Chapter 587

Han Li shook his head and suppressed the worries in his heart. With a slight wave of his palm, he summoned the Wheel of Truth in front of him. After some investigation, he found that there were two more clusters of time dao pattern on it. Only then did he calm down a little.

He spat out a mouthful of turbid air and turned his eyes to look at the dark abyss below.

Due to the fact that almost all of the baleful Qi up above had been absorbed by Han Li, the rate at which the baleful Qi at the bottom of the abyss was clearly accelerating. However, it was still impossible to see the bottom of the abyss, and it was impossible to tell just how deep this abyss was.

While thinking, Han Li turned his hand and took out a medicinal pill. After taking it, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and rushed down again. In an instant, he was immersed in the rolling evil spirit below.

As expected, the evil spirit became thicker and thicker the further down he went.

Han Li only rushed down for another 50 to 60 miles, and he felt that the evil spirit of the evil spirit was several times stronger than before. All kinds of illusions of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and strange beasts began to appear again.

However, because he had now reached the fourth level of the Art of Cultivation of Spirit, his tolerance for such illusions had also improved. He didn't stop and continued to dive down against the evil spirit.

After descending for another thirty kilometers, the chilly wind in the surroundings slowed down a bit, but the baleful aura in the surroundings became even thicker.

Han Li only felt as if there was snow in front of him, and he couldn't move an inch.

As a result, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

In the void in front of him, spots of green light emerged and quickly condensed.

Not long after, the illusion of the green giant rat that appeared before appeared again. Its body size was several times bigger than before. Its whole body seemed to be splashed with boiling oil. Its skin and flesh were full of charred scars, and there was no hair on its cheeks. Its two huge eyeballs seemed to be hanging in its bloody eye sockets, swaying as if it could fall out at any time.

Only to hear a sharp hissing sound, the giant rat's figure flashed and rushed toward Han Li.

Accompanying it was an indescribable stench of blood. Han Li smelled it and felt as if a wave of blood was crashing down on him, about to swallow him whole.

However, Han Li, who was already prepared, remained unmoved. He silently recited the incantation of the Spirit Refinement Art and let out a low shout that sounded like a clap of thunder.

A powerful Divine Sense swept across his Sea of Consciousness in an instant, like a summer rainstorm, immediately cleansing his mind and mind.

The illusion of the giant rat that rushed in front of him also collapsed and disappeared.

Han Li only steadied himself for a moment before continuing to sneak downwards.

He was clear that the thicker and purer the baleful qi he absorbed, the more helpful it would be for him to unseal his immortal aperture, and the faster his cultivation level would rise.

After all, there was less and less time left for him. He had to make the best use of his time and increase his strength as much as possible. Every increase in strength would increase his chances of survival.

However, after descending another few thousand feet, he had no choice but to stop.

This time, it was not an illusion that blocked him, but an extremely thick baleful qi.

At this moment, the baleful qi that condensed below him was no longer in a misty state, nor was it flowing. It looked like a black wall made of ink.

Han Li could clearly feel that the baleful qi in this "wall" was somewhat different from the one surrounding him, but he could not tell how it was different.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Li bent down and tried to put a palm into the wall.

As a result, as soon as his palm entered the wall, his wrist and palm immediately felt a bone-chilling, sharp pain. Wisps of extremely crazy murderous aura, as if they were alive, condensed into sharp thorns, and took the initiative to drill into his skin.

Han Li's body shuddered violently, he immediately retracted his palm and wanted to pull his arm out of the "wall", but there was an equally strong force that entangled his palm, making him unable to pull it out.

There was a faint blue light in his eyes, and when he looked closely, he discovered that the thing that was pulling his arm, was the thick baleful qi that pierced into his hand like needles.

They were entangled together, almost wrapping around Han Li's entire palm.

Han Li's eyes slightly focused, and with a "chi la" sound, a golden lightning suddenly exploded in the center of his palm.

The baleful qi condensed into thin black threads that were stimulated by the Divine Devilbane Lightning, and immediately retreated from his palm and wrist, but they still circled around, unwilling to completely retreat.

Han Li took the opportunity to pull his hand out, and his eyes swept over it, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

The center of his palm was densely covered with small red dots. Shockingly, they were numerous tiny holes that were as thin as a strand of hair. They had actually been penetrated by the baleful aura, and within these tiny holes, traces of black gas could be faintly seen curling up.

"Pa pa", the surface of his palm once again appeared a golden lightning, flashing for a moment, but the baleful qi in the small holes on his palm had already disappeared, and the small holes quickly closed, disappearing without a trace.

Han Li let out a light breath, and laughed bitterly in his heart.

Fortunately, he pulled out in time, otherwise in a moment, perhaps this palm would have been completely crippled.

"As expected, the lower I go, the more aggressive the baleful qi is. I'm afraid that when the time comes, without my guidance, it will drill into my body on its own. At that time, if I want to control it to attack the apertures, I'm afraid it won't be so easy …" Han Li's eyes flashed, and he muttered.

He looked at the black fog wall below him, and a touch of hesitation appeared on his face.

Admittedly, once the baleful qi in the fog wall entered the body, it would inevitably be like a storm, and the risk was extremely high. If he was not careful, perhaps he would end up with his soul flying away, but if he could control it, then the efficiency of attacking the apertures would certainly certainly increase by several times.

After a moment, the light in Han Li's eyes slightly brightened, and he made up his mind.

Since he had already gambled for these twenty years, then why not in this gamble, in this game, make another bet?

After all, for the current him, there was not much room for choice.

With a slight jolt in his heart, his figure flashed, and he directly rushed into the black wall.

As soon as he entered the wall, Han Li immediately felt that his sea of consciousness sank, as if it was pressed by a heavy boulder, and the sharp buzzing in his mind echoed incessantly, causing his five senses to seem to be sealed, and he almost could not feel the various abnormalities around him.

Outside his body, ink-like baleful qi wrapped around him, and inside it turned into countless extremely sharp baleful qi filaments, piercing into the skin all over his body, deep enough to reach the bones.

The pain in his sea of consciousness and body attacked at the same time, and Han Li felt as if a giant mountain of pain had smashed his head. His whole body trembled incessantly, and his divine sense was a little scattered.

He forcibly took a breath, clenched his teeth, and used the last trace of clarity in his divine sense to activate the Spirit Cultivation Art.

The power of the fourth level of the Spirit Cultivation Art, which had already reached the great success stage, was naturally extraordinary.

Han Li immediately felt that there was a hurricane sweeping through his mind, and the sharp sound in his sea of consciousness immediately disappeared, and his divine sense immediately returned to normal.

As soon as his divine sense recovered, he immediately activated the power of his divine sense to guard his mind, and at the same time, activated the Black Fiend Spirit Destruction Method, guiding the majestic baleful qi that had entered his body, towards his 63rd acupuncture point.

However, as soon as he activated it, Han Li's expression immediately changed.

He suddenly discovered that after he used his Evil Qi Cultivation Method to guide the surging Evil Qi, other than a portion of it surging towards that acupuncture point, the rest of it was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, rushing uncontrollably towards various parts of his body.

"Crackle …"

There was a series of popping sounds around Han Li's body, and the surface of his skin actually swelled up one after another.

His figure also changed, and his whole body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking as if he was about to burst from the baleful qi.

Han Li was shocked, but he didn't lose his composure. His hand seals repeatedly changed in an attempt to control the baleful Qi that was constantly surging into his body. However, his body was like a dam that had opened its floodgates, unable to stop the flood of baleful Qi.

Just as his skin was being filled with baleful qi, swelling like an airbag, as if it was about to burst, a small vortex appeared on his shoulder, attracting the other part of the baleful qi.

This vortex was actually another of Han Li's Immortal Apertures, and under the situation where there was too much baleful qi, it actually opened at the same time, and together with the 63rd Immortal Aperture, welcomed the impact of the baleful qi.

Han Li gritted his teeth, enduring the intense pain coming from all over his body, and his mind was extremely tense as he activated the Black Fiend Spirit Destruction Method with all his might, guiding the baleful qi that had rushed into his body to continuously attack those two Immortal Apertures.

…

Cultivating in the abyss, more than a decade had passed in the blink of an eye.

On the cliff near the exit of the abyss, Jin Tong sat on the ground with her legs crossed, cultivating with her arms crossed.

Not far away from her, the white jade Pixiu was lying on the ground with its two front paws supporting its chin, and its eyelids were drooping, as if it was already half-asleep.

At this moment, the sound of wind was heard, and a golden light flew down from above, landing on the cliff.

The white jade Pixiu looked up, and after seeing that it was Daoist Xie who had returned from inspecting the formation, its eyelids drooped lazily again. Jin Tong did not open her eyes at all.

Right at this moment, a series of rumbling sounds could be heard from the abyss, as if a thunder god was beating a drum.

Immediately afterwards, rolling baleful qi rose up from the abyss like the morning mist, spreading to the top of the cliff.

Only then did Jin Tong suddenly open his eyes and jump up from the ground. He jumped to the edge of the cliff and looked down into the abyss with a nervous expression.

Xiao Bai also got up from the ground and ran over to her side, saying, "Boss, could it be that Master is going to …"

"Uncle …" Jin Tong did not seem to hear Xiao Bai's words, and her expression was extremely complicated as she murmured to herself.