In Yang Ye City, a dark alley branched off from a wide main road in the city.
The alley was remote and empty. At the end of the alley stood a mottled stone wall, full of potholes and traces of time.
It was evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the wall, reflecting the orange-red light.
At this moment, the void behind the wall fluctuated, and a figure in a green robe flashed out. It was Han Li.
As soon as he came to the alley, he turned his wrist and took out a Samsara Temple mask. He put it on his cheek, and a wave of light rippled out. Then, he turned into a Youth of the Demon Clan with a short horn between his eyebrows and walked toward the entrance of the alley.
Not far away from the entrance of the alley stood a huge banyan tree with lush foliage. The green canopy of the tree was like an umbrella covering the sky. Under the tree, there were seven or eight idle people gathered, sitting around and chatting.
Before Han Li went forward, he heard a man in black with a loud voice yelling, "Bullsh * t, I think it's great that the Third Prince is in charge.
"Nonsense. I think it's great that the Third Prince is in charge. In the past, if we wanted to go to the Maha District, we would have to verify our identities repeatedly. Now that there are no more restrictions set by the First Prince, it's much more convenient for us to do business or cultivate."
"You can't say that. When the First Prince was in charge, not to mention the Raka District and the Maha District, even the Maha District, the public security in the Maha District was much better than it is now. But look at now, there are private fights on the streets every few days. Once a fight starts, there is no end to it. It's not a big deal if there are casualties, but they also have to destroy other people's houses and disturb the neighbors." Another skinny elder obviously disagreed with his view and refuted.
"It would be great if the two princes could reconcile and govern together …" A young devilish youth said as he nestled in the elderly man's arms.
The rest of the people heard this and burst into laughter.
Han Li made his way over to them before extending a respectful salute, and feigning ignorance, he asked, "Seniors, may I ask which region I've arrived in after traveling all the way here from outside the city?"
"From outside the city. We are at the southernmost part of the Maha District. Where are you going?"
The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the young man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said.
"I'm going to the Maha District to seek refuge with an elder of my clan. I thought I would be there soon, but I didn't expect to still be wandering in the Maha District. This Sun City is really big …" Han Li pretended to be surprised as if he had just arrived.
"Ke ke, it's your first time here. Since the sky is not dark, quickly go to the market in front and rent a beast carriage. With the strength of your legs, who knows how long it will take for you to reach the Mo He District." That skinny old man revealed a smile as he said.
When Han Li heard this, he wasn't in a hurry to leave. Instead, he said, "When I arrived, I heard your conversation and felt somewhat puzzled. Why isn't the Holy Master in charge?"
"Which backwater did you come from? Why are you so uninformed?
"I see. But wasn't the First Prince the one in charge before?" Han Li frowned in confusion.
"So it was like that. But wasn't the eldest prince the one in charge in the past?" Han Li came to a sudden realization before frowning in confusion.
"The First Prince has been missing for more than a thousand years. Some said he was in seclusion, some said he was traveling, and some said he was under house arrest by the Holy Lord. In short, there are all kinds of rumors." The skinny elder smiled.
"Thank you."
Han Li cupped his fists and thanked him. He turned around and walked along the main road to the market.
…
A few days later, at night.
In a chain of palaces in the Northern Court of the Royal Palace, it was brightly lit. Teams of armored demons patrolled the area with halberds in their hands.
In the shadow of the palace walls, a figure was moving quickly between the palaces. He was dressed in black and looked like an ordinary Youth of the Demon Clan. It was Han Li.
At this moment, his aura was almost completely suppressed. He moved with his outstanding physical strength without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power. So, he naturally didn't attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers.
And the hidden formations in the palace walls were as clear as a fire in his eyes. He didn't trigger any of them while moving at high speed.
Not long after, his figure arrived outside a beautiful independent palace hall.
Before Han Li approached the entrance, he wrinkled his nose as he caught a whiff of the dense scent of medicinal herbs. When he looked around the hall, he discovered that all of the windows were tightly shut and there was a faint mist rising from the ceiling.
After checking for a moment, he raised his hand and pressed a restriction on the hall door. A silver electric light suddenly flashed in his palm. A cobweb-like electric light immediately spread and covered the entire door.
The runes hidden on the door were almost destroyed in an instant. The original restriction also lost its effect.
Han Li gently pushed open the gate of the hall, and his body abruptly flashed into the hall.
As soon as his figure flashed, he didn't see the situation in front of him clearly. Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind.
He had already expected this. He suddenly lowered his body and pushed his fists forward. Two groups of starlight shone on the fists and instantly fell on the two people who were sneaking up on him.
Only two muffled sounds were heard.
The two silhouettes then flew past Han Li and crashed heavily into two pillars before falling limply to the ground.
Han Li didn't want to kill them. So the strength of the two punches was very clever. They hit two key acupuncture points of the two people. They were hit until their Demon Qi became stagnant and they fainted.
"Since you don't want to kill people, then you are here to ask for help …" A hoarse voice sounded with a burst of splashing water.
Han Li didn't speak immediately and looked forward.
He saw that in the middle of the palace, there was a pool that looked like a patio. It was filled with a pool of black liquid. It looked somewhat viscous and was slowly rolling. The layers of mist were coming from it.
In the pool, a bloated figure slowly stood up. His body was covered with an incomparably large black cloak that covered his head and body. Even his face couldn't be seen clearly.
"Fellow cultivator, is your surname Li?" Seeing that Han Li didn't speak, the person continued to ask.
The bloated figure slowly walked out of the pool. His body seemed to be on fire, emitting waves of heat. Soon, the black cloak was completely baked.
When Han Li heard this, he was slightly surprised. He asked noncommittally, "Fellow cultivator, are you the High Priest?"
"What, Fellow Li has been looking for me for a long time. Are you still not sure if I am the person you are looking for?" The person asked again.
Han Li's brows furrowed slightly as he said, "The High Priestess has always lived in seclusion and has always been secretive about her whereabouts. She shouldn't have been so lax in her defenses today, so I'm feeling a little unsure."
"You are in a palace with two Early-stage Primordial Unity cultivators as your personal guards. Isn't the security tight?
Haha, I think you are just a little more skilled, Fellow Li, "the bloated man said with a smile.
"There's not much time left, so I won't argue with you.
Since you are the High Priest, you should know what I want, right? "Han Li asked without changing his expression.
"I knew it more than a thousand years ago. Unfortunately, I can't do what you want, Fellow Li," the High Priest said with a sigh.
"Can't do it … If that's the case, then I can only take your head first and then go see the real High Priest," Han Li said with a sneer.
"It seems that you still don't want to believe that I am the High Priest?" A hoarse voice sounded, sounding a little helpless.
"Since you are the High Priest, how do you know that you can't do it and can't save him without even taking a look?" Han Li asked in a deep voice.
"I had a divination more than a thousand years ago, and the divination showed that I can't do it." The High Priest sighed.
"Can't do it doesn't mean that it can't be done?
Why do you say that you can't do it, High Priest? "Han Li sneered.
"It's a big taboo to do it knowing that it can't be done." The High Priest shook his head and said.
"Now that it has been more than a thousand years, High Priest, why don't you make another divination and see if it can be done?" Han Li asked again, suppressing the waves of emotions in his heart.
The High Priest paused for a moment and then said with a smile, "If that's the case, I will make another divination. If it still can't be done, Fellow Li, can you not force me?"
When Han Li heard this, he declined to comment.
Seeing this, the High Priest only shook his head slightly. He rubbed his palms in front of him, and five coins appeared in his palms. He tossed them aside casually, and his other hand suddenly stretched out in the air, catching the coins.
The five coins were arranged in the shape of a plum blossom on his palm, with two or three facing up and down.
After the High Priest raised his hand to touch the coins, his expression suddenly changed and he frowned. "Who are you?
Why is your fate so messed up? "
"High Priest, you seem to have divined something that you shouldn't have?" Han Li's voice suddenly turned cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, light flashed around him and nine Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords whizzed out, cutting the surrounding space into pieces. The swords pointed at the High Priest from all directions.
The High Priest saw this and a strange look flashed in his eyes. As if he suddenly thought of something, his expression changed and he asked, "Is your surname Han?"
"It seems that you really want to die …" Han Li said slowly, his expression unchanged.
"I think that since we are both from the Samsara Temple, you won't do this, right?" The High Priest said slowly with a hoarse smile.
After saying that, he slowly raised his arm, and a pale, bloodless palm stretched out from his wide sleeve. In his hand was a palm-sized, round token, which was engraved with the words "Samsara Token".
Seeing this, Han Li's expression changed slightly, but he was also puzzled.
"Did you find out about my identity from the news in the Samsara Temple?" Han Li asked without putting away his Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords.
"That's not important … What's important is that you can do what you want today." The High Priest shook his head and said slowly.
Hearing this, Han Li raised his hand without a word and a silver door appeared out of thin air. Inside the door was the image of a small building.
"This … is this the legendary Grotto-heaven Treasure?" The High Priest asked in surprise.
"That's right. Please wait a moment, High Priest …" Han Li nodded and said.
He stepped into the building and carried the Weeping Soul Beast in his arms. Then, he turned around and returned to the temple.