Han Li kept watching Shi Pokong and others go away, and his spiritual sense also carefully explored the neighborhood. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he turned back to the hall.

In the hall, on the jade bed in the pool, Tinghun was lying on the side, his already low body curled into a ball, his eyebrows were furrowed together, and his face was full of pain.

Han Li's mind moved and immediately bet on his spiritual consciousness and looked at him.

After a moment, his expression calmed down and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the crying soul was still asleep at this moment, the breath on his body had undergone a significant change.

Especially in her dantian, the wisp of swaying original power is like a bright lamp in a dark room. Although the fire is still weak, it makes people feel warm.

"Crash..." A wave of water sounded from behind the stone bed.

Han Li looked around and saw the figure of the high priest slowly standing up from the pool water. He was covered with gray smoke, and there was a smell of raw meat burning.

When he saw his face, his expression changed even more and couldn't help but ask:

"Your face..."

Upon hearing this, the high priest raised his hand and stroked his cheek, smiled bitterly, and said, "How can we not pay a little price to use the power of the law of reincarnation to measure the secrets of heaven?"

I saw the part of his neck facing upwards, connecting his cheeks, scattered with burning scars, and the pus inside was filled with magma, still surging, and a fishy and scorching breath overflowed from it.

"Then those scars on your body?" Han Li frowned and asked.

"Every time I peek at the secret of heaven, there will be such scars like heavenly punishment. Taking any spiritual medicine is useless. At first, it is just thick sores and scars, and then it will become scabbed into gallbladders. Over time, it will become like this now that it is neither human nor ghost." The high priest smiled bitterly and said with a hoarse voice.

After saying that, he scooped up a handful of pool water and poured it on the scars on his face, stirring up a burst of white smoke.

When Han Li heard this, he also understood that in addition to the reason why the high priest refused to save Tihun, there were also considerations in this regard.

It can be said that when this heavenly punishment reaches a certain level, even if the cultivation level is high, it may not be able to escape the tragedy of falling. Judging from the current situation, the person in front of him is very close to this critical value.

"Han owed the high priest this matter. If there is any need, as long as it can be done, the high priest can just speak." Han Li said after pondering for a moment.

"I don't want anything at the moment, but if I have a chance in the future, I still need Fellow Daoist Han to do me a favor." The high priest walked out of the pool and spoke.

"In the future... I don't know what's busy with me?" Han Li frowned and asked.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed." The high priest shook his head and said.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, and when he was about to ask again, Tihun suddenly groaned, as if he was about to wake up.

"Crying soul..." Han Li hurriedly called softly.

However, Tinghun just shrank again and did not really wake up.

"The original power in her body was lost for too long, so that the power of her consciousness was consumed a lot. If you hadn't used other means to help her keep her soul, her soul would have dissipated and she was only a body left. So you don't have to worry too much. She just needs some time to accumulate her soul, and she will wake up on her own in a while." Seeing this, the high priest explained.

After hearing this, Han Li felt a little relieved. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "You have helped me this time. How should you explain to the third prince afterwards?"

"With them as examples, I was naturally coerced by you and helped you helplessly. If Fellow Daoist still feels that it is not safe enough, you can take action and beat them to look even worse." The high priest glanced at the two people who were still fainting at the gate of the palace and said with a smile.

"I wish the third prince was so easy to fool..." Han Li smiled and continued.

"So what? As the high priest of the Holy clan, he won't go too far. Besides, he didn't seem to have received any benefits just now. So what qualifications does he have to blame me?" The high priest said with a hoarse voice.

"That's the reason." Han Li nodded.

Then, he took the crying soul back to Huazhi Cave Heaven to settle down and stayed by his side.

Until dawn the next day, Tinghun did not wake up, but his breath rose, Han Lidao felt a little relieved, said goodbye to the high priest, left the hall and headed towards the Demon Palace.

However, not long after he left here, he saw Shi Pokong had already brought more than ten people and was waiting outside the square.

Han Li glanced over and found that besides the old man Qu who appeared last night, there were three late Taiyi cultivators behind him, while there were seven or eight middle and early Taiyi cultivators.

"Is the third prince trying to scare Li?" Han Li said with a smile as usual.

"Fellow Daoist Li said this. When you came to our holy clan, you came as a distinguished guest in the clan. Now that you are leaving, you must treat each other with courtesy." Shi Pokawa tilted the folding fan with a smile.

"Since that's the case, then Li will be welcome."

Han Li smiled casually, his figure suddenly flashed, and he passed by everyone and went straight ahead of them.

Seeing this, Shi Pokong's eyes sank slightly, and he slapped the folding fan with a "pop" and followed him first. The rest of the people slightly distanced him and fell not far behind.

"Fellow Daoist Li, if I say I feel a little regretful now, I didn't choose to make friends with you at the beginning, would it be too late?" Shi Pokong caught up with Han Li, walked side by side with him, and asked.

"I wonder if the third prince was talking about when I first arrived in Yeyang City or when I was about to enter the Jilin Kong Realm?" Han Li asked with a smile.

"Is there any difference?" Shi Pokong asked.

"Actually, there is no difference. As long as you give me the Sky Realm Talisman, it's not too late. Unfortunately... Third Prince, you don't know how to go back time, so there is no need to regret it." Han Li shook his head and said.

"That's a pity..." Shi Pokong sighed and said.

When Han Li heard this, hesitated and was rarely moved. He sighed: "Why are you here?"

Shi Pokong naturally knew that Han Li's words meant him and Shi Chuankong. Unfortunately, some of the secrets in this were not worthy of being told by outsiders, so he just sighed again, and said nothing, but there was a hint of loneliness on his face.

Seeing this, Han Li stopped talking, but just moved forward.

Everyone walked to a square in the Nanyuan of the Demon Palace before flying down.

Han Li glanced at him and saw a strange pointed cone-shaped building standing not far ahead, not far away, but the appearance was not visible.

There are circles of circular patterns on the tower body, which connect to each other, forming a series of extremely complex large rune nets that connect to the ground.

The tower is only a hundred feet high, and the foundation of the tower accounts for one-third. There is a circle of diamond-shaped transparent crystals embedded on the outside, refracting the light of the sun and emitting colorful lights, which is unreal.

"Is this tower the legendary Yuekong Tower?" Han Li looked for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Li wants to return to the fairy world directly, but ordinary teleportation arrays cannot do it at all. They can only tear the void through this Overturn Tower and directly return to the boundary." Shi Pokong nodded and said.

"Can you return to the Beihan Immortal Realm through this tower?" Han Li raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Cross-border teleportation is already very difficult, and the resources consumed are even more massive. When the teleportation is torn apart, the only thing that can be reached is the closest place in the adjacent boundary area." Shi Pokong sneered and said.

"Where is that?" Han Li asked.

"Golden Source Immortal Realm." Shi Pokong glanced at him and said.

"Where is the Jinyuan Immortal Realm?" Han Li frowned when he heard this.

Although Han Li has not yet entered this fairyland, he cannot be said to be unfamiliar with it. After all, both Jiuyuan Temple and Baizaoshan are located in this fairyland, and most of the Jin Tong is still there now.

"There are several guided magic arrays in the Golden Source Immortal Realm, such as Jiuyuan Temple and Shouyang Mountain. However, they all require tokens of sects to be transmitted to them. If you don't have these, it depends on your luck, so you may be randomly teleported to any place in the Golden Source Immortal Realm." Shi Pokong said with a smile.

"Let's go." Han Li pondered for a moment and said neatly.

After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the Yuekong Tower.

Shi Pokong looked at his back and followed with his brows frowned.

When he walked into the tower, Han Li saw that there were talisman patterns engraved everywhere on the ground, and several snow-white stone pillars stood in the middle, with various strange patterns engraved on them.

The four walls of the tower are also inlaid with diamond-shaped transparent crystals everywhere. The dense prism mirrors reflect layers of overlapping shadows.

Among the snow-white stone pillars, there is a high platform ten feet in a radius, with a relief of the true spirit of Luohu, which is lifelike.

The entire array has not yet been operated, and it seems that there are layers of floating light flowing over it, like water patterns under the sun, rippling on the entire platform, and strong space fluctuations are coming from it.

"Fellow Daoist Li, after we part today, I hope we won't meet in this holy realm again in the future." Shi Pokong suddenly spoke.

"Don't worry, the third prince, Li always keeps his word." Han Li smiled without complaint.

"That's good, please join the formation." Shi Pokong nodded and said.

Han Li's spiritual sense scanned the formation again and found that the details were in various places, which were inconsistent with what the high priest told him in detail on the night before. Then he nodded and walked up.

"Fellow Daoist Li Don't worry, this Yuekong Tower is extremely precious. I definitely don't dare to tamper with it. Once this tower is damaged, its nature is almost the same as destroying half of the Holy Clan Imperial City." Shi Pokong smiled when he saw this.

Han Li didn't say anything else, but just glanced at Shi Pokong and signaled that he could activate the magic circle.

The latter didn't say much, and waved his hand directly.

Several demon elders behind him immediately dispersed and came to the surroundings of the formation. They sat down cross-legged, closed their eyes and made gestures, and began to activate the Overturn Tower.

With a buzzing sound, the entire ground in the tower trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light lit up on the platform in the middle of the tower, covering Han Li's entire body, and various runes on the ground also shone with dazzling light.

On the entire tower, all the diamond crystals shone brightly, and countless spots of light were reflected, intertwined together, and turned into a dazzling light, which made people dare not look directly at them even if they squinted their eyes.

Han Li was at the place where all the light gathered, and his whole body was flooded with light and could not see clearly. The increasingly powerful space power around him began to gather towards the center, reaching the peak of his voice.

Seeing that the formation was about to be launched, the sound of Shi Pokong suddenly came from Han Li's ears:
Chapter completed!