A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality (Chapter 801-Chapter 1000)

He took a deep breath and sharply glanced around him. Tens of golden flying swords were simultaneously released to densely fly around him with great momentum.

With blue light flashing from his eyes, he stared at an empty space and coldly said, “Your tracks have already been revealed. There is no point in hiding, come out!”

“Hehe! You are truly clever. As expected of the cultivator who slew my main soul.”

Black light flashed from where Han Li was standing to reveal a youth with a similar appearance to himself. He also wore azure robes and had a calm expression, but a dim black-purple light shined from his eyes.

When Han Li saw this person, he felt his heart drop despite having already anticipated this. “So it was you! Why have you come to find me?”

After examining Han Li for a moment, he lazily said. “It seems you already know who I am. I didn’t expect to find you so quickly. It seems my luck is quite good.”

Han Li emotionlessly said, “My two swords are in your possession. I’d have to be stupid to not know who you are.”

“That’s right, Your flying swords are right here.” The Elder Devil’s soul fragment raised his hand and revealed two small swords that were violently trembling. They were attempting to return to Han Li with all their might, but layers of black thread were firmly keeping them in place. “Your flying swords possess quite a bit of sentience to take the initiative to warn you.”

Han Li’s expression turned sullen.

The Elder Devil mysteriously smiled and said, “To think, these swords were actually refined from the evil-slaying Golden Lightning Bamboo! The others should be the same, revealing quite an unbelievable amount in total. It appears my main soul hadn’t perished for nothing. Although I was able to avoid being consumed, with his death I will forever be unable to recover my complete cultivation. Should I thank you... or kill you?”

Han Li paused before wearing a frigid smile. “Don’t tell me that you were waiting here only to have a chat with me.”

The Elder Devil looked down at the two golden swords in his hand and said, “That’s up to you to decide. So long as you tell me how you were able to acquire so much Golden Lightning Bamboo, I may be willing to let you go. But I may also be willing to draw out the answer from your primal soul.”

When Han Li heard this, his bearing remained unchanged. He then narrowed his eyes and imposingly said, “Talking about killing me and actually doing so are two very different things. If I remembered correctly, you were heavily injured in the Heavenly South. It’s hard to believe you’ve fully recovered after a short amount of time. I will be comparing your abilities to that of the main soul.”

“I originally thought you would speak when faced with death, but I guess not. So be it.” Killing intent surged from the Elder Devil, and the black-purple light in his eyes glowed.





Chapter 959: Raging Devil Flames


Just as Han Li and the Elder Devil were about to clash, the devil’s expression suddenly stirred and he glanced behind him.

Han Li also soon sensed something as well and glanced in the same direction with a raised brow.

Soon, a blaze flashed from a distance, followed by a streak of light. When he saw how quickly it was travelling, along with the faint sounds of a storm, he was surprised.

A fierce aura bled from the devil as he flew forward to meet the approaching light with an ominous glint in his eyes. In a mere moment, the streak closed the distance of over ten kilometers, revealing a monk with dishevelled hair.

Hek had a stern expression on his face, with one hand holding a scarlet alms bowl and the other a meter-long green staff. When he saw the two, he was surprised to see that they had the same face.

The monk looked at them both and smiled, asking, “May I ask which one is the Fellow Daoist that emerged from the trade meet?”

Han Li’s expression stirred and he silently glanced at him.

The monk possessed mid-Nascent Soul cultivation and had unordinaru treasures, so it came as no surprise that he would dare to follow him. However, Han Li was disinterested since he didn’t know his intentions.

As for the Elder Devil, when he saw the intruder, he looked to the sky with his hands behind his back and ignored him.

The monk grew furious! Ever since he entered Nascent Soul stage and came into possession of his Bloodfire Bowl and Coiling Dragon Staff, those of equivalent strength had all treated him with great courtesy.

Now, these two disregarded him, despite appearing to possess somewhat similar cultivation, and he couldn’t help but hold an unsightly expression on his face. To make matters worse, their appearances were similar, so they appeared to be together. If he were to fight them, he couldn’t predict the outcome despite his confidence. As such, he could only forcefully restrain himself as he began to plan how to best strike them down.

But before he could conceive an approach, more lights shined from over the horizon. Three various-colored streaks were flying together towards them.

When the monk saw this, he was stunned.

He was only able to chase Han Li after using an additional ability to increase his speed. Now, there were three unknown parties that were just a step behind. It appeared there would be some difficulty to claim the treasures for himself, but with these new arrivals, he wouldn’t need to face these two cultivators alone.

With that thought, the monk revealed a gloomy countenance and gave them a sinister glance.

As if sensing the monk’s ill intent, the Elder Devil suddenly focused his gaze on him and then looked at the incoming lights with impatience.

“How troublesome. I originally believed that you would be the only bother. I didn’t think that there were more people coming after you. Since that’s the case, let’s start off with him.” After those cold words were said, the Elder Devil’s body flashed with black light and rushed towards the monk.

The monk inwardly shouted in alarm and instantly flipped the alms bowl, releasing a cloud of scarlet flame and forming a barrier around him. Then the dark-green staff in his other hand transformed into an emerald flood dragon and charged forward to meet the streak of black light.

With green mist trailing from the flood dragon’s mouth, it fiercely swiped at the Elder Devil, but before the strike landed, the devil’s body quivered with light and disappeared.

Tapping his vast experience in battle, the monk instantly raised his hands to form an incantation gesture and released several green spell seals into the barrier of flame protecting him. The inferno surged and began to circle with astonishing momentum, turning into a green-red whirlwind that reached a hundred meters tall.

Still feeling ill at ease, the monk slapped his storage pouch to take out another protective treasure.

But before he could, a black blip flashed ten meters away from him, followed by two arms covered in black-purple light reaching out towards him. In that instant, the arms had already moved into the flame barrier without the slightest fear.

“Ah!” The monk’s heart trembled at the sight and without another thought, he yelled, releasing a large golden mist from his mouth. It quickly condensed into a light barrier in front of him as his body blurred in an attempt to dodge away.

A faint bang sounded out. Like paper, the golden barrier was split by the two devilish arms and made their way to the monk’s Dantian. After piercing clean through, the claws violently parted, rending the monk’s body into two, splatting gore and blood into the air.

A red Nascent Soul cried out and flew off on a golden sword, travelling over sixty meters away from its body.