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

Meanwhile, the green-furred monster hadn’t paid any attention to them and was focused on eating with a lowered head.

Strange cracking sounds came from the monster as it tore off the arm of Cultivator Yuan’s corpse and quickly ravaged it.

When Han Li caught sight of the mutilated body, he narrowed his eyes as blue light shined from them.

Then the Weeping Soul Beast on his shoulder let out a high-pitched cry, and the fur on its back stood straight. It glared at the green-furred monster, assuming a position to attack.

But from the Weeping Soul Pearl within his body, Han Li could sense that that the monkey mostly felt fear as if it had encountered its nemesis.

The monster heard the Weeping Soul Beast’s scream and its feasting came to a sudden halt. It flung away the corpse in its hand and flew sixty meters towards the two cultivators before landing on the ground.

Han Li’s and the black-robed woman’s face warped upon sensing its powerful aura.

The green-furred monster simply stood in place as it watched them.

At that moment, Han Li was finally able to clearly see the monster’s appearance. Its face appeared very much like that of a monkey, with blood brimming in its mouth and razor fangs several inches long. Its eyes sparkled with sharp silver and lacked irises, making for a rather odd appearance.

But what especially caught Han Li’s eye were the two protrusions from its back wrapped with flesh.

The green-furred monster swept its gaze past the cultivators with indifference and locked eyes on the Weeping Soul Beast perched on Han Li’s shoulder. Then its face revealed an odd expression resembling bewilderment.

When the Weeping Soul Beast met the green monster’s gaze, it leaped ten meters in front of Han Li and pounded its chest with all its might, causing black light to surge all around it.

In the blink of an eye, it grew thirty meters tall to become a vicious ape that had the image of a malevolent crimson ghost on its back that appeared to move with life.

The green-furred monster seemed to sense something from the Weeping Soul Beast’s transformation and hastily took several steps back. At that same time, the bags of flesh protruding his back trembled and tore apart, revealing two three-meter-long wings that shined a dazzling silver.

“Silver-winged Nightfiend!”

The black-robed woman shouted out its name with a faceful of terror and his complexion paled.

In the mortal world, Silver-winged Nightfiends were refined corpses that were capable of flight and were seconded only by Gold-clad Lunar Corpses. They were a fearsome existence that were said to be superior to even late-Nascent Soul cultivators.

Not only were they a natural prodigy of wind and earth-attributed movement techniques, it was nearly invulnerable, incredibly strong, and quite skilled in illusion and bewitchment.

As these thoughts quickly flashed from Han Li’s mind, he tightly pursed his lips.

Light flashed from the beast’s wings, and its fear of the Weeping Soul Beast immediately disappeared. It loudly uttered, “I didn’t expect more would come to find me. It’s been quite some time since I’ve had...fresh meat. You will all make quite a meal.”

These words were spoken as clearly as a human’s voice.





Chapter 987: Silver Eye Bewitchment


Han Li’s mouth twitched upon hearing this and he quietly raised his hands without another thought.

Two small swords flashed forward and moved to strike the grey cocoons suspended in the air.

Knowing that this monster would prove troublesome, he planned on freeing the other two to combine their strength and increase their odds of victory.

The Silver-winged Nightfiend simply sneered in the face of his efforts..

Its argent eyes glowed, and a large grey hand appeared in front of the two cocoons and quickly detained the two golden swords before Han Li could react.

Although he was alarmed, he still kept calm and commanded his swords to erupt with golden lightning. Thunder rang out and they broke free from the grey hand’s confinement in a flash of golden light.

However, a dense barrage of threads shot out from the cocoons, covering the swords once more, and the scattered portions of the large hand began to quickly reform.

Han Li frowned and clenched his hands in a fist, released arcs of golden lightning from his body in a cataclysm of thunder. With a net of lightning dancing around him, he appeared like a god of lightning that had descended upon this world.

The Silver-winged Nightfiend was originally staring at the Weeping Soul Beast, but after taking a glance at Han Li it couldn't help but reveal a trace of amazement on it's face.

“How interesting,” the Silver-winged Nightfiend said with an emotionless tone, “To actually be able to break my Ghostfiend Threads... you must be the one who destroyed my doppelgangers.”

“Indeed, and you are unexpectedly capable of human speech. You must be quite intelligent so you should know what’s in your best interest,” Han Li glanced at Cultivator Yuan’s remains and then pointed at the Umbra Yin Horse at the side before coldly stating, “If you hand over that Umbra Yin Horse and release my two comrades, we will immediately depart.”

Then, the giant transformed Weeping Soul Beast snarled and a piercing crimson light shined out from the malevolent ghost image on its back.

Without the slightest hesitation, the nightfiend answered, “You can have that little animal, and I might even consider allowing you and your comrades to leave.”

“You’ll truly agree?” When the black-robed woman heard this, joy lit on her face. At the moment, her dharmic wheel was already summoned in the air and glowing with light.

Han Li remained silent when he heard this.

“I will agree to all these conditions, so long...” the nightfiend then pointed its fur-covered fingers at the Weeping Soul Beast and said, “As you leave that spirit beast behind.”

The black-robed woman was greatly surprised to hear this.

“In your dreams!” Han Li coldly smiled.

“Then you can forget about leaving. I will feast on your flesh.” The nightfiend’s face warped with hostility and his fangs extended several times in size, followed by silver flaring from his eyes.

“Be careful of its bewitchments!” Old Man Fu’s faint voice sounded out from one of the cocoons.

However, his warning came too late.

Although Han Li was using his Brightsight Spirit Eyes, he unconsciously closed them in the face of the blinding light.

The black-robed woman was dazed and was forced her to close hers too.

“Not good!” In the instant his eyes closed, Han Li let out a cry of alarm.

By the time the two opened their eyes, their surroundings had changed.

All traces of the cavern had disappeared and were replaced by a grey haze. It was unknown where the Silver-winged Nightfiend was lingering.

“A high grade bewitchment,” Han Li muttered.

“We’ll only know after we test its strength,” the black-robed woman said with a raised brow.

Worried about Old Man Fu’s weakened voice, she lost her patience and pointed to the dharmic wheel floating above her head.

It glowed with brilliant light and several beams of rainbow light shot out, disappearing into the haze without effect.

She grew more sullen and flung a spirit beast pouch from her waist before clasping her hands in an incantation.

The bag trembled and released a group of winged serpents in a mist of scarlet light.

The serpents were each about a foot-long, with a crest on their head. Their bodies were a slick and translucent red.

As she muttered, she struck the serpents with several crimson spell seals.

Suddenly, the serpents opened their mouths and wildly spouted out fire that condensed into a roiling sea of flames.

Han Li hadn’t moved to assist her, rather taking this opportunity to observe with his Brightsight Spirit Eyes.