Chapter 351: Encountering a Dispute on the Road

Beside a blue jade platform, an old man in a black robe sat cross-legged, surrounded by dozens of large and small blue jade plates that gently rose and fell from time to time.

At that moment, one of the jade plates suddenly trembled, and a strange glimmer flashed across its surface.

The old man immediately opened his eyes and looked toward that jade plate, his white brows twitching.

"Elder Chu, what's wrong?" a voice sounded. A person walked out from the darkness of the secret chamber, wearing a black brocade robe and a feathered crown. It was none other than Black Wind Island Lord Lu Jun.

Over the years, he appeared unchanged, his dignified face still full of authority.

"Reporting to the Island Lord, someone has just passed through the city-guarding grand formation," the black-robed old man said with a frown.

"Passed through? Did someone break the restrictions of the city-guarding formation?" Lu Jun raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Not broken, but used an extremely special escape technique to directly shuttle through," the black-robed old man said slowly.

"Shuttled through?" Lu Jun frowned.

"It should be a secret art capable of manipulating spatial power. Although your city-guarding grand formation can block ordinary escape techniques, it lacks spatial restrictions and is not perfect. It's normal for someone to shuttle through," another voice sounded, and another figure emerged from the darkness.

If Han Li were here, he would probably recognize at a glance that this person was none other than the sword-browed middle-aged man from that group during the day.

"I haven't heard of such a method before. Perhaps it's because the Black Wind Sea is remote, and I am ignorant," Lu Jun said, his dignified demeanor slightly diminishing as he showed a trace of respect toward the newcomer.

"Such secret arts are not common outside either. I didn't expect to encounter one here," the sword-browed middle-aged man said.

"Could it be someone from Green Feather Island?" the black-robed old man beside him said.

"Probably not. I've been in open and covert conflict with Green Feather True Person for so many years, and even he doesn't know such a technique. Otherwise, things wouldn't have been so peaceful all these years. I suspect it's some cultivator who teleported in from outside today," Lu Jun said thoughtfully.

"Let's hope this person has nothing to do with Green Feather Island and is just here to explore the Black Wind Sea out of curiosity," the black-robed old man nodded upon hearing this.

"Regardless, this person is not on our side. Having someone who can freely shuttle through the city-guarding restrictions is never a good thing," Lu Jun said with a slight frown.

"Island Lord Lu, don't worry too much. I happen to have a set of restrictions containing spatial power. Fellow Daoist Chu can add them to the city-guarding grand formation," the sword-browed middle-aged man said, flipping his hand to produce a stack of silver gleaming formation flags and plates, which he handed to the black-robed old man.

Feeling the faint spatial power fluctuations emanating from them, the black-robed old man's eyes lit up. He quickly took the set of formation tools and examined them closely.

"Then, many thanks to Fellow Daoist Feng," Lu Jun said, his face also showing delight as he cupped his hands.

"These are trivial matters, no need to mention them. How is that matter progressing?" the surnamed Feng middle-aged man changed the subject.

"Since receiving the message, I immediately sent people to strengthen defenses, ensuring that those from Green Feather Island won't get a single bit," Lu Yun said solemnly.

"The people from Green Feather Island are insignificant. The key is the Reincarnation Palace. If Green Feather Island truly has the Reincarnation Palace's involvement behind it, it will be troublesome. We must not be careless in the slightest!" the surnamed Feng middle-aged man said sternly.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, rest assured," Lu Jun nodded.

The surnamed Feng middle-aged man grunted in acknowledgment, gave a few more instructions, and then turned and walked away.

This man acted with a condescending attitude, yet Lu Jun and the other showed no signs of dissatisfaction from start to finish, as if this were perfectly normal.

"Island Lord, I can keep watch here alone. You should go back and rest for a while," the black-robed old man said.

Lu Jun shook his head, looking at the blue jade platform with a hint of worry on his face.

"Are you worried about Miss Yuqing?" the black-robed old man raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Alas, I'm always a bit worried about Yuqing leaving the island this time," Lu Jun sighed and said.

"Miss Yuqing also wants to share your worries. Besides, Liulan Island is not far from Black Wind Island. Miss has greatly improved her cultivation over the years; nothing will go wrong," the black-robed old man said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lu Jun seemed somewhat reassured and nodded.

…

In a sea area over a hundred thousand li outside Black Wind Island, golden lightning bolts suddenly appeared in the void, then coalesced into a golden lightning array.

In the center of the lightning array, amid intertwining electric arcs, Han Li's figure emerged.

He took a deep breath of the wet and salty sea breeze that hit his face, and his expression relaxed a bit.

He did not linger there. After composing himself for a moment, he flipped his hand to take out a jade slip and pressed it to his forehead—it was the map of the Black Wind Sea he had purchased back then.

After a while, he put away the jade slip, then flickered and flew off into the distance.

According to the information he had obtained earlier, the area near Black Wind Island was not very peaceful at the moment. Although with his current cultivation, Han Li naturally had nothing to worry about, he still kept a low profile as much as possible, carefully concealing his figure and flying not too fast.

One night passed quickly. The eastern sky gradually brightened, and a red sun rose. Countless golden scales appeared on the sea surface, exceptionally beautiful.

Speaking of which, the Black Wind Sea was Han Li's first stop after returning to the Immortal Realm, so he held a special sentiment for it, as if it were his hometown in the Immortal Realm. Thus, even the ordinary sunrise scenery felt quite unique to him.

But just then, his brows slightly lifted, and he turned his head to look to one side, a trace of surprise flashing deep in his eyes. He immediately halted his flying light.

For under his divine sense, several thousand li away in that direction, the spiritual energy fluctuations were intense, as if two groups of cultivators of no small strength were fighting.

He hesitated briefly, then still urged his flying light to speed toward that place.

As he flew, his figure gradually became transparent, the green light on his body vanished without a trace, and he transformed into a barely visible shadow.

With Han Li's current flying speed, a distance of several thousand li was crossed in an instant, and he arrived near the two groups.

His form flickered, and he directly concealed himself within a white cloud in midair, looking down below.

Below, the sea surface churned with towering waves, various colored spiritual lights shot into the sky, and the sounds of explosions and rumbles were continuous.

One of the two groups of cultivators wore the attire of Black Wind Island, with five people: two in the Great Vehicle stage and three in the Combined Movement stage.

One of the Great Vehicle stage cultivators was a young girl of about twenty, with delicate features, driving a green feather fan woven from feathers. With each fanning, she stirred up gusts of green wind.

The other Great Vehicle stage cultivator was a sallow-faced middle-aged man who looked somewhat gaunt and yellow. Above his head floated a blue mirror, from which thick blue beams shot out from time to time.

The three Combined Movement stage cultivators mainly surrounded the young girl, each driving their own magic treasures, seemingly intent on protecting her.

Opposing these Black Wind Island people were two cultivators wearing green feathered robes.

Although the Black Wind Island side had the numerical advantage, they were at an absolute disadvantage, because one of the two from Green Feather Island—a bald, burly man with a fleshy growth on his head—was actually a True Immortal stage cultivator.

At the moment, a pitch-black large banner floated before him, its surface bearing a black divine figure that looked very much like the legendary Thunder God.

As he formed hand seals, streaks of black lightning emerged from the black banner, spreading outward to form a sea of black thunder.

Thick black lightning bolts shot out from the thunder sea, easily shattering all attacks from the Black Wind Island group and forcing the five of them to retreat repeatedly.

Beside him, another cultivator appeared white-haired and ancient, with a goatee on his chin, exuding the aura of the Great Vehicle stage.

The old man drove two yellow spear magic treasures, which transformed into two yellow earth dragons, spitting out millstone-sized yellow light spheres to assist the bald man from the side.

Han Li's gaze fell on the young girl, a hint of surprise showing in his eyes.

This girl was none other than Lu Yuqing, the daughter of the Black Wind Island Lord, whom he had met once before.

"Miss Lu, I never thought that as the sole heir of Black Wind Island, you would dare to leave the island. Should I call you bold, or courting death?" The bald man sneered, forming hand seals and pointing.

Boom!

The thunder sea around him suddenly surged with light, and thick lightning bolts shot out, rapidly coalescing into five enormous lightning serpents dozens of feet long, which lunged at the five people with swaying heads and tails.

Lu Yuqing's expression changed. With a sharp cry, the green feather fan flew back into her hand. The fan's spiritual light blazed, and every feather spread open as she fiercely fanned it.

A great roaring sound arose, and a deep green hurricane surged out from the fan, enveloping the five giant lightning serpents.

Within the giant hurricane, countless green light threads could be faintly seen. The lightning serpents, caught in the green hurricane, immediately slowed down considerably.

The sallow-faced middle-aged man beside her quickly formed hand seals. The blue mirror before him suddenly flared with light and expanded to several dozen feet in size.

A massive blue beam shot out, enveloping four of the lightning serpents. Intense cold emanated from the blue beam.

Crack!

With a flash of blue light, the beam transformed into a giant blue iceberg, freezing the four lightning serpents inside.

"Miss Yuqing, flee quickly! We'll hold this man off!" the sallow-faced man shouted to Lu Yuqing upon seeing this.

At the same time, he frantically formed hand seals, and the blue mirror flashed repeatedly, shooting out thick blue beams at the two opponents.

The other three Combined Movement stage cultivators also showed resolute expressions, madly driving their magic treasures to attack the two from Green Feather Island.

Lu Yuqing's eyes showed a struggle, then she gritted her teeth, turned, and transformed into a green flying light, shooting off into the distance.

"Hmph! Trying to escape?" the bald man sneered, changing his hand seal.

The five lightning serpents within the iceberg flashed with lightning, then violently exploded, turning into thick lightning bolts that tore the blue iceberg apart.

After tearing apart the blue iceberg, the black lightning did not stop but wove into a large lightning net, swiftly enveloping the sallow-faced man and the others.

Crackle!

The group was caught in the lightning net, and arcs of electricity immediately coursed over their bodies, charring them black all over.

Taking advantage of the bald man trapping the four, the goateed old man immediately transformed into a yellow streak, rapidly chasing after Lu Yuqing.