In the sky above a manggu forest, a green jade flying car sped past. After dragging a long green streamer in the sky, it suddenly stopped.
On the flying carriage, Han Li was adding pieces of Immortal Essence Stones to the array on the carriage.
These days, he no longer cared about the consumption of Immortal Essence Stones. He only wanted to keep the flying carriage at the highest speed so that it would not be caught by the Golden Devouring Immortal.
At this moment, Jintong was also sitting cross-legged in the carriage with a bitter face. The Pixiu was lying not far behind her with its head drooping on the edge of the flying carriage. No one knew what it was thinking.
"Uncle, if we really can't get rid of that guy, will you leave me behind and run away?" Jintong suddenly asked with a gloomy face.
"If you have the time to think about it, you might as well hurry to recover and go back to Little White's stomach." A trace of fatigue flashed in Han Li's eyes and he said with a smile.
"That guy is getting more and more anxious today, so I have to hide in Little White's stomach most of the time. If I don't get killed by him, I will be suffocated by Little White instead. That will be too aggrieved." Jintong frowned and sighed.
"Boss, you treat my stomach like an inn. You come and go, in and out, making me feel a little nauseous recently. I haven't even complained yet, so don't complain.
Otherwise, I won't be able to hold back and spit you out the next time the Golden Devouring Immortal catches up … "The white jade Pixiu turned to look at her and said sadly.
"Hehe … Little White, if you feel uncomfortable with me staying in your stomach, then you can stay in my stomach.
You have eaten so many heavenly treasures and immortal artifacts. Maybe you can make my cultivation soar like that pill cauldron.
At that time, maybe it can be reversed and I will chase that guy all over the world. "Jintong glanced at the white jade Pixiu and said maliciously.
When the latter heard this, she immediately turned her head and kept quiet out of fear.
Jintong wanted to tease the Pixiu a few more times when he saw this, but the smile on his face suddenly froze, and then he turned to look at Han Li and cried out anxiously. "Uncle, quickly, quickly … That fellow has caught up again."
"Go back to Little White's stomach first." Han Li's face also revealed a trace of nervousness as he said to him.
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately made a hand sign, and the jade flying carriage turned into a stream of light and flew far away.
Jin Tong quickly took out a Soul Armor Talisman and slapped it on his body.
Soon after, she turned into a thumb-sized golden beetle and was swallowed by the white jade Pixiu. As for the white jade Pixiu, it turned into a white jade pendant and was placed into Han Li's storage pouch.
"Uncle, based on what I sensed earlier, that fellow seems to be even faster than before. Can we increase our speed again?" Jintong's voice rang out in Han Li's mind through the mental link.
"This is the maximum speed I can reach right now.
How much longer do you think it will take for it to catch up to us? "Han Li asked.
"If it maintains its current speed, it will definitely be able to catch up to us within one and a half months." Jintong immediately replied.
Han Li frowned and did not speak for a long time.
After a while, he waved his hand and took out the map he had obtained from the Beast Race. After carefully examining it for a moment, he suddenly stopped and suspended it in mid-air.
"Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust …"
Han Li muttered to himself. He suddenly turned the flying carriage around and sped off in another direction.
Time flew by in a flash and soon, more than a month had passed.
In the wilderness, thousands of miles of mountains flashed past. Han Li did not know how far he had flown on the jade flying carriage before he finally followed the direction indicated on the map and arrived at a red river valley.
As he approached the entrance of the valley, Han Li stopped in the distance and looked into the distance. He saw that on the mountain walls on both sides of the valley entrance, there were two huge carvings of a lion with a human body and a human face. The one on the left had its hands crossed in front of its chest in a praying posture, while the one on the right had a sharp axe in its hand and was glaring in a threatening manner.
In between the two mountain walls, there was a huge stone arch bridge. Many foreign tribe members wearing bone armor were patrolling back and forth on the bridge.
These foreign tribe members were twice as tall as humans. Each of them had the backs of a tiger and the waists of a bear. They were very strong and their faces were similar to humans. However, around their cheeks, there was a ring of lion heads. There were five or six lion heads, but they were all different.
This place was known as the Red Conch River Valley. The tribe that lived here was one of the eight sacred tribes of the Beast Race, the Hu Lion Tribe.
Below the stone arch bridge were three huge semicircular holes. Three huge streams of turbid water shot out from the holes like water dragons spitting out. They raised a large cloud of water mist in the air, and there was a faint reflection of rainbows in the air.
When Han Li examined the map a few months ago, he discovered that he wasn't too far from the Hu Lion Tribe's encampment. As a result, he quickly changed directions and rushed over.
Along the way, Jin Tong would occasionally hide in Little White's belly and conceal his aura. However, the Gold Devouring Beetle was getting closer and closer to them as the distance between them grew shorter and shorter.
In the last few days, Han Li no longer needed Jin Tong's perception. He could sense its presence through his spiritual sense.
Han Li gazed at the valley for a moment and his hands suddenly formed an incantation gesture. After a few chants, his aura was suddenly suppressed to the extreme.
Then, his figure flew diagonally from the sky and landed in the murky long river with a ferocious current.
There was a soft "Pu" sound.
Han Li's figure stirred up a small wave on the surface of the river before he fell to the bottom.
After falling to the bottom, Han Li's feet stepped on the riverbed and he did his best not to use any Immortal Spiritual Power. He stepped on the soft mud of the riverbed and moved upstream.
The terrain at the bottom of the river was very complex. There were whirlpools and undercurrents everywhere. They were wrapped in a large amount of mud and the impact they produced was not much weaker than magic treasures. Fortunately, Han Li's physique was strong enough that he could walk very smoothly without using Immortal Spiritual Power.
Not long after, he had already followed the gradually rising riverbed and arrived under the giant arch bridge at the mouth of the valley.
At that moment, Han Li suddenly raised an eyebrow. He noticed that the river up ahead had suddenly begun to ripple violently. Several hundred huge black fish that were over three meters long swam down from the upper reaches of the river in a school, heading directly toward him.
These black fish had dense scales on their bodies that reflected a metallic luster. At first glance, it was obvious that they had been polished like steel by the mud of the river. In addition, when they opened their mouths, they revealed crisscrossed white teeth that were like sawteeth. They had a bit of a savage appearance.
Han Li looked at this group of fierce black fish that were grinding their teeth at him. He frowned slightly and sighed in his heart. The Treasure Wheel of Truth in his body instantly reversed. His figure suddenly blurred and slipped through the group of huge black fish.
Now that a few months had passed, he had recovered a few time dao patterns. He could barely use the Treasure Wheel of Truth.
Sure enough, just as he slightly used a bit of Immortal Spiritual Power and produced some fluctuations of spiritual power, the members of the Hu Lion Clan stationed on the arch bridge noticed that something was wrong. They all looked toward the river.
One of them pondered for a moment and immediately made a decision, "Go blow the Luo Ming Horn, there may be Insect Clan sneaking in."
Another member of the Hu Lion Clan hesitated for a moment and said, "With such a small fluctuation, it's most likely a demonic beast that came in by mistake. The black-scaled fish should be able to take care of it."
The leader of the guards of the Hu Lion Clan said with a serious expression, "Right now, the Clan Leader is not in the clan. We must not let our guard down. Do not underestimate even the slightest abnormality. Go blow the horn immediately."
"Yes." That person responded and hurriedly ran toward the right side of the entrance of the valley.
Very soon, a desolate and heavy but extremely penetrating sound of the horn reverberated in the red river valley. Even though Han Li was underwater, he could still hear it clearly.
Then, one after another, the sound of the horn traveled all the way to the bottom of the river valley.
From the caves on both sides of the river valley, members of the Hu Lion Clan wearing bone armor continuously flew out. Under the leadership of a clan leader, they gathered into groups on both sides of the river valley and began to investigate the river.
At the same time, the huge wooden ballistae set up on both sides of the river valley also turned their direction and aimed at the river. Those thick and long arrows that were as long as spears flickered with a dark green light, as if they were smeared with some kind of savage poison.
Han Li stealthily made his way to a huge rock in the river valley before stopping.
With a thought, he transmitted his voice to Jin Tong, "You can come out now and lure that Golden Immortal Shi over."
"Alright, Uncle. Watch me." Jin Tong replied with a sneaky smile.
Then, Han Li waved his hand and a golden light flashed. The red-dressed little girl appeared beside him.
After the little girl steadied herself at the bottom of the river, she immediately closed her eyes and emitted a strong fluctuation of spiritual power.
On an altar on the left bank of the river valley, a member of the Hu Lion Clan wearing a red robe who looked like a priest suddenly turned pale when he sensed the fluctuation.
"Elder Yin Tong, this is bad!
This fluctuation … seems to be … the Spiritual Insect … "He stuttered to an Early-stage Golden Immortal Elder beside him as if he was in disbelief.
"How is this possible? A few days ago, the Patriarch sent news that he was in a standoff with the Insect Race army at the Dark Star Canyon and couldn't return to the clan for the time being. Why would the Spiritual Insect come to our Red Conch Valley? There must be a mistake …" The elder named Yin Tong also said in disbelief.
"Wait, it seems a little different. This fluctuation of aura …" Before he could finish his words, his expression changed again as if he was struck by lightning. He was stunned on the spot.
What happened? "Yin Tong's heart tightened and he quickly asked.
"Another … another one is coming …" The Grand Priest slowly turned his head to look in the direction of the valley entrance and murmured.
"What do you mean another one is coming? Speak clearly." Yin Tong was a little annoyed when he saw this.