Chapter 194: The Aura Appears Again

The sword-browed man, an outer disciple of the Outer Beast Garden, was about to speak when he caught sight of the jade token in Han Li's hand from the corner of his eye, and his smile froze slightly.

“Senior Brother Ye, this two-headed lion-eagle beast seems to have already been rented by this senior brother… Perhaps you could take a look at another spirit beast?” The sword-browed man glanced at Han Li, hesitated, and said with some difficulty.

The dark-skinned youth frowned slightly, looked over at Han Li, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The young man in plain clothes before him had his aura restrained, faint and elusive, and even with his spiritual sense, he could not discern his depth.

The youth's gaze swept over the jade token in Han Li's hand, then glanced at the purple-haired man beside him.

The purple-haired man understood, stepped forward, and cupped his hands: “You look unfamiliar. May I ask which elder's disciple you are?”

“There's no need for you to concern yourself with who I am. As the saying goes, first come, first served. I saw this two-headed lion-eagle beast first. You should go pick another spirit beast.” Han Li said indifferently.

He then turned around, ignoring the purple-haired man and the others, and said to the round-faced youth: “I have other matters to attend to. Open the restrictions and release this beast now.”

The round-faced youth glanced at the dark-skinned youth and the others, looking somewhat hesitant, but still agreed and took out the green jade gui.

Seeing this, the dark-skinned youth's face darkened.

The purple-haired man, even more enraged, said coldly: “You have quite the nerve! Do you know who Senior Brother Ye Feng is, to speak to him in such a tone? If you know what's good for you, hand over this two-headed lion-eagle beast immediately, and we'll compensate you double the rental fee. Otherwise…”

“Oh? Otherwise, what?” Han Li's expression remained unchanged, a glint of sharp light flashing in his eyes. An indescribable aura emanated from him, forcing the purple-haired man to swallow the rest of his words.

He had been restraining his aura to avoid attracting attention, after all, a newly appeared True Immortal was quite conspicuous. But now it seemed that hiding too much wasn't necessarily a good thing; sometimes it invited unnecessary trouble.

With a shift in thought, Han Li took a step forward.

Boom!

A terrifying spiritual pressure radiated from him, causing the air to hum and tremble, forming visible ripples that swept toward Ye Feng and the others.

The sneers on the faces of the Body Integration cultivators instantly turned into shock and fear. Struck by the pressure, they stumbled backward repeatedly, retreating over ten zhang before they could barely steady themselves.

The purple-haired man flashed a yellow light and summoned a yellow ruyi-shaped magic treasure, which transformed into a yellow light shield to protect his body. But even he retreated seven or eight steps before barely managing to stand firm, the yellow shield rippling violently.

Only the dark-skinned youth, with a crackling sound, had silver arcs of lightning emerge and coil around his entire body, making him resemble a thunder god. He managed to withstand Han Li's immense pressure without being pushed back, though his face turned slightly pale.

Under Han Li's deliberate control, this overwhelming pressure affected only the dark-skinned youth and his group, not spreading elsewhere.

The two-headed lion-eagle beast, being a demon beast, was extremely sensitive to auras. It clearly sensed Han Li's terrifying presence, and its eyes filled with awe. Its massive body descended from the sky, prostrating on the ground, trembling.

At that moment, Han Li was startled, and a trace of barely perceptible delight flickered in his eyes as he looked at the dark-skinned youth.

Though very faint, this person actually carried a hint of Crab Daoist's aura.

Han Li took a deep breath, his expression instantly returning to normal, and the immense spiritual pressure vanished as well.

“A True Immortal…” The Body Integration cultivators finally managed to steady themselves, their bodies still weak, their eyes full of fear.

The purple-haired man was drenched in sweat, filled with regret.

He usually bullied others by relying on Ye Feng's name, but today he had truly bad luck, actually provoking a True Immortal.

The silver lightning on the dark-skinned youth dissipated, and his expression shifted uncertainly as he stood there in silence.

Although his strength was considerable, he knew his limits and understood that he was far from matching a True Immortal.

The scene fell silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

“Who is he, acting so arrogantly?” Han Li asked the round-faced youth in a calm tone.

“Elder Li, this is Ye Feng, a disciple of Elder Moxie from the Immortal Yuan Hall. He has already cultivated to the peak of Mahayana and is said to be planning to undergo tribulation to become an immortal in the coming years. He is a prominent figure among the inner disciples recently.” The round-faced youth said in a low voice.

“So he's a pride of the inner sect, no wonder he acts so ostentatiously. Let me ask you, do you want this two-headed lion-eagle beast?” Han Li smiled and said nonchalantly.

“Since this two-headed lion-eagle beast was first chosen by Elder Li, it is naturally yours. I was rude and reckless earlier. Please do not hold it against me, Elder, and forgive me.” Ye Feng now put on a smiling face and cupped his hands.

“You cultivate lightning techniques, and this two-headed lion-eagle beast possesses a strong lightning bloodline, so it's no wonder you want it. Although I am an elder, I am not one to bully the weak. How about this: I will stand here without moving, using no magic treasures, and receive one of your attacks. If you can make me move a single step, this two-headed lion-eagle beast is yours. What do you think?” Han Li said with a smile.

Ye Feng was startled, looking at Han Li in surprise, not understanding why he was suddenly showing goodwill.

But then it dawned on him: this person must have just heard from the round-faced youth that he was a disciple of Elder Moxie and felt constrained.

Elder Moxie was very famous among the inner elders, having reached the late True Immortal stage and in charge of the Immortal Yuan Hall. Since this person was an executive elder, he was probably a newly joined external rogue immortal with no background, so how could he dare to offend?

With this thought, Ye Feng's heart settled greatly, a warm smile appearing on his face as he cupped his hands and bowed to Han Li, saying:

"Since Elder Li is so kind, I will take the liberty to be presumptuous."

He had full confidence in his offensive power, at least; even if the opponent were a true immortal, so what?

The others, hearing their conversation, all stepped back, leaving a large open space.

Han Li flicked his sleeve, and dozens of yellow beams shot out, landing around them to form a huge translucent yellow light barrier, enveloping the two.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes flickered, and he suddenly let out a long cry, his hands forming hand seals.

Rumble!

Thick silver lightning bolts emerged on his body, emitting a tremendous thunderous roar.

The next moment, he opened his mouth, and a thumb-sized silver orb shot out, delicate and exquisite, but exuding a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation, with faint lightning flickering on its surface, hovering above his head.

As he raised his hands, the silver arcs on his body all converged toward the silver orb, which spun wildly and condensed into a massive silver lightning sphere a hundred zhang in size.

This lightning sphere was enormous, its surface dazzling with silver electric light, like a silver sun of lightning, radiating a fearsome lightning pressure.

Even through the yellow light barrier, the purple-haired man and others were affected by the terrifying pressure from the lightning sphere, retreating a few more steps, their eyes filled with awe.

Even the two-headed lion-eagle beast, separated by two layers of barriers, let out uneasy low growls.

Han Li looked at the silver lightning sphere, his expression calm, but his mind stirred.

Boom!

Without any visible movement, countless thick silver arcs suddenly emerged on his body as well, though slightly less bright than Ye Feng's, they were exceptionally lively, writhing up and down like countless spirit snakes.

Then, with a flash of purple light on Han Li, countless purple arcs appeared, exuding a wild and violent aura.

The auras of the silver and purple arcs were completely different, clearly two distinct types of lightning, yet they intertwined smoothly without any repulsion, even seeming to merge into one.

Rings of silver-purple lightning radiated from Han Li's body, rippling outward, their momentum no less imposing.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's expression changed; he hadn't expected Han Li to also be proficient in lightning power, and his control seemed even more refined.

His heart sank slightly, his face shifting between expressions, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.

Another layer of silver arcs emerged on his body, all merging into the lightning sphere above his head, causing it to expand further.

"Go!" Ye Feng swung his arms and hurled the massive silver lightning sphere violently toward Han Li.

In the blink of an eye, the huge lightning sphere appeared before Han Li, crashing down like a meteor, unleashing rings of invisible ripples.

Han Li's expression remained calm; his left hand, seemingly slow but actually fast, grasped the air.

Boom!

The silver and purple arcs on his body converged toward his arm, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long lightning giant sword, its surface covered with countless tiny silver-purple lightning runes, dancing wildly.

He swung his arm, and the lightning giant sword slashed horizontally, colliding with the huge lightning sphere.

A deafening explosion!

The two types of lightning intertwined, sending up a huge wave of air that swept outward, blocked by the surrounding yellow light barrier.

The lightning giant sword and the silver lightning sphere were momentarily locked in a stalemate, their power seemingly equal!

The recoil force sent Ye Feng's body trembling; he stumbled back several steps before steadying himself.

Han Li kept his right hand behind his back, his expression seemingly relaxed.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's face darkened; his hands moved like wheels forming seals, and he suddenly spat out a liquid-like silver light that merged into the huge lightning sphere.

The silver lightning sphere churned violently, its light flaring, and a dozen enormous silver lightning runes flew out from within.

Each lightning rune was the size of a millstone, exuding faint traces of law power, and shot toward the lightning giant sword like meteors.

Boom, boom, boom!

Each rune struck the lightning giant sword, causing it to shudder and shake, its surface light scattering somewhat.

After a dozen lightning runes bombarded in succession, the lightning giant sword's light dimmed considerably, but Han Li seemed not to notice, his eyes fixed on the silver lightning sphere, appearing somewhat distracted.