such things, I will not let off today! I have long heard of the infamous Five Evils of the Heavenly Yin. I asked for your names so you could die knowing why.” Han Li said calmly.

The four turned pale, as if about to flee, but a glare from Han Li immediately froze them in place.

“The one who just tried to escape was Yin Tianying, wasn’t he? To refine a blood-path immortal artifact, he blood-sacrificed over a hundred mortal cities, slaughtering billions of lives. His death is well deserved.” Han Li said slowly.

Hearing this, the four were shocked. Yin Tianying’s blood sacrifice of mortal cities to refine treasures had been extremely secretive—how did this man know?

“Yin Tianhu, years ago you cultivated in the Cangyun Mountains, using the yin qi there to break through a bottleneck. To seize a yin-qi-rich cultivation site, you massacred the entire Jinfeng Sect, a small sect in the Cangyun Mountains, killing over two thousand people. Is that true?” Han Li looked at Yin Tianhu and said.

“Fellow Daoist, there must be some misunderstanding. I…” Yin Tianhu’s face turned deathly pale, unable to utter a word.

“Yin Tianlu, to refine a set of evil treasures called the Mother-Child Soul-Chasing Banners, you had your subordinates go into the mortal world and capture pregnant women over six months to blood-sacrifice the banners. I am not wronging you, am I?” Han Li ignored Yin Tianhu and turned his gaze to Yin Tianlu, continuing.

Yin Tianlu’s face changed drastically, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

“Yin Tianxiong, don’t put on that righteous air. I have already investigated thoroughly. Your nature is sinister, and you cultivate the evil art ‘Yin-Yang Union Bliss Technique.’ In your years in the Immortal Palace, hundreds of female cultivators above the Mahayana stage from various sects in the Gold Origin Immortal Domain have gone missing, all captured by you in secret to drain their yin essence.” Han Li turned to Yin Tianxiong and said coldly.

Yin Tianxiong shuddered, his face instantly drained of all color.

“And you, Yin Tianyuan. Though you are not like your brothers, killing for personal desires, you are Dongfang Bai’s loyal dog. Over the years, on Dongfang Bai’s orders, you have secretly massacred countless clans and sects. Even dying ten thousand times would not cleanse your sins.” Han Li finally looked at Yin Tianyuan and said.

“You have investigated thoroughly. Yes, I have destroyed no less than a hundred, or at least dozens, of sects and clans over the years—enough to have gotten my fill. If you want to kill, then kill!” Yin Tianyuan raised an eyebrow, showing no fear, and instead laughed heartily.

Han Li sneered and was about to strike down the four.

At that moment, Yin Tianyuan’s face flushed blood-red, and his laughter suddenly turned sharp, like an ape’s wail.

The laughter contained a strange law power. Han Li’s eardrums felt as if pierced by steel needles. Even with his current physical toughness, he felt a sharp pain, and his hand forming the incantation gesture paused for a moment.

Yin Tianhu, Yin Tianlu, and Yin Tianxiong twisted their bodies, shooting backward like lightning, breaking free from the restraint of the arc sword light.

Yin Tianyuan also broke free from the arc sword light, but instead of retreating, he lunged straight at Han Li.

"This man is too strong. I'll hold him off—you all flee!" Yin Tianyuan roared, his skin turning blood-red and swelling into a huge blood ball, charging at Han Li.

"Fourth Brother!" Yin Tianxiong's eyes turned crimson at the sight, and he was about to rush back, but Yin Tianhu grabbed him.

"Fourth Brother has already used the Red Lotus Severance Art; he can't be saved. Do you want his death to be in vain? Go!" Yin Tianhu shouted, pulling Yin Tianxiong to fly away.

At that moment, a dull thud rang out, and a dazzling blood light burst forth with a rolling storm, spraying and splattering everywhere.

Han Li silently withdrew his fist, his expression calm, a layer of crystalline film appearing on his body surface.

The splashing blood storm struck his body but was easily blocked by the crystalline film, not even a corner of his clothes was damaged.

Yin Tianhu and the others were horrified at the sight. Yin Tianxiong no longer spoke of returning to help, and the three immediately fled in different directions.

With a puff, Yin Tianhu's body ignited with a layer of black flames, instantly turning into a huge black fireball, speeding away like the wind.

Yin Tianlu swallowed a cyan pill, and as soon as it entered his stomach, a phantom of a huge cyan deer appeared on his body, letting out a cry. Its hooves churned, turning into a cyan rainbow shooting forward with incredible speed.

Yin Tianxiong reacted quickly too, a layer of watery black light spreading over his body, turning him transparent in an instant. He flashed and merged into the ground, vanishing without a trace.

Seeing this, Han Li punched the air with his left hand, while his right hand formed a seal and waved. A crystal light flashed at his brow, and a blurry sword shadow shot out, disappearing into the void before him in a flash.

Yin Tianhu had barely flown a few thousand zhang when the void behind him rippled, and a golden fist shadow the size of a house materialized, striking him with lightning speed.

With a thunderous boom, Yin Tianhu's body, along with the black fireball around it, exploded, turning into a rain of blood.

Almost at the same time, a golden light flashed in front of Yin Tianlu, and an arc sword light shot out, slashing at him.

Yin Tianlu was fleeing forward and had no anticipation of a sword light appearing ahead. Moreover, the sword light was too fast for him to dodge.

With a soft tearing sound, Yin Tianlu was instantly cut in two.

Somewhere underground, Yin Tianxiong was fleeing with all his might when a crystal light flashed beside him, and a crystalline sword shadow appeared, slashing down with lightning speed.

A scream came from underground, then fell silent.

Seeing this, Ti Hun waved her hands, blood light surging in her palms.

With a whoosh, three balls of soul light shot out from various directions and fell into her hands.

The soul of Yin Tianxiong, who had gone underground, was extinguished by the divine thought sword, vanishing completely.

In her palm now floated four souls, expanding and contracting, emitting powerful soul fluctuations as they struggled fiercely, but to no avail—they could not leave her hands at all.

"Don't eat them yet. First, check the memories of these four," Han Li said indifferently, glancing at Ti Hun.

His attack on the Golden Source Immortal Palace was partly to kill Dongfang Bai and others to avenge the Green Fox Clan and others, and partly because the palace housed a cross-domain teleportation array connecting to other immortal domains.

Now that his trail was fully exposed, staying in the Golden Source Immortal Domain would only invite more and more pursuers, so he intended to use that teleportation array to leave the domain as soon as possible.

"These four have run rampant in the Golden Source Immortal Domain, doing all kinds of evil. I won't eat their souls. After I finish the soul search, I'll refine them into soul artifacts and torment them for ten thousand years," Ti Hun said coldly, her face full of chill.

With that, she began to chant, black light emerging from her hands, wrapping around the four souls as she performed the soul search technique.

Seeing this, Han Li paid no further attention to Ti Hun. Golden lightning radiated from his body, enveloping her, and with a flicker, he turned into a bolt of golden lightning chasing after Dongfang Bai.

His capture of the Five Yin Sons and their execution after stating their crimes, though complicated to describe, had taken only a dozen breaths. Dongfang Bai had not yet flown beyond his divine sense range.

Han Li locked onto Dongfang Bai's trail with his divine sense, fully employing lightning escape to pursue, and soon caught up to within a few hundred li behind him.

"Hmph! Did you think you could escape?" Han Li snorted coldly, flicking his sleeve.

The seventy-two arc sword lights spun and merged into one, forming a thick bolt of lightning, its speed increasing severalfold.

With a thunderous roar, the thick lightning caught up to Dongfang Bai in an instant and slashed down heavily upon him.