A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality c1-2248

by Translator: Johnchen

  Before the wyrm king and Feng Xi understood the meaning of Han Li’s words, they heard wailing and shrieks from the horizon, as if something were flying towards them from all sides. At that same time, white light flashed from underneath the island, followed by a dozen white streaks ascending from the ground.

  “Attack! Kill him before his help arrives!” A fierce expression appeared on the wyrm king’s face as he shouted.

  Soon after, the wyrm king ceased his incantation gesture and opened his mouth, releasing a dense beam of golden light as he set into motion. He pounced so quickly at Han Li, he left an afterimage in his wake, still unleashing light from his mouth.

  Feng Xi didn’t dare to slow down. He unfolded his wings and wrapped himself in a gale, blurring his image as he charged forward.

  When Han Li saw this, he raised his brow, but he didn’t move. He raised his hand to reveal a green wooden ruler and spun it in his palm.

  A large silver lotus bloomed in front of him and covered him completely.

  And with a flip of his other hand, a ball of tri-colored light lit up, turning into a feathered fan.

  Han Li took hold of it and waved it in the direction of the incoming ray of light.

  A pillar of tri-colored flame rushed out and struck the golden pillar of light in front of silver lotus.

  A large gust blew from the collision. Although the ray of light was condensed from the wyrm king’s demon power, the pillar of flame stopped it and seemed to even be consuming it.

  When the Golden Wyrm King saw this, his heart trembled, but he didn’t stop in the slightest and waved one of his arms.

  Golden light flickered and the wyrm scale shield was summoned forward. It turned into a dense barrier of light around him, protecting him as he brandished his other two weapons.

  White swordlight and the golden spear streak filled the air with flowing radiance, raining down attacks like a storm at the tri-colored flame.

  Not only were the golden spear and the white sword amazingly sharp, but they didn’t fear the immense heat from the flames. Gold and white light seemed to weave a net, rigidly blocking the halo of light that followed from the eruption of the flame.

  Han Li was astonished, but he couldn't deal with this matter as of current, as Feng Xi had circled around him using an unknown movement technique. From over a hundred meters away, Feng Xi now flew around to his side.

  His two wings unfolded and he readied his claws.

  The sound of tearing winds loudly sounded.

  Countless feathers erupted from his wings in a barrage of arrows, and each swipe of his talons produced countless claw streaks, all of them striking at Han Li’s silver lotus barrier.

  Han Li glanced at Feng Xi’s overbearing attacks with seeming indifference, but nevertheless, he opened his mouth and summoned three golden streaks.

  Heavy rings continuously sounded out as the azure feathers and claw streaks struck the surface of the lotus, but the attacks seemed to disappear as soon as they struck while the lotus remained unharmed and continued to spin in place.

  When shock appeared on Feng Xi’s face from seeing his attacks nullified, three inch-long golden swords oddly warped in front of him.

  The demon unconsciously waved his wings in a start, and his body blurred.

  The sword Qi flashed and the small swords pierced holes in him, but all they struck was an afterimage.

  In the following moment, Feng Xi appeared over seventy meters away. His face was pale as if the maneuver cost him much magic power.

  Han Li frowned. He hadn’t anticipated that the demon would have such mastery over wind evasion techniques. If he wished to kill the demon, he would spend some effort.

  Having thought this, he commanded the small swords to extend to a foot in length, turn around, and closely pursue Feng Xi.

  Feng Xi’s expression turned cold.

  Suddenly, a pair of large azure claws appeared in midair and swiped at the swords with lightning speed. In a moment, all of them were captured.

  A wicked expression appeared from the demon’s face and he used a secret technique to clamp down with all his might, intending to crush them.

  But when the claws lit up with azure light, he saw that the swords didn’t have the slightest trace of damage.

  Feng Xi’s heart dropped.

  Before he could think of anything else, he heard several drones.

  The golden flying swords took advantage of his moment of carelessness to break free from their capture, instead winding around the huge claws that captured them and easily cutting them to pieces.

  The destroyed claws scattered with the wind.

  The flying swords then changed direction, swiftly continuing their pursuit of Feng Xi.

  This time, Feng Xi felt an even greater shock.

  He quickly opened his mouth and an azure jade bowl flew out. It flipped through the air, suddenly producing an azure barrier to sweep away the flying swords.

  As the two sides clashed, several crisp cracks sounded. Under the bright golden glow of the flying swords, the azure barrier was pierced through with ease.

  Feng Xi’s expression greatly changed. He no longer dared to meet the flying swords head-on, and he flapped his wings flying off to the size in an azure streak. The flying swords changed direction, silently continuing their close pursuit at a speed no slower than Feng Xi’s.

  At that moment, the demon began to curse in his mind.

  As he was forced to twist through the skies, he took a glance at the Golden Wyrm King.

  As a result, his heart sank even further.

  The Golden Wyrm King blocked the tri-colored flames and had arrived next to Han Li. He struck at the silver lotus with ferocity, each attack seeming to scatter the lotus slightly.

  Within the lotus, Han Li simply waved the emerald ruler in his hand a few times and restored all of the damage with a few flashes of seven-colored Buddhist light.

  The Golden Wyrm King was unable to deal with him.

  Feng Xi’s eyes looked around him and he began to ponder whether he should escape. It was clear that Han Li’s current abilities far exceeded what he had imagined. And the ferocious flying swords were more than enough to deal with two of him.

  But then, the demon came to a sudden stop and remained in place, revealing Feng Xi’s half-demon form.

  At some unknown time, a dozen meter-long snow-white centipedes had surrounded him. They had four wings and sparkling crystalline bodies.

  “The Six-winged Frost Centipedes!” When Feng Xi recognized them, he cried out in alarm and wore an unsightly expression.

  The Golden Wyrm King’s fierce assault on the lotus also came to a sudden stop, and he tore through the air in a golden streak, hoping to get away.

  Han Li’s indifferent voice sounded from within the lotus, “It is already too late to think of running away.

  As soon as those words were said, ten red threads shot out from the lotus with extreme speed. They flickered several times and tightly wound around the demon. Following that, light flashed from them, turning into several dense ropes of flame. They continued to roil around him and drown him in them.

  At that same moment, a grey demon wind blew through the sky, carrying give wheel-sized ghost heads. They all appeared fierce and wailed without end. They entered the sea of flames without any regard for it.

  Within the flames, the Golden Wyrm King let out a shout of terror. His cold scream contained an immense fear.

  Chapter 1256: Tempered Bone Arts

  As Feng Xi swept his gaze past the scene, an icy chill froze over his heart.

  Be it another attack from Han Li or the dozen Six-winged Frost Centipedes surrounding him, he wouldn’t be able to deal with any of them.

  Having come to a decision, Feng Xi grasped his hand in an incantation gesture and a crimson red bloomed from his upper body. Blood loudly splurt out from his flesh, hiding his body in a cloud of blood.

  Meanwhile, the demon’s wings absorbed the blood in an instant and turn
ed scarlet.

  He took a deep breath and waved his wings, intending on fleeing using a secret technique. But at that moment, he heard a beautiful scripture being uttered and a huge attractive force weighing down on his body.

  The demon felt his body tensed as he was kept in place, the magic power in his body frozen.

  At that moment, Feng Xi discovered a foot large silver lotus below him in his terror. It was slowly blooming, keeping him trapped in seven-colored Buddhist light.

  The demon panicked, immediately casting techniques in an attempt to escape.

  However, the dozen centipedes surrounding him used this opportunity to spit glacial Qi onto him.

  The icy white Qi enveloped him, containing the blood cloud completely. Feng Xi’s miserable screams sounded from within it.

  A distance away, Han Li fiddle with the Eight Spirit Ruler in his hand with a calm expression, not even taking a glance in Feng Xi’s direction.

  Everything was completely under his control.

  At that moment, the Golden Wyrm King’s void came to a sudden stop.

  This caused Han Li to cause his brow and take a look upward.

  A world-shaking explosion suddenly sounded from within the sea of flames, and the flames scattered in an instant. A gust blew out, followed by something flying at immense speed.

  Han Li’s expression sank and thunder rang out from his back. He vanished.

  In the next moment, the thing that escaped came to a sudden stop. Above it, azure and white lightning flashed, followed by Han Li’s sudden appearance.

  Han Li looked down and only saw the skeleton of a miniature wyrm. It was only a foot large and glistened with golden light as if it were created from pure gold.

  The flood dragon was holding onto a thumb-sized golden core in its mouth.

  Wails sounded from behind it, and five ghost heads charged out from the sea of flames with miserable faces. Their faces were ashen as if they were injured.

  The golden bone wyrm stirred upon seeing the cinque devils and immediately flew off in a golden streak, soon vanishing from sight.

  Above, Han Li coldly snorted. Black light flashed from his brow, following the appearance of a third black eye. It released a streak of black light that disappeared as soon as it appeared.

  As a result, a muffled explosion sounded. Golden and black light intertwined and the bone wyrm toppled out from the explosion, flipping several times.

  The bone wyrm knew things were far from good. It immediately thought to regain its bearings and continue its escape, but it was already too late.

  Azure light suddenly flashed from nearby, following the appearance of an azure net that appeared seemingly out of nowhere. The bone wyrm was caught and was unable to move.

  Meanwhile, a three-meter-long golden light flew out from the sky. Golden light flashed and the bone wyrm was cleaved into two.

  A green flame flew out from the bone wyrm yet again in a desperate escape.

  However, Han Li was already prepared. He reached out with a single hand, creating a large azure hand and grabbing ahold of the green flame.

  Following that, Han Li flashed forward and took out a small green bottle with a shake of his sleeve.

  He flipped the bottle, and it released a black mist.

  The azure hand relaxed its grip, allowing the mist to sweep past the green flame and draw it back into the bottle.

  After that was done, Han Li raised the bottle and swept his spiritual sense inside of it, wearing a satisfied expression from what he saw.

  The soul of a grade-ten demon beast was an incredibly rare material.

  Once the small bottle was placed away. He took a look at the golden pearl and the remnants of the bone wyrm and collected them without a thought.

  The pearl was clearly his main objective, the metal-attribute wyrm core.

  As for the golden skeleton, he was rather interested in it.

  Back in the sea of flames, he saw the wyrm king unable to escape the shackles of his flame threads and the jaws of the cinque devil. But through some unknown technique, he detonated his flesh and broke free, scattering his constraints and controlling his miniaturized skeleton with his soul.

  In this manner, the wyrm king seemed to have two bodies. He would be able to catch his opponent off guard in this inconceivable turn of events, shedding off his flesh and fleeing with his bones.

  The wyrm king was a grade ten demon cultivator and a famous one at that. It would be odd if he were killed off so easily.

  Han Li possessed two spirit treasures, and the cinque devils. Ordinary late-Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't hope to compare.

  The wyrm king was already far stronger than ordinary demon beasts, but the Eight Spirit Ruler had miraculous defensive abilities and he naturally wasn't able to break through in a short amount of time. And with the capture by the renown fire spirit threads and the flesh-eating cinque devils suppressing him, Han Li was able to subdue him without any further abilities

  Han Li curiously examined the golden skeleton and hesitated before placing it in his storage pouch as well.

  At that moment, Feng Xi remained trapped within the white glacial mist to no surprise. The frost Qi of the dozen centipedes had already sealed it into ice.

  Han Li glanced at the enemy he once feared long ago and shook his head. His thoughts stirred and he had his flying swords streak around the block of ice.

  Suddenly, the ice split into chunks and a green demon soul rushed out from it, fleeing off in a panic. But it ran into a centipede headfirst and was swallowed with hardly any resistance, becoming mere insect food.

  With the two demons were killed, Han Li decided to examine the storage pouches they left behind.

  Han Li found a pleasant surprise.

  From Feng Xi’s storage pouch, he acquired an ancient jade slip detailing several demon cultivator techniques as well as information on the Dragon Scale Fruit. It also detailed methods to uproot and transplant different kinds of spirit trees. It should prove greatly useful.

  From the storage pouch of wyrm king, he found an interesting technique called the Tempered Bone Arts. It would allow humans and demons to cultivate their skeleton to the point of becoming a magic treasure, and in the process, it would turn one’s flesh unreasonably powerful. It was a pity that it took much time to cultivate this technique. He was too busy to cultivate this technique was of current, but he collected it into his storage pouch nonetheless.

  After he collected all of the cinque devils and centipedes, he immediately flew off in an azure streak and flew into the nearby seas. Since the Dragon Scale Fruit had such miraculous effects, he couldn't let it go.

  As a result, Han Li eliminated several restrictions he found in a cave underneath the sea and eventually found the tree.

  Fortunately, Feng Xi packed all the materials he needed to uproot the spirit tree. Han Li naturally put them to good use and shrunk the tree for temporary storage in his pouch.

  In the time it took to finish a meal, an azure streak brushed through the seas and disappeared off the horizon.

  When Han Li returned to the Inner Star Seas and the Heavenly South, almost another year had passed.

  When he returned to the Dreamcloud Mountains travel-worn, Nangong Wan, his disciples, and several sect elders gathered together with him for a secret discussion.

  After most of a day passed, they all left.

  Their expressions were all grave as if the topic had been of great importance.

  Not long after, the Drifting Cloud Sect’s disciples discovered that the sect had begun to gather together large quantities of obscure spirit medicines no matter what the cost. At that same time, cultivators in higher positions of the sect repeatedly gathered together for discussions.

  Not long after, a piece of information was made known throughout the Heavenly South.

  Han Li, the Grand Elder of the Drifting Cloud Sect, in his last journey acquired a secret technique that would aid in breaking through to Deity Transformation.


  However, the secret technique was quite peculiar and required a special area to cultivate. As such, the greatest cultivator in the Heavenly South planned on departing from the Drifting Cloud Sect for several hundred years in secluded cultivation. Apart from life or death situations for the sect or until he fails in cultivating this technique, he will not easily emerge from this place.

  When this information was made known, the higher echelons of the large sects had different attitudes spanning from excitement, happiness, worry, and fear that great events will shake the Heavenly South once more.

  After a year passed, not only did Han Li disappear, but his Dao companion Nangong Wan, Mu Peiling, and his other personal disciples also disappeared.

  But Liu Yu did remain at the sect.

  The Drifting Cloud Sect ceased their attitude of expansion and began to consolidate their existing power. Although the other sects eyed the resources of the Drifting Cloud Sect with greed, Han Li’s fearsome reputation kept them at bay.

  A year, ten, and a hundred passed by. The greatest cultivator of the Heavenly South had completely disappeared and had yet to make another appearance.

  In the Drifting Cloud Sect, the Dreamcloud Mountains, and even the Heavenly South, Han Li’s reputation began to fade with time and fewer people mentioned him. After an unknown amount of time, the grand elder of the Drifting Cloud Sect turned into a legend and his position remained empty for over a thousand years before a new grand elder was selected for the sect.

  But after nearly a thousand years, a golden era appeared yet again for the Drifting Cloud Sect. Nascent Soul cultivators sprouted up in large numbers, elevating the sect to becoming a superpower in the Heavenly South. Its prosperity remained for thousands of years to come.

  Chapter 1257: Entering Deity Transformation

  After the battle with the Elder Devil at Devilfall Valley, the restrictions outside the valley gradually decreased. After so many years passed, the valley became open to any cultivator who wished.

  But after so many cultivators scoured the outer valley for treasure, spiritual medicines, ores, and other rare materials until near depletion. Only the most secret and yet discovered corners of the valley might still have something hidden. Perhaps one may find something if they are lucky enough.