A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm

Chapter 166: The Laws of Speed

Is this an avatar? No, it's something else...

Despite his surprise, Han Li's reactions remained as sharp as ever.

Seven specks of white light instantly appeared on his chest and abdomen, and one of his arms abruptly swelled drastically in size as he swung his fist at the second figure.

A resounding boom rang out as the second figure was sent flying back by the tremendous force behind the punch, but right at this moment, Han Li suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and he had only just managed to turn his head slightly before he struck by a sharp blade on the shoulder near his neck.

Several of the scales on his shoulder were broken, and blood splattered in all directions as he was sent plunging forward through the air by the force of the attack.

He had only just managed to steady himself slightly when he caught sight of a third black-robed young man behind him, and this one was also completely identical to the other two in both aura and appearance.

Han Li hurriedly used his momentum to tumble through the air, then steadied himself over 1,000 feet away as he activated his Brightsight Spirit Eyes.

At the same time, the set of nine white flying swords also flew out before revolving through the air around him, forming a dense net of sword threads that protected him from all directions.

A hint of mockery appeared on the faces of the three black-robed young men in unison upon seeing this.

All of a sudden, the three of them pounced at Han Li from three different directions, and the runes on the surface of their black sabers were flashing brightly, causing the surrounding space to twist and warp.

Bright blue light was glowing in Han Li's eyes as he scrutinized the three figures intently, assessing all of the visual information that he could gather, including their movement trajectories, their actions, and even the looks on their faces.

In doing so, he discovered that all three of them seemed to have been real.

This is a clone technique that he's unleashing through the use of the laws of speed!

An enlightened look appeared on his face as he arrived at this realization, but hsi brows only became even more tightly furrowed with this revelation.

A sharp clang rang out, and one of the flying swords was struck, causing it to draw to a shuddering halt.

As a result, a gap appeared in the sword net, and before it could be filled, a saber projectino shot through, hurtling directly toward Han Li's chest from behind.

Han Li swung around violently before launching a fist through the air to strike the saber projection head-on.

Immediately thereafter, a string of erratic clanging rang out, and he spotted a black-robed man wielding a long saber flashing incessantly around him, picking apart the defenses of his sword net bit by bit.

Thanks to his Brightsight Spirit Eyes, Han Li was able to track his opponent's movement with his eyes, but his flying swords were always just a little too slow to react, and it didn't take long before the sword was cast into complete disarray.

Furthermore, the other two clones of the black-robed young man were constantly lurking, lashing out at Han Li's vital regions whenever the opportunity arose.

Before long, around a dozen deep gashes had already been sliced into Han Li's body.

Thankfully, his physical body was extremely hardy to begin with, and his physical constitution was bolstered even further thanks to his True Extreme Physique, so even though he was frequently struck, none of the attacks proved to be lethal.

However, he knew that the situation was about to take a turn for the worse soon as the brocade-robed elderly man had already reached the final stage in setting up his array.

A faint buzzing sound rang out as the space within a radius of several thousand feet around Han Li shuddered. A burst of earthy yellow light swept through the area, and the astral wind storm was halted in its tracks, as if it had been sealed by some type of invisible force.

Han Li immediately made a hand seal without any hesitation upon seeing this, and a burst of thunderous rumbling instantly rang out as countless arcs of silver lightning sprang out of his body, instantly forming a silver lightning array around him.

An urgent look appeared on the brocade-robed elderly man's face upon seeing this, and he immediately pointed a finger at the array plate in his hand, upon which dazzling yellow light erupted within the array, sending a burst of even more overwhelming pressure surging toward Han Li.

As a result, the activation of Han Li's lightning array was also slowed down.

Fang Pan certainly wasn't going to pass up such an opportunity, and cold killing intent flashed through the eyes of his three clones as they converged from three different directions, unleashing a string of powerful saber projections that closed in rapidly on Han Li.

Han Li gritted his teeth tightly as he activated his Lightning Bird bloodline to its limits, and a flash of blinding silver light appeared in the air, following which Han Li abruptly vanished along with the lightning array.

Almost at the exact same moment, a vast expanse of earthy yellow light surged forth from all directions in a frenzy.

The flurry of saber projections also arrived, completely shredding the area around the spot where Han Li had just been standing a moment before, forming a violent black tornado that instantly destroyed all of the silver light lingering in the air.

Immediately thereafter, the three Fang Pans in the air fused back into one, glowering at the spot that Han Li had just vanished from with a dark expression.

The brocade-robed elderly man also deactivated his array before arriving by Fang Pan's side, then gently sniffed the air as he remarked, "I can smell quite a bit of his blood lingering in the air. In order to prevent us from spoiling the activation of his lightning array, he took an attack from you and your clones head-on, so I'm sure he's carrying some severe injuries right now."

After a moment of contemplation, Fang Pan said, "Not only did he not die 300 years ago, he's attained the body of a Profound Immortal now, so I doubt that attack would've inflicted any meaningful damage. Brother Feng, I'll have to trouble you to track him again. We can't afford to let him get away."

The brocade-robed elderly man nodded in response, then began to initiate his tracking technique...

Meanwhile, a rumbling thunderclap suddenly rang out in the air above a sand dune several hundred thousand kilometers away.

A bolt of silver lightning that was as thick as a water tank came crashing down from the heavens, and Han Li stumbled out of the bolt of lightning in a disheveled manner before falling onto the ground.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he immediately released his spiritual sense to scour the entire area within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers, and only after verifying that there was no danger nearby did he flip a hand over to produce a pair of pills that he promptly swallowed.

He then closed his eyes to meditate, and moments later, his aura gradually returned to a tranquil state, but his expression was still as dark as ever.

He still had no idea who his two assailants were, but given how intent they were on killing him, he had a rough idea of who they could be.

The first possibility was that they were hunting him for the reward offered by the Ubiquitous Pavilion, while the second possibility was that they had something to do with how he had lost his memories of the past 300 years.

What was most perplexing to him was how they had seen through the disguise that he had adopted using the mask of the Transient Guild.

Regardless of what their objectives were, this wasn't something that he could verify in the current situation. Not only were they both superior to him in terms of cultivation base, their abilities made them extremely difficult to deal with.

One of them had mastered the laws of speed, while the other seemed to be a master of arrays and restrictions, so it definitely wasn't wise for him to fight fire with fire.

As these thoughts were running through his mind, he rose his feet, then flipped a hand over to produce the jade slip that contained the map of the Primordial Wave Continent.

After taking a brief glance at the map, he stowed the jade slip away, then began to fly toward a certain direction as a streak of azure light, vanishing into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Half a day later, Han Li was flying through the air above a short mountain range, and he descended toward a forest down below with a grim look on his face.

After landing on the ground, he immediately sat down with his legs crossed, and he took a pill to recover his energy, then released his spiritual sense as he closed his eyes to meditate.

However, no more than 15 minutes later, his eyes abruptly sprang open, and a bewildered look appeared on his face.

"How did they manage to catch up to me so quickly?" he murmured to himself as he immediately rose to his feet.

Two powerful auras had suddenly appeared at the edge of his spiritual sensory range, and they were approaching him at an incredible speed.

Han Li immediately shot up into the sky as a streak of azure light once again, vanishing from the forest in a flash.

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Two days later.

A streak of indistinct azure light suddenly appeared in the sky above a vast, primitive forest, and a tall figure emerged from within, then plummeted toward the lush forest down below in an unsteady manner.

A resounding boom rang out as a massive tree was struck by the figure, causing it to explode violently, sending countless branches, leaves, and scraps of wood flying in all directions.

Countless birds and beasts in the forest immediately began to flee the area in a panicked frenzy, further contributing to the commotion.

The figure that had struck the giant tree was none other than Han Li, and he sat up from the remnants of the tree, then wiped the forest dew from his face with his hand.

He had adopted another disguise, giving him the appearance of a square-faced middle-aged man.

His eyes held a sharp gleam, but the weariness on his face was very apparent.

During the past two days of constant fleeing, he had exhausted almost all of his immortal spiritual power, yet he was still unable to shake Fang Pan and the brocade-robed elderly man off his trail, and they seemed to be determined to kill him.

I can't just keep running like this. At the very least, I have to figure out who they are, Han Li thought to himself as he quickly devoured several pills.

With that in mind, he closed his eyes to meditate, recovering his immortal spiritual power as quickly as he could.

Around 15 minutes later, he reopened his eyes, detecting a burst of powerful spiritual sense within the range of his spiritual sense once again.

However, this time, he didn't continue to flee. Instead, he slowly rose to his feet, then flew up into the air above the forest as he cast his gaze toward the horizon.

A streak of azure light was hurtling rapidly toward him from that direction, and after just several seconds, it was no more than 10,000 feet away from him.

Within the streak of azure light was Fang Pan, who was holding his long black saber with a cold look in his eyes, while the brocade-robed elderly man was nowhere to be seen.

Judging from the cold killing intent in Fang Pan's eyes, Han Li could already tell that his disguise had failed, and he asked, "Why are you so determined to hunt me down?"

Fang Pan faltered slightly upon hearing this, but he had no intention of answering Han Li's question. Instead, he conjured up a series of indistinct afterimages in the air as he prepared to pounce.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this, and he immediately activated the true spirit bloodlines in his body.