I Am Han Li

The black centipede hissed and swung to the left and right before turning into a black shadow. In an instant, it rushed to the front of the youth and opened its mouth, revealing a row of dagger-like sharp teeth. It glittered with a cold light and looked extremely terrifying as it bit at Liu Shi's shoulder.

The tall youth held his head in his hands and screamed. He had yet to notice the situation around him and with a cracking sound, he was bitten by the centipede.

When Perfected White Stone saw this, a trace of a cruel smile appeared across his lips.

He knew very well just how powerful this centipede was. It could break through normal magic artifacts with one bite and its powerful poison could even corrode the spiritual power of those that came into contact with it. More often than not it led to their deaths.

The smile on the elderly Daoist's face froze.

The black centipede suddenly gave out a cry and let go of Liu Shi's shoulder. Blood flowed out of its mouth and its sharp teeth broke, one by one.

What surprised the elderly Daoist greatly was the fact that the golden scales on the tall youth's shoulder remained intact.

Although the black centipede was severely hurt, it only served to increase its ferocity and, after crying out, the centipede rolled and wrapped itself around the youth like a snake. Its sharp long legs moved and cut down one after another.

Clank, clank!

Sparks flew all around, but the scales on the youth remained intact.

When the elderly Daoist saw that, his eyes almost popped out.

The tall youth's screaming stopped and his lowered head raised suddenly.

"Yes, I remember… I… I'm Han Li, the first cultivator of the human race and the first Great Ascension of the Spirit World!" He shouted out, his eyes were clear and he no longer looked dull and lifeless.

He was that Han Li who went through many hardships and rose from the Spirit World to the Immortal World1.

Han Li did not look at the black centipede entwined around his body. He moved his arm slightly and his hand burrowed into the hard black shell of the centipede like a steel fork. With a little effort, he easily tore the black centipede off his body.

The black centipede screamed and desperately wriggled its huge body, but it could not break free from his tight grip.

A loud bang sounded!

The five fingers of the youth that were inside the centipede's body shook and an invisible force spread out. The black centipede wailed pathetically before falling still.

Whoosh!

Han Li's other hand also went into the centipede's body and with both hands, he tore the giant insect into two pieces and threw it away casually.

The two parts of the centipede on the ground twisted violently and then turned into two pieces of a broken banner. The spiritual glow on its surface disappeared and it looked completely destroyed.

These series of actions were lightning fast and happened in an instant.

Perfected White Stone stood there in a daze with his mouth slightly opened and he was unable to close it for quite a while.

Han Li then turned to look at Perfected White Stone.

The elderly Daoist shivered when he met the youth's icy gaze and his heart seemed to have sunk into a bottomless icy cave.

"Bind him!"

After Perfected White Stone's expression changed, he shouted loudly and made hand seals with both hands.

The black magic array in the room once again lit up and buzzed as a grayish black fog rushed towards the tall youth.

At the same time, the sleeves of the elderly Daoist opened and a pale white flying shuttle flew out, hovered around and lifted him up before shooting towards the door.

"You want to escape?"

Han Li snorted and the golden scales on one arm flashed wildly as he punched the ground.

"Bang."

The stone slab on the ground was crushed and a huge pit appeared. The black magic array disappeared along with the ominous fog.

Perfected White Stone heard the sound of the circle breaking and his body trembled. But at this moment, he had already flown to the door of the cave and was about to break through it and escape.

However, the figure in front of the door swayed, followed by a blast.

Whoosh!

The elderly Daoist flew backwards like a sack and hit the nearby stone wall hard with a huge dull sound.

"Whoa!"

Perfected White Stone spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down on the ground, his face full of fear and the flying shuttle under his feet disappeared.

At the door, Han Li stood upright and slowly drew back his left fist. His figure flickered and he appeared in front of Perfected White Stone and looked down coldly at him.

"Senior, please spare my life! I failed to recognize a formidable person, please be generous. I am willing to give all my belongings to you!" Perfected White Stone was trembling all over. He barely managed to get up and took off the storage pouch at his waist and held it with two hands as he placed them before the youth. He then repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy and banged his head on the ground in a show of remorse.

The tall youth was expressionless and did not even look at the storage pouch.

"In addition to these, I still have some treasures elsewhere and I can give all of them to Senior. As a guest of the Prime Minister, I also know where his hidden treasures are located. As long as Senior nods his head, I will immediately go find them and give them to Senior." When White Stone saw that Han Li was silent, his heart jolted and he continued to beg.

His priority was survival and he couldn't care less about anything else.

When Han Li heard this, there was a change in his expression, as if he was moved by the elderly Daoist's words and the golden light on his body slowly faded.

When the elderly Daoist saw this, he was happy and was about to say something when Han Li suddenly grabbed at the air under his body and a mass of black air flew out from the shadows. He clapped and it disappeared directly into the elderly Daoist's face.

"Senior, spare my life!"

The elderly Daoist was shocked and quickly checked the condition of his body, but he did not find any abnormality, which made him even more frightened.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. If you disappoint me in the future, this black mass will explode in your body. You should know the consequences. Also, my surname is Han instead of Liu," Han Li said, his huge body slowly shrank down to normal and the scales on his body also faded away.

Perfected White Stone's face turned pale, but when he heard that Han Li was not going to kill him immediately, he felt relieved and kept saying 'yes'.

"Bang"

Han Li grabbed the elderly Daoist's collar and raised him up. At the same time, his right index finger pointed at the area between the elderly Daoist's eyebrows and a black light appeared at his fingertips before entering the elderly Daoist.

"Senior…" Perfected White Stone was frightened and thought that Han Li was going back on his words. But before he could finish his words, his vision became blurry.

Han Li pursed his lips tightly, a layer of sweat appearing on his forehead and his complexion became pale.

Some time passed.

He let out a breath, moved his finger and the black light on his fingertip disappeared.

The elderly Daoist's eyes rolled back and he fell into a coma.

Han Li waved his hand and threw Perfected White Stone onto the ground. Taking a few deep breaths, he regained his complexion, but he was frowning slightly with a dark expression on his face.

He had used soul-searching magic and rummaged through Perfected White Stone's memories.

Han Li's gaze turned and landed on Liu Le'er, who had fainted and was lying by one side. A trace of gentleness flashed past his eyes. The golden rope had no magic supporting it and had loosened, but she was still trapped behind a black shield.

His figure flashed and he appeared by Liu Le'er's side. With the wave of a hand, an invisible force came out and the black shield shattered.

Han Li looked at the girl's bruised body and sighed. After hesitating for a moment, he made a hand seal and opened his mouth, blowing out a thin blue air, which flew into the girl's body.

Immediately, there was a tinge of red on Liu Le'er's pale face, and the injuries on her body recovered rapidly.

"Little girl, it's been hard on you for the past few years. But now I have even less magic." Han Li looked at the girl and then picked up Perfected White Stone's storage pouch. Pulling it with both hands, it tore open and a lot of things spilled out.

Most of these things were materials, but there were also some elixirs.

Han Li looked at them carefully, picked two bottles and poured out one blue and one red pill before giving it to Liu Le'er.