Chapter 702: Teach a Lesson

Not long after Yun Zhao finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly came from within the Gray Lizard clan's tent:

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

The voice was not loud, and carried no emotion, filled with an unquestioning tone that instantly silenced the somewhat noisy scene. Everyone's eyes were first drawn to the tent, then turned to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao's pupils contracted, his gaze fixed on the direction of the Gray Lizard clan's tent, but his face showed no expression, as if lost in thought.

The atmosphere nearby suddenly became somewhat tense.

"You certainly have a big mouth, but hiding and showing your head is no skill. If you have the ability, show yourself," Yun Zhao said after a brief silence, letting out a cold laugh.

But before his words faded, a gray light shot out from the tent, instantly crossing the sky and appearing before Yun Zhao, transforming into a gray sword light that stabbed down.

Yun Zhao's expression changed drastically. He let out a furious roar, and black light burst from his body, instantly turning into countless black flames that attached to him, protecting him within.

Countless twisted faces emerged from the black flames, emitting piercing screams.

But at that moment, the gray sword light mercilessly slashed down, and at the same time blurred, turning into nine identical sword lights that struck from all directions.

The black flames disintegrated upon contact with the sword light, failing to function at all.

"Ah!" Yun Zhao was terrified. He opened his mouth and spat, a black light flashing within.

But before he could spew anything, the nine sword lights had already pierced his body.

Yun Zhao let out a miserable cry. Nine bloody holes had appeared on his body, and he fell to the ground.

The nine sword lights flashed and vanished without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

The entire scene fell into dead silence!

Everyone nearby was dumbfounded, mouths agape, staring at the scene before them, momentarily unable to react.

After all, in their minds, Yun Zhao, at the early True Immortal stage, was an extremely powerful existence, a true immortal. Yet he was struck down in a single encounter, without even the power to fight back. Just how powerful was the one who struck?

They could not imagine, nor dared to think.

The shock in their hearts at this moment was beyond imagination.

Now, everyone's gaze toward the Gray Lizard clan people was completely different.

And the Gray Lizard clan members, including Chief Xi Yan, after a brief moment of stunned silence, were both surprised and delighted. Looking at the fallen Yun Zhao, they felt a sense of relief.

"Xi Yan, don't delay any longer. Set up camp quickly." A cold voice came from within the tent again.

"Yes!" Xi Yan was overjoyed and quickly agreed, waving his hand.

The Gray Lizard clan members, their faces flushed with excitement, continued moving forward.

The Winged Snake clan ahead quickly moved aside, and two Mahayana elders lifted Yun Zhao from the ground and retreated to the side.

Some True Immortal existences from other nearby clans also looked toward the tent, their faces showing reverence.

That sword strike just now was swift as thunder, and its power was fearsome. They felt they could hardly withstand it.

"Who dares to cause trouble here!" At that moment, a roar exploded like thunder. White light flashed in midair, and several figures appeared. They were the people from the Three Miao Lords, and the one roaring was none other than Miao Kui.

But beside Miao Kui, there was now a young woman in a white robe.

She wore a five-colored phoenix crown on her head, her facial features almost identical to humans, with no alien characteristics. In terms of appearance, she was a rare beauty even among humans, but her expression was extremely indifferent, giving a sense of inaccessibility.

Xi Yan's expression changed immediately upon seeing them appear.

To maintain order during the Tamuda Conference, there was a rule forbidding private fights.

However, the various clans on the June Grasslands were hot-blooded and prone to fighting, and disputes often occurred. But as long as no one died, the people of the Three Miao Lords usually turned a blind eye. Why had they appeared now?

"Envoy Miao, this matter has its reasons..." Xi Yan hurriedly stepped forward.

"Xi Yan, you Gray Lizard clan just arrived and immediately stir up trouble. Do you not want to participate in the Tamuda Conference?" Miao Kui coldly interrupted Xi Yan.

"I wouldn't dare..." Xi Yan quickly lowered his head.

"Then hand over the one who started the fight." Miao Kui snorted, his gaze turning to the Gray Lizard clan's tent.

"This..." Xi Yan hesitated, the scene he most feared had come to pass.

Miao Kui raised his eyebrows, about to lose his temper.

"I am the one who acted. You can come at me, but if you want to arrest me, you'll have to see if you have the ability." At that moment, a voice came from within the tent.

The white-robed young woman looked toward Han Li's tent, her brows slightly furrowed.

Miao Kui's eyes flashed like lightning, and he moved as if to act.

"It's just a small matter, no need for a big fuss. Take Chief Yun Zhao to heal his wounds. I'll handle this." The white-robed young woman raised her hand to stop Miao Kui and said calmly.

Her voice was as pleasant as an oriole's, indescribably melodious, and gave a sense of peace and tranquility.

The murderous aura that had been lingering around began to recede rapidly as she spoke.

"Yes."

Miao Kui seemed quite respectful toward the white-robed young woman. Although he looked somewhat reluctant, he nodded in agreement, flashed down to the ground, quickly picked up Yun Zhao, and flew away into the distance.

"I am Miao Xiu. Your divine skill is astonishing. May I ask which eminent person has arrived? Would you do me the honor of meeting?" The white-robed young woman looked toward Han Li's tent and slightly cupped her hands.

"No need. I am but a passerby, here by chance to witness the Tamuda Conference. I will leave soon. It's better if we don't meet." After a brief silence, a cold voice came from within the tent.

The nearby crowd showed surprise upon hearing this, buzzing with discussion.

On the June Grasslands, the Three Miao Lords were heaven. Someone dared to refuse them to their face, unless they were tired of living.

"If you are unwilling to show yourself, I will not force you. However, the Tamuda Conference is a grand event on our June Grasslands. Please restrain your behavior. The magnanimity of our Three Miao Lords has its limits. Please conduct yourself with dignity." The white-robed young woman's face remained calm as water, neither pleased nor angry. She turned into a beam of white light and flew into the distance.

With Miao Xiu's departure, the nearby clans that had been watching also dispersed, but their gazes toward the Gray Lizard clan were completely different from before.

Only then did Xi Yan's tense heart slowly relax. He immediately led the Gray Lizard clan forward.

Inside the tent, Han Li's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a slight relief.

Given the strength of him and Shi Chuankong, although they were not afraid of the Three Miao Lords, and if they wanted to escape, no one could stop them, their purpose in staying was for something else. Naturally, avoiding conflict was better.

The Gray Lizard clan soon arrived at their designated spot and began to set up camp.

Before long, Xi Yan came to Han Li's tent, his face full of gratitude, and performed a grand bow, saying solemnly: "Thank you, immortal, for your help in saving my Gray Lizard clan from humiliation. This great kindness, my clan will never forget. In the future, if the immortal has any orders, my Gray Lizard clan will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Xi Feng, who was also in the tent, knelt down in gratitude.

"Chief Xi Yan, you are too kind. Please rise." Han Li waved his hand.

Xi Yan thanked him again before standing up.

The Gray Lizard clan had been oppressed countless times, and today they finally vented their anger. The morale of the entire tribe soared.

Yun Zhao had always bullied the weak and feared the strong. With such a severe injury today, he would surely not dare to oppress the Gray Lizard clan as before, and their days would be much better.

"Do the two immortals have any business at the Tamuda Conference? I would be happy to assist," Xi Yan said eagerly.

"We are just here to look around. No need for your help. You may leave now." Han Li waved his hand.

"Yes." Xi Yan and the other did not dare to disobey and quickly withdrew.

As soon as they left, Han Li immediately took out a black robe and put it on, then took out a hat-like artifact and put it on, covering himself completely.

Shi Chuankong also slightly changed his appearance, concealing his form.

The small conflict just now was just an interlude. Their main purpose was to gather information about the Gray Realm through the Tamuda Conference. Appearing in human form was inconvenient, so it was better to conceal themselves.

In the trading area, there were also many people in disguise, so they would not stand out.

The two exchanged glances, their figures flickered slightly, and they turned into two black shadows that sank into the ground and disappeared. The next moment, they appeared near the trading area.

From a distance, it hadn't been very clear. This trading area was extremely large, covering dozens of miles in radius, divided into sections with many '回'-shaped paths.

Most of the items on the stalls were various ores, Gray Beast materials, spiritual herbs, and other raw materials, all in great quantities.

Countless people flowed through, selecting what they needed.

"This conference is indeed lively." Han Li looked at the scene before him, a smile appearing on his face.

Shi Chuankong also looked at everything before him, a strange excitement in his eyes.

"This place is large. Let's split up and gather information separately. It will be more efficient." Han Li transmitted his voice.

"Alright." Shi Chuankong nodded in agreement, turned, and walked in one direction.

Han Li wandered through the trading area, looking at the various stalls, and soon stopped in front of a large clan's stall.

The quality of the items on this stall was excellent. Behind the stall stood three burly men with human bodies and tiger heads, each over two zhang tall, exuding a strong sense of pressure. They were all at the Mahayana stage.

On his way here, Han Li had studied many Gray Lizard clan texts and could now identify many clans on the grasslands by their characteristics.

These three should be from the Yin Tiger clan, a major clan with a very high ranking on the June Grasslands, far superior to the Gray Lizard clan. The kind of incident where they were blocked on the road would never happen to this clan.