Chapter 952: Divine Object of Mystic Cultivation

Chen Yang flickered and vanished into the rolling blood mist behind him. Soon, strange sounds came from within, like dragon roars or thunderclaps, continuous and unending.

Before long, a vast aura spread out from a central point in all directions, causing the nearby sea of mist to churn and surge even more violently.

The others, including Shi Chuankong, saw this and their expressions varied.

A gleam of light flashed in Han Li's eyes. From the commotion, the Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud was indeed a divine object. After Chen Yang directly swallowed it, his physical cultivation had improved considerably in a short time, the effect exceeding his expectations.

At that moment, Shi Chuankong and Xuan Yuanxing moved, leaving the group first, heading left and right into the depths of the blood mist.

Sun Tu followed closely, darting in another direction, with Fang Chan, who followed his lead, right behind.

After a brief hesitation, Han Li's figure flickered and instantly disappeared from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, all of Han Li's party had vanished.

Zhu Ziqing looked eager to leave, but was pulled back by his elder brother Zhu Ziyuan. Just as he was about to complain, E Kuai's voice rang out:

"It's fine for you all to search for the Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, but don't spread out too far, lest you get lost. Moreover, our primary task is to reach the forbidden land. Compared to the Saint Remains, mere Sulfur Flame Blood Clouds are nothing. Don't sacrifice the essentials for the trivial."

Sun Tu and the others replied from afar, but none turned back.

Seeing this, E Kuai frowned slightly.

"City Lord, these people are greedy and unruly. They can no longer be indulged," Fu Jian snorted and rebuked.

"With such a treasure as the Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud before them, it's inevitable they are tempted. Let them be. Fortunately, there is no danger here, so no major accidents should occur," E Kuai shook his head and said indifferently.

Fu Jian was greatly dissatisfied but did not show it.

"If you want to seek treasures, go ahead, but don't go too far," E Kuai then looked at Fu Jian and the others and said.

"Thank you, City Lord." Fu Jian, Shao Ying, Zhu Ziyuan and the others were overjoyed, said a word, and scattered in all directions.

Soon, only Liu Hua Furen remained by E Kuai's side.

"What, Fellow Daoist Liu Hua isn't going to seek treasures?" E Kuai looked at Liu Hua Furen and asked.

"I'm old, my old bones can't compete with these youngsters. Besides, although there are no natural disasters in this mist sea, there are man-made ones. It's safer to stay by the City Lord's side," Liu Hua Furen grinned.

"Fellow Daoist Liu Hua sees things clearly," E Kuai nodded with a smile and continued forward on his own, though he slowed his pace considerably.

"Speaking of which, City Lord, you said earlier that there wasn't much Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud here, but now two masses have appeared at once. The situation seems a bit strange," Liu Hua Furen shook her head and said.

Hearing this, E Kuai just smiled faintly and said nothing.

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Han Li advanced some distance into the depths of the mist sea, then stopped. He slowly activated his Spirit Refining Art, extending his divine sense a bit further, carefully sensing any movement around him.

About half an hour later, another roar like a dragon's cry sounded, indicating someone else had obtained a mass of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud. It was unclear who.

Han Li glanced in the direction of the sound.

In terms of divine sense range, he was confident he was second only to E Kuai, yet he hadn't obtained a single Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud.

He grew slightly anxious, quickened his pace, and probed the surroundings more carefully with his divine sense.

"Hmm?" After walking for about half an hour, Han Li's expression shifted slightly as he looked to his right front.

In that direction, at the limit of his divine sense, there seemed to be some faint fluctuations.

White light flickered on Han Li's body, and he immediately rushed there.

With a "splash" sound!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly sank downward, forming a surface crack dozens of feet wide and of unknown length, the chasm within unfathomably deep.

Those faint fluctuations were coming from deep within the chasm.

Without any hesitation, Han Li plunged into the chasm, reaching the bottom in a few breaths.

His pupils contracted, and his breath caught.

Two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud floated at the bottom, emitting crystalline blood light, bouncing around in this narrow space like headless flies.

"Two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud!" Han Li was overjoyed. He immediately lunged at one mass, grabbed it, and was about to seize the second.

At that moment, a sound of breaking air came, and two figures descended from above. One was Fu Jian, the other Duan Tong.

Their eyes lit up, and they both shot like lightning toward the remaining Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud.

But then, a flash of crystalline light swept away the Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, landing in Han Li's hand.

"Hand it over, and I'll let you leave safely," Fu Jian's eyes shot out sharp, cold light, while Duan Tong also looked at Han Li with hostility.

Han Li put away the two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, ignored the two, and shot upward.

"You're asking for death!" Fu Jian was furious, raising his arm.

A snake-like black light flew from his sleeve, flashed behind Han Li, and stabbed down swiftly.

A crisp, loud "clang"!

A white blade light bloomed from Han Li's hand, blocking the black light.

Fu Jian sneered, moved his arm again, and the black light twisted, instantly transforming into eight identical black lights that spun around Han Li and then stabbed at various parts of his body.

Han Li's curved knife trembled slightly, also turning into eight bright blade rays that slashed at the black lights.

At the same time, a crystalline layer appeared in his eyes, and his other arm blazed with starlight as he punched backward toward a direction beside him.

A series of crackling explosions sounded as blade light and black light intertwined, then both vanished.

Han Li's fist collided with a black sword tip that emerged from the void.

A crisp "clang"!

The black sword tip shot back, and Han Li frowned slightly, a red mark appearing on his fist as he drifted backward.

Fu Jian's expression darkened as he saw his usually unstoppable move seen through by Han Li.

"City Lord Fu, instead of tangling with me, you might as well try your luck elsewhere. Excuse me."

Han Li chuckled, then white light flashed on his body, and the star apertures on his Star Moon Boots fully bloomed. His entire form turned into a streak of white light shooting upward, perfectly dodging a punch from Duan Tong.

Fu Jian stomped the ground and immediately chased upward, with Duan Tong following silently.

The three, two behind and one ahead, flew out of the chasm almost simultaneously. Unwilling to confront them head-on and reveal his true strength, Han Li immediately sped toward the main group ahead as soon as he exited.

A murderous glint in his eyes, Fu Jian raised his hand to do something when a voice rang out:

"What, Fellow Daoist Fu, a city lord, stoops to harassing someone from my Qingyang City?"

As the words fell, the mist ahead stirred, and a figure emerged—it was Chen Yang.

His face was now ruddy. Though it was unclear how many mystic apertures he had opened with that Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, the aura he emitted had clearly strengthened.

"City Lord Chen jokes. We were just searching for nearby Sulfur Flame Blood Clouds. It seems City Lord Chen has gained quite a bit. Congratulations," Fu Jian stopped calmly and said indifferently.

Duan Tong also stopped, the light of his mystic apertures silently dissipating.

A thousand feet ahead, Han Li also halted and turned around.

"Is that so? Then I was overthinking," Chen Yang said with a faint smile.

"If City Lord Chen has nothing else, I'll take my leave," Fu Jian nodded to Chen Yang, glanced at Han Li, and turned to leave with Duan Tong, soon disappearing into the mist ahead.

"Fellow Daoist Li, are you alright?" Chen Yang looked at Han Li and asked.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Chen's timely arrival," Han Li smiled slightly and cupped his hand.

"Given Fellow Daoist Li's strength, I imagine nothing would have happened even if I hadn't appeared. But Fu Jian is E Kuai's trusted man; it's best not to clash with him directly unless absolutely necessary," Chen Yang reminded.

Hearing this, Han Li raised an eyebrow.

Chen Yang glanced at Han Li's chest, advised him to be careful, and soon took his leave, not pointing out the two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud in his possession.

Han Li stood still for a moment, then flew off in another direction. A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at a relatively safe spot.

He took out the two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, his eyes flickering.

This crystalline, jade-like Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud was once the reward for the champion of the Five Cities Battle in Xuan City, known as the "Mother of Apertures Heavenly Dew," capable of instantly opening mystic apertures for cultivators.

Such a divine object of mystic cultivation, a creation of heaven and earth, was not only a rare treasure in the resource-scarce Jilin Void Realm but also a priceless treasure that would cause bloody fights even in the outside world.

But what puzzled him was that such a divine object seemed almost too easy to obtain in this forest?

"Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the Great Ruins make both Xuan and Kui cities so fascinated."

Han Li smiled bitterly, stopped thinking, and was about to swallow it.

With a "boom," another powerful aura came from afar, mixed with the sounds of dragons and tigers, indicating someone nearby had found Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud.

Han Li's eyes flickered, then he shook his head and immediately swallowed the two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud.

Others nearby were also trying to refine Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, which could serve as cover for him.

The next moment, his whole body trembled violently, and his skin instantly turned blood red. The two masses of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud transformed into an immense, scorching heat that rolled inside him.

A flame seemed to appear in Han Li's stomach, licking at his internal organs.

Intense pain assailed his mind. Even with his mental fortitude, he couldn't help but grunt.

"Damn it!"

Han Li clenched his fists, enduring with all his might, but cursed inwardly.

Why had no one told him that consuming Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud would be so painful? Just now, Chen Yang had taken it, and his situation seemed different?

But he forgot: Chen Yang had swallowed one mass of Sulfur Flame Blood Cloud, while he, in his haste, had swallowed two whole masses...