Chapter 507: Who Do You Want to Kill?

"What exactly is the miraculous effect of this Taiyi Pill? Judging by how eagerly Luo Qinghai and the others are chasing after it, it doesn't seem like a mere top-grade healing pill." Seeing Hu Yan Daozi turn around, Han Li suddenly transmitted his voice.

"This Taiyi Pill is naturally not a healing pill; it is an ultimate elixir that all Golden Immortal cultivators dream of but can hardly obtain!" Hu Yan Daozi explained.

"Its name is Taiyi; could it really be related to advancing to the Taiyi realm?" Han Li's heart stirred as he said.

"Correct! The most crucial effect of the Taiyi Pill is to help Golden Immortal peak cultivators resist the Fifth Decline Tribulation." Hu Yan Daozi nodded.

"I see."

Han Li listened, feeling secretly delighted. The importance of the Taiyi Pill to Golden Immortals was no less than that of the Golden Soul Pill to True Immortals, and its value was even greater.

The Taiyi Pill he had obtained in the end was clearly the highest-grade pill in the entire furnace, so its effects went without saying.

Hu Yan Daozi put away Ouyang Kuishan's corpse and, together with Yun Ni, flew toward the remaining halberd-wielding puppet.

Han Li straightened up, checked his physical condition, gripped the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords tightly, and exchanged a glance with Jiao San, signaling her to prepare to act.

At that moment, a dull rumble came from the golden throne, and the entire hall trembled.

Although the hall collapsed, the throne area remained completely unharmed.

The corpse on the throne suddenly sat upright, emitting an intense gray light from its entire body.

As if sensing something, the golden light barrier also burst forth with a surge of golden light. Countless palm-sized golden runes emerged, linking together into a sheet.

But this could not stop the gray light; piercing gray rays shot out from the gaps between the runes, casting a hazy gray glow around.

"Haha... haha..." A burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from within the golden light barrier.

The laughter was not loud, but a sharp pain stabbed into the minds of everyone present, as if countless red-hot steel needles were piercing their souls.

Startled, everyone quickly activated their techniques to protect their souls and retreated backward.

Han Li's eyes flickered, and he also shot backward.

Gongshu Jiu was also startled, ceasing his pursuit of the others, and turned his gaze toward the golden light barrier.

A white shadow flashed, and Xue Ying landed beside Gongshu Jiu, also following his gaze toward the golden light barrier.

Inside the golden light barrier, gray light churned. Nine streams of smoke-like gray light shot out from within, coiled around the nine golden stone pillars beside the throne, and gave a slight squeeze.

With a "crack," the nine stone pillars were easily snapped.

The golden light barrier immediately trembled violently, cracks appearing on its surface before it shattered with a "bang."

Amid the rain of golden light, a figure walked slowly through the void, his robes fluttering as if he were an immortal. It was the middle-aged Daoist from the throne.

This man had a faint smile on his lips and walked with his hands behind his back, a faint gray light surrounding his body, making him appear no different from an ordinary cultivator.

The only peculiar feature was that the middle-aged Daoist's eyes were gray, with no visible pupils or whites, hazy and extremely eerie.

Gongshu Jiu's expression changed immediately upon seeing the middle-aged Daoist's face, showing both surprise and confusion.

"Uncle Gongshu, do you know this person?" Xue Ying asked from beside him.

"I never expected to find a Gray Immortal here. This trip was truly worthwhile." Gongshu Jiu stared at the middle-aged Daoist like an eagle, speaking with a hint of gravity.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qinghai, Hu Yan Daozi, and the others all changed expression.

Luo Qinghai, as if avoiding a viper, without a word waved his hand to emit a watery blue light that enveloped the Cangliu Palace disciples and retreated far away.

The white-haired Golden Immortal from Candao Sect also immediately flew backward, increasing the distance between himself and the middle-aged Daoist.

Hu Yan Daozi and Yun Ni exchanged glances and also retreated some distance.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Han Li's heart stirred. He flickered and retreated to Hu Yan Daozi's side, transmitting his voice to inquire: "Brother Hu Yan, what exactly is a Gray Immortal?"

The remnant soul old Daoist had told him some things about Gray Immortals and the Gray Realm, but not in detail. Judging by everyone's reaction, they seemed extremely fearful of Gray Immortals.

"Brother Li, you may not know this. Our Northern Cold Immortal Domain was originally called the Nether Cold Immortal Domain. In ancient times, due to a world-destroying war, the entire domain split in two, leading to the current situation. The cause of that war was the invasion of Gray Immortals. Gray Immortals are beings that take immortals as their enemies; their origin is unknown, but it is said they can devour immortals. In that war, all the sects and forces of the Nether Cold Immortal Domain united, with help from other domains, to repel the Gray Immortals, but nearly half the sects in the domain were destroyed, and many races went extinct. Since then, there have been no reports of Gray Immortals appearing." Hu Yan Daozi said rapidly.

"Such a major event—why have I never heard of it before?" Han Li's heart tightened as he asked further.

"That war was too long ago, and the Heavenly Court has deliberately covered it up. So now, in the entire Northern Cold Immortal Domain, only top sects like Candao Sect and Cangliu Palace have records of that war. You are young and have been in the sect for a short time; naturally, you wouldn't know such classified matters." Hu Yan Daozi continued.

Upon hearing this, Han Li's mind involuntarily recalled what the remnant soul old Daoist had said, verifying each point, and he nodded.

At that moment, a streak of dark red light shot down and landed beside the middle-aged Taoist, revealing the figure of Jiao San, who slightly bowed to the middle-aged Taoist in greeting.

"Congratulations, True Person Moyu, on your return to the Immortal Realm!"

Seeing this, Luo Qinghai and the others were startled.

They had not expected that this person from the Reincarnation Hall would also have dealings with this gray immortal.

At this moment, Han Li looked at the middle-aged Taoist with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He had already learned from the remnant soul of the old Taoist that the Reincarnation Hall was colluding with the gray immortals, so he was not particularly shocked that Jiao San was connected to a gray immortal.

However, he had only half-believed what the old Taoist's remnant soul had said before. Now, the latter had used some unknown means to forcibly possess this living corpse, which seemed to be the "Moyu" he had mentioned back then.

According to the remnant soul of the old Taoist, Moyu was the name of a Taiyi gray immortal who had triggered the gray immortals' invasion of the Beiming Immortal Domain.

But the old Taoist had said that Moyu was a female disciple under Immortal Lord Minghan, yet the person before him was clearly male.

What was going on?

Han Li's thoughts churned, and his eyes flickered.

"So you are that Moyu from back then? So you have been hiding in Minghan Palace all along!" Gongshu Jiu's face suddenly stiffened upon hearing this.

"Oh, so someone remembers me. By the way, who are you?" The middle-aged Taoist paid no heed to Gongshu Jiu, as if he hadn't seen him, and glanced at Jiao San before speaking.

"Reincarnation Hall, Jiao San." Jiao San replied.

As soon as he spoke, red light flickered around him, and his appearance and figure rapidly changed, transforming in an instant into a graceful woman in a red dress, though her face was hidden behind a crimson dragon mask.

"Jiao San? I owe you this favor. Tell me, who do you want dead?" Moyu swept his gaze around and then said.

Upon hearing this, Jiao San did not speak but lightly pointed a finger in Gongshu Jiu's direction before stepping aside.

Moyu turned his gaze toward Gongshu Jiu, smiled faintly, but paused for a moment on Han Li.

"Kid, how did you end up in such a sorry state in such a short time? What a waste of the Supreme Law. Wait until I repay this debt of gratitude, then we'll chat." Moyu looked at Han Li's disheveled appearance and chuckled.

The others present looked toward Han Li upon hearing this, a hint of strangeness in their expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what exactly is your relationship with this gray immortal?" Hu Yan transmitted his voice.

"It's a long story. I happened to meet him in some palace and brought him out. Whether he is friend or foe remains to be seen." Han Li smiled bitterly and replied via voice transmission.

"Could it be that you really entered the legendary Yuehua Hall?" Hu Yan's eyes widened.

"It seems so, now." Han Li said.

At this moment, Moyu's gaze fell once again on Gongshu Jiu.

"I, Moyu, always repay kindness. So I must apologize to this esteemed immortal. May I ask, how would you like to die?" Moyu said, a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Hmph! You've just returned your soul to its place, and your cultivation base is unstable. Are you trying to stall for time to recover? How naive!" Gongshu Jiu sneered, formed hand seals, and white mist churned before him. Ten white figures materialized, each several times larger than before, and shot toward Moyu.

"Oh dear, this is terrible! You saw through that. Have all the supervisory envoys become this clever?" Moyu seemed to flail about, but then a gray light shot from his palm, and he said with a serious expression:

"Actually, to kill you, I only need one move!"

As his words fell, with a "bang," the gray light suddenly exploded, transforming into countless gray threads that emitted a hissing sound.

These gray threads were extremely fast and numerous, densely covering a space of several hundred zhang, instantly piercing through all the white figures without missing a single one.

The ten white figures, pierced by the gray threads, immediately halted, then exploded on the spot, scattering into mist.

Han Li and the others were astonished. These gray threads were so powerful that they had instantly destroyed the ten white figures that had given them such a hard time.

After piercing the white figures, the gray threads did not stop but continued to shoot toward Gongshu Jiu in a overwhelming wave.

Seeing this, Gongshu Jiu showed no sign of panic. He opened his mouth and spat out a ball of white light, which spun and transformed into a white ancient mirror.

The surface of the ancient mirror blazed with white light, and countless runes flew out, swirling and forming a thick white cocoon that tightly protected his body.

Seeing this, Moyu changed his hand seal.

All the gray threads suddenly brightened and converged toward one point, transforming in an instant into a bowl-thick gray light arrow.

A strong, chilling aura emanated from the light arrow, an aura completely different from any law, yet no less formidable.

Around the light arrow, spiral gray lights appeared, spinning rapidly, emitting a terrible whistling sound, and its speed increased severalfold.