Mortal's Journey: Immortal World

As Han Li barely broke a chain on his Nascent Soul, in a desert palace countless miles away from the Black Wind Sea, a withered man sitting on a black chair in the palace suddenly moved slightly, his eyes slowly opening, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of pterygium.

The cyan-black chains covering the entire palace immediately floated off the ground like goose feathers, all making trembling sounds.

The man showed a hint of contemplation, then sneered, and made no other movements, his eyes slowly closing again.

Within the palace, all the chains fell to the ground safely, becoming silent once more.

……

Inside the courtyard on Wumeng Island.

Han Li's eyes were tightly closed as he wholeheartedly urged the silver light threads to wrap around the second black chain.

At this moment, his brows suddenly furrowed involuntarily, and a wave, not too big or small, rippled in his sea of consciousness.

He faintly sensed that when he had just cut off the first chain, he seemed to have subtly touched some terrifying existence at the other end of the chain.

This made his mind tense, fearing that a new black chain would appear out of nowhere in his Dantian again, just like last time.

Fortunately, after a long time, no abnormalities appeared on the Nascent Soul, and he was slightly relieved, focusing all his attention on the second chain again.

He saw that the silver light threads, formed from his mana and Star Power, climbed up one by one, quickly enveloping the second chain.

The surface of the chain immediately emitted black smoke with a "hissing" sound, just like before, and the black crystal light on it also began to fade.

However, compared to the previous time, the rate at which the black light faded was obviously slower, and correspondingly, Han Li's consumption of silver light threads became greater.

For a time, it was somewhat of a stalemate.

……

Several days later, one night.

The silver light pillar in the courtyard exploded with a "boom," turning into scattered silver light and dissipating.

Han Li slowly opened his eyes, looking at the Earthly Incarnation sitting opposite him, a trace of exhaustion flashing in his eyes.

After several days of continuous grinding, the black runes on the second chain were greatly consumed, and finally, after he used the Divine Sense Giant Axe to chop dozens of times, it also broke.

However, after this ordeal, Han Li's meager mana and the mana converted from the Earthly Incarnation's power of belief were also exhausted, and he could only stop temporarily.

"It seems like a protracted war..."

Han Li sighed softly, flipped his hand, took out a pill, and put it in his mouth, closing his eyes to adjust his breathing.

Beside him, the Earthly Incarnation, with a calm expression, sat cross-legged, his whole body shining with a dim blue light, slowly absorbing the power of belief transmitted from the stone statues all over Wumeng Island.

……

At the same time, Yunfu Realm.

The sky above ten thousand miles was clear and blue, with clusters of giant clouds of various shapes floating everywhere, rolling and stretching, gathering and dispersing uncertainly under the blowing of the air currents.

As the sun's position in the high sky continued to move, the angle at which the sunlight shone changed constantly, causing the colors of the white clouds illuminated by it to change as well, showing different colors such as green, blue, yellow, and red.

Below a giant cloud cluster shaped like a five-colored phoenix, lay a verdant mountain range more than a thousand miles long, its mountains winding like a coiled dragon, with a rather extraordinary momentum.

In the center of the mountain range, a solitary peak over a thousand feet high stood out, proudly independent in a posture much higher than the surrounding peaks.

The vegetation from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside was dense, a scene of vibrant life, while the top of the peak, towering into the colorful clouds, had sparse vegetation, with white rocks exposed everywhere.

On the top of the peak, a wide white square was built, and behind the square, near the cliff, stood a magnificent golden palace.

At this moment, within the palace, dozens of cultivators dressed in various costumes were gathered, each of them arranged on both sides of the palace with respectful expressions, like secular officials attending court.

Among these people, there were both hoary old men and young girls, middle-aged scholars and rough men, without exception, all of them were Great Ascension cultivators.

At this moment, in the main seat in the center of the palace, sat a young man dressed in black close-fitting attire. He looked no more than twenty or thirty years old, with extraordinary handsome features and exceptionally sharp eyes, and was none other than Fang Pan, who had been sent to the Yunfu Realm to quell the beast tide.

"Immortal Envoy Fang, with the joint efforts of the Fengxian Sect and the Zhuoyan Sect, the various cultivator sects on the Dongliu Continent and the Xichuan Continent have jointly cleared the area, and the beast tide there has been completely suppressed. I believe it won't be long before it is completely cleared." An old man with a long beard, dressed in a gray-white Taoist robe, stepped forward and said respectfully to the black-clothed youth.

Almost everyone in the palace was filled with awe for this Immortal Envoy from the Immortal World. On the one hand, it was because this person's strength was unfathomable, and on the other hand, it was because his style of doing things was too ruthless and decisive.

Since he arrived in the Yunfu Realm, he had released a number of measures to deal with the beast tide in a swift and decisive manner. He not only required the major sects to strictly implement them, but also personally performed the duty of supervision.

Several elders of the major sects in the palace had been decisively beheaded by him for their poor handling of affairs.

However, the people in the palace would not harbor any resentment towards this Immortal Envoy Fang because of this.

On the one hand, it was naturally because they didn't dare to, but on the other hand, it was because this person was extremely serious about dealing with the beast tide, even more concerned than they, the people of the Yunfu Realm.

They had all personally seen Immortal Envoy Fang break into the beast tide alone many times, beheading several of the most ferocious mother beasts hidden within.

Fang Pan nodded slightly after listening to this person's report. Just as he was about to speak, a cluster of yellow light suddenly lit up on his waist, and a burst of rapid buzzing sounded.

His expression changed slightly, and he took out a circular communication disc from his waist. With a movement of his divine sense, he scanned it.

After a moment, his face became somewhat uncertain, and finally, it became completely gloomy.

The people in the palace were extremely nervous when they saw this, and did not dare to breathe loudly.

After putting away the disc, Fang Pan looked at everyone in the palace and shouted in a low voice:

"All of you, set off immediately, and order all the sects to mobilize all their forces, and be sure to clean up the remnants of the beast tide on the two continents in the shortest possible time. Those who disobey will be killed!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but they did not dare to have the slightest objection, and they all accepted the order and left the palace.

Soon, the entire palace became empty, leaving only Fang Pan alone.

He flipped his hand and took out a translucent white jade porcelain bottle, raised it to his eyes, looked at the drop of golden essence blood slowly sliding down the wall of the bottle, and muttered to himself:

"Even if you can undo the Interval Yuan Law Chain, so what? Now that you have returned to the Immortal World, with this last drop of essence blood, I can find your exact location. Once the matter here is settled, I will go back and personally reduce you to ashes, and this time I will definitely make your body and spirit disappear..."

As he spoke, a hint of ferocity flashed between his brows, and an extremely sinister look appeared in his eyes.

……

Time flies like a white horse passing through a crack, and a whole year has passed quickly.

During this year, almost every night on Wumeng Island, silver light pillars fell from the night sky into the island, and there were occasional disturbances on the island from time to time.

All the islanders knew that this was because their patron saint of Wumeng Island was cultivating in seclusion.

At first, they were a little unaccustomed to it, but later, as time went on, they gradually got used to it. On the contrary, if there were no disturbances one day, they felt uneasy.

However, tonight, the movement on the island was indeed a little too big. Almost the entire island was constantly trembling, and even the nearby sea area outside the island was affected, with waves rising one after another.

Many islanders could not sleep, so they came to the Ancestral God statues in various parts of the island to pray sincerely.

At this time, in the courtyard in the center of the island, Han Li, dressed in green, was sitting cross-legged in a piece of bright starlight, his eyes tightly closed, and his face full of solemnity.

In front of him, the Earthly Incarnation, sitting opposite him, was also shining with blue light, converting the power of belief in his body into mana, and continuously pouring it into his body.

At this moment, inside Han Li's Dantian, it was filled with bright white Star Power, and a golden villain was suspended in the white light.

The original eight black chains extending from his body were now gone, replaced by a nearly solid cyan-black chain extending from his lower abdomen.

This chain was the last chain formed after all the other eight chains collapsed.

Han Li used the great formation to grind away the black mist crystal light on it with Star Power and mana for three months, finally roughly erasing it, revealing its true form.

"Huff"

With a thought from Han Li, a crystal giant axe condensed from the power of divine sense immediately appeared in the Dantian, suddenly raised, and heavily chopped down towards the chain.

With a "boom," it was as if a thunderclap exploded in Han Li's Dantian.

The Divine Sense Giant Axe flew back high, disintegrating into strands of crystal light, while the cyan-black chain was as smooth as new, without the slightest trace.

Han Li's expression did not change, as if he had already expected this situation.

He uttered a low shout, and all the mana in his body immediately surged out, absorbing all the Star Power in the Dantian, condensing it into a silver light palm, and reaching out to grab the chain.

At the same time, under the operation of the Refining Divine Technique, a storm surged in his sea of consciousness, and the majestic power of divine sense surged down, rushing into the Dantian, and directly transformed into a crystal giant hand, also grabbing the chain.

After the two giant hands clenched tightly, Han Li immediately pulled with all his might.

The black chain rang with a "clang," immediately tightening into a straight line, and a burst of intense pain came from the Nascent Soul.

He gritted his teeth, urging the power of divine sense to continuously pour into the Dantian, while the two giant hands desperately pulled without loosening.

However, although the taut black chain kept ringing with "铮铮" sounds, there was no sign of loosening.