Han Li's eyes shone with a golden light. He let out a breath and activated his secret technique. His majestic Divine Sense was suddenly released and divided into 72 parts through the light curtain. They pierced into the golden lightning and controlled the 72 Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords with all his strength.
Under the control of his mind, the 72 flying swords trembled and the light gradually converged. All the golden lightning arcs that had been ejected also retracted and merged into the flying swords bit by bit. Finally, all of them disappeared.
Han Li made a hand sign and the formation above the fire pit flashed a few times. The golden light beam that had been shot out from it gradually disappeared. Only the flying swords were still suspended in the flames.
He opened his mouth and inhaled. The Nascent Fire that had merged with the silver flames immediately rolled out and was swallowed by him.
As the Nascent Fire was withdrawn, the temperature of the flames dropped a little. The transparent Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords began to glow with a green light. They gradually turned back into a green color.
On the sword's edge, there were faint specks of golden light that shot out. They naturally formed a group of golden patterns in the shape of thunder clouds. They seemed to be formed by nature and exuded a simple and unadorned aura.
Han Li's hands moved in the void, leaving a golden afterimage. All the flying swords suddenly broke away from the silver flames as if they had a mind of their own. They slowly swept in front of him.
He put two fingers together and made a cut in the center of his palm. A ball of pale golden blood flowed out and condensed into a golden blood ball the size of an egg. He scattered it with his palm and accurately divided it into 72 drops. He sprinkled each of the flying swords.
As soon as the blood touched the flying swords, they immediately disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Han Li felt that the connection between him and the flying swords had become closer. The discomfort that had been caused by the change in the flying swords' aura had suddenly disappeared.
He waved his palm again and the 72 flying swords flashed with green light. They flew into the flames like fireflies in summer and continued to burn.
After a while, Han Li walked forward. He closed his eyes and began to use his Divine Sense to engrave the miniature formation recorded in the ancient animal skin book on the flying swords.
… …
Half a year later.
The Green Light Formation outside the Hovering Mountain dispersed, and Han Li walked out of the main door of the mansion. His face did not show any emotion, but he was very happy in his heart.
At this point, all seventy-two Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had been completely refined. Their appearance and the aura they released were completely new. The impurities they hadn't been able to completely refine before had also been completely absorbed. The quality of each flying sword had been greatly improved.
What satisfied him the most was that the 72 flying swords that had been refined had once again been infused with his blood essence, and the connection between them had become even closer. This also allowed him to clearly feel the astonishing spirituality contained in these flying swords.
This feeling was as if the 72 flying swords were not his Dharma treasures, but something connected to his bloodline.
Being in the secret realm, he didn't test the power of the flying sword for the time being, but he didn't need to think to know that it was definitely incomparable to the past.
In the square outside the mansion, Hu Zhen and others had been waiting for a long time. After Han Li inquired about some affairs in the secret realm, he rewarded these people with some spirit stones and told them to continue to work hard.
After that, Han Li intentionally or unintentionally asked some things about the Fire Dragon Path, but because most of these people had also stayed in this secret realm, they didn't know much.
Only one new disciple said some things about the Fire Dragon Path, which were also trivial matters, but it could also be seen that there were no major disturbances in the sect.
This made Han Li feel more or less relieved.
In this way, under the relative calm, time passed by.
A few years later, Han Li finally got the exact news from the Anicca Alliance by chance. He knew that Gu Jie had been blocked by a high-ranking member of the Anicca Alliance, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It didn't take long for the outside of the Hovering Mountain where he was located to be isolated by the Sealing Formation.
… …
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, it was already two hundred years later.
In the Hovering Mountain Secret Realm, outside a floating mountain shrouded in green light, seven or eight Young men in the uniform of the Fire Dragon Path were hovering in the air with nervous expressions on their faces, looking very anxious.
"What should we do?
Senior Brother Hu … the rising fog in the gully this time is very unusual. In the past, it would recede in a month at most, but this time, it has already been more than three months, and it still hasn't dissipated. These days, it even continues to spread upwards, this … "A round-faced Young Youth looked at the dark-skinned Young Man named Hu Zhen and asked.
"Before Elder Li went into seclusion this time, he had told us that his seclusion this time is of great importance, and we must not disturb him unless it's something very important.
If we rashly send a message to him and really affect the elder's cultivation, who will bear the responsibility? "Hu Zhen opened his mouth and said when he heard this.
"But Elder Li has been in seclusion for almost a hundred years, and no one knows when he will come out. If something really happens in the gully and affects the spiritual herb harvest, we won't be able to explain it to him," the round-faced Young Man said anxiously.
The surrounding people also nodded in agreement.
The dark-skinned Young Man frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said,
"It's definitely not appropriate to send a message to Elder Li rashly now. We have to figure out what exactly happened in the gully before we can make a decision.
For the time being, pay close attention to the changes in the fog, and let everyone keep an eye on it to prevent a large-scale attack from the White Ghouls. I'll think of a way to investigate the situation inside, and if it really doesn't work, we'll have to disturb Elder Li. "
"That's the only way …" The round-faced Young Man nodded and said.
However, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his head to look at the top of the floating mountain shrouded in green light.
In the high sky, there seemed to be a sudden gust of wind, blowing the clouds and gathering them here. Soon, they gathered into a huge gray cloud that stretched for hundreds of miles.
Within the cloud, there was a faint flowing light. At first, it flickered like a meteor, and then the light gradually became brighter and gradually stabilized, and it actually emitted a gorgeous five-colored brilliance.
"This is … Is Elder Li going to break through the realm?" The round-faced Young Man murmured.
"It should be …" The dark-skinned Young Man also said so.
Before he finished speaking, the clouds in the high sky began to spin wildly, and a five-colored light beam condensed from the Qi of Heaven and Earth fell from the sky, shrouding the entire mountain.
Everyone felt the air around them tighten, as if an invisible restriction had suddenly appeared in the void, making them feel a little uncomfortable.
Right at this moment, a series of rapid and loud buzzing sounds suddenly came from the abyss below.
"Not good, something's wrong!
Let's go! "
When the dark-skinned Young Man heard this sound, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and flew down, heading straight for the big gully below.
Seeing this, the round-faced Young Man and the others did not hesitate at all. They also lit up their escape lights and flew down after him.
All the way down, they passed hundreds of floating mountains. The surrounding disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect were constantly joining them, and gradually, they gathered into a cultivator army of more than a thousand people.
Among these people, except for a few people who were at the peak of the Void Refinement realm, the rest were mostly at the early Void Refinement realm. They had been stationed here for different periods of time, but it was at least hundreds of years.
Everyone knew that the buzzing sound meant that the range of the rising fog had exceeded the highest record in history. There would be more than ten mountains that would enter the range of the fog, and the rare spiritual herbs growing on them would be harvested by the White Ghouls.
After flying for nearly a thousand miles, the dark-skinned Young Man and the others finally saw the thick layer of fog that was like a dark cloud.
In the past, most of the mountains that would not enter the range of the fog had now been engulfed by the fog. There seemed to be a large number of living creatures running and jumping on them, and from time to time, low and hoarse roars could be heard from them.
"How could this be?" The round-faced Young Man said with a look of disbelief.
"Junior Brother Luo, the secret message talisman given by Elder Li is with you. Go and wait outside the mountain quickly. Once we can't hold on anymore, immediately use the talisman and send a message to Elder Li." Hu Zhen frowned and said quickly.
"Okay." The round-faced Young Man immediately responded.
"Remember, Elder Li is at the juncture of breaking through to the next realm. Before we retreat, you must not use the talisman." The dark-skinned Young Man reminded.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll remember it." The round-faced Young Man nodded solemnly and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and flew straight up.
"Disciples, listen up! Immediately set up the Azure Light Void Suppression Formation." Hu Zhen turned to the others with a worried expression and shouted.
"Yes." Everyone responded in unison. Their voices echoed in the gully.
The Peak Void Tempering cultivators around him immediately flashed and scattered. Each of them brought hundreds of disciples with them and flew to different places above the fog.
They waved their hands as if they had practiced this countless times. They took out large azure banners in a practiced and orderly manner and tossed them into the air in front of them. Then, they made hand seals and chanted a secret incantation.
Accompanied by a series of chanting sounds, the runes on the thousands of green banners lit up, releasing rays of green light. These rays of green light intertwined with each other, transforming into a huge green light screen, blocking the fog above.
Inside the ravine, the thick fog was like a pot of boiling water, crazily surging up. The rolling fog began to rise rapidly, and its speed was unexpectedly several times faster than before. In a moment, it had caught up to the layer of green light curtain.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! A sound that sounded like a gust of wind and waves came from the depths of the gully. The surging fog collided with the azure light barrier, causing it to shake violently.
The disciples of the Fire Dragon Sect above the light barrier tightly held onto the flagpoles of the banners in their hands. Their bodies shone brightly as they tried their best to stabilize the formation. Some of the disciples with lower cultivation bases were like willow leaves and lonely boats in a storm. Their bodies swayed continuously.
Right at this moment, humanoid silhouettes suddenly swarmed out of the thick fog. They swiftly shot up from below, and abruptly collided with the green light screen, emitting a series of muffled "bang bang" sounds.
The disciples of the Fire Dragon Taoism looked over and saw that under the green light curtain, ugly White Ghouls were madly leaping up from the Hovering Mountains as if they had gone mad, and constantly colliding with the light curtain.
The behavior of these White Ghosts was extremely strange and incomprehensible. It seemed as if they did not care about their lives at all.
Some of them even directly cracked their own skulls, causing a lot of white fluid to burst out from their skulls.