Chapter 1121: Searching for Wife and Son

At the critical moment, Han Li had no choice but to fully activate the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art, raising one arm and punching forward with all his might.

A layer of golden ripples rippled out from his fist, then blurred into layers of fist shadows, one after another meeting the incoming five-colored light orb.

As the two collided, the fist shadows formed by the golden ripples exploded one after another. The law of time contained within them could not stop the five-colored light orb's steady advance, nor buy him much time.

Han Li's heart tightened. With his other hand, he formed a sword incantation. The thirty-six Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords let out a single cry, then merged into one, which he grasped in his hand.

He had no time to swing the sword; he could only press one hand against the blade and block with it.

At the same time, a surge of golden lightning erupted from the sword blade, like giant golden lightning hands that enveloped the five-colored light orb, preventing it from advancing further.

Zzzz...

A sound of electric current crackling rang out continuously. Golden electric threads surged from the blade, then annihilated, locked in a repeated tug-of-war.

Seeing this, Jiao San and Hu San immediately came to Han Li's side, standing behind him to prevent Qi Mozi from striking again.

But after that one strike, Qi Mozi immediately retreated. After a few bounds, he landed on a rubble-covered boulder a thousand zhang away. Xiong Shan was hiding behind the boulder, his face full of terror.

After several breaths, the power of the five-colored light orb finally diminished.

Seeing this, Han Li flicked his sword, sending the orb into the high sky.

"Qi Mozi..." Han Li frowned, a chill flashing in his eyes as he looked at him.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

A black light flashed beside Han Li, with no trace of spiritual energy fluctuation. A figure appeared there abruptly, reached out, and grabbed Han Li's sword arm.

The figure was none other than the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor. It was unknown how he had silently slipped out of the Five Elements Annihilation Array, startling all three of them.

"How is this possible..."

Han Li turned his head to look at the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor, his throat suddenly dry.

The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's aura was now even more vigorous and restrained, as if after being washed several times in the Five Elements Annihilation Array, he had truly shed much of his dross, becoming purer and more spirited.

"Tsk tsk, boy, I didn't expect you to know the Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique. It's been a long time since I've seen it. Come, come, spar with me a bit..." The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor said with a grin, his words carrying no hint of jest.

"Senior, please don't joke. How could I be your match?" Han Li's heart tightened. He tried to pull his arm back but failed, so he activated his Nine Nether Demon Pupils to try to find a flaw in his opponent.

The moment he used it, the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor recognized it.

"Heh, you even know our Saint Clan's spiritual eye secret art. Rare, rare, truly rare..." The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's face showed a rare normal expression as he nodded.

Hearing this, Han Li's heart clenched.

But then the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's brow suddenly lifted, and he continued:

"Boy, who is your master? How is it that you even know the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art, a supreme Saint Clan technique?"

"Senior is knowledgeable. I dare not hide it. My master is the True Word Sect's Maitreya Ancestor. Has senior heard of him?" Even more alarmed, Han Li hurriedly said, fearing the other might detect his other secrets.

"Then it's correct. Your main cultivation technique is the Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique, and your master is the fat monk Maitreya Ancestor. Heh, I guessed right, I guessed right..." The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's face lit up with joy, delighted.

His gleeful demeanor, almost dancing with joy, was nothing like a Da Luo cultivator; rather, it resembled a child who had guessed a riddle correctly, overjoyed.

"Senior's vast knowledge leaves me in awe. But since senior has confirmed the answer, please release me," Han Li flattered.

Flattered by Han Li, the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor became even happier.

"You may not be much to look at, but you have good judgment. When it comes to my knowledge, few can compare! By the way, do you have anything you don't understand? Come, ask me. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception and guide you a bit." He released Han Li's hand, smugly saying.

"I wouldn't dare trouble senior. I have no questions," Han Li said, flexing his wrist, frowning, uncertain and unwilling to ask casually.

"No way! Who do you think I am? Am I someone who speaks idly? Since I told you to ask, you must ask!" The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's face darkened, angered.

Jiao San and Hu San stood on either side of Han Li, only two or three zhang from the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor. They watched in stunned silence, not daring to advance or retreat, caught in an awkward dilemma.

Not far away, Qi Mozi watched this scene, first slightly stunned, then a contemplative expression appeared on his face, and a faint, inexplicable smile gradually formed at the corners of his mouth.

Lei Yuce and the others were the most miserable, unable to escape. They could only secretly feed Dao Yin Zhenren pills and guide his healing while Han Li was entangled with the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor.

"Since senior has graciously offered, I do have a question. Has senior seen a Devouring Immortal here?" Han Li's gaze shifted, suddenly remembering something, and asked respectfully.

He had been uneasy about Qu Lin, who had disappeared after entering the seventh layer.

Although the two had an agreement earlier, the situation had changed too quickly, leaving him feeling out of control.

"I have seen it," the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor said without hesitation.

"Where?" Han Li quickly asked.

"Too long ago, I forgot. But that fellow is quite resilient. I used to beat him up when I was bored. Come to think of it, he hasn't appeared in a long time," the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor said, frowning.

Han Li's heart stirred. Qu Lin had once mentioned entering the seventh layer and being beaten by an old madman.

"That's not right, senior. You were imprisoned in the altar of this Time Hall. How could you have seen him?" Han Li questioned.

"You say I was imprisoned? What a joke! I just thought that place was undisturbed, perfect for sleeping. If I wanted to leave, who could stop me?" the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor shouted in dissatisfaction.

"I see. I misspoke," Han Li quickly corrected, as if realizing something.

Earlier, when he looked through the gap in the altar broken by Jiao San, he had thought the restraints imprisoning the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor seemed odd. Now recalling, for some reason, the formation seemed to have lost its original effect.

After all, if the demon were truly trapped and his cultivation slowly worn away, the fluctuations within the formation would not be so calm. But when he first saw it and swept it with his divine sense, he indeed felt the formation was too calm.

"What a lousy question! You should ask something challenging," the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor scolded, frowning.

"Challenging?" Han Li asked, puzzled.

"Like questions about cultivation, but... that doesn't seem hard either. This is troublesome..." The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor scratched his head, looking troubled.

"May I ask, senior, when I cultivate the Nine Nether Demon Pupils, the technique describes it as 'reaching the nine heavens above and the nine nether below,' showing this spiritual eye technique is extraordinary. Yet why can't I see through many illusion arrays and restrictions in the tower?" Han Li raised an eyebrow, trying his luck.

"This question, though not difficult, is barely acceptable. When you cultivate the Nine Nether Demon Pupils, did you introduce demonic qi?" The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor waved his hand and asked.

"This technique is based on demonic qi to wash the eyes, so naturally I introduced it," Han Li answered truthfully.

"That's it. You cultivate demonic techniques, so you use your own demonic qi, not external demonic qi. So the problem isn't impure demonic qi. Then the issue likely lies with other spiritual eye techniques you cultivated before," the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor said after a brief thought.

When answering, his expression was serious and focused, with none of his earlier madness.

"Senior is prescient. I did cultivate another spiritual eye technique earlier," Han Li praised again, slightly surprised.

He had previously cultivated the Bright Clarity Spiritual Eyes, and through refinement, had made some progress. Now it seemed the two spiritual eye techniques did conflict.

"The cultivation paths of the two spiritual eye techniques are fundamentally different, causing some conflict. You just need to..." The Black Heaven Demon Ancestor's next few words resolved Han Li's doubts.

"Thank you, senior. I have another question. What is senior's purpose in sealing this place and keeping us here?" Han Li, now enlightened and somewhat reassured, tried asking again.

But upon hearing this question, the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor froze on the spot.

He rubbed his chin with one hand, paced back and forth a few times, lost in thought.

"What was I going to do? What was I going to do? I..." After a moment, he sat down on the ground, muttering to himself.

Everyone watching found it both laughable and frustrating.

After a while, the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor suddenly seemed to remember something. His expression changed, showing a look of anxiety.

"I know, I know... I'm looking for my wife and son. Have you seen my wife and son? Do you know where they are?" the Black Heaven Demon Ancestor asked urgently.

Han Li looked at the man with disheveled hair, his heart stirring slightly.

"I'm sorry, senior. I don't know," he shook his head and said.