It was still late at night, and everything was quiet.
Han Li emerged from the cave abode and flew toward a certain direction as a streak of light.
Not long after he flew out, he only felt that the sky in front of him darkened. A giant white palm appeared out of thin air and fell down.
"Chi chi", countless white fire lotuses appeared out of thin air. They spun and shot out countless lotus petals, covering an area of more than a thousand meters. Han Li couldn't dodge at all.
The temperature of the nearby air suddenly dropped under the extreme cold breath. Even the ground of the nearby mountain top was covered with a layer of crystal clear frost.
Han Li was slightly startled, then he raised his hand and punched in the air. Suddenly, an invisible force surged out.
"Bang bang bang!" A series of chaotic sounds!
Almost all the white fire lotuses collapsed like bubbles, turning into crystal lights that dissipated in the sky.
The spiritual light on the surface of the giant white palm tremored violently in the face of this enormous force, and the nearby space warped slightly as a series of rumbling booms rang out.
The owner of the giant palm seemed to be a little caught off guard. He shrank in panic and disappeared into the void.
Then the void not far away fluctuated, and a figure covered in a layer of white light emerged. The figure was holding a crystal clear blue jade ruler in his hand. The surface of the ruler was engraved with circles of mysterious patterns that looked like whorls.
As soon as the figure appeared, he flipped his hand and threw the jade ruler into the sky.
The ruler spun and grew to more than a thousand meters in size. The spirit patterns on the surface lit up in a series, blooming a dazzling blue brilliance.
The white figure raised one hand.
There was a loud whistling sound!
Immediately, the giant ruler let out a long sound, and it struck down at Han Li with the sound of wind and thunder.
Han Li's eyes flashed slightly. He moved his sleeve and stretched out his hand, grabbing in the air.
Before he really grabbed it, a huge force that could condense the air surged toward the giant ruler. The spiritual light on the surface of the ruler trembled violently. It spun in the air and couldn't fall down.
At this moment, the spirit patterns on the surface of the giant ruler shone brightly, and a phantom of a monster with a bull's head and a dragon's body appeared vaguely. It opened its mouth and let out a strange roar that sounded like a bull's roar.
The giant blue ruler buzzed and trembled, and was about to descend again.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and activated the Little Big Dipper Origin Art. Immediately, five dots of blue light flashed from his chest and abdomen, faintly forming the image of the Big Dipper. However, only five of the stars shone brightly, while the other two were dim and dull.
The five fingers that he stretched out suddenly came together, and the nearby void suddenly twisted and swayed!
The strange dragon shadow on the surface of the huge blue ruler let out a miserable wail, and dispersed with a 'bang'.
"Friend Han, I'm Sima Jingming. Please show mercy!" The white figure hurriedly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the white light around him disappeared, revealing a man in a purple robe with a head full of white hair.
Han Li's eyes flashed, and he stopped clenching his fist.
Sima Jingming made a lightning-fast hand seal, and the giant blue ruler shrunk to a hundred times its original size. In a flash, it returned to his hand.
He let out a sigh of relief.
Just now, through the spirit treasure in his hand, he could clearly feel how terrifying the other party's grasp was. If he had hesitated for even a moment, he feared that the treasure would have lost a great deal of its spirituality.
Although he hadn't used his full strength, it was obvious that the other party had been merciful when he saw how casually the other party had dealt with his attack.
"What is the meaning of this, Fellow Sima?" Han Li expressionlessly asked with his hands behind his back.
"Friend Han, please don't mind me. I didn't mean to offend you. I only wanted to test your true strength.
After all, the agreement between you and the Old Ancestor is an extremely important matter to our sect. I have to see what the sect's one million years of savings can be exchanged for. "Sima Jingming flipped his hand and put away the jade ruler.
"How do you feel now, Fellow Daoist?" Han Li raised an eyebrow with a hint of a smile on his face.
"Brother Han's strength is far stronger than I expected. Being able to cultivate the Little Big Dipper Origin Art to such a level in such a short period of time is truly an eye-opener for me.
Our sect has also cultivated this cultivation method in the past, but unfortunately, they were only at the beginner level. "Sima Jingming sighed and sincerely praised.
"You're far too kind, Fellow Daoist Sima," Han Li replied with a smile.
He paused for a moment and continued, "As for the lost records in your sect's Scripture Pavilion, after Han is done with his business, I can make a copy of them."
"Friend Han is too polite. Our sect has a copy of the missing records.
However, I hope you won't forget your promise to the ancestor. "Sima Jingming said and cupped his hands at Han Li.
"Han naturally won't go back on his word." Han Li calmly said.
"Good, I'm relieved to hear that.
Brother Han seems to have something to do. I won't disturb you anymore. "Sima Jingming cupped his hands at Han Li again.
Han Li didn't say anything else. His body was wrapped in a green light and he flew away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
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Celestial Realm, Northern Frost Celestial Realm.
A green mountain that was more than a thousand feet tall was shrouded in dense spirit energy. At the peak of the mountain, there was a magnificent golden palace that was shining brightly under the sun.
At this moment, an old man with a long beard wearing a purple-gold robe and a lotus crown was sitting on a large red sandalwood chair in the main hall. He was holding a crystal clear jade teacup in his hand. After taking a sip slowly, he raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.
The person looked to be in his twenties or thirties. He wore black clothes and bowed respectfully to the old man. He said, "Immortal Elder Tong Xu, this junior is Fang Pan. Today, I came to ask Immortal Elder Tong Xu to help me find someone."
The old man put the teacup on the side table and said, "I am not interested in who you are. However, you should know the rules of the Tong Xu Pavilion, right?"
The Youth in black immediately took half a step forward and said, "A ten thousand year Void Sea Purple Yang Flower, two high grade Golden Eyed Dragon's Eye Stones, and a bottle of Boyang Yin Water. Is Immortal Elder satisfied?"
After he finished speaking, two exquisite purple boxes and a white jade bottle appeared in the void in front of him. The lid of the box and the bottle were opened by themselves, revealing the contents inside.
The old man glanced at them and his eyes lit up. He nodded slightly and said, "You have some sincerity.
Tell me, who are you looking for? "
The Youth in black furrowed his brows and said, "This person is a formidable enemy that I met in the past. I thought that he had died in my hands three hundred years ago. Recently, I found out that he might still be alive. However, I don't know where he is now. I hope Immortal Elder can help me find him."
"Is there anything related to his bloodline, hair, scales, or anything like that?" The old man asked.
The Youth in black hesitated for a moment. He turned his wrist and took out a white porcelain bottle. He handed it over and said, "This person's bloodline is a little special.
When I fought with him, I managed to obtain a drop of blood essence. Immortal Elder, please take a look and see if it is suitable. "
The old man took the porcelain bottle and shook it. He felt that it was quite heavy. He opened the bottle cap and sniffed it. His expression changed immediately.
"Strange, strange. Who is this person?
His bloodline contains so many kinds of spiritual force? "Immortal Elder Tong Xu exclaimed in surprise.
"This … I won't hide it from Immortal Elder. This person is someone who ascended from the Lower Realm. He has a variety of magical abilities and is not weak. I was lucky to defeat him in the past." The Youth in black hesitated for a moment before replying.
"Someone who ascended from the Lower Realm … Forget it. Come with me."
Immortal Elder Tong Xu pondered for a moment. He stood up and walked toward the back of the hall with one hand behind his back.
The Youth in black followed him around a beautiful golden lacquer screen in the hall. They passed through the back of the hall and arrived at a secret room.
The secret room was very spacious. The floor was engraved with three layers of circular patterns. It was obvious that they were some kind of extremely complicated array patterns.
There were no tables or chairs in the room. There was only a large bronze urn in the center.
The urn was about three feet tall. It was also engraved with simple and strange patterns. They were closely connected with the patterns on the floor.
The Youth in black followed Immortal Elder Tong Xu to the large urn. He looked down and saw that the urn was filled with a black liquid. The liquid's surface vaguely reflected their figures.
The old man opened the lid of the porcelain bottle in his hand. With a flip of his wrist, he poured the drop of blood essence inside the urn.
"Ding Dong"
A drop of pale golden blood slipped from the bottle and fell into the urn. It made a soft sound and splashed rings of ripples that spread to the surroundings.
Then, Fang Pan saw that the black liquid in the urn immediately dissipated along with the ripples. In the blink of an eye, the urn became clear.
Through the liquid, he could see that the bottom of the urn was also engraved with circular patterns.
When Immortal Elder Tong Xu saw this, his lips moved and he immediately chanted an obscure incantation.
"Open"
After a long while, he shouted and poked at the space between his eyebrows with one hand. Then, he pointed at the bronze urn.
"Buzz …" A muffled sound was heard.
When the bronze urn touched the edge of the urn, it suddenly shook. The engraved patterns on the urn suddenly emitted a strong green light.
Then, the light spread down along the runes and quickly lit up the entire formation on the ground.
Before Fang Pan could react, he was shrouded in a green light.
He suddenly realized that he was standing on a vast body of water. When he looked around, he saw that he was surrounded by green mountains.
"This is … a jar!" After looking for a moment, the black-clothed young man muttered to himself in sudden realization.
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