Chapter 86: Repelling the Enemy

"Ancestral God! Lord Ancestral God!"

The people of Wumeng Island, especially the younger ones, seeing the clan leader's actions, immediately burst into joyful tears, retreated some distance, and bowed to Han Li.

However, the older clansmen and the elders looked somewhat strange, seeming slightly hesitant.

"What are you standing there for? Why not pay respects to the Ancestral God?" Luo Feng glared at the elders and shouted in a deep voice.

"We... we pay respects to the Ancestral God!" Those people trembled and hurriedly bowed in Han Li's direction.

"Ancestral God?"

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly startled.

After the initial confusion, with his experience and insight, he naturally understood the situation at once. The human side, led by the slightly plump, refined man, was clearly being besieged by the alien race led by the purple-robed strongman. The situation was quite dire, even on the verge of defeat.

He hadn't expected that upon finally returning to the Immortal Realm, he would coincidentally encounter such a matter. If not for the fact that there was only one Great Vehicle cultivator here and no higher-level threats within a thousand miles that could endanger him, he would have left without a second word.

After all, no matter how fiercely they fought here, it had nothing to do with him.

Not far away in midair, Tuha looked at the suddenly appearing Han Li with an uncertain expression.

He had been just one step away from annihilating the humans of Wumeng Island, but at this critical moment, a change occurred.

"Clan leader, what should we do now? Should we go back and report..." A big man with a handlebar mustache at the Combined Movement stage approached Tuha and transmitted his voice.

"We've finally pushed these damned humans to this point; we can't give up halfway. Pass the order: fight to the death!" Tuha hesitated briefly, then gritted his teeth and transmitted.

"But if this man is truly the Ancestral God of Wumeng Island, I'm afraid we..." The mustached man said with some concern.

"Hmph! This man appeared so strangely and looks young. Whether he is the Ancestral God of Wumeng Island is still uncertain. Moreover, I observe his aura is weak; he must be heavily injured and nothing to fear. If we attack together and kill him on the spot, Wumeng Island will be finished!" Tuha's eyes flashed coldly as he transmitted in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure shot out like lightning, instantly appearing above Han Li, staring coldly at him.

The mustached man and three other Combined Movement aliens immediately followed, surrounding Han Li together with Tuha.

Han Li, however, stood with his hands behind his back, meeting Tuha's gaze without any change in expression.

Before either side made a move, the surrounding Hanjing tribesmen simultaneously let out a shout and launched an attack on the center of the square.

The Wumeng Island side immediately engaged, but their morale was quite high due to Han Li's appearance.

Luo Feng glanced around, then looked at Han Li, opening his mouth as if to say something, but Tuha made his move.

A large patch of blue light suddenly appeared on his body, condensing behind him into a mountain-sized blue python head phantom with a huge curved horn on its head.

As soon as the one-horned giant python formed, its huge mouth suddenly opened and sprayed fiercely at Han Li!

Countless blue ripples emerged, rolling and surging toward Han Li.

A strange cold force emanated from the blue ripples, and with a crackling sound, patches of ice crystals of varying thickness spread out, as if the void itself were frozen.

At the same time, Tuha grabbed at the air with both hands, and a large patch of blue light spun around, transforming into two blue short spears that flew out. On their surfaces, countless blue ice flames suddenly appeared, turning into two blue ice dragons over a hundred feet long, pouncing on Han Li from left and right.

Almost at the same time as Tuha's attack, the mustached man and the other three Combined Movement aliens also urged their magic treasures and struck at Han Li.

Seeing this, Han Li calmly raised one hand, extended a palm from his sleeve, and slapped it toward the blue ripples.

With a "boom!"

A terrifying invisible force turned into waves of air that collided with the blue ripples.

With a series of crisp crackling sounds, the blue ripples were shattered like dry weeds and vanished in an instant.

At that moment, a bone-chilling cold struck his face, and the two blue ice dragons, one on each side, pounced with bared fangs and claws.

Without even blinking, Han Li waved his other hand, and layers of ripples appeared in the void, as if an invisible giant hand had swept through.

With two "bang" sounds, the two ice dragons let out mournful cries, shattered inch by inch, reverted to two blue short spears, and were caught in Han Li's hand with a single gesture.

Seeing this, Tuha's face first turned pale, then his eyes showed an expression of disbelief.

Rumble!

The magic treasure attacks of the other four Combined Movement aliens also landed on Han Li, but a translucent light film appeared on his body surface, and with a slight flow of silver light tubes, all the treasure attacks were bounced off, his body not moving an inch.

"Impossible!" The four aliens, including the mustached man, changed color greatly and exclaimed, immediately sensing something was wrong.

But before they could react, Han Li waved his hand, and the two blue short spears in his hand turned into two blue shadows that flew out. In a flash, they pierced the chests of the mustached alien and another Combined Movement alien.

The moment the blue shadows struck the two, their bodies emitted a dazzling white light, but it could not stop the blue shadows at all; they were directly pierced. Then their bodies were torn into pulp by the force of the short spears, and even their Nascent Souls had no time to escape before they died on the spot.

Almost in the next instant, the void in front of the remaining two Combined Movement aliens flickered, and two blurry fist shadows emerged, striking their bodies like lightning.

The two had no time to react, but a layer of white light also appeared on their bodies, forming a light shield in an attempt to block the fist shadows.

With two "crack" sounds, the light shields were easily shattered, and then the fist shadows struck their bodies.

Two muffled explosive sounds rang out, and their bodies burst apart, turning into countless blood mists.

From Tuha and the others' attack to Han Li's effortless counter-kill of four Combined Movement aliens, less than a breath's time had passed.

By now, Tuha had already recovered from his shock and, without a word, turned into a white rainbow light, shooting into the distance at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the bracelet on his wrist flashed repeatedly, and several layers of various colored light shields appeared on his body, while his entire body was covered with a blue crystalline armor.

At that moment, Han Li let out a low snort.

As a result, Tuha, who had already flown hundreds of feet, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and his遁光 faltered. He stumbled and fell from midair.

But then, the seemingly ordinary jade pendant on his neck shattered with a "bang," turning into crystal clear green threads that vanished into his head in a flash.

Tuha felt a coolness in his mind and immediately regained consciousness.

But then a figure flickered in front of him; Han Li had taken the opportunity to cross hundreds of feet and appeared before him. Seven blue lights flashed on his chest and abdomen, and one arm suddenly thickened, forming a fist that punched at him.

Tuha was terrified and, almost without thinking, raised the blue greatsword in his hand to block in front of him.

With a "bang!"

His iron-tower-like body flew backward like a torn sack. Not only did the blue greatsword shatter inch by inch, but the several layers of light shields on his body also collapsed, and even the Hanjing crystal armor on him was covered with cracks.

Han Li raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of surprise, but then his figure blurred and appeared before Tuha like a shadow, punching at him again with great force.

A terrifying force arrived, causing the void to ripple.

"Kacha"

The Hanjing crystal armor on Tuha, along with the solid white light on his body, shattered like an egg. Then with a "噗" sound, without even time to scream, his physical body and his Nascent Soul turned into a pile of flesh.

A blue-glowing bracelet flew back from it and, with a flicker, landed steadily in Han Li's hand.

He swept his divine sense over it briefly, then directly threw it into his storage bracelet, before leisurely looking down.

The crowd around the square was now dead silent. Both the Hanjing tribe and Wumeng Island people stood dumbfounded, having already stopped fighting.

"The Ancestral God is mighty! Kill, drive all these aliens out of Wumeng Island!" Luo Feng was overjoyed and was the first to react, letting out a cheer!

"The Ancestral God is mighty!"

The people of Wumeng Island also came to their senses, letting out earth-shaking shouts, and charged at the Hanjing tribe with overwhelming momentum.

Although the Hanjing aliens still outnumbered the Wumeng Island people, with their clan leader and the four highest cultivators killed instantly, they were leaderless and lost all will to fight, being beaten back step by step.

Han Li naturally had no interest in pursuing the remaining Hanjing tribe. He flickered and landed back in the square, casually collecting the storage items of the four Combined Movement aliens.

At this time, in the square, except for those who had not yet returned from pursuing the enemy, almost everyone stared straight at Han Li. Someone suddenly shouted, "Welcome the arrival of Lord Ancestral God."

With a whoosh!

Everyone fell to their knees, shouting like a mountain and a tsunami. Clan leader Luo Feng also prostrated himself with utmost respect.

These people of Wumeng Island now all had the joy of surviving a disaster on their faces, and many even couldn't help but sob quietly.

But more than that, they looked at Han Li with worship and awe, as if mortals looking at a deity.

Han Li's gaze swept over the crowd, his expression extremely calm.

He did not immediately announce to everyone that he was not the Ancestral God they spoke of, nor did he take the opportunity to admit it. Instead, he moved his lips slightly and directly transmitted a few words to the clan leader Luo Feng.

The latter, upon hearing this, trembled slightly while still kneeling, then stood up and spoke to a few people beside him with a somewhat solemn expression:

"Elder Hu, you are responsible for treating the wounded and assessing the clan's casualties and losses. Elder Qi, you are responsible for the clan's vigilance, in case those aliens return... I will accompany Lord Ancestral God to the Ancestral God Pavilion. No one is to approach without my orders."

Everyone responded and respectfully accepted the orders.