Chapter 129: Breaking the Chains (2)

Right as the first chain around Han Li's nascent soul was destroyed, the thin and withered man seated on the huge black chair in the underground palace countless kilometers away from the Black Wind Sea suddenly stirred slightly. His eyelids then slowly peeled back to reveal a pair of murky eyes that appeared as if they were affected by cataracts.

At the same time, all of the dark azure chains in the entire underground palace around him immediately rose up from the ground as if they were weightless feathers, and they began to tremble and screech incessantly.

A contemplative look appeared on the man's face, but that was quickly replaced by a cold smile, and he slowly closed his eyes again without doing anything further.

All of the chains in the palace quietly descended onto the ground again, and peace and quiet were restored.

……

In the small courtyard on Dark Veil Island, Han Li's eyes were tightly shut, and he was focusing all of his attention on directing the threads of silver light toward the second black chain.

Right at this moment, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly, and something resonated within his consciousness.

He had a vague feeling that by severing the first chain, he seemed to have alerted a certain terrifying being on the other end of the chain.

This immediately struck him with a sense of anxiety, and he was very concerned that a new chain would appear in his dantian out of nowhere like last time.

Thankfully, even after a long while had passed, no new chains appeared, and he was quite relieved as he returned his attention to the second chain.

The silver threads of light formed by his magic power and starpower latched onto the second chain one after another, quickly enveloping the entire chain.

Just like last time, black smoke immediately began to rise up from the surface of the chain, while the black light radiating from it rapidly receded.

However, compared with last time, the rate at which the black light was receding was clearly slower, and at the same time, Han Li's threads of silver light were also being whittled down at a faster rate.

As a result, progress was significantly slower.

……

One night, several days later, the pillar of silver light in the courtyard disintegrated into specks of silver light amid a resounding boom.

Han Li slowly opened his eyes as he cast his gaze toward the Earthly Deity Avatar seated across from him, and a hint of exhaustion flashed through his eyes.

During these past few days of tireless toil, a large number of the black runes on the second chain had been erased, and in the end, he was able to snap it with several dozen strikes of his spiritual sense ax.

However, following this ordeal, what little magic power that Han Li had in his body and the magic power that had been converted from the power of faith by his Earthly Deity Avatar had all been exhausted, so he was forced to temporarily stop what he was doing.

𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Looks like I'm in it for the long haul," Han Li sighed to himself, then flipped a hand over to produce a pill, which he devoured before closing his eyes to meditate.

Meanwhile, his Earthly Deity Avatar was seated beside him with a placid expression, and its entire body was glowing with blue radiance as it absorbed the power of faith being transmitted to it from the deity statues all over Dark Veil Island.

……

Meanwhile, in the Driftcloud Realm.

High up in the sky, there were countless massive clouds of different shapes and forms scattering and gathering haphazardly with the blowing of the wind.

As the sun continued to travel across the sky, the angle at which the sunlight was cascading down was constantly changing, and as a result, the colors of the clouds were also changing, taking on all of the colors of the rainbow.

Beneath a huge cloud that resembled a five-colored phoenix was a lush mountain range that stretched for over 1,000 kilometers in length. The meandering mountain range resembled a hibernating wyrm, presenting a formidable sight to behold.

At the very center of the mountain range was a lone mountain that was over 10,000 feet tall, towering far above the other mountains around it.

The entire bottom half of the mountain was covered in lush greenery, while the plants on the mountain summit, which reached all the way up into the clouds, were more sparse, and there were exposed slabs of white rock everywhere.

A spacious white plaza had been constructed on the mountain summit, and near the cliff at the rear of the plaza stood a majestic golden palace.

At this moment, there were several dozen cultivators dressed in all types of different attire gathered in the palace, resembling officials of mortal empires as they stood on either side of the palace with respectful expressions.

There were people of both genders and a wide range of different ages and appearances among these cultivators, but every single one of them was at the Grand Ascension Stage, with no exceptions.

At this moment, the main seat at the center of the palace was occupied by a young man dressed in a tight-fitting black robe. He appeared to be no more than 20 to 30 years of age, and he was very handsome, with a pair of sharp and piercing eyes. This young man was none other than Fang Pan, who had been sent to the Driftcloud Realm to quell the beast tide.

Among the Grand Ascension cultivators, an elderly man in a gray daoist robe stepped forward, then informed Fang Pan in a respectful voice, "Immortal Envoy Fang, thanks to the combined efforts of the Immortal Revelation Sect, the Eminent Flame Sect, and many other cultivation sects on the Eastern Stream Continent and the Western River Continent, the beast tide on those two continents have already been completely suppressed. I'm sure it won't take long before the beast tide is completely quelled."

Everyone in the palace was full of awe and veneration toward this immortal envoy who had come from the Immortal Realm, not just because he possessed unfathomable power, but also because of his excessive brutality.

Upon arriving in the Driftcloud Realm, he immediately announced a series of countermeasures to be adopted against the beast tide, and not only had he instructed all of the sects to strictly follow these measures, he had personally overseen their implementation.

Several of the elders from major sects had been killed for not carrying out his instructions with a satisfactory level of efficiency, but none of the cultivators in the palace dared to harbor even the slightest resentment toward the immortal envoy.

Of course, part of this was because they didn't dare to harbor such feelings, but another reason for this was that he had been extremely diligent in dealing with the beast tide, even more so than the people of the Driftcloud Realm themselves.

On many occasions, they had witnessed him charging into the beast tide on his own to slay the most fearsome queen beasts concealed within.

After hearing this report, Fang Pan gave a slight nod, and he was just about to say something when a burst of yellow light suddenly lit up on his waist, accompanied by an urgent buzzing sound.

His expression changed slightly upon seeing this, and he pulled out a circular communication plate before injecting his spiritual sense into it.

Moments later, his expression began to darken slightly, and in the end, he was looking absolutely livid.

All of the cultivators in the hall were extremely anxious to see this, and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly for fear of drawing attention to themselves.

After stowing the communication plate away, Fang Pan turned to everyone in the hall and declared, "All of you, set off at once. Order all of the sects to deploy all of their cultivators and eradicate the remnants of the beast tide on the two continents as soon as possible. Anyone who dares to go against this order will be executed on the spot!"

Everyone was stunned to hear this, but they didn't dare to raise any objections, and all of them accepted the order before departing from the palace.

It didn't take long before Fang Pan was the only one left in the palace.

He flipped a hand over to produce a semi-transparent white jade vial, which he held up in front of his own eyes. Looking at the drop of golden blood essence that was slowly sliding along the wall of the vial, he murmured to himself, "So what if you can break the Origin Separation Law Chains?

“Now that you've returned to the Immortal Realm, I'll be able to use this drop of blood essence to track down your exact location. Once I'm finished with this matter, I'll return to the Immortal Realm and deal with you myself! This time, you won't be getting away..."

A sinister look appeared on his face as he spoke, and his eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

……

Time continued to pass by, and an entire year flew past in the blink of an eye.

During this year, a silver pillar of light could be seen shining down from the night sky on Dark Veil Island virtually every night, and strange sounds were also frequently heard all over the island.

All of the island's residents knew that this was because the Ancestral God protecting their island was cultivating in seclusion.

Initially, they were rather disgruntled by this, but over time, they gradually grew accustomed to the commotion, and at this point, they were finding it difficult to sleep at night without the usual commotion.

However, on this night, the disturbance on the island was far more severe than normal, and the entire island was trembling incessantly. Even the sea around the island was being affected, resulting in the formation of countless giant waves.

Many of the island's residents were unable to sleep, so they gathered in front of the deity statues all over the island to offer up their earnest prayers.

At this moment, Han Li was seated with his legs crossed in that small courtyard at the center of the island. His entire body was basked in bright starlight, and his eyes were tightly shut with a solemn look on his face.

His Earthly Deity Avatar was seated across from him, and watery blue light was glowing around its entire body. It was converting the power of faith in its body into magic power, which it was constantly injecting into Han Li's body.

At this moment, Han Li's dantian was completely filled with glowing white starpower, and his golden nascent soul was hovering within the white radiance.

At this point, eight of the black chains protruding out of its body had already disappeared, and there was only a single chain left. It was extending out of the nascent soul's lower abdomen, and it was a virtually substantial chain of a dark azure color.

This chain was the final chain that remained in the wake of the destruction of the eight other chains.

Thanks to the combination of the array and Han Li's starpower and magic power, Han Li was able to whittle down the black light glowing from the chain, and after over three months of toil, the black light was finally eradicated to reveal the chain within.

A translucent ax formed by spiritual sense appeared in Han Li's dantian at his behest, then rose up before crashing heavily down onto the final chain.

A resounding boom akin to a rumbling thunderclap rang out within Han Li's dantian, and the ax of spiritual sense was flung back before disintegrating into specks of translucent light, while the chain remained completely unharmed, with not even the slightest scratch on its surface.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged, and it seemed that he had already anticipated this.

All of a sudden, he let loose a low cry, and all of the magic power in his body immediately surged forth, gathering all of the starpower in his dantian to form a glowing silver hand, which grabbed onto the chain.

At the same time, his consciousness began to churn violently under the effects of the Spirit Refinement Technique, and immense spiritual sense surged into his dantian, forming a giant translucent hand that also grabbed onto the chain.

After the two hands closed themselves tightly around the chain, both of them pulled back vigorously at Han Li's behest.

The black chain was instantly stretched taut amid a loud clang, and a burst of sharp pain speared through the nascent soul's body.

Han Li gritted his teeth tightly as he injected more and more of his spiritual sense into his dantian, and at the same time, the two giant hands continued to tug on the chain with all their might.

The black chain was clanging and groaning incessantly, but it showed no signs of coming loose.