Chapter 415: Disagreement at a Word

Han Li was slightly startled at the sight.

This cyan stone slab was none other than the strange slab that had recorded the first half of the Great Cycle Star Origin Art, obtained from Cold Flame Ancestor back then.

All the spiritual patterns on the slab's surface suddenly lit up, emitting dazzling starlight like a small nebula. As soon as it flew out, it seemed to be summoned and flew toward the distant starry light screen.

This item was quite valuable and had triggered such an anomaly, clearly extraordinary. How could Han Li just watch it fly away? He immediately reached out with one hand, fingers spread, and grabbed it.

The cyan slab's surface flickered with chaotic starlight, emitting a buzzing tremor, trying to break free.

Han Li glanced at his own trembling arm and his expression changed slightly. The slab's tremor was extraordinarily powerful. If not for his formidable physical strength, an ordinary True Immortal cultivator might not have been able to hold it.

But this momentary distraction caused a delay in the operation of the surrounding concealment technique, faintly revealing their figures.

"Who goes there!"

Cold Flame Ancestor and Xiong Shan had already sensed something amiss. Seeing two blurry figures suddenly appear near Han Li, they immediately formed hand seals, stopped channeling the five-colored light pillar, turned toward Han Li, and shouted in unison.

Lu Yuqing, seeing the imposing manner of Cold Flame Ancestor and the other, her pretty face changed slightly. She subconsciously stepped back two paces and couldn't help but look at Han Li.

Han Li frowned slightly and without hesitation waved his hand to dispel the concealment technique, revealing their two figures.

"If I remember correctly, you two entered the Immortal Mansion with the True Flame Sect. Why are you sneaking around following us?" Xiong Shan looked over the suddenly appearing Han Li and the other, and asked in a deep voice.

"This... this slab, you are... Fellow Daoist Han!" Cold Flame Ancestor's gaze fell on the cyan slab in Han Li's hand, and he exclaimed.

"Fellow Daoist Cold Flame, long time no see." Han Li smiled faintly.

As he spoke, he formed hand seals. A green light flashed on his hands, and countless green runes emerged, then all converged onto the cyan slab, forming a seal in an instant.

The light emitted by the cyan slab immediately dimmed by more than half, and it stopped trembling.

Han Li then flipped his hand and took out several talismans, unhurriedly pasting them onto the slab.

Only then did the light on the slab completely dissipate, and it calmed down.

He let out a light breath, flipped his hand, and put the slab away.

"Fellow Daoist Han? Does Fellow Daoist Cold Flame know this person?" Xiong Shan looked at Cold Flame Ancestor with suspicion and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand. We've only met a few times. I didn't expect to encounter him here." Cold Flame Ancestor said with a trace of unnaturalness on his face.

Hearing this, Lu Yuqing frowned slightly and glanced at Han Li.

"Even if you are old acquaintances, following us without a word is too disrespectful!" Xiong Shan's expression did not soften, and he said coldly.

"We just happened to see you two rushing in a hurry, and out of curiosity, we followed. I didn't expect you two to know the whereabouts of the Nethercold Hall. This palace is so large; I believe you two won't mind us joining in the fun, right?" Han Li said with a smile.

As he spoke, he casually formed a hand seal and pointed.

The cyan kite flying boat beneath his feet quickly shrank, soon turning into the size of a palm and flying into his sleeve.

At the same time, he waved his hand, and a stream of green light rolled out from his sleeve, wrapping around Lu Yuqing beside him, and landed not far in front of Xiong Shan and the other.

Hearing Han Li's words, Cold Flame Ancestor's face changed, and he couldn't help but look at Xiong Shan.

He had already experienced Han Li's strength back at the Sacred Puppet Sect and knew he was no match. Unless absolutely necessary, he did not want to clash with him again.

Xiong Shan's face also darkened, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. He suddenly shouted, "If you want the treasures in the Nethercold Palace, you'll have to see if you're up to it!"

As his voice fell, his robes bulged, and golden light burst forth around him. Thick golden sword qi shot out from his body, like countless flowers blooming simultaneously, converging into a torrent of sword qi that swept toward Han Li with astonishing momentum.

Each sword qi, originally about a foot long, now grew to nearly ten zhang, radiating dazzling golden light. Dozens of sword qi vaguely coalesced into a golden lotus, spinning as it descended toward Han Li.

Before the sword qi lotus arrived, the sharp sword intent had already surged over, enveloping Han Li and the other.

Before the sword lotus actually fell, Han Li felt a sharp pain all over his body, and a golden light flickered before his eyes, causing him to involuntarily hallucinate, seeing himself pierced by thousands of swords, blood splattering on the spot.

His heart tightened, and a certain secret technique in his mind instinctively activated. With a surge of his vast divine sense, the hallucination before him vanished.

But Lu Yuqing beside him now showed a terrified expression, her eyes hollow and vacant, as if completely overwhelmed by the fierce sword intent, her fighting spirit lost.

Han Li frowned slightly, his form flickering as he stood in front of Lu Yuqing. Eighteen points of starlight appeared on his chest and abdomen, and his whole body suddenly grew a bit taller. Without a word, he punched toward the void.

An indescribable tremendous force emerged, causing the void to twist and blur where it passed, with visible ripples spreading out.

The golden sword lotus's descent suddenly trembled, halted in midair, then shattered inch by inch, scattering into countless golden spiritual lights.

With the sword lotus's collapse, the immense sword intent also dissipated. Lu Yuqing's body trembled, and she gasped heavily, but her consciousness finally recovered.

Although her soul had been suppressed by the sword intent and her body couldn't move, her vision was unimpaired. She had clearly seen what happened around her.

Lu Yuqing silently breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Han Li's back before her, a complex expression flickering in her beautiful eyes.

The terrifying fist force from Han Li's punch only paused briefly, then continued to surge out with overwhelming force toward Xiong Shan.

Xiong Shan looked at the starlight-flickering punch before him, feeling the surrounding void tighten and his body stiffen. The air around him instantly became as solid as steel.

"This is... the Great Cycle Star Origin Art!" Xiong Shan's face changed several times. With a low shout, he formed a sword seal with one hand. A golden light flashed, and the golden long sword appeared.

With the golden sword in hand, the golden sword light around him blazed even brighter, and his entire aura rapidly rose, becoming sharp and unmatched.

With a thunderous shout, he moved his wrist, and the golden long sword spun sharply.

A sharp tearing sound rang out!

Several huge golden sword qi shot out in a crisscross pattern, swiftly slashing around, cutting through the invisible force around him.

Next, he chanted incantations, and the golden long sword flew out, emitting dazzling golden light, with countless golden runes tumbling within.

A giant golden sword hundreds of zhang in size materialized, radiating strong metal-attribute law fluctuations, and then slashed heavily into the void.

A thunderous roar of wind and thunder erupted!

The giant golden sword struck the fist force, producing a deafening explosion.

The sword light and fist force stalemated there, seemingly evenly matched, with sword qi and fist force constantly scattering in all directions, causing the nearby void to tremble.

Xiong Shan squinted his eyes, a barely perceptible cunning glint flashing in them.

The next moment, a ripple of void appeared behind Han Li, and a large golden banner materialized out of thin air.

The large banner was entirely golden, with golden rays shimmering on its surface, countless runes faintly visible, emitting waves of metal-attribute law fluctuations.

As soon as the golden banner appeared, it trembled, and the banner surface radiated ten thousand golden beams.

Chi chi chi!

Countless golden threads shot out from it, striking Han Li's unprotected back with lightning speed.

Lu Yuqing's pretty face changed drastically, but those golden threads were too fast. Before she could react, the countless golden threads had already appeared beside her and Han Li, seemingly about to pierce through them.

At that moment, starlight flickered on Han Li's body.

Seven star rings emerged from him, the Seven Luminaries Star Rings, shimmering with spiritual light, vaguely forming the Big Dipper formation behind them.

A vast expanse of dazzling starlight surged from the Seven Luminaries Star Rings, instantly condensing into a thick light wall.

A sound like raindrops hitting banana leaves rang out!

The light wall trembled, its surface punctured with countless tiny holes, but it blocked all the golden threads.

This scene made Xiong Shan's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

At this moment, another thunderous boom came from midair!

It was the result of the stalemate between the fist force and the giant sword.

Xiong Shan's giant golden sword spun and flew back, while the surging fist force also exploded and dissipated without a trace.

All this might take long to describe, but the exchange between the two was as swift as lightning.

Han Li stood firmly in place, appearing unflustered.

Xiong Shan, on the other hand, swayed and took two steps back before steadying himself.

He formed a hand seal and pointed, and the giant golden sword shrank by nearly half, hovering and dancing above his head.

Xiong Shan paid no attention to the giant sword, his eyes fixed solely on Han Li and the Seven Luminaries Star Rings behind him.

"You..." His face showed disbelief.

The appearance of the Seven Luminaries Star Rings was too timely, as if foreknown, effortlessly neutralizing his unstoppable killing move.

"Since you knew I was hiding nearby, did you think I wouldn't notice you secretly releasing this golden banner and hiding it in midair while breaking the restriction?" Han Li said with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Xiong Shan's face darkened again. He formed a hand seal and pointed once more.

The golden banner blurred and vanished from its spot, reappearing behind him the next moment.

"I wonder if you released this golden banner to deal with unknown dangers, or to use it against someone..." Han Li said with a half-smile, casting a meaningful glance at Cold Flame Ancestor not far away.

Cold Flame Ancestor was startled, then his face suddenly turned extremely ugly. His form flickered, and he teleported over a hundred zhang away, putting distance between himself and Xiong Shan.