Chapter 94: The Ancestral God's Last Words

Han Li suppressed the excitement in his heart, his mind churning with thoughts.

It seemed his guess was indeed correct—the ray of light with a slowing effect that the one-eyed giant had emitted was an attack imbued with some law power.

However, he was still not certain what kind of law that single eye had released.

But most of the giant's techniques were earth-attributed, and it had previously used some ability that increased the opponent's gravity. Could it be that the single eye contained the gravity law, a subsidiary of the earth law?

"Perhaps..."

Han Li shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Regardless of what law it contained, knowing that this was a material imbued with law power was enough.

With a thought, the black-blue eyeball in front of him flickered and dissipated, a trace of fatigue appearing on his face.

He flipped his hand and took out a Cloud Crane Herb, swallowing it. After a moment, he recovered.

Han Li put the single eye back into his storage artifact, then flipped his hand again to take out another item—the human-faced walnut he had previously probed with his divine sense.

Han Li pursed his lips and began to chant again. The Destruction Law Eye on his brow and both eyes flashed, emitting three beams of light that coalesced into the black-blue eyeball.

Black-blue ripples enveloped the human-faced walnut, and the crystalline threads of divine sense reappeared, penetrating into the walnut's interior.

Time passed bit by bit. Han Li's mouth curled up again, and he opened his eyes.

The black-blue eyeball flickered and dissipated, and the crystalline threads of divine sense also withdrew from the walnut.

He took out another Cloud Crane Herb and swallowed it, then toyed with the human-faced walnut in his hand, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Although very faint, he had indeed sensed this time that the walnut contained a trace of quite pure earth law.

In the following time, he took out the other human-faced walnuts and examined them one by one. Sure enough, they were all the same.

It seemed his luck was really good. The items he had obtained by chance in the inter-realm gap were so extraordinary.

"For now, it seems one of the two problems for cultivating Earth Immortal has been solved, but I need to think carefully about how to choose between the single eye and the walnuts." After letting out a long breath, Han Li narrowed his eyes and pondered again.

According to the information obtained from Luo Feng, the law that an Earth Deity incarnation would condense had much to do with the bias of the law power in the materials used to refine the statue.

The special Earth Deity incarnation he wanted to refine was even more directly related to the law power contained in the materials themselves.

Han Li quickly shook his head.

It was still too early to consider this now. The top priority was to first find a high-grade Earth Immortal cultivation technique.

He carefully put away the human-faced walnuts, then flipped his hand again to take out another item—the white jade token.

Han Li's eyes glowed with blue light as he activated his Clear Spirit Eyes.

In his vision, the surface of the white jade token was enveloped by a faint water-blue halo.

This blue halo gave Han Li a strange feeling; it was definitely not a simple restriction.

Within the blue light, he could vaguely see many wave-like phantoms, containing a faint water-attributed fluctuation. Clearly, the person who had placed the restriction on this jade token was also Ancestral God Luo Meng.

However, Luo Feng and the others seemed unable to perceive the blue light on the token.

Han Li looked at the jade token in his hand, a trace of curiosity appearing in his eyes. He flicked his fingers repeatedly.

Over a dozen beams of white light shot out, landing around him—they were over a dozen white formation flags.

Dazzling white light emerged from the formation flags, coalescing into a lotus-shaped white formation that hummed as it operated.

Han Li waved his hand and tossed the white jade token out. It was immediately caught by the white formation, floating in midair.

He formed hand seals with both hands and cast spell after spell.

As the surrounding lotus formation's light circulated, countless white runes emerged and, following Han Li's spell seals, converged toward the jade token, penetrating into it.

The blue halo on the jade token immediately brightened, resisting the invasion of the white runes. However, under Han Li's control, these white runes changed unpredictably and gradually broke through the blue halo's blockade, invading the token.

The restriction on the white jade token was extraordinary, and forcibly breaking it would be no easy task. Fortunately, Han Li was quite knowledgeable about formations and restrictions, and with the aid of his powerful divine sense and Clear Spirit Eyes, he had already discerned many clues and was not without recourse.

Time passed bit by bit. The blue halo on the jade token grew dimmer, soon leaving only a thin layer.

"Go!"

Han Li let out a low shout and his hand seals suddenly accelerated.

The white lotus formation suddenly brightened, and countless white runes surged forth, converging into over a dozen white spikes that stabbed fiercely at the jade token.

Bang!

The last layer of blue light on the jade token flickered violently a few times before finally shattering.

Han Li was overjoyed and was about to wave his hand to grab the jade token.

Just then, a sudden change occurred!

Some of the runes on the jade token suddenly writhed, as if alive.

Dazzling white light radiated from the jade token, coalescing into clumps of white clouds that emitted rumbling sounds like muffled thunder.

"What is this!" Han Li was startled and stood up abruptly.

Large swaths of white clouds gushed out from the jade token, swirling around it, quickly forming a strange vortex several zhang in size.

At the center of the vortex appeared a pitch-black hole. At first, it was only the size of a fist, but as the vortex spun, it grew larger, and after a few breaths, it became the size of a millstone. Intense spatial fluctuations radiated from it.

Dark and deep, it seemed unfathomable, leading to an unknown place.

Han Li looked at the strange passage before him and quickly calmed down. He closed his eyes and released his divine sense to probe into it.

But after a moment, he opened his eyes and let out a helpless bitter smile.

Inside the passage, there seemed to be a peculiar force that blocked his divine sense, preventing him from ascertaining the situation within.

This force was not particularly strong; if he wanted to force his way in, his divine sense power could certainly do it. However, half of his divine sense power was currently being used to isolate his nascent soul from the outside world, so he could not exert his full strength.

He stood there for a while, hesitated briefly, and finally shook his body, leaping into the pitch-black hole.

Inside the hole was a passage about a zhang in radius, surrounded by bright white light. A hundred paces away, a dark exit floated in the void.

As soon as he stepped out of the exit, a strange fragrant scent immediately rushed toward him.

Han Li subconsciously wrinkled his nose and frowned as he looked around.

He saw a lush forest of ancient trees all around, covering an area of only about a li, surrounded by thick mist. It seemed to be a small secret realm.

After a brief observation, he found that the spiritual energy here was about the same as in the Black Wind Sea, not like some blessed cave heaven.

Most of the ancient trees were over a hundred zhang tall, with straight trunks that only branched out near the top, supporting large verdant canopies that connected to each other, casting the entire forest in a somewhat dim light.

There were few shrubs in the forest, and no animals could be seen. It looked dead and lifeless.

Through the gaps between the ancient trees, Han Li saw a more open area deeper in the forest, which seemed to be a plaza.

He walked through the forest and slowly approached, only to find that it was not a plaza but merely an open space about ten zhang in radius without any ancient trees, making it seem somewhat empty.

In the center of this open area grew a solitary strange purple flower. It was shaped like a peony but as large as a lotus leaf, entirely dark purple. Its petals resembled banana leaves, while its stamen was shaped like a cockscomb, looking quite eerie.

The strange fragrance he had smelled earlier was emanating from this flower.

Several zhang away from this flower stood a two-story wooden building no more than three zhang tall. Due to years of neglect, the doors and windows had rotted, the eaves had mostly collapsed, and the walls were covered with slippery moss, looking very dilapidated.

To the left of the wooden building's entrance lay a gray-white skeleton, half-leaning against the wall, its bony hands stretched out in front as if grasping for something.

The direction its fingers pointed was exactly toward the purple flower.

Han Li examined the skeleton for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

He immediately strode forward, crouched down, and carefully observed the skeleton.

The clothes on this skeleton had long since decayed, tattered everywhere, looking like patches of mud. The bones were covered with a thick layer of dirt and dust.

However, through the dust, one could see faint traces of shimmering light on the bones, which looked quite peculiar. It seemed that in life, this person was likely a cultivator.

Han Li gently waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept through, sweeping away the dust and remnants of clothing from the bones, revealing a snow-white skeleton shimmering with light.

"Clatter"

A series of light sounds came from the skeleton as several jade slips and a storage ring fell off.

Han Li casually picked up a jade slip, examined it for a moment, then raised it to his forehead. His divine sense sank into it.

Inside the jade slip, there was nothing else but a few hundred words:

"If any descendant of the Luo family has the fortune to enter this realm, do not be surprised. I am your Ancestral God, Luo Meng. My previous incarnation was severely wounded, and I entered seclusion here over nine thousand years ago... I intended to cultivate a Soul-Birth Flower to recast an Earth Deity incarnation, but unfortunately, when the flower was still over three thousand years from maturity, I encountered a powerful enemy. Although I killed him, I was also gravely wounded, and the damage was too severe to recover. I fear I will not make it. I hope that in the future..."

After a moment, Han Li's eyes suddenly snapped open, and he could not help but sigh. This Luo Meng had actually passed away over a thousand years ago, yet his clan members were still unaware.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that no news had leaked out, causing hostile forces like the Blue Crystal Clan, though long covetous, to wait until recent years before finally attacking Wumeng Island.

This could be considered a blessing in disguise.