140: Mausoleum of the Great Sage [Please vote for me! 】

One Night Rakshasa corpse after another fell to the ground, scarlet liquid flowed, and a bloody scent permeated the air.

They had barely reacted before the Night Rakshasa were all cleanly dead.

"His strength... is so formidable!"

The Third Prince's pupils constricted, and a strong sense of apprehension rose in his heart.

The power displayed in that single move made him feel a sense of dread.

Enveloped by the bloody scent, in the silence, Han Li's figure moved. The bodies of six Elementary Demon King Night Rakshasa were torn open, and their Demonic Cores were all collected by Han Li.

As for the Night Rakshasa's bodies, Han Li had little interest.

Innate True Fire covered them, burning fiercely, and sizzling sounds pulled everyone's thoughts back.

"Young Hero Han possesses an amazing Divine Ability!"

The Third Prince looked at Han Li, a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, you flatter me. These were just a bunch of small fries."

Han Li said.

Small fries... Six Elementary Demon King Night Rakasha, are these still small fries?!

Looking at Han Li, everyone murmured in their hearts, but the strength he displayed was indeed undeniable.

Dozens of Night Rakshasa, without even a chance to counterattack, even the Elementary Demon King Night Rakshasa could not escape that fierce strike just now.

"Haha, with Young Hero Han's Divine Ability, this prince believes that this time, it will definitely be very smooth."

The Third Prince laughed, and everyone casually agreed.

After this "small interlude," Han Li had left a deep impression in the hearts of the Martial Artists.

The group continued to go deeper... The Red Moon hung in the sky, its scarlet moonlight illuminating the Gobi Desert.

After traveling for about an hour, besides the first wave of Night Rakshasa, they had not encountered any other Night Rakshasa or other demons.

It was very quiet here, so quiet that it seemed they could only hear their own footsteps.

Among the crowd, Han Li still walked at the very back, his powerful Divine Sense constantly probing.

He could clearly perceive any disturbance.

It was always good to be cautious.

Although they were traveling together, once a special situation arose, this group of people might quickly fall apart.

Trusting others was not as good as trusting oneself.

"Whoosh—!"

In the blood-colored sky, a low roar emerged.

Han Li and the others stopped and looked up at the sky.

Beneath Chi Yue, in the depths of the sky, a large number of shadows appeared.

A flock of birds.

However, they were very large, each about ten feet in size, and the leading bird was even larger, approximately twenty feet in size.

Its wings spread out, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

Demonic Qi surged.

The feathers on this flock of birds all had a metallic sheen.

"Iron-Winged Vultures!"

A Martial Artist spoke, instantly naming the flock of birds.

And at this moment, in the Void Realm, metallic feathers suddenly shot through the air like arrows, swooping down with a force greater than that of a fully drawn bow.

"Demon-Shattering Hand!"

One of the Martial Artists immediately acted, his True Qi erupting to form a large True Qi hand that instantly met the attack.

"Clang, clang, clang!!!"

The large True Qi hand and the feathers collided, emitting metallic sounds.

And at this moment, hundreds of sword shadows, like peerless divine swords, shot up into the sky.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!"

The sword shadows struck, tearing through the Void Realm. Iron-Winged Vultures were slain one by one, and even the Intermediate Demon King Iron-Winged Vulture King only endured three sword shadows before being completely annihilated.

Their bodies fell like dumplings, crashing to the ground, shaking the earth.

A large amount of blood Qi surged into Han Li's body, and the Heaven and Earth Demon Seed pulsed, instantly sealing it away.

"Swish—!"

True Qi surged, tearing open the Iron-Winged Vulture King's body, and its Demonic Core was instantly obtained.

The other Martial Artists watched this scene and said nothing.

Whoever could kill it, the spoils belonged to them; they had no objections.

However, Han Li's attack speed was very fast, and every move was fatal. Even an Intermediate Demon King could not withstand his single sword strike.

In the eyes of several Peak Martial Artists, an even stronger sense of apprehension emerged.

The distance just now was at least a hundred feet or more. From over a hundred feet away, he slew with a single sword.

And he did not use any Magic Treasure. This strength, they probably all had to concede three points.

The Third Prince's face was beaming with smiles as he praised Han Li again, and the group continued on their journey... Half a day later, the group finally left the Gobi Desert.

In half a day, they had encountered several groups of demons.

Without exception, Han Li always struck first, activating the Taiqing Shadowless Swordplay, and slaying them cleanly.

In half a day, he had harvested a massive amount of blood Qi, and the progress of the Heaven and Earth Demon Seed had advanced further.

It was only six percent away from a Level Seven Demon Seed.

He didn't know what others would gain from this ruin, but his own gains were definitely significant.

The deeper they went, the stronger the demons they encountered. Outside, it was not so easy to encounter so many demons.

He had come to this Rakshasa Ruins at the right time... Ahead, mountains stood tall, and on the ground, some ruined architectural remains could be seen.

The dilapidated palace, eroded by time, no longer retained its former glory.

Half a day had passed, and Han Li's group had not encountered the other groups of people.

The Rakshasa Ruins were vast, divided into several areas. Although four groups of people had entered, so far, they had not met any of the other groups.

Upon arriving at this area of ruined architecture, the group's footsteps halted.

"Your Highness, how much further is the target?" a Martial Artist asked.

"If it's tomorrow afternoon, we should be able to reach it. So, about a day's time."

"Everyone has worked hard. There shouldn't be any demons nearby here. Let's rest for a moment, and then we'll continue," the Third Prince said, looking at the group.

"Alright."

The group nodded, then each found a place to sit.

Han Li leaned against a pillar, appearing to be meditating with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was using his Divine Sense to check the surroundings.

This time, the final destination was a mausoleum.

And this mausoleum, according to the Third Prince, was the tomb of the Great Sage Baoxiang.

The mausoleum of a Supreme Paragon.

It was fraught with danger.

Although most of the Restrictions inside the mausoleum had lost their effectiveness, the mausoleum itself contained immense danger.

Furthermore, within the mausoleum, there were even more Night Rakshasa. Compared to the Night Rakshasa outside, those inside the mausoleum were stronger.

It could even be said that almost all of them were Demon King-level existences.

Of course, the exact situation would only be clear upon reaching the mausoleum of the Great Sage Baoxiang.

And this mausoleum was also the destination of the other groups.

"Young Hero Han."

The Third Prince's voice came, and Han Li opened his eyes. The Third Prince was standing in front of him.

Seeing Han Li open his eyes, the Third Prince squatted down, a smile on his face as he looked at him.

"Does Your Highness have something?" Han Li asked, looking at the Third Prince.

The Third Prince smiled at him and said, "Nothing much, it's just that along the way, Young Hero Han has been the one dealing with the demons. This prince, on behalf of everyone else, thanks Young Hero Han for his efforts."

"The Third Prince is too polite," Han Li said indifferently.

The Third Prince smiled at him, then suddenly transmitted True Qi: "When we enter the Great Sage's mausoleum tomorrow afternoon, if we encounter others, there might be some conflicts. This prince has some grievances with my other imperial brothers. Young Hero Han, at that time, I will need your help, and I will definitely give you an extra reward."

"Oh?"

Listening to the Third Prince's sudden True Qi transmission, Han Li's eyes narrowed.

A conflict!

This was using him as a weapon.

Taking the opportunity to eliminate the subordinates of the other princes?

However, in this way, he might be able to obtain a considerable amount of blood Qi.

His mind raced like lightning, and soon, Han Li recovered, transmitting a reply: "The Third Prince is too polite. If a conflict breaks out, I will certainly act."

"Good, very good. At that time, Young Hero Han just needs to listen to my transmission," the Third Prince replied via transmission.

Han Li nodded silently.

The Third Prince's face broke into a smile, then he stood up and walked towards the other Peak Martial Artists.

"Killing with a borrowed knife. This way, I can openly collect blood Qi..."

Looking at the Third Prince's figure, Han Li remained outwardly calm, but a brilliant smile spread in his heart.

The Third Prince wanted to use him to solve his other troubles, which perfectly suited his intentions.

At that time, he could kill to his heart's content.

The blood Qi of a Peak Martial Artist could allow him to Cultivate a Dragon Elephant Divine Embryo. How could he refuse such a good opportunity... A moment later, everyone continued their journey.

The Third Prince led the way, and the group headed towards the deeper regions.

—

"Roar—!!!"

In the mountains, a roar echoed, and a mountaintop exploded, revealing a fifteen-foot-tall ox-headed monster.

Its size was like a small mountain, with black fur, and powerful Demonic Qi surged. It was clearly a Peak Demon King.

The Third Prince and his group stopped, their gazes fixed on the Peak Demon King that had appeared not far away.

This was an Ox Devil King.

Its aura was far more terrifying than that of an ordinary Peak Martial Artist.

Its two eyes were like giant lanterns.

Its enormous size was filled with a strong sense of oppression.

"Who among you will deal with this demon?" the Third Prince asked.

"A mere Ox Devil, leave it to me." A voice sounded, and in the next instant, a golden light burst forth, directly charging towards the giant Ox Devil King.

It was Han Li.

"Young Hero Han, this person is truly remarkable. All the demons along the way have been dealt with by him. We truly feel a bit ashamed."

Among them, the Silver-haired old man, a Peak Martial Artist, sighed.

"Young Hero Han, this person, at first glance, is inherently righteous and powerful. In the future, he will surely be a Supreme Paragon."

Another person spoke.

However, despite their words, not a single person made a move.

A Peak Demon King, one-on-one, even for a Martial Artist of the same Peak cultivation, felt like immense pressure.

One careless mistake, and they themselves could be severely injured.

They supported Han Li verbally, but in action, no one moved.

The Third Prince listened to everyone speaking, sighed in his heart, and looked at Han Li, who was charging towards the Ox Devil King.

In just a flash, with a loud bang, the fifteen to eighteen-foot-tall Ox Devil King was directly sent flying. Its mountain-like body smashed through a mountaintop, rocks exploded, and dust flew.

"Clashing head-on with a Demon King in Physical Body strength?!"

"Hiss..."

Watching this scene, everyone involuntarily gasped.

Punching a Peak Demon King-level Ox Devil King into the air.

This power was truly astonishing.

"Roar—!!"

At this moment, from within the thick dust, a resounding Dragon's roar echoed, and golden light burst forth. Faintly, in the Void Realm, eight illusory azure Dragons could be seen.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!"

Watching this scene, everyone's eyes narrowed.

A Dragon's illusion? Could it be martial arts related to the Dragon Clan?!

And at this moment, with a thunderous roar, a large mountain instantly collapsed, the earth shook, and powerful fluctuations surged forth.

With an unstoppable force, it crushed everything, and the surrounding rocks and vegetation instantly turned to dust.

A group of people involuntarily retreated a few steps, activating their True Qi to resist the sweeping impact.

"Young Hero Han's strength is truly astonishing, Brother Xu. You are from the Wu Dynasty, have you never heard of him?"

An Intermediate Realm middle-aged man asked.

The others also pricked up their ears to listen.

So young, with such strength, this must be a Prodigy from a major power.

Xu Feng shook his head: "I left the Wu Dynasty three years ago and haven't returned in recent years, so I haven't heard of him."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes flickered.

And at this moment, from the center of the destruction, a sound of air being torn echoed, and Han Li's figure appeared.

He stepped through the air, quickly arriving before everyone.

He... he died just like that?!

Looking at the swirling dust in the center of the destruction, everyone's hearts pounded.

"Young Hero Han, that Devil King?"

"Dead," Han Li said calmly.

"!!!!"

Upon hearing Han Li's answer, the hearts of all the Martial Artists pounded fiercely.

A Peak Devil King was killed in less than a few dozen breaths.

"Young Hero Han's Divine Skill is unrivaled, and his strength reaches the heavens. This old man is impressed," the Silver-haired old man said, cupping his hands in a salute.

"Young Hero Han's Divine Skill is world-shaking; he is truly a rare Prodigy of this era," another Martial Artist spoke, flattering him profusely.

Everyone else also spoke up, and even the eyes of a few Intermediate Realm Martial Artists showed a hint of awe when they looked at Han Li.

Being able to easily slay this Peak Devil King also indirectly indicated that Han Li had the strength to kill any one of them.

Even the Third Prince would probably be no match for Han Li.

"Damn it, where did the Third Prince find such a fierce person!"

All the Martial Artists muttered in their hearts, feeling both awe and fear towards Han Li.

When the balance is broken, if something unexpected happens, it could be very dangerous.

"This person... if he doesn't use a Dao Artifact, I probably won't be able to suppress him."

The Third Prince looked at Han Li, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

He almost instantly killed an Intermediate Realm Devil King. His strength was even more terrifying than he had anticipated.

And from beginning to end, he had never seen Han Li use any Magic Treasure.

Does he have a Dao Artifact on him?!

A question arose in the Third Prince's mind.

Dao Artifacts are not controlled by ordinary people, and Han Li is certainly not an ordinary person, so it's hard to say if he has a Dao Artifact.

It's likely that he does.

"His background is probably not simple either. Perhaps he also has Talismans from a giant. In that case, it's better not to turn hostile so easily."

Thoughts flashed through the Third Prince's mind, and he quickly regained his composure.

"Young Hero Han, are you alright?"

Looking at Han Li, the Third Prince said with a friendly smile on his face.

"I'm fine. Let's continue on our way and reach the tomb sooner," Han Li said, shaking his head.

"Alright then, let's continue," the Third Prince nodded.

The group continued their journey.

Han Li was still at the very back, but some of the people in front subconsciously moved forward sideways.

They couldn't afford to provoke this formidable person.

"Daoist Han, may I ask which force in the Wu Dynasty you hail from?" Xu Feng asked as they walked.

The others also listened as they walked.

They were all very curious about Han Li's identity.

He must be a Genius from a major power in the Wu Dynasty.

"I come from a small force, not worth mentioning," Han Li said indifferently.

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Xu Feng's heart choked.

From a small force? I'd believe a ghost before I believe you!

Xu Feng's eyes rolled, and the names of the Twelve Sects of the Nine Provinces flashed through his mind.

"His swordplay is extraordinary. Could he be from Cangjian Palace?"

"Cangjian Palace seems to have a Nie Cangqiong, whose strength is very powerful, but his age doesn't seem to match, does it? If he's not from Cangjian Palace, then which major force is he from?"

His thoughts raced, and Xu Feng regained his composure, walking and observing.

He wished he could remember every detail of Han Li in his mind.

"Since Brother Han is unwilling to reveal his background, can you at least tell me which province you are from?"

Xu Feng was persistent and continued to ask.

"The Nine Provinces of the Wu Dynasty," Han Li uttered four words.

Xu Feng: "..."

Alright, no more questions. It was clear he was guarding against him.

"With such strong strength and such Cultivation, he certainly isn't an unknown figure. When the time comes, I'll contact my friends in the Wu Dynasty, and I'll definitely be able to find out his origins."

Thoughts flashed through Xu Feng's mind, and he calmed himself.

At this moment, Han Li suddenly glanced at him, his gaze cold.

This brief glance made Xu Feng shiver involuntarily.

"That look, did he guess what I was thinking?"

Xu Feng muttered to himself, and looking at Han Li, he showed what he considered to be a friendly smile.

"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Why is he smiling?"

Han Li was taken aback by the sudden smile on Xu Feng's face.

And even if he was smiling, he was smiling so unpleasantly that Han Li really wanted to slap him.

But he still held back.

After all, one doesn't hit a smiling face.

Although the smile was a bit unpleasant, he wasn't crazy; he couldn't just slap someone for smiling unpleasantly.

So, Han Li simply looked away.

"Uh, could it be that he resents me? It can't be, I just asked about his background..."

Seeing Han Li turn his head with a cold expression, Xu Feng was a bit confused.

But with Han Li's cold face, he didn't dare to ask again.

If he angered this formidable person, he would be no match.

—

Crossing mountains and rivers, flying over rivers.

A day passed, and the group was getting closer and closer to their destination.

The red sky still had that one Chi Yue hanging high.

Bloodlight illuminated the earth, and the world was filled with an indescribable sense of eeriness.

During their journey, they encountered several more waves of Night Rakshasa. Without exception, Han Li alone dealt with all of them.

The others didn't even have a chance to act.

Han Li also collected the Demon Cores of the slain Devil Kings into his own bag.

The harvest was huge.

However, Han Li did not encounter any Peak Devil Kings, only that one Devil King. After that, he didn't see any more.

"We're here! The tomb is just ahead!"

As they walked, the Third Prince suddenly pointed forward, his expression excited.

Hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted.

Looking ahead, a sprawling mountain range appeared before their eyes.

The mountain was a thousand zhang high, towering majestically.

Towering trees grew there.

"Third Prince, it doesn't look like there's a tomb here," a Martial Artist asked.

The Third Prince put away the map and smiled, saying: "The Great Sage's tomb is inside the mountain, so you naturally can't see it from the outside. We need to find the entrance to enter the mountain, and then follow the tomb entrance to go in. Inside, it's like an underground palace world."

"I see..."

Hearing the Third Prince's explanation, everyone immediately understood.

"Let's go. The others should have already entered the Great Sage's tomb, and we can't delay too much either."

The Third Prince waved his hand, and everyone immediately moved towards the towering mountain nearby.

"Young Hero Han, listen to my voice transmission later. Don't act as soon as you meet them," the Third Prince suddenly transmitted as they advanced.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I understand," Han Li replied via voice transmission.

The Third Prince nodded lightly and didn't say anything more, leading the large group towards the tomb entrance.

They arrived at a mountain wall within the large mountain, where the surrounding weeds had been artificially cleared.

It seemed that several groups of people had already entered.

On the mountain wall, there was a ten-foot-tall dark passage leading into the mountain, but it wasn't straight; it was winding and twisting.

"Everyone, this is one of the entrances to the tomb. Please be careful. Although countless years have passed, the Restrictions in the tomb have not completely failed, and there are also many Night Rakshasa inside the tomb. Do not be careless," the Third Prince turned and reminded everyone.

Everyone nodded, and then the Third Prince was the first to step into the dark passage. Everyone followed closely, with Han Li still at the very end.

"Here, even Divine Sense cannot probe..."

Entering the passage, Han Li suddenly discovered a peculiar situation.

There seemed to be an invisible force blocking his Divine Sense probing.

If Divine Sense couldn't probe, then he also lost an advantage.

However, Han Li wasn't too flustered. If Divine Sense couldn't probe the situation, it only meant he lost the opportunity for early detection.

Even if he encountered danger up close, he wasn't too panicked.

God Realm magnates couldn't enter here, and according to the Third Prince, there didn't seem to be any Demon Emperor-level demons in the Rakshasa Ruins.

Many ancestors of the Baoyue Imperial Family had entered the ruins before, but they hadn't encountered any Demon Emperor-level existences.

Without terrifying Demon Emperor-level existences, the only things that could pose a fatal threat to him were the Formation Restrictions within.

However, Han Li was not careless. Not encountering them didn't mean they didn't exist.

After all, this was the tomb of a Great Sage, the tomb of a Supreme Paragon, so anything was possible.

Being careful could only be beneficial... As they delved deeper, everyone moved cautiously in the dark passage.

The passage was not straight; it was winding and twisting, seemingly leading underground.

After about two incense sticks' worth of time, light suddenly burst forth ahead, and everyone stepped out of the passage, their vision suddenly opening up.

Looking around, this was a huge underground space.

The ground and the ceiling were at least a hundred zhang apart, and there were some fluorite emitting light on the ceiling.

And not far away, a ten-zhang-tall Stone Gate appeared before everyone's eyes.

This was the entrance gate to the tomb.

The Stone Gate was carved with some special patterns.

Han Li sensed it, and behind this Stone Gate, there seemed to be an even deeper passage.