A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm - Chapter 908: Public Provocation

A hint of surprise had also appeared on Han Li’s face at the sight of the ferocious storm raging over the platform.

“That’s Yi Liya’s Heaven Locking Seal! It’s become far more powerful than since I last saw it,” Gu Qianxun murmured to herself.

Feng Wuchen’s expression darkened slightly as he assessed the grim situation that he was in, and a string of cracks and pops rang out from within his body as over 150 profound acupoints lit up over his skin.

At the same time, he stomped a foot down onto the ground, almost causing the entire platform to collapse with just a single stomp.

Using the power of the stomp, Feng Wuchen launched himself up diagonally up into the air, flying out of the vast expanse of whip projections around him.

Meanwhile, Yi Liya continued to swing his black whip through the air, and his entire body was already completely inundated by whip projections, which transformed into black circles that sped toward Feng Wuchen as if they had eyes.

However, Feng Wuchen’s speed was clearly superior, and he was able to just barely evade all of the whip projections that came his way.

“This is an extremely formidable attack from Yi Liya. If the target is caught by one of the whip projections, then they’ll immediately be overwhelmed by the rest of the whip projections. However, unfortunately for him, Feng Wuchen possesses top-notch speed, and Yi Liya isn’t going to be able to keep this up for long,”

“I think Yi Liya still has more tricks up his sleeve, but even so, I think Feng Wuchen is too powerful for him to defeat,” Gu Qianxun said.

All of a sudden, Han Li’s expression changed slightly as he said, “Here it comes!”

All of a sudden, countless starry runes emerged over Feng Wuchen’s willow leaf sword, releasing a halo of bright white light that instantly swept over the entire platform.

Rays of white starlight shone down from the radiant white halo, all of which converged toward the willow leaf sword, causing it to buzz and tremble.

Immediately thereafter, the willow leaf sword flew out of Feng Wuchen’s grasp, transforming into a dazzling blade of white light that struck the point between a pair of nearby black whip circles.

A gash was instantly sliced into the space there, and Feng Wuchen was able to dart through the opening in a flash.

An intrigued look appeared on Han Li’s face at the sight of the willow leaf sword.

The sword was giving off incredibly formidable energy fluctuations, and he couldn’t help but wonder what type of treasure it was.

Right at this moment, all of the whip projections around Yi Liya abruptly faded away, revealing him with a peculiar smile on his face.

All of a sudden, he thrust a palm forward, and a plume of white light erupted out of his sleeve, consisting of countless radiant white threads.

Each thread was as translucent as jade, and a series of tiny specks of white light could be seen dancing around them.

The thin threads converged to form a huge white net that descended upon Feng Wuchen at an incredible speed, and he was caught completely off guard.

Before he had a chance to take evasive measures, the net wrapped itself around him in layers to form a white cocoon, which then tumbled down onto the platform, while all of the nearby spectators gasped in astonishment.

An ecstatic look appeared on Yi Liya’s face upon seeing this, but his smile quickly faded as his face turned an unnatural shade of bright red, as did the skin all over the rest of his body.

All of a sudden, his entire body had become as red as blood, and there were also countless veins bulging beneath his skin.

However, in the next instant, the red coloration of his skin faded away, leaving him as pale as a sheet. At the same time, blood came gushing out of his mouth, and his footsteps had also become very feeble and unstable.

“He’s mastered the Hazy Helmet Technique! No wonder he was able to withstand Feng Wuchen’s attacks so easily just now. I wonder what those white threads that he used to trap Feng Wuchen were,” Xuanyuan Xing murmured to himself.

Han Li’s eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this. He had heard of the Hazy Helmet Technique during his time in the arena of Green Goat City. It was a type of secret technique that allowed one to spread their bloodline power into all of the profound acupoints in their body to drastically enhance their defenses in a short time.

It was an extremely powerful secret technique, and the more profound acupoints one opened, the more powerful it would become. However, cultivating it required one to refine their profound acupoints in an extremely excruciating process.

On top of that, unleashing the secret technique required one to expend a third of their bloodline power each time, and it was extremely risky to use as it could easily damage the foundation of one’s physical body, so it was a very rarely pursued secret technique.

“That’s the All-encompassing Net! Mistress Liu Hua used the bonded silk of an A tier Scaled Spider Beast to refine a special weapon over a hundred years ago. It’s not a star artifact, but it’s not far away from one. However, the weapon was somehow lost over time, but it seems to have found itself in the possession of Yi Liya. No wonder he’s so confident,” Gu Qianxun mused.

All of the other Green Goat City cultivators erupted into cheers upon seeing this, while a look of pleasant surprise had appeared on Chen Yang’s face as well.

However, out of his peripheral vision, he could see that Qin Yuan remained calm and completely unconcerned, and his heart immediately sank slightly.

On the platform, Yi Liya took a deep breath to steady himself, then took a glance at the willow leaf sword, which was still flying up toward the heavens.

With a flick of his wrist, his black whip shot forth in a flash, wrapping itself around the white cocoon before hurling it off the platform.

However, right at this moment, a loud tearing sound rang out as the cocoon was split into two, and Feng Wuchen sprang out from within before pouncing at Yi Liya with incredible speed.

Yi Liya’s expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he immediately attempted to use his black whip to defend himself.

However, he was still reeling from the backlash of using the Hazy Helmet Technique, and he was only able to raise his arm halfway before a burst of white light crashed into his chest with tremendous power.

His chest immediately caved in as blood came gushing out of his mouth once again, and he was sent flying back before tumbling down from the platform.

Right at this moment, Chen Yang appeared in mid-air in a wraith-like manner to catch Yi Liya before slowly lowering him down onto the ground, and all of the Green Goat City cultivators immediately gathered around to inspect his condition.

Meanwhile, Han Li was observing Chen Yang with his brows slightly furrowed.

Chen Yang had been on the elevated platform just a moment ago, yet he was able to instantly appear near the platform completely without Han Li’s detection.

Even though this could be partially attributed to the fact that Han Li was distracted by the battle taking place on the platform, this was still a clear indication that Chen Yang’s true power was beyond what he had revealed thus far.

At this moment, blood was still gushing out of Yi Liya’s mouth, but he had already fallen unconscious.

Chen Yang pulled out a crimson jade vial and forced open Yi Liya’s mouth, then fed him a crimson pill from inside the vial.

As soon as the pill entered Yi Liya’s mouth, a hint of color instantly returned to his deathly pale cheeks, and his caved-in chest also began to return to its original state.

A relieved look appeared on Chen Yang’s face upon seeing this, and he cast his gaze up toward Feng Wuchen on the platform to discover that he was holding a willow leaf sword identical to the one that was still flying through the air.

A look of realization appeared on Chen Yang’s face upon seeing this, and he made a beckoning motion, upon which the two halves of the white cocoon flew into his grasp.

The two halves of the cocoon then fused together as if they were living creatures, forming a fist-sized white ball.

Feng Wuchen also made a beckoning motion with one hand, and the willow leaf sword that was still flying toward the heavens immediately stopped in its tracks, then flew back to him before landing in his grasp.

The two willow leaf swords were resonating with each other to produce a ringing sound akin to the chirping of a flock of birds.

Han Li’s eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the pair of swords, and Feng Wuchen seemed to have detected his gaze.

Their eyes met, and sparks immediately began to fly.

“You’re next, Li Feiyu! I suggest you write your will because you won’t live past the next round!” Feng Wuchen declared as he pointed one of his swords at Han Li from afar.

Everyone immediately turned to Han Li upon hearing this.

Indeed, Han Li was scheduled to battle Feng Wuchen in the upcoming round of sixteen.

Everyone’s attention had been focused on Feng Wuchen’s battle against Yi Liya, so not only were most people not even aware of the fact that Han Li had emerged victorious in his battle, they had also failed to consider the possibility that these two could encounter each other in the round of sixteen.

Feng Wuchen was the undisputed most powerful representative of Profound End City, while Han Li was someone that no one had even heard of, and very few people had even witnessed his battles in the first two rounds.

However, at this moment, it was the vastly renowned Feng Wuchen who was going out of his way to provoke a no-name like Han Li, and all of the bystanders couldn’t help but wonder if this meant that Han Li should be considered a hot favorite or at least a dark horse from here onward.

“See you in the next round,” Han Li said in an indifferent manner.

A furious look flashed through Feng Wuchen’s eyes, seemingly very displeased with Han Li’s lackadaisical demeanor.

“Feng Wuchen is the winner!”

With the outcome of the battle officially announced, a chorus of thunderous cheers erupted from the nearby spectator stands, and Feng Wuchen finally turned his gaze away from Han Li before cupping his fist in a salute toward Qin Yuan on the elevated platform.

Chen Yang paid no heed to what was happening around him as he gently placed the white ball in his hand down the front of Yi Liya’s robe, then carried him away as he said, “Come with me, Li Feiyu. Everyone else, stay here to support Gu Qianxun and Xuanyuan Xing.”

Han Li’s expression changed slightly upon seeing this, and he excused himself with Gu Qianxun and Xuanyuan Xing before setting off after Chen Yang.