Chapter 131: Spiritual Liquid Crystallizes

Han Li looked at the unusual movements of the avatar before him, and a trace of surprise couldn't help but flicker across his face.

But then, his eyes glimmered slightly as he noticed that at the mouth of the small bottle suspended high in the air, a drop of green, oily spiritual liquid was slowly dripping out.

The drop of spiritual liquid fell into the high air, but was held up by a strange force, hovering in the void without falling.

A bizarre scene appeared!

Suddenly, silver light flashed on the surface of the small bottle, and two black lines emerged. Then, they abruptly opened, revealing two round eyes, shaped like those of an ordinary person, but with silver-white pupils.

As soon as they appeared, they glanced nimbly toward Han Li's location. Then, the pupils blazed with light, suddenly releasing two beams of silver radiance that enveloped the spiritual liquid.

The next moment, a mouth suddenly grew beneath the bottle's eyes, and from the mouth, a ball of semi-transparent flame sprayed out, wrapping around the drop of spiritual liquid.

Just then, a dull rumbling like rolling thunder sounded between heaven and earth, and a subtle, barely perceptible fluctuation began to emerge in the air.

Han Li looked down, his pupils slightly constricted.

The sea surface below was also affected by a strange fluctuation. The towering waves that had been whipped up by the fierce wind were now shattered by that fluctuation, churning into layers of white foam.

At the same time, the wind howled around him, and in the air, crystalline threads containing the vital energy of heaven and earth suddenly appeared out of nowhere, like translucent fish, swimming toward this spot in droves.

At first, there were only a few hundred visible to the naked eye, but soon the number increased sharply, becoming thousands and tens of thousands, crowding in densely.

In just a short while, Han Li could no longer distinguish these threads of light, for their number was truly uncountable, overlapping and pressing against each other, forming a continuous, crystalline ribbon of light that surged madly toward the drop of spiritual liquid in midair.

As the crystalline light surged in greater numbers and at greater speed, a massive vortex of vital energy, hundreds of miles in diameter, stood above this sea area like a spiral giant tower connecting heaven and earth.

In the originally clear sky, clouds suddenly gathered, forming a huge cloud mass stretching hundreds of miles, covering a large expanse of the sea.

The vital energy of heaven and earth within ten thousand miles became as turbulent as boiling water in a pot, all rushing madly toward Han Li's location like a funnel.

Several islands tens of thousands of miles away were also affected. The cultivators on the islands were greatly alarmed, and hundreds of figures flew out from their respective islands, gazing toward the sea area where Han Li was.

In front of the green light barrier covering hundreds of miles around Han Li, several True Immortal realm cultivators were hovering in the air.

Those few seemed to know each other, looking at one another with expressions mingling tension and confusion.

They had originally thought that some rare treasure was emerging here, and in a moment of excitement, they had rushed over from their islands. But when they arrived, they found that it didn't seem to be the case at all.

“Fellow Daoist Qin, among us, you have always had the strongest divine sense, and you were the first to arrive here. Do you know what is happening?” asked a handsome young man in flowing robes as white as snow, addressing an elderly man beside him.

“This light barrier blocks all divine sense probing, so I cannot see inside. But it seems someone is here… refining some powerful magic treasure,” the old man shook his head and said.

“Don't you all think that someone might be refining an Earthly Immortal avatar here?” a red-robed man with a feminine face speculated, narrowing his long eyes.

“I don't think it looks like that. Fellow Daoist Qin's guess seems more likely.”

“I think so too…”

“What's the use of guessing here? Why not go in and see? If we join forces, is there anyone we need to fear?” a dark-skinned man with an ugly, inhuman face growled in a low voice.

Though his words seemed impatient, his body made no move.

The elderly man who had spoken earlier sneered and said:

“Someone who can set up such a barrier to isolate divine sense is not someone my Qinyuan Island can afford to provoke. If you want to investigate, go ahead. I won't join you.”

With that, without another word, he transformed into a rainbow light and fled into the distance.

The remaining few exchanged glances, their faces somewhat embarrassed. They were all old foxes who had lived for who knows how many years; talking was easy, but who would be willing to be the first to stick their neck out?

Seeing the elderly man leave, the others stopped talking, losing even the desire to continue watching. They made a few insipid remarks and then flew away.

After all, judging from the situation, it was unlikely that a rare treasure was appearing. If, as the old man surnamed Qin had guessed, a powerful senior was refining a magic treasure here, it would be hard to guarantee that he wouldn't mind their observation and settle accounts with them later.

As long as this senior left after finishing his refinement, they naturally wouldn't bother to meddle.

Han Li was completely unaware of their cautious speculations; in fact, he had no time to care about them.

Because just now, that enormous vortex of vital energy had suddenly contracted, turning into a massive pillar of light that pierced the clouds, stirring the clouds above into a frenzy, spinning around the pillar.

At that moment, a layer of hazy green light suddenly lit up around Han Li. Before he could figure out why, the immortal spiritual power in his body was drawn by a vast force, surging out like a tide toward the green drop of spiritual liquid wrapped in silver radiance and flame.

Startled, he immediately raised one hand and quickly curled his fingers to form a hand seal. The green light around him trembled, and the immortal spiritual power in his body slowed slightly.

The Earthly Immortal avatar that had appeared on its own was now also covered in a layer of green light, and the mana converted from faith power within it was nearly depleted in just a few breaths.

Han Li waved his hand and put away the avatar, but then his expression darkened.

Although he tried his best to control it, the immortal spiritual power in his body continued to flow outward, only at a slower rate than at the beginning.

After a moment's thought, he flipped his hand and took out several pills, swallowing them.

As the spiritual power in the pills converted into immortal spiritual power, the emptiness in Han Li's dantian eased slightly.

He looked up at the dark green drop of spiritual liquid in the sky, but his gaze grew more complicated.

After five full days, the strange phenomenon over this sea area showed no change. Han Li, at the very center, was suffering bitterly.

If any acquaintance were here to see his current appearance, they would be greatly startled.

At this moment, his eyes were sunken, his skin sallow, and even his lips were covered with a layer of dry, white dead skin. He looked as if he had consumed a great deal of vitality, with only his eyes still shining with bright spirit.

The reason for this was the continuous leakage of immortal spiritual power over several days, which had now been completely drained. Many of the high-grade pills he had accumulated were also consumed.

But by now, he found that taking pills had minimal effect, and he could barely hold on.

Yet, for some reason, a mysterious voice in his heart kept telling him that if he persisted, there would be immense benefits.

Han Li took a deep breath, put away the pills he had taken out, gritted his teeth, and formed a strange hand seal in front of his chest. His dry lips parted slightly as he began to chant a series of incantations.

As the incantation sounded, his skin suddenly became ruddy, and his sunken eyes began to recover.

He looked like a withered old tree that, after a sudden rain, had revived and turned green again.

But only he knew that this was a secret technique he had used, burning his essence blood to revive vitality and increase the immortal spiritual power in his body.

The cost was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

…

In the blink of an eye, another three days and three nights passed.

The green light sphere covering hundreds of miles of this sea area suddenly contracted rapidly without warning. In just over ten breaths, it shrank to a range of only about ten feet, wrapping around the drop of spiritual liquid, which had become nearly transparent.

Within this ten-foot range, a large amount of dense vital energy of heaven and earth continued to surge into the drop of spiritual liquid at a visible rate.

With a loud “boom,”

the green light barrier contracted again, compressing to the extreme, forcing even the pure vital energy of heaven and earth into the drop of spiritual liquid.

The spiritual liquid in midair instantly solidified, turning into a water-drop-sized, semi-transparent crystal grain that fell from the air.

At that moment, a withered, thin, long hand reached out from the side and caught the crystal grain.

The owner of the hand was naturally Han Li, but at this moment, he was almost emaciated beyond human form. His skin clung to his bony frame, revealing alarming indentations, and his clothes hung loosely, looking extremely ill-fitting.

He looked like a clothes hanger propping up a green robe.

However, despite his severe loss of vitality, a smile hung on his face. Though his eyes could not hide their fatigue, they still shone brightly.

He looked up at the small bottle still suspended in the sky and found that its original dark green color was gone, and the eyes and mouth that had appeared earlier had also disappeared. Now, it seemed faint and almost invisible.

Seeing the bottle in this state, he was somewhat surprised but not worried. Based on a familiar feeling that surfaced in his mind, he believed that as long as the bottle absorbed sunlight and moonlight for a few days, it would return to normal.