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A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality · Bab 871

Chapter 871: Heaven-Tier Spirit Treasure — Stranded

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The space here wasn't particularly tall. Han Li reached the top in the blink of an eye. Gazing at the grayish clouds overhead, he circulated the spiritual power throughout his body, his eyes flashing with blue light as he halted his flying light.

Under his Bright and Clear Spirit Eyes, the cloud layer above appeared a pale blue. But behind those clouds was a thin, silver gauze-like substance, suspended high above without so much as a tremor.

Could this be the restriction the Spirit World cultivator had set up? A thought struck Han Li. He raised one hand, spread his five fingers, and a cyan sphere of light materialized in his palm.

The next instant, the sphere shot forth and silently merged into the cloud layer.

Moments later, Han Li clearly watched as the sphere passed through the silver restriction without any issue, flew another dozen zhang or so, then seemed to strike something and burst apart on its own.

Han Li's expression relaxed. His body immediately shimmered with cyan spiritual light as he transformed into a cyan streak of rainbow and flew straight into the cloud layer.

Even though he had probed it earlier, Han Li still felt a jolt of anxiety as he passed through the silver restriction. Fortunately, he made it through unharmed and didn't trigger it.

It seemed the restrictions on the ruins of the Spirit Dwelling Garden had truly been set up only to target the Ancient Demons. He couldn't help but wonder whether the garden's fragmentation had anything to do with the Ancient Demons as well.

For reasons he couldn't explain, this peculiar thought had surfaced in Han Li's mind once more.

Once past the restriction, Han Li naturally felt more at ease. He fully activated his spiritual sense and Bright and Clear Spirit Eyes, inspecting the spatial barrier inch by inch.

The area of several dozen zhang was checked over in no time. He found nothing unusual.

Han Li had completely calmed down from the excitement of obtaining the spirit medicines, and he knew his troubles were likely about to get much worse.

He lowered his head to look below. The veil-like silver restriction shimmered and caught the eye. But after a moment's hesitation, he ultimately decided against going over to investigate.

The power of that silver flame was still fresh in his memory. He had no desire to trigger this restriction needlessly and bring about his own demise.

After checking the area from the air two more times, Han Li let out a sigh and descended back to the ground, his face full of disappointment.

"Master..."

"I didn't find anything. It seems this place is truly sealed off completely. There are no exploitable weaknesses." Han Li said expressionlessly.

"Doesn't that mean we could be trapped here forever? The ability to cleave open space out of thin air—that's something only a Deity Transformation stage cultivator can do." Yinyue also grew somewhat uneasy.

Hearing this, Han Li didn't argue, but the furrows in his brow deepened.

After his eyes flickered a few times, he walked toward one of the spatial walls to the side.

Yinyue was taken aback for a moment, then quickly followed after him.

When he was several zhang away from the spatial wall, Han Li flicked both sleeves without a word. With a burst of golden light, several dozen golden flying swords shot out from his sleeves, and with a rapid series of hand seals, they coalesced above his head in the blink of an eye into a massive golden sword, over a zhang in length.

Raising his hand again, Han Li pointed a finger at the sword.

A rumbling peal of thunder erupted as golden arcs of lightning sprang from the blade. He had activated the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder without hesitation.

Then, opening his mouth again, he blew out a wisp of purple flame that drifted lightly and also struck the sword's blade.

Immediately, purple flame and golden light interwove and flickered across the giant sword, the sound of thunder crackling ceaselessly, its momentum surging greatly.

With a low shout from Han Li, the giant sword circled in the air before transforming into a startling arc of gold and purple light that slashed fiercely at the spatial wall before him.

A tremendous boom rang out as a blindingly bright sphere of light erupted ahead, shaking the entire space and sending it humming and vibrating.

Han Li hastily formed hand seals, and the streak of light shot back with a whoosh. After its dazzling radiance subsided, it reverted to the giant sword once more.

As the blinding light ahead gradually faded, Han Li stared closely, narrowing his eyes.

Yinyue could see clearly from behind as well. At the point where the giant sword had struck the spatial wall, there was not the slightest crack. It had merely twisted and wobbled for a moment before returning to its pristine state. A hint of frustration appeared on her delicate face.

Han Li's gaze flickered ceaselessly, his thoughts unknown.

"Heh heh! Kid, you think you can break through the space here just like that? That's nothing but a pipe dream!" Dayan Shenjun remarked lazily upon seeing that Han Li's strike had been completely ineffective.

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