Han Li only felt his eyes covered by a dazzling white light, which flashed by. The next moment, he appeared in a cyan stone hall, with a teleportation array below.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

As soon as the group walked out of the teleportation array, several people immediately transformed into escape lights and flew out of the hall, heading towards the distance. This included the burly man trio from before.

In the end, only one person could complete this mission, making the competition extremely fierce.

Han Li and the remaining few exchanged glances, then silently walked out of the hall.

Outside the hall was a high ground. Looking around, one could vaguely see crisscrossing streets below, and figures the size of sesame seeds moving around.

This was clearly a city as well. Although it didn't seem small and was quite bustling, it was nothing compared to Black Wind City.

"Seeing Brother Liu looking so confident, do you already have a clue?" Guan Yong walked over and asked with a chuckle.

"Liu is racking his brains trying to figure out where Miss Lu might go. Where would I have any clues? Brother Guan, what about you? Have you thought of any leads?" Han Li said with a wry smile, asking in return.

"I'm also clueless. It seems we can only search slowly," Guan Yong sighed and said.

After a brief chat, the two parted ways. The others had already dispersed.

Han Li flipped his hand and took out a jade slip, which was a detailed map of the Black Wind Sea Area. He released his spiritual sense into it and quickly found the location of Ningcui Island, where he was.

"As expected."

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. Then, he transformed into a streak of blue light and sped away, quickly flying out of Ningcui Island. After circling around the nearby sea area to make sure no one was following, he pinched a hand seal slightly.

"Chi la!"

Countless silver arcs of lightning appeared on his body. With a flash, they transformed into a circular lightning formation more than ten zhang in diameter, with countless silver runes flashing inside.

With a deafening thunderous roar, the silver formation vanished without a trace, leaving only a few lingering silver arcs of electricity flashing in the air, which quickly dissipated.

Several days later.

At a certain location in the Black Wind Sea Area, a silver light flashed, and a silver formation appeared out of thin air, then dissipated, revealing Han Li's figure, looking slightly weary.

He scanned his surroundings, and saw a black dot vaguely visible on the horizon in the distance, seemingly an island.

"Finally arrived."

He murmured to himself, not continuing to use the Teleportation Lightning Array, but instead transformed into a streak of azure light and flew towards the island.

At his current speed, he soon arrived near the island.

The ground of this island was a bizarre red color, and the trees and vegetation were almost the same color. It was none other than Red Moon Island, where he had previously carried out a mission for the Unpredictable Alliance.

The closest place from the Black Wind Island sphere of influence to Red Moon Island was Ningcui Island, and Lu Mo's mask.

All these clues pointed to one thing: Lu Mo was very likely Jiao Shiliu, and Lu Yuqing had probably found these clues after some investigation and came to this Red Moon Island.

Although these were just Han Li's guesses, he had no other leads at the moment, and it was better than aimlessly...

Han Li looked at Red Moon Island ahead, his brow furrowed slightly.

Red Moon Island was too large. Even with his strong spiritual sense, it would take a long time to scan the entire island.

After a moment of pondering, his figure suddenly transformed into a streak of azure light and shot out, flying towards Kunzhou Red Moon City, where Jiao Shiliu had fallen.

At the same time, he spread his spiritual sense to the fullest extent, sensing the surrounding situation.

Since he couldn't scan the entire island, he could only choose the places with a higher probability.

Now that his cultivation had recovered, with his full flying speed, he had flown nearly half the distance in just half a day, but he hadn't detected any traces along the way.

"Eh!"

He suddenly seemed to notice something, and his flying figure paused, descending downwards.

In a dense forest below, there was a long slash mark on the ground, hundreds of zhang long, with the soil appearing pitch black as if it had been burned by a raging fire.

"These battle traces are still fresh, so it must have happened recently," Han Li muttered, his eyes flashing.

There was still a faint warmth lingering in the pitch-black soil, not completely dissipated.

Judging from these traces, the attacker was at least a Mahayana cultivator.

Han Li didn't linger here, and with a shake of his body, he soared into the air, continuing to fly forward.

With his deliberate attention, he indeed found many similar battle traces along the way.

Half an hour later, Han Li stood on a grassland.

The ground in front was scorched black, covered in countless large pits, some hundreds of zhang deep. Clearly, there had been an extremely fierce battle here not long ago.

Han Li spread his spiritual sense, then reached out with one hand in a certain direction.

The soil in a large pit in front stirred, and a piece of black cloth flew out, landing in his hand.

Han Li's gaze landed on the cloth, and the black clothing worn by the servants on Black Wind Island involuntarily appeared in his mind, with the same material as this cloth.

At this thought, his figure suddenly transformed into a streak of azure light, disappearing into the sky ahead with a flash.

However, after only two or three breaths, a silver electric light flashed above the large pit, and he flew back.

There were no more battle traces found ahead.

Although he didn't know who Lu Yuqing's enemy was, it was clear that she and her companions had been completely defeated by the enemy here. It was just unknown whether she was alive or dead at this moment.

As Han Li's thoughts turned, his eyes suddenly shone with a bright blue light. At the same time, a black light flashed between his brows, revealing the Extinguishing Dharma Eye.

Two blue and one black rays of light immediately converged in front of him, forming a huge black and blue vertical eye, which released waves of black and blue light, spreading outwards.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding space was clearly presented in his mind, as if countless light spots were jumping up and down, drawing out lines of light, appearing chaotic and disorderly.

Among these chaotic light spots, although messy and disorganized, he still saw a little residual scarlet light, vaguely drifting in a certain direction.

His heart stirred, and without saying a word, he shot off in that direction, increasing his escape speed to the extreme, disappearing into the distance in a blur.

As a result, after flying not far, Han Li suddenly stopped his escape light with a raised eyebrow, and then flew in another direction.

The person who left the aura had changed direction here.

As a result, after changing directions several times in a row, the remaining aura finally made no more changes, and began to fly in one direction.

Seeing this, a thunderous rumble came from within Han Li's body, and silver arcs of lightning appeared on the surface of his body.

With a deafening thunderous roar, his figure disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared hundreds of miles away, then with a flash of electric light, disappeared again.

He didn't dare to use the Thunder Escape Technique to teleport too far each time, fearing that the other party would change direction again.

But even so, he was still rapidly chasing forward at an incredible speed.

The aura left in front became clearer and clearer, and the distance between the two was rapidly shortening.

In the sea area near Red Moon Island, a dazzling red light was flying forward at an extremely fast speed. Enveloped in the red light was a fire-red flying boat.

Standing on the flying boat were three figures: a square-faced middle-aged man, and an old man with white hair and beard, both wearing azure feather robes, with a pair of azure feather patterns embroidered on their sleeves.

Standing beside the two was a white-clothed girl of exceptional beauty, her whole body restricted by a chain-shaped red light, her eyes full of resentment.

"Speed up a little more." The old man in the feather robe looked around from time to time, his white eyebrows furrowed tightly, urging.

"Brother Qi, this is already the full speed of the Dragon Feather Flying Boat. Forcibly accelerating further will damage the flying boat's spirituality. Besides, we have already dealt with those people from Black Wind Island, and we detoured a lot before. Do you really think someone can catch up?" The square-faced man said with some disapproval.

"We can't be careless until we return to Green Feather Island. Continue to accelerate. I'll take care of the flying boat's damage later," the old man in the feather robe said in a deep voice.

"Alright." The square-faced man shrugged helplessly, casting a series of spells with his hands.

Countless scarlet runes suddenly appeared around the flying boat, rolling like waves.

The speed of the scarlet flying boat suddenly increased by about 30%, flying forward like lightning, everything around becoming blurred.

Seeing this, the old man in the feather robe finally relaxed his expression, flipping his hand to take out a formation plate, about to cast a spell to activate it.

At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly turned around to look behind him.

"Brother Qi, what's wrong?" The square-faced man asked with some confusion.

"Not good, someone is chasing us!" The old man in the feather robe said in a low, gloomy voice.

The square-faced man immediately turned his head to look behind him, and his expression changed several times.

In the far distance behind, a silver electric light vaguely appeared, flickering uncertainly.

However, every time this electric light flashed, the silver lightning would increase by a few points, and the distance between the two was rapidly closing.

"What a fast escape speed!" The old man in the feather robe's pupils shrank.

Seeing this situation, a hint of surprise appeared in the beautiful eyes of the white-clothed girl.

"Damn it!"

The square-faced man gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, which turned into a ball of bloody light and merged into the flying boat, casting spells with his hands like a wheel.

Puff!

The flying boat suddenly spewed out streams of flame-like blood-red light, the entire boat body seemingly burning, its speed suddenly doubled again, turning into a red phantom and flying forward.

Although the flying boat's escape speed increased, it was still clearly some distance away from the silver electric light behind it. The distance between the two was still slowly closing, and after a moment, it was only tens of miles away.

The old man in the feather robe's expression sank, and azure light flickered on his body, about to do something.

At this moment, the silver lightning behind suddenly brightened again, bursting out with dazzling lightning, disappearing with a flash.

The next moment, a thunderous roar sounded above the two, and a ball of silver lightning appeared.

Then, another thunderclap in the clear sky!

A silver arc of electricity as thick as a bucket suddenly descended from the sky, striking the flying boat fiercely.