"So that's how it is. Han Li's physical body is so strong that ordinary methods are really not easy to deal with. Letting these Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers serve as the first move to consume his strength in large quantities is an excellent move!" He Shan Daoren nodded in praise.

"It's just a temporary measure to cooperate with He Shan Daoyou's treasure of a grotto-heaven. Now that this first step has been accomplished, if we really want this boy to be executed, I'm afraid the three of us will have to take action together." Tong Ren'e said thoughtfully.

"The time is almost up. Can He Shan Daoyou let us see what's happening below?" Duan Renli stopped chanting his incantation and turned to look over.

He Shan Daoren nodded and with a wave of his hand, a silver light flew out, containing a silver bead about the size of a chicken egg.

The bead spun around and hovered in the void in front of the three of them.

With a "poof" sound, the bead burst open, and a cloud of silver mist spread out, condensing into a silver mirror seven or eight zhang in size. After a moment of blur, a clear image materialized.

The moment the three of them saw the situation in the picture, their expressions changed.

In the picture, one Yellow Turban Warrior after another descended from the sky, rushing towards the tall young man in the middle like a tide from all directions.

The tall young man moved about, without much action, but shadows of fists bombarded the surrounding area.

The surrounding Yellow Turban Warriors were like scarecrows, and as soon as they touched the fist shadows, they were sent flying, exploding with yellow light, unable to approach within ten zhang of him.

In the span of just a few breaths, as many as seventy or eighty Yellow Turban Warrior Dao soldiers had been shattered and sent flying.

The young man looked calm, and his movements did not slow down at all, as if shattering these Dao soldiers did not take much effort at all.

Just then, with a "puchi" sound, the silver mirror twisted and collapsed, transforming back into a large cloud of smoke and dissipating.

"This... how is this possible!" Duan Renli's expression was somewhat unsightly.

"Although these Yellow Turban Dao soldiers don't understand any secret techniques or cultivation methods, each of them has a strong physical body, comparable to a high-level physical cultivator. Even if the three of us were surrounded by hundreds of them, we would feel greatly troubled, but Han Li is handling it so freely, which shows that we have underestimated him." Tong Ren'e frowned.

"Could it be that his injuries have recovered?" He Shan Daoren said in a deep voice, feeling a little apprehensive.

"If he could recover so easily, why would this person leave the Immortal World and come to this Spirit Void Realm? Things have come to this, we might as well go all the way. According to what we discussed before, the three of us should take action ourselves to avoid any complications." Tong Ren'e's voice turned cold.

...

Inside the grotto-heaven space.

Han Li swayed, dodging the pincer attack of several Yellow Turban Warriors. His right arm blurred slightly, and seven or eight fist shadows appeared, each fist accurately hitting a warrior's head.

Bang bang bang!

The heads of the seven or eight warriors exploded, and their bodies flew out horizontally, turning into a cloud of yellow mist with a "poof" sound.

The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, and in an instant, nearly twenty warriors were destroyed.

After a period of entanglement, these Yellow Turban Warriors were no longer a threat in his eyes. The speed at which warriors emerged from all directions was no longer as fast as he could kill them.

As the number of surrounding warriors drastically decreased by more than half, Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light as he looked towards the gray clouds above, preparing to find some clues and take the opportunity to break through the clouds and explore the world.

Suddenly, the yellow light falling from the sky stopped. Then, after a violent tremor in a certain part of the gray clouds, a gap more than ten zhang wide opened in the middle, and three rays of escaping light descended from the sky, spreading out and hovering in the air.

When the light dissipated, the figures of three people were revealed.

Han Li glanced over, his eyes narrowing slightly.

In addition to the obese He Shan Daoren and Duan Renli, who was holding a yellow gourd, there was also a short, black-robed, bald old man.

"He Shan Daoyou, it seems that you have joined forces with the Heavenly Ghost Sect. That's a pity." Han Li said calmly.

"Han Daoyou, don't blame me for this. It's just that you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. I have no choice but to do this." He Shan Daoren said faintly.

"Oh? It seems that Duan Daoyou's influence is not small." Han Li vaguely thought of something, but his expression did not change as he looked at Duan Renli and said mockingly.

"Han Daoyou possesses such strength that he can get whatever he wants in this Spirit Void Realm. If it were just a mere hundred catties of Yin Chen Stones, how could my Heavenly Ghost Sect go to such lengths?" The black-robed bald old man chuckled a few times.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Daoyou Tong, the number one cultivator of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. I wonder who I have offended that would trouble the three of you to take action at the same time?" Han Li turned his gaze to the old man and said.

"Cough! Han Daoyou will probably be disappointed if you want to delay. Let's do it!"

Before Tong Ren'e finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and sacrificed a dusty ancient book, then pointed at the book with one hand.

The ancient book immediately flipped through quickly with a "swishing" sound. Streams of gray-white light shot out from the pages, transforming into strange birds with ghost heads, eagle bodies, and scorpion tails. They were six or seven zhang in size, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of strange birds condensed and soared in the air.

"Han Daoyou, excuse me!"

As He Shan Daoren spoke, he waved his hand, and a light blue disc-shaped magic weapon flew out, disappearing into the gray clouds in mid-air.

Then, he stretched out a finger and focused on a point in the air.

Rumble!

The thick clouds immediately churned, emitting earth-shattering thunder, and thick gray-black lightning bolts appeared, wandering in the clouds, extremely terrifying.

Duan Renli chanted incantations, and the golden runes on the surface of the yellow gourd swirled, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Hundreds of yellow beans shot out from the mouth of the gourd, transforming into Yellow Turban Warriors after landing.

The three of them seemed to have agreed upon it in advance, and began to use their methods at the same time.

Han Li's movements did not stop, and his gaze fell on the yellow gourd, a hint of surprise appearing in his eyes.

So that's where these Yellow Turban Warriors come from!

This thought only flashed through his mind. The next moment, his arm shook, and dense fist shadows appeared, sweeping towards the surroundings, shaking all the Yellow Turban Warriors within a dozen zhang away. Then, his figure leaped up, about to fly towards Duan Renli.

The three of them had gone to such lengths to bring him into this grotto-heaven space, and they must have ulterior motives. They would never only have these superficial methods, so he had to strike first.

At this moment, those strange birds in mid-air circled slightly, and more than a dozen of them spread their wings and swooped down towards Han Li.

Before they arrived, the scorpion tails behind the strange birds trembled towards Han Li.

A sizzling sound rang out!

Countless slender black lines shot down like a storm, instantly enveloping Han Li below.

Seeing this situation, Han Li's shoulders swayed slightly, and his entire body shot out diagonally with a series of afterimages, causing all of the strange birds' attacks to miss.

Just as he had just stood firm not far away and punched away two warriors, the sound of the air being torn apart rose again above him, and several more strange birds were swooping towards him.

Almost at the same time, a bolt of lightning appeared out of the blue in mid-air, and a thick gray-black electric snake descended from the sky, striking down with a fierce momentum.

Han Li frowned slightly. A flash of golden light appeared on the surface of his body, and light golden scales emerged, instantly covering his body. Then, he punched upwards.

A loud "rumbling" sound!

The gray-black electric snake shattered, and a dazzling gray-black electric light exploded.

Although Han Li's fist was unharmed, his figure swayed and he took a step back.

A series of "clanging" sounds!

It was the attacks transformed from the scorpion tails of those strange birds that landed on the scales on his body, causing stars of black light to appear, but not even a trace of white marks were left on them.

With a "bang" sound!

After attacking, one of the strange birds failed to take off in time and was hit by a Yellow Turban Warrior that Han Li casually threw out. It immediately felt an irresistible force coming, and let out a wail as it shattered and disintegrated along with the warrior.

Immediately afterwards, a loud rumbling sound rang out in mid-air!

Streams of gray-black lightning struck down densely, as if it were raining lightning. Streams of dazzling electric light tore apart the surrounding vast gray space, and the power was earth-shattering.

The strange birds circling in mid-air also launched attacks towards the bottom from time to time, taking advantage of every opportunity.

Han Li moved about, randomly throwing punches, shattering the lightning that could not be dodged one by one, and from time to time strange birds were shot down by him, so he was still able to cope with it freely.

However, in this way, he could not attack Duan Renli for the time being.

As the endless yellow beans flew out of the gourd, and his killing speed greatly decreased, with one side gaining and the other losing, there were more and more Yellow Turban Warriors around.

In just a few breaths, three or four thousand Yellow Turban Warriors had gathered around him.

And what made him feel uneasy was that most of the Yellow Turban Warriors on the periphery were no longer in a hurry to launch attacks on him. Instead, after running wildly for a while, they suddenly stopped in place and stood still.

"Formation!"

Han Li's pupils shrank, and these two words immediately appeared in his mind.

(The climax is coming, I need to think carefully about it. For the next three days, I will continue to update once a day!)