"Split up and run!"
The man in yellow and the burly man roared almost simultaneously, and with absolute tacit understanding, they bolted in two completely opposite directions for their lives.
Han Li: Now you know to be scared... Try this five-fold simultaneous fireball of mine!
Han Li roared from inside the golden protective barrier. Back in Divine Hand Valley, constrained by lacking subsequent cultivation techniques, he had spent all his energy studying the few spells at hand, and his Fireball Technique had long since reached perfection.
He raised his hand and aimed at the fleeing burly man. Five fist-sized fireballs formed instantly, dragging long flame tails as they whistled forward.
At the same time, Han Feng had already silently executed the Soul Annihilation Technique.
An invisible and formless spiritual sense spike, at a speed far exceeding the fireballs, arrived first despite being launched later and instantly plunged into the back of the burly man's head.
The burly man's fleeing figure came to an abrupt halt, as if tripped by something, and his movements stiffened for a split second.
It was this split-second pause that cost him his life.
Three of the five fireballs shot by Han Li struck his back with precision.
"Boom!"
The flames exploded, instantly igniting the burly man's entire body. He failed to even emit a single scream before turning into a lump of charred coal in the raging fire and finally scattering into ashes.
"This... Am I this powerful?"
Han Li inside the barrier looked at his own handiwork with some surprise, not expecting that his first true-meaning combat against cultivators would be won so cleanly and neatly.
Before he had time to think deeply, the battle on the other side was already nearing its end.
Han Feng's figure was like a phantom. Executing the Wind Control Art combined with mortal lightness kung fu, he transformed into a faint hazy shadow and had already caught up with the fleeing man in yellow.
"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"
Sensing the terrifying aura rapidly approaching from behind, the man in yellow was frightened out of his wits.
While begging for mercy, he was about to deploy his Black Gourd magical tool.
Unfortunately, he had no chance left.
A Blood-colored Rainbow flashed past.
The man in yellow only felt a chill on his neck, and his running motion came to an abrupt stop. His head soared into the sky, and his headless corpse rushed forward a few more steps before crashing heavily to the ground.
Han Feng withdrew the Seven Profound Sword and walked over with an expressionless face.
Before long, he walked back leisurely, carrying the man in yellow's Storage Bag and that black gourd.
At this point, Han Li had also dismissed the Diamond Talisman barrier and was standing before the pile of humanoid ashes with a complex expression.
"Brother Feng..."
"Brother Li, clean the battlefield and split the spoils." Han Feng smiled and tossed the items in his hand onto the ground.
The brothers began to tally the spoils of war.
The burly man had been burned too thoroughly by the Fireball Technique, and his Storage Bag had been destroyed.
Only a dozen-odd Low-grade Spirit Stone items stained with a bit of black grime remained, along with the Great Blade magical tool that had dropped to the ground.
Pills, ordinary books, and the like had long since been burned to clean nothingness by the flames.
The man in yellow left behind a Black Gourd magical tool.
Han Feng checked it briefly. This magical tool required a short charge-up time before it could continuously launch black balls of considerable power for attacks; it could be considered a decent high-grade magical tool.
In addition, there were a dozen-odd spirit stones and a few bottles of pills.
However, the most affluent one was still Daoist Qingwen, whom Han Feng had instantly killed first.
Han Feng emptied Daoist Qingwen's Storage Bag, and the items inside piled up into a small mountain.
The number of spirit stones reached over a hundred, and there was no shortage of various pills, talismans, and materials.
Han Feng classified all the items and then cleanly split them into two piles.
"Brother Li, half for each of us."
Han Li looked at the pile of wealth before him that far exceeded his own net worth and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, Brother Feng, this time it was all thanks to you, and I didn't do anything. How can I take so much?"
"We both had a share in killing them." Han Feng pushed one of the piles toward Han Li without room for refusal. "We are brothers, don't say such things."
Han Li looked at Han Feng, a warm current washing through his heart.
He did not refuse again, simply silently etching this kindness into his heart.
Brother Feng truly had nothing bad to say toward him.
He currently couldn't pull out any good things, but in the future, he must cultivate more Thousand Year Spirit Medicine to give to Brother Feng; this was the only repayment he could currently offer.
After dealing with the spoils and the scene's traces, the brothers found a secluded place to rest and recover.
"Brother Li, what are your plans for the future?"
"I feel that being a rogue cultivator is ultimately not a long-term plan." Han Li sighed.
What he had witnessed over these past few days made him deeply appreciate the hardships of rogue cultivators.
"If one cannot reach Foundation Establishment, this lifetime will merely be living a few years longer than a mortal, topping out at a hundred and twenty years.
Only with Foundation Establishment can one's lifespan increase to two hundred years, which can truly be considered stepping onto the immortal path."
"The Ascension Convention gives every sect ten quotas, but that ring... is too difficult to fight in."
A trace of solemnity appeared on Han Li's face.
He had learned from that Cultivator's Record just how cruel the Ascension Convention ring battles were.
In the previous session, it was said that even top experts of the Thirteenth Level of Qi Condensation died on the ring, extremely bloody.
Han Feng listened quietly.
Then, from his Storage Bag, he took out an antique token and casually tossed it to Han Li.
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