Chapter 418: The Scholar of Many Treasures, Han Li

…Inside the Heavenly Ruins.

"Ah—"

"Who dares to plot against this seat?"

"Liu Wanwan" roared, her voice indistinguishable between male and female. Her face was contorted as she stared at the void before her, teeth clenched. Her soul body flickered erratically, clearly suffering from severe injuries.

Just moments ago, she had tried to pull off a 'Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell' maneuver while everyone was distracted.

Who would have thought?

Someone had set up an invisible Restriction in the direction she fled, blocking her path and dealing her a heavy blow instantly.

Buzz!

In the middle of the previously empty air…

A dark-skinned, thin youth quietly emerged.

He stared at "Liu Wanwan" and gave a simple, honest smile. "Sorry, no passing through here!"

"It's Han Li!"

"It's actually him! That old schemer!"

"I heard that after the Jade Pool Feast ended, he was taken to the North Sea by the Young Lord of the Wang Family to cultivate. I didn't expect him to participate in this Prodigy Assembly too?"

"That's ridiculous. He only just reached Foundation Establishment a month ago. What kind of cultivation could he have now?"

"Even if he has the Legacy of a Quasi-Emperor, it's impossible to jump straight to the Golden Core in just one month, right?"

"Good heavens, it's hard to say. I can't see through his current cultivation at all!"

"…"

Many people were exceptionally surprised.

They didn't expect to see a student from Langya Academy here.

Although the Jade Pool Feast had changed many of their perceptions, and they no longer felt that Langya Academy was just a bunch of low-level Cultivators who would never amount to anything…

The fact remained that they had started too late and their cultivation was still shallow.

The Prodigy Assembly was a gathering of the strongest Prodigies in the Northern Region under a hundred years old; it clearly had nothing to do with those greenhorn Cultivators.

Yet, Han Li was truly standing right here.

"Liu Wanwan" glared at Han Li with a fierce gaze, but she didn't plan to engage him. She shifted directions, intending to phase away.

Who would have thought?

She hadn't run very far…

Before a terrifying sea of fire blocked her path.

The sea of fire was multicolored and contained an Aura of destruction.

A youth stood amidst the flames, holding a giant ruler. He didn't say a word, yet he exuded an indescribable Aura.

"Holy crap! Is this guy roleplaying as the Flame Emperor?"

"Don't say that, he really does look like him!"

"Such a strong Aura. Who is this person?"

"Lin Yan. I know him. He's a Prodigy who has risen to fame over the past year. He's definitely not weaker than the Prodigies of the Holy Lands!"

"…"

"Liu Wanwan" glanced at Lin Yan, feeling wary. She sensed a thick Aura of danger.

The opponent's flames…

Had an extremely strong suppressive effect on her.

She immediately changed directions again to flee.

This time, what greeted her was a Domain of extreme cold.

Dugu Qianxue stood under the moonlight, her robes fluttering. Snowflakes drifted through the surrounding void, and ice and snow condensed into a long Dragon beneath her feet, making her look like the legendary Moon Goddess of the Cold Palace.

Seeing herself surrounded…

"Liu Wanwan" looked grim and shouted harshly, "You all claim to be Prodigies from prestigious sects, yet you use numbers to bully the few. What kind of heroes are you?"

Hearing this.

Lin Yan and Han Li said in unison, "I'm not from a prestigious sect."

Dugu Qianxue and Little Nannan said, "We aren't heroes!"

"Liu Wanwan": "…"

She laughed out of sheer anger. "Good, good, good! Today, let this seat see exactly what the top Prodigies of the Northern Region's Human Race are made of!"

As her words fell.

The soul sea around her churned.

A terrifying Aura erupted. Her face contorted, transforming into the appearance of an old man. Surrounded by what seemed like a purgatory from the underworld, she charged straight toward the direction Han Li was guarding.

In an instant.

Within a hundred-mile radius, the temperature dropped to the freezing point.

Many Prodigies at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stage felt as if their Divine Souls were being pulled out. Their limbs went stiff, making it difficult to move.

One by one, their faces filled with terror.

"What kind of technique is this?"

"I've never seen it before. It's like I lost control of my own body in an instant!"

"…"

The Prodigies turned pale.

They were so far away, merely watching the battle, yet even being slightly affected felt like this.

What about the core of that area?

What kind of scene was it there?

Just thinking about it made their hands and feet go cold.

On the other side.

Seeing this scene.

The hearts of those from the Taixu Sect finally sank completely.

He Xia's face was ashen. "It actually… really is an evil demon…"

…Watching that ghost, wrapped in purgatory, rush toward him.

Han Li couldn't help but curl his lip. "You talk big, but in the end, you still only look for the softest persimmon to squeeze?"

Evidently.

While Liu Wanwan couldn't see through Han Li's specific Realm and cultivation, she could sense that among these people, his cultivation foundation was the thinnest.

This was also a fact.

After all, Han Li had only successfully reached Foundation Establishment a month ago. During this month in the North Sea, he had been fed all sorts of Heaven And Earth Treasures by Wang Mu and had digested the Dragon Emperor's Legacy; his strength had barely broken through to the Golden Core Realm.

This was already quite remarkable.

Expecting him to catch up to the progress of Lin Yan and the others so quickly was unrealistic.

However, low cultivation did not mean low combat power.

The fact that Han Li dared to stand there…

Meant he had sufficient confidence.

He made a casual beckoning motion.

A majestic killing Formation emerged from beneath his feet.

It was like a giant wall standing across Liu Wanwan's path.

Within the Formation.

Two Magic Treasures shone brilliantly like the sun, moon, and stars, exceptionally dazzling. The void was filled with runes.

"It's the Nine Heavens Spirit Treasure Formation!"

"Rumor has it that every time this Formation is activated, it requires the sacrifice of at least one treasure. The higher the level of the treasure, the stronger the Formation's power. If nine Immortal Artifacts are sacrificed, even an Earth Immortal would find it hard to break the Formation!"

"That's an exaggeration; no one has ever seen it!"

"Unfortunately, even if it's true, this Formation burns too much money. Very few people use it!"

"Indeed, anyone who can easily get their hands on nine Immortal Artifacts wouldn't fear an ordinary Earth Immortal anyway!"

"…"

The crowd discussed animatedly, recognizing the origin of this Formation.

Boom!

Liu Wanwan went all out, her strength terrifying.

She actually tore right through this great Formation.

However, Han Li remained unhurried. He raised his hand again, and a second Formation emerged.

This time, there were three Magic Treasures within the Formation.

"A mere broken Formation thinks it can stop me? Break for me!" Liu Wanwan's Aura was like a rainbow as she continued to break the Formations.

But after breaking one, there was another.

After breaking one…

There was yet another.

In the blink of an eye, Han Li summoned six Formations in a row, all of which were broken by Liu Wanwan.

Yet, they completely blocked the power of her wrathful strike.

"She really is hard to deal with!"

As Han Li sighed, he gave his sleeve a light flick. Instantly, a string of treasure lights flew out—nine in total. They were in the shapes of sabers, spears, swords, and halberds. Their Auras were extraordinary, being at least top-grade Spiritual Artifacts.

The Qi of the nine Magic Treasures linked together.

They formed a brand-new Formation that was even more solid than the previous ones, at least dozens of times stronger.

After setting up this Formation.

He didn't stop. He pulled out another pile of treasures from his storage ring. Just looking at the treasure light, they were worth a fortune. It was unclear what he was tinkering with.

He was clearly preparing subsequent measures.

Seeing this scene.

Liu Wanwan's mental state collapsed!

Dammit!

Why is there no end to this?

This dark, thin kid looks poor as a church mouse, so how does he have so many treasures on him?

At the same time.

In the outside world, everyone watching this scene couldn't help but focus their gaze on Wang Mu.

Who didn't know?

How generous this Young Master Wang was with his resources.

If he was like this toward outsiders…

What more needed to be said about Han Li, one of his own?