Chapter 1162

Han Li's gaze fell on the remaining five colored flames on the head of the Silver Flame Dwarf, and he could not help but feel a little guilty.

When he was trapped in the Nine Dragons Heavenly Fire Shield, it was the Refined Flame Bird that had sacrificed two of the Seven-colored Fire Cinnabar's colorful flames to protect him and buy him time to communicate with the Bottle Spirit.

Han Li's heart ached for this, but the Refined Flame Bird did not seem to mind. After it came out, it was still bouncing happily on Han Li's palm.

"I will definitely make up for what you lost in the future," Han Li informed the Refined Flame Bird telepathically.

The Silver Flame Dwarf stood on his palm and seemed to understand Han Li's words. It nodded heavily.

Afterwards, Han Li raised his hand and a suction force emerged from the air around him. The black dog-shaped stone was then lifted into the air with a gentle lift of his hand.

The Refined Flame Bird was telepathically connected to him. Without any words, it flew out on its own and turned into a silver flame that wrapped around the black stone.

As the layers of silver flame burned, the black stone began to emit black smoke. Its surface was like ice crystals, and it gradually melted.

The black color on it became thinner and thinner, and the entire stone seemed to be peeled off layer by layer, gradually revealing what was inside.

Han Li stared at the thinner stone, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more intense.

After a while, the entire outer layer of the black stone was completely melted, and an ice crystal-like object was revealed. Inside the ice crystal was a little beast with white fur.

When Han Li saw the appearance of the little beast, he could not help but call out, "Little White …"

The little beast that was curled up in the ice crystal was none other than the Pixiu Little White that had followed Jin Tong to the Great Golden Origin Celestial Realm.

Seeing that Han Li seemed to know the little beast, Sang Tu and the others were extremely surprised.

Han Li could not care less. After the Refined Flame Bird completely melted the last layer of ice crystal, he raised his hand and took the little white beast into his arms.

However, after the ice crystal faded, Little White's eyes were still closed, and there was no sign of life. It looked like a lifeless corpse.

Han Li glanced at Little White and used his Divine Sense to explore its surroundings.

At this moment, he realized that although Little White was no longer sealed by the ice crystal, its soul was still in a deep sleep. It seemed to be locked up by the power of its bloodline and had fallen into a state of suspended animation.

Han Li knew that this was a self-protection mechanism of Little White, and he was a little less worried. However, he did not know how to wake it up.

When the Refined Flame Raven saw this, it didn't bother Han Li and took the initiative to land on his shoulder before disappearing in a flash of light.

Han Li calmed himself down momentarily before activating the Spirit Refinement Technique, using one of the secret techniques to enter Little White's mind in an attempt to awaken it.

However, when he entered Little White's sea of consciousness, he found that it was pitch-black and he could not see anything.

Moreover, Han Li felt that there seemed to be a strange force in this deep darkness that was pulling his Divine Sense deeper into the darkness.

Alerted, Han Li hurriedly stopped using the Secret Skill and retreated from Little White's sea of consciousness.

After hesitating for a while, he used the Secret Skill again. This time, he did not directly enter Little White's sea of consciousness. Instead, he tried to wake Little White through the mental connection that they once had.

However, when his Divine Sense entered Little White's body, Han Li suddenly found that his surroundings were pitch-black, just like when he was in Little White's sea of consciousness.

Just as he was feeling bewildered, a light suddenly flowed in the dark Void, and two huge, shining eyes appeared. Two cold and indifferent gazes fell on Han Li.

Before Han Li could figure out what was going on, he felt a swollen pain in his sea of consciousness. The Secret Skill was interrupted, and he woke up.

"How can this be …" Han Li murmured in shock.

"How is it? Can you wake him up?" Sang Tu asked.

"This beast is an old friend of mine. I don't know why, but his sea of consciousness is pitch-black. As soon as my Divine Sense entered, there were two glassy eyes staring at me. I couldn't wake him up at all." Han Li shook his head and said slowly.

"Dark sea of consciousness, glassy eyes … Could this beast be a descendant of the Ink-Eyed Pi Xiu, one of the eight kings of the ancient Wildlands?" Cloud Leopard's expression changed when he heard this, and he exclaimed.

Sang Tu's expression also changed when he heard this.

"Ink-Eyed Pi Xiu?" Han Li asked doubtfully.

"Legend has it that the Ink-Eyed Pi Xiu race has the world's most powerful Spiritual Eye Magic Power. Through a pair of glassy eyes, they can see through the origin of illusions and recognize the natural treasures born in the heavens.

It is even said that their eyes can see through the illusory cycle of reincarnation. "Cloud Leopard explained.

Han Li's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Whitey did have the ability to discover the hidden treasures in the secret realm, but it was far from as mysterious as Cloud Leopard said. As for seeing through illusions and reincarnation, it was even more nonsense.

"Not only that, the eyes of the Ink-Eyed Pi Xiu can also connect to a strange space. When its cultivation is strong enough, it can absorb the enemy into that space with a glance. If it is not for its strength far surpassing the Ink-Eyed Pi Xiu, there is no hope of escaping that space." Cloud Leopard continued.

"There does seem to be a special space in Whitey's abdomen that can isolate the outside world from detection. When it absorbs others, it needs to open its mouth and swallow them. I have never seen any connection with the eyes." Han Li pondered for a moment and said.

"Alas, it seems that it was precisely because the abilities of the Inky-Eyed Pixiu Clan were too strange that after the Lord Inky-Eyed Pixiu who was the True Spirit King disappeared, the entire clan suffered a calamity. Until now, very few descendants of its bloodline have survived.

If we bring him to the Eight Desolation Mountain, he will definitely be regarded as a treasure by all the tribes in the Wilderness.

The True Spirit King will definitely be able to wake him up there. "Sang Tu sighed and said.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Han Li's eyes when he heard this.

Initially, he wanted to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, and once he was able to advance to the Early-stage of the Golden Origin Celestial Realm and recover his Time Dao Mark, he would immediately head to the Grand Gold Origin Celestial Realm and wait for the Samsara Palace to make a move.

However, he had no choice but to reconsider now that he had accidentally encountered Whitey.

After thinking for a moment, Han Li decided to save Whitey first. After Whitey woke up and asked about the Nine Yuan Temple, he would then follow the Samsara Temple's action. That way, he would have a greater chance of saving Jin Tong.

"Since Whitey can only be saved by going to the Eight Desolation Mountain, I am willing to escort him there with you," said Han Li.

Sang Tu and Cloud Leopard's expressions changed when they heard this.

"The Silver Horned Rhino Clan will be enough to escort him," said Sang Tu.

Cloud Leopard snorted coldly and did not say anything.

After all, Whitey was found by the Silver Horned Rhino Clan and was currently staying with them.

"Leader Sang Tu, I have a question. Are you planning to migrate with your clan and escort Whitey to the Eight Desolation Mountain?" asked Han Li calmly.

"Well … of course not. I just need to bring my capable men with me," said Sang Tu after a moment of hesitation.

"If that's the case, what about the rest of the clansmen if you bring all the important forces of the clan with you?

Are all the main forces of the Cloud Leopard Clan still here? "Han Li raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Sang Tu instantly understood what he meant. A drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

If he really did that, the Cloud Leopard Clan would definitely strike first and kill all the clansmen he left behind before he could return from the Eight Desolation Mountain with the glory of his clan.

By then, even if he was rewarded and supported by the Eight Desolation Mountain for escorting the bloodline of the Eight Kings, his clansmen would be gone.

"I am willing to escort Whitey back to the Eight Desolation Mountain with the Cloud Tiger Clan," said Sang Tu sincerely.

When Cloud Leopard heard this, his expression turned solemn and he cast a grateful gaze at Han Li.

"Not only that, after you leave, the two clans will be without a leader. As time passes, news will inevitably leak and other clans will covet it.

So, not only must you let go of your past hatred and not attack each other, you must also help one side when one side is in trouble.

This is the only way to ensure the continuation of the two clans, "continued Han Li.

When Toussaint and Cloud Leopard heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across their faces.

Everyone else in the tent was in a similar situation. How could the hatred that had accumulated for ten thousand years be erased with a smile?

Naturally, the two clans would not let go of their hatred just because of a few words from Han Li.

"In fact, you don't have to be too embarrassed. I don't want you to be like this forever. Just hold on until you return from the Eight Desolation Mountain Blood Sacrifice Ceremony. At that time, if you want to fight or make peace, it's up to you," said Han Li with a smile.

Sang Tu and Cloud Leopard heard this and were silent for a long time. Finally, they nodded at the same time.

"Thank you for your advice. We will do as you say."

"You don't have to call me senior. Just call me Shi Mu or Sect Fellow Shi.

By the way, when will the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony be held? "asked Han Li.

"When it was announced thirty years ago, it was said to be a hundred years. There are less than seventy years left.

The journey to the Eight Desolation Mountain is long and we don't have much time. We should set off soon, "said Sang Tu.

"Then you should return to your clans as soon as possible. Arrange the affairs of your clans and choose the escorts. We will depart in a few days," ordered Han Li. He had become the joint leader of the two clans.

"Alright," Sang Tu and Cloud Leopard replied at the same time.

After the two left, Sang Tu ordered that the tent would be temporarily used as Han Li's residence. No one was allowed to approach without permission.

Han Li sat alone in the tent for a moment. He raised his hand and waved, opening the Flowery Cave.

Then, he carried Whitey in his arms and stepped through the silver door of light. He walked into the Heavenly Dwelling Bamboo Tower.