Chapter 675

To be honest, Han Li currently had no particular thoughts about the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique" coveted by the Heavenly Court, since he had already obtained the complete text of the "True Word Dharma Wheel Sutra." According to its description, if he could continue cultivating it, it would be enough to allow him to reach the Da Luo stage.

Although the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique" was the highest secret canon of the True Word Sect, its cultivation requirements were inevitably high, and the process would by no means be simple. The best might not necessarily be the most suitable for oneself.

At the same time, he understood the principle of biting off more than one could chew. If he abandoned his previous cultivation every time he obtained a better technique, he would end up accomplishing nothing.

Currently, he urgently needed to enhance his strength and cultivation realm in order to establish a foothold and protect himself in this increasingly chaotic True Immortal Realm. Only by staying alive could he consider other matters.

Of course, he still harbored some curiosity about this technique. If he truly had the chance to glimpse it, he naturally would not mind.

As the two talked, they had already flown a considerable distance. The terrain ahead gradually became flat, shifting from undulating mountain ranges to rolling hills.

Moreover, these hills were quite peculiar; most of them stood in pairs like camel humps, for reasons unknown.

Although the terrain had changed, the vegetation and plants on the hills remained extremely lush.

"The spiritual energy of various plants here is unusually abundant. Which domain of the True Word Sect does this belong to?" Han Li asked, looking at the terrain below.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Li has a considerable understanding of the True Word Sect's geography?" Re Huo Zun Zhe said, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.

"Li obtained a simplified map of the True Word Sect some time ago and has a general idea of the area," Han Li explained.

"I see. This is the Wood Emperor Domain of the True Word Sect, but it's on the edge of the domain, so there isn't much of value. We're now heading toward the central area, where there are many medicinal gardens. I hope they weren't destroyed in the war back then," Re Huo Zun Zhe nodded and said with a sigh.

"I'll leave everything to your arrangements," Han Li nodded.

With clear visibility here, the two gradually increased their flying speed, transforming into one red and one green beam of light shooting forward, soon disappearing into the distant horizon.

...

Meanwhile.

Above a desolate ruin shrouded in white mist, a purple rainbow light streaked past, leaving blurred afterimages in the void. Close behind, two other beams of light traveled together in hot pursuit.

Within the rainbow light ahead, a handsome young man with curly white hair and a purple robe was frowning as he sped forward, his purple eyes flickering with some disgust as he occasionally glanced back.

More than ten miles behind him, a short, bald old man with a hunched back and neck, along with a man in white Confucian robes, had their flying lights linked together, jointly propelling a narrow flying shuttle as they rapidly pursued.

These two were none other than Lu Wuliang, the palace master of the Yuanjing Immortal Palace, and Zhao Zhen, the supervising immortal envoy stationed at Zeyuan City in the Fuze Immortal Domain. The one being desperately chased ahead was Shi Chuankong, who had been separated from Han Li and the others.

"I didn't expect this kid's comprehension of the Space Law to have reached such a level. His speed is truly bizarre. Even with the two of us jointly driving this seventh-grade immortal shuttle, we've chased him for so long without capturing him," Lu Wuliang said with a frown.

"That's fine. Actuating the three supreme laws consumes a lot of immortal spiritual power. His speed has already dropped significantly compared to before, clearly showing signs of exhaustion. He shouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Besides, this True Word Sect ruins are in such a state; the landmass we're on probably isn't very large. Once we force him to the edge, he'll have nowhere to run," Zhao Zhen said calmly.

"What Fellow Daoist Zhao says is true. He's already a turtle in a jar; it's only a matter of time before he falls into our hands," Lu Wuliang chuckled.

"The biggest problem now is how to deal with him once we catch him," Zhao Zhen said, a hint of hesitation appearing on his face as he fully drove the shuttle.

"Oh? Why such concern?" Lu Wuliang frowned in confusion.

"Palace Master Lu probably doesn't know yet. This person appeared in Jukun City before and even fought with Fellow Daoist Su Liu. According to him, this person's identity seems somewhat troublesome..." Zhao Zhen said slowly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, don't beat around the bush. We're at this point; you might as well speak plainly," Lu Wuliang was startled and quickly said.

"Guangyuan Zhai... This person has connections with Guangyuan Zhai, and his status seems quite high. Unfortunately, I can't contact Fellow Daoist Su Liu now, otherwise I could confirm the exact answer," Zhao Zhen murmured.

Lu Wuliang's eyes flickered upon hearing this, as if he also found it troublesome.

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again: "Since the enmity has already been formed, it's not realistic to back out now. Anyway, we're in this True Word Sect ruins; we might as well go all the way and beat him until his soul is scattered, leaving no evidence."

"Hmm, I'm afraid that's the only option," Zhao Zhen nodded after a moment's thought.

As the two were speaking, they suddenly saw the purple light ahead make a turn and descend toward a wide valley below. They quickly urged their shuttle downward in pursuit.

At the entrance of the valley, two towering peaks faced each other, with many hollowed-out openings carved into them, looking like fortresses for stationed guards. Various mantras and runes were inscribed around them, and there seemed to have been some restrictions, but now they were mostly damaged, with even the right peak half-collapsed.

After Zhao Zhen and the other entered the valley, they chased inward and saw a figure on a large white stone square inside, setting up something around a black round stone in the center of the square.

"This kid actually dares to stop and set up means to deal with us?" Lu Wuliang said in surprise.

"We must not be careless. This person cultivates the Space Law and cannot be judged by common sense," Zhao Zhen frowned and said gravely.

"Whatever he plans to do, we just need to stop him from succeeding," Lu Wuliang said with a smirk.

With that, his figure flickered, and a yellow spiritual domain suddenly expanded around him, instantly covering an area of a thousand zhang.

Then his body leaped out, his skin turning earthy brown as if dried up, and his entire body suddenly became heavier, as if increasing in weight a thousandfold, crashing down toward Shi Chuankong like a meteorite.

Zhao Zhen's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing, only staring intently downward.

"Boom, boom, boom"

Lu Wuliang's body descended rapidly, the wind it brought roaring like thunder, accompanied by a solid powerful pressure that compressed the air within his spiritual domain, causing it to collapse downward.

Just as he was about to smash onto the white stone square and crush Shi Chuankong into pieces, a layer of silver light spread without warning, expanding into a silver spiritual domain that instantly enveloped an area of several zhang.

Lu Wuliang felt his vision blur, and the surrounding space seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy steam, becoming somewhat blurred and distorted. The next moment, his figure crashed heavily to the ground with a deafening roar.

"Rumble..."

Dust and smoke rose from the earth. Within an area of nearly a thousand zhang, rocks shattered and debris flew, the entire ground sank nearly a hundred zhang, leaving a huge pit in the ground.

Zhao Zhen, watching this sudden scene from high above, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

From his perspective, Lu Wuliang was clearly heading straight for the white stone square, but his body had clearly landed outside it.

He quickly descended and met Lu Wuliang as he flew out of the deep pit.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what happened?" Zhao Zhen asked hastily.

"Heh... This kid really has some tricks. Just as I was about to land, he used some kind of spatial translocation technique, shifting me off course. But no matter, I'll use a technique to trap him so he can't cast spells, and then you can kill him," Lu Wuliang said with a dry laugh.

"Then I'll leave it to you..." Zhao Zhen said doubtfully, looking toward Shi Chuankong.

Lu Wuliang nodded and was about to form hand seals when they saw the purple-robed youth suddenly turn around to face them, grinning provocatively.

Then, with one hand, he flipped his palm to reveal a miniature compass the size of a fist, and with the other hand, he condensed a drop of pale silver blood essence and dabbed it onto the compass.

All the spiritual patterns on the miniature compass lit up one by one, then emitted a brilliant silver light, from which waves of intense spatial fluctuations emanated.

At the same time, around the black round stone behind Shi Chuankong, a circular formation lit up, emitting a dazzling silver light that made Zhao Zhen and the other's eyes sting, forcing them to look away.

When the silver light flashed and faded, two figures appeared within the silver light formation.

The one on the left had a graceful figure and flowing hair, her face covered by a white veil. She was none other than the young魔族 woman Feng Lin. Beside her stood a flamboyant young man with purple hair tied high and wearing a bright red feathered robe.

"Greetings, Young Master," the two immediately bowed respectfully as soon as they appeared.

Shi Chuankong casually threw away the smoking, completely destroyed miniature compass and asked with a frown, "Why are there only the two of you? Where is Old Man Jing?"

"Reporting to Young Master, after entering the ruins, I got separated from Old Man Jing and Zi Qing..." Feng Lin quickly said.

"Young Master, when Old Man Jing and I were exploring a ruin earlier, we either triggered some restriction or were ambushed by another force. Old Man Jing was swallowed by a sudden gray mist and disappeared without a sound, without even putting up a fight. Seeing the situation was bad, I withdrew first. Before I could go back to check, I was brought here by Young Master's spatial relocation disk..." said the flamboyant youth named Zi Qing, his gaze slightly restrained as he cupped his hands.