Chapter 1329: Seeking Him Out

Upon hearing Han Li's words, the Yang Mountain Sect Leader's brows twitched, then returned to normal, a hint of mockery curling at the corner of his mouth, clearly believing Han Li was making empty boasts.

"This Nine-Dragon Seal binds your memories and soul tightly together, and within the seal are nine different forces. The slightest external penetration will immediately trigger an explosion. Tsk tsk, truly a hard nut to crack." Han Li said with a smile.

The Yang Mountain Sect Leader closed his eyes tightly, and upon hearing this, a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"However, this Nine-Dragon Seal is closely tied to your soul power. If your soul power weakens, the seal's power will also weaken. For instance, if your soul were to drop to the Golden Immortal level, the Nine-Dragon Seal would no longer be a threat. Even if it exploded, it could be easily suppressed." Han Li paused, then added.

The Yang Mountain Sect Leader's eyes snapped open, as if he had thought of something, a flicker of unease in his gaze.

Han Li said nothing more, raised a hand, formed a hand seal, and pointed.

Five beams of golden light shot from his hand: one bursting like fire, one gentle like water, one thick like earth, one vibrant like wood, and one sharp like metal.

Each beam of golden light emitted a distinctly different power of the Law of Time.

The five beams of golden light landed around the Yang Mountain Sect Leader, spun around, and intertwined to form a golden barrier, enveloping him within.

Images of flames, flowing water, sand, trees, and golden wheels flashed alternately on the barrier. The five powers of the Law of Time merged perfectly, spinning rapidly.

The nearby domain also shimmered with golden light, operating slowly.

The flow of time around the Yang Mountain Sect Leader suddenly underwent a drastic change. He let out a cry of pain, and his aura rapidly diminished.

Late Da Luo...

Mid Da Luo...

Early Da Luo...

Late Tai Yi...

Mid Tai Yi...

In the blink of an eye, the Yang Mountain Sect Leader's cultivation level dropped from the peak of Da Luo to the Golden Immortal level.

This was no ordinary reduction in cultivation; his law power, number of immortal apertures, and soul power all decreased to the Golden Immortal level.

To return to his previous cultivation, he would have to cultivate anew.

The golden barrier around the Yang Mountain Sect Leader fluctuated a few times and then vanished.

"You... what have you done to me?" the old man cried out in shock and terror, feeling the changes in his body.

Then, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and his soul power within his mind surged violently, as if he intended to self-detonate his soul.

But with his current cultivation, his spellcasting was far too slow. Han Li's large hand instantly pressed down on the Yang Mountain Sect Leader's head, and an overwhelmingly powerful soul force surged in, easily suppressing all of the sect leader's actions.

Han Li's expression remained calm. With his current cultivation, performing the Five Elements Illusory World technique was no longer as difficult as before; he executed it in one smooth motion.

The Yang Mountain Sect Leader's soul power also dropped to the Golden Immortal level, and the Nine-Dragon Seal within could no longer prevent Han Li's soul search.

Streams of dim light penetrated into the Yang Mountain Sect Leader's mind, quickly breaking through the Nine-Dragon Seal and probing into his memories.

"The Mist Dragon Secret Realm, so that's where it is... If I had known earlier, why put yourself through this?" Han Li raised an eyebrow, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he withdrew his hand.

The Yang Mountain Sect Leader's eyes rolled back, and he had already fallen unconscious.

Han Li waved his hand, sending out a beam of golden light that swept over the Yang Mountain Sect Leader's body.

The Yang Mountain Sect Leader instantly disappeared, and Han Li's own figure flickered and vanished.

...

Deep within the Mist Dragon Sect, in a valley, three streaks of light descended from the sky and landed inside. They were the tall middle-aged man, the blue-robed young woman, and the child surnamed Ji.

At the end of the valley was an ordinary stone door. The three arrived outside the door and knelt down.

The child surnamed Ji took out an incense stick, lit it, and a wisp of blue smoke drifted out, slowly seeping into the stone door.

Behind the stone door was a different world, a vast expanse of ocean, bottomless. A blue sun hung in the sky, emitting blue light that shone on the water below.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The water surface immediately emitted countless blue mists, as if evaporated by the sunlight, with rolling water vapor everywhere above the sea.

Occasionally, huge waves surged beneath the surface, revealing a giant tail or a giant claw.

In a stone cave deep at the bottom of the ocean, the space was enormous, with countless jagged rocks forming a vast stone forest.

Within the stone forest lay huge skeletons, the largest tens of thousands of feet long, the smallest several hundred feet, densely packed, countless in number.

Even in death, these skeletons still exuded an aura of arrogance and dominance over all living beings.

These were dragon skeletons; this place seemed to be a graveyard of dragons.

On a large blue stone in the stone cave sat an old man with white hair and beard, cross-legged. It was Feng Qingshui.

He gazed ahead, his eyes flickering, as if contemplating something.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingshui suddenly moved, reaching out with one hand to grab the void ahead.

Immediately, a patch of blue mist appeared before him, rapidly coalescing into a blue vortex.

"Greetings, Ancestor." Three voices came from within, belonging to the child surnamed Ji and the other two.

"What matter requires the three of you to come seeking an audience together?" Feng Qingshui said indifferently.

"Ancestor, we would not normally disturb your cultivation, but the Sect Leader has suddenly disappeared from the sect, seemingly taken by someone. From the traces at the scene, it is very likely the work of a Dao Ancestor. We are powerless and had to come to you for help." said the child surnamed Ji.

"Oh, is that so? Tell me the details of what you saw." Feng Qingshui's brows moved upon hearing this.

The child surnamed Ji agreed, then recounted what they had seen earlier in detail, omitting nothing.

"Yang Mountain activated the Four Qi Surging Waves Formation but still couldn't escape, being taken away silently. It is most likely the work of a Dao Ancestor." Feng Qingshui said slowly.

His gaze darkened. Yang Mountain being taken was not a big deal, but the problem was that he had not sensed it.

Although he was inside the Mist Dragon Secret Realm and had been distracted by other matters, if a Dao Ancestor had acted outside, he should have sensed something.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. I will investigate it myself..." Feng Qingshui paused for a moment, then instructed.

"No need to investigate. Your Sect Leader Yang Mountain is in my hands!" A loud voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Feng Qingshui's words.

Before the voice faded, the Mist Dragon Secret Realm began to tremble violently.

A thick beam of golden light descended from the sky, piercing through the sea surface and the stone cave, landing not far from Feng Qingshui, shattering the blue mist vortex.

The child surnamed Ji and the other two, upon hearing the commotion, were about to ask questions but stopped abruptly.

Feng Qingshui's face changed slightly as he flew backward, while streams of white mist surged from his body, swirling around him.

His figure instantly became blurry, like a phantom of mist.

The golden light that descended from the sky quickly dissipated, revealing the figure of a man in a green robe.

Feng Qingshui looked at the suddenly appearing green-robed man, racking his brain to search his memory for information on Dao Ancestors, but found no one who looked like this.

At their level of cultivation, whether someone had altered their appearance was obvious at a glance. This person's face was his original one.

But this person looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before?

Han Li paid no attention to Feng Qingshui; his divine sense had already spread out.

The Mist Dragon Secret Realm was not large, and his divine sense could cover it entirely.

In the endless deep sea here, giant dragons swam, all of them pure-blooded dragon clans. Many of the dragons had impressive cultivation, with over a dozen at the Da Luo level.

And in the stone cave at the bottom of the sea, there were countless dragon bones.

This Mist Dragon Secret Realm could be called a dragon nest.

Although these dragons were astonishing, Han Li was not looking for them. His divine sense searched every inch of the secret realm, and soon his expression darkened.

"It's you!" At that moment, an exclamation came from ahead.

Feng Qingshui's face showed a look of realization, his eyes fixed on Han Li.

He finally remembered where he had seen Han Li. Years ago, when he was sent to the Netherworld Domain of the Gray Realm to recruit Yin Chengquan, a few strange youths had broken into Netherworld City, and one of them was Han Li.

But at that time, this person's cultivation was low, barely below the Tai Yi level, if he remembered correctly. How many years had passed, and this person's cultivation had reached such a level that even Feng Qingshui could not see through it.

"Could this person have deliberately concealed his strength back then? Very likely. That year, this person and another demon disappeared very mysteriously. Originally, I thought a powerful demon had saved them, but now it seems it might have been this person's doing." Feng Qingshui speculated inwardly.

"Did you capture Wan'er?" Han Li looked up at Feng Qingshui, his gaze cold.

Before coming here, he had already obtained Feng Qingshui's image through the Reincarnation Palace and knew that he was the Dao Ancestor he had met in the Gray Realm, so he was not surprised.

"Who is the person you speak of? I am not aware. Your cultivation level is still at the peak of Da Luo, yet your aura has reached the level of a Dao Ancestor. Why did you kidnap my sect's leader?" Feng Qingshui's expression moved, then he regained his composure, raising a white eyebrow.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you are a Dao Ancestor. How could you not know what you have done? Why play dumb?" Han Li sneered, formed a hand seal and pointed, and a ball of golden light appeared before him, within which the figure of Nangong Wan emerged.

Feng Qingshui's eyes flickered, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, but he said nothing.

"Since you admit it, hand her over, and I will release your sect leader immediately and leave. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Han Li gave a heavy snort.

"Heh, it's been so many years since anyone dared to speak to me like that. That woman was indeed captured by me, but on the orders of the Heavenly Court. She has already been sent to the Heavenly Court." Feng Qingshui said blandly.

Han Li had suspected as much, but upon hearing this, his face still turned slightly pale.

"Why did the Heavenly Court want to capture her?" Han Li took a deep breath, suppressing the cold light in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"That I do not know. I was merely following orders. As for the reason, the higher-ups did not explain." Feng Qingshui's expression was somewhat peculiar, as if sizing up Han Li, as he spoke.