Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 453

Some were delighted by the words of the Guiling Sect’s leader, while others were in disbelief.

“Then, to reassure the cultivators, I will send my son and Elder Jong in first. The rest of you can decide for yourselves.”

As Wang Cheon-seong finished speaking, Wang Seon, wearing a silver mask, and Yeon Yeo-eon moved to the center of the teleportation formation, and an old man in the mid-Nascent Soul stage [a high level of cultivation] stood expressionlessly beside them.

Following Wang Cheon-seong’s orders, the Guiling Sect cultivators fired five-colored light pillars from their flags, injecting them into the formation. The formation vibrated, and spirit stones emitted a large amount of light, and the three cultivators disappeared into the light.

Seeing this, the other cultivators became agitated.

The formation was huge, but it could only send three people at a time, so the Guiling Sect cultivators moved in groups of three.

This meant that the Guiling Sect cultivators would enter Chuma Valley first, but everyone was a cunning old fox, so they did not rush and watched the situation.

Han Li also stood on the hill, but he had no intention of stepping forward yet. Wang Cheon-seong looked around with a sneer and then floated in the air, not moving.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

The first to move were the Moran people. A dozen or so mages, led by the evil woman and Middle Scholar, headed towards the teleportation formation.

Seeing this, a dark aura flashed across Wang Cheon-seong’s face for a moment and then disappeared. And Wei Mu-ae, who had been looking at the sky until now, slowly lowered his head and looked at Middle Scholar.

Middle Scholar flicked his sleeve and threw out a dozen Chuma Tokens without hesitation. Wang Cheon-seong emitted a blue light and retrieved the Chuma Tokens.

“The quantity is correct. Please enter.”

Although he had not participated in the war, Wang Cheon-seong knew the other party’s identity, so he deliberately sighed softly.

Each time the Guiling Sect cultivators used their magic, three mages were teleported. The moment Middle Scholar stepped into the teleportation formation, Wei Mu-ae muttered calmly.

“It is said that the teleportation is random. It would be best not to encounter me.”

“Is there such a coincidence? If we really do meet, it must be the will of heaven.”

The Moran Scholar retorted without any fear.

“The will of heaven? Let’s say it is.”

With these words, Middle Scholar disappeared along with the other two mages. Wang Cheon-seong’s face turned cold as he looked at the teleportation formation where they had disappeared.

After seeing the Moran people teleported safely, the cultivators finally began to step forward one by one.

The teleportation formation flashed continuously, and nearly 300 cultivators were teleported. As this happened, the high-grade spirit stones in the middle of the formation darkened, and their spiritual power decreased.

Han Li watched the situation and memorized the cultivators he needed to be wary of.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold. Six cultivators wearing green robes appeared, and the one at the front was none other than Dong Mun-do, the Great Elder of the Eoryeong Sect.

Although he had not directly done anything to him, it was best to be careful because of the incident with Gok Ssang-po.

The five cultivators, excluding Dong Mun-do, headed towards the teleportation formation and simultaneously glared at Han Li’s location. As a result, Han Li’s second Nascent Soul [a second soul formed through cultivation], which had almost become one with him, began to fluctuate.

If Han Li had not quickly suppressed his Nascent Soul, the second Nascent Soul, made with the Finger-Pointing Spirit, might have escaped in front of everyone.

‘Five Elements Spirit!’

Based on the reaction of his second Nascent Soul, Han Li immediately identified the identities of the five cultivators. Dong Mun-do also glanced at Han Li due to the strange behavior of the cultivators wearing green robes.

However, Dong Mun-do quickly erased his surprised expression and walked towards the teleportation formation as if nothing had happened.

Wang Cheon-seong, who had been calm, changed his expression when he saw the five Nascent Soul stage cultivators Dong Mun-do had brought with him.

“Brother Dong, I don’t think I’ve seen these people before. Would you introduce them?”

“I will do so once the Chuma Valley matter is settled.”

Dong Mun-do cunningly rejected Wang Cheon-seong’s proposal and soon disappeared into the teleportation formation. Of course, he did not forget to show his hostility towards Han Li before disappearing.

‘The assimilation of the Finger-Pointing Spirit was almost complete… I need to be even more careful if I encounter that person in Chuma Valley!’

In the meantime, Han Li smiled bitterly as he saw the next three cultivators. One of the three old men was none other than Jeong Sa-hyung of the Nagun Sect. Looking at the wrinkles on the faces of the three old men, it seemed that they did not have much time left to live.

Han Li sighed and watched them teleport. When the high-grade spirit stones were almost out of light, he no longer hesitated and threw the Chuma Token in his hand to Wang Cheon-seong.

“Cultivator Han, you are young, is there a need to take such a risk?”

Wei Mu-ae recognized Han Li and suddenly advised him not to enter Chuma Valley.

“Thank you for your kindness, but I have a reason why I must enter Chuma Valley.”

“If you have made up your mind, I will not say anything more. I just hope that your reason for entering Chuma Valley is not the same as mine.”

Wang Cheon-go recognized Han Li’s identity immediately after seeing Wei Mu-ae treat the young cultivator with such respect and began to examine him closely.

However, Han Li remained expressionless even under his gaze and stood in the middle of the teleportation formation with his eyes closed. Wang Cheon-seong became even more wary of Han Li’s unwavering attitude even under his gaze.

Soon, Han Li was also engulfed in the light of the teleportation formation and disappeared.

* * *

After teleporting, Han Li immediately assessed his location.

The place he arrived at was a pile of stones with a lot of rubble, and there were only long, yellow grasses growing everywhere. There were no traces of other cultivators.

However, this was not strange. If Chuma Valley was about a million li [a unit of distance] in size, the probability of randomly teleported cultivators not encountering each other was even higher.

However, he was a little surprised when he turned his head.

Behind him, there was a depression that spread about a hundred jang [a unit of length], and there was not even a single blade of grass there. Han Li immediately spread his consciousness and examined about 20 or 30 li, but found nothing.

As Han Li walked through the pile of stones, he became suspicious of the fact that this place was more like a pit than a basin. As he quietly pondered, he formed hand seals with both hands, and a whirlwind of stones about ten jang high rose.

“Go.”

The whirlwind stirred up sand and dust, sweeping through the huge pit. As the dirt and sand flew away, the pit revealed its true form. The entire pit was shimmering with a strange glow, as if it were made of solidified blackish-red lava.

“This is…”

It was definitely a terrain formed by tremendous heat.

‘Could it be a pit created by a technique similar to the Fire Bomb Spell? But it’s over a hundred jang, that’s impossible.’

He could not even imagine how great the abilities of the ancient cultivators were. Han Li organized his thoughts and looked up at the sky.

It was clearly midday, but instead of the scorching sun, a yellowish light filled the sky.

This was a common phenomenon in skies covered with restrictions. It probably meant that the sky here was full of all kinds of restrictions, and even flying a little higher could trigger them.

Han Li flicked his fingertip and sent a Seogeum Bug up into the sky. When the Seogeum Bug had risen only about 50 or 60 jang, a navy blue light suddenly flashed.

It lost its balance as if it had been attacked and fell, then flapped its wings again and returned to Han Li.

He estimated the direction, covered his whole body with a protective barrier, and slowly flew towards the west. He could not go at full speed in such a strange place. If he accidentally encountered a spatial rift, he would be dead.

Han Li had made promises to both Ja-ryeong and Nam Rong-hu, so he planned to deal with them one by one. He would postpone the matter with Yeong-chok and first join forces with Nam Rong-hu to destroy Hwaseom.

The Guiling Sect had entered Chuma Valley first and were looking for Yeong-chok, but with the vague memories of the cultivator who had escaped as a Nascent Soul, they would not be able to achieve their goal in a short time.

Moreover, they would have to make pills as soon as they found Yeong-chok, so he could buy enough time.

Han Li consumed his mental power and fully opened his consciousness. He also maximized the ability of his Brightspirit Eyes to avoid spatial rifts.

Although he could not pinpoint his exact location right now, he would not be too far from the other cultivators. No matter how random the teleportation formation was, there would definitely be a limit to the teleportation range.

Han Li planned to fly to the westernmost part of Chuma Valley without encountering other cultivators and meet with Nam Rong-hu and the others.

Han Li was constantly looking left and right as he flew, and suddenly stopped.

He narrowed his brow and flew even slower. After passing about a hundred jang, a white light was floating in the air, drawing a curved line.

The light did not emit any spiritual energy fluctuations and was just hanging in the air. Han Li examined it closely and then raised one arm and swung it forward. A blue sword energy fell on the curved line in the distance.

Thud!

The blue light exploded, and the sword energy disappeared the moment it collided with the curved line, completely devoured.

‘So, this is a spatial rift.’

It was easy to avoid such obvious ones, but the problem was that there were also transparent spatial rifts.

Han Li did not know, but an old man about a hundred li away from him was also glaring at the curved spatial rift, panting.

“Hah! To be teleported right next to a spatial rift. I almost died!”

After that, he looked around and confirmed that there were no other dangers, and then he began to fly. Suddenly, a white light flashed in the air.

At that moment, the old man could not even scream and was instantly cut in half, spraying blood as he fell. And the spatial rift that had just appeared disappeared silently again.

* * *

Somewhere on the outskirts of Chuma Valley, three cultivators wearing gold robes were flying madly in the sky, confirming that the area within dozens of jang in all directions was blocked by a seven-colored barrier.

“This won’t do. Those Guiling Sect bastards teleported us into a restriction! Just wait until we get out!”

A burly man with a scar on his face could not contain his anger and shouted.

“What are you going to do when you get out? Do you think the Guiling Sect cares about cultivators from small sects like us? Besides, they even warned us in advance that the teleportation was random, so it’s a miracle that we didn’t fall into a spatial rift.”

Another skinny cultivator sneered.

“But while we’re breaking the restriction, won’t the other cultivators take all the treasures that are easy to find in Chuma Valley?”

The scarred giant shook his head.

“Then, we have no choice but to forcibly break the restriction and get out. They said that the restrictions on the outskirts are not that strong, even though they look strange.”

The skinny cultivator hesitated for a moment and then suggested.

“That’s right. If a cultivator with an offensive magic treasure steps forward, we will assist.”

Another cultivator with dark skin nodded.

“Understood! Breaking this level of restriction is a piece of cake!”

As the giant finished speaking, he emitted a yellow light from his mouth, and a stone seal appeared. He formed hand seals and pointed at the seal, and the seal swelled madly.

The two cultivators next to the giant also emitted red and white lights, respectively.

“Go!”

As the scarred giant shouted in a low voice, the stone seal spun around and rushed towards the seven-colored barrier.

The flying swords of the other cultivators, imbued with red and white light, followed behind.

Clang!

The seal magic treasure was indeed not an ordinary treasure, as the light barrier vibrated and shook.

The cultivators were about to smile with joy when their faces suddenly hardened. Suddenly, a bright light spread from the barrier, and the three magic treasures were bounced out.

Before the three cultivators could figure out what was happening, light flashed everywhere, and countless fire clouds gathered, emitting a bright red light.

“What! Didn’t they say it wasn’t an offensive restriction?”

The scarred giant shouted as the fire clouds fell. They all activated their respective magic treasures and quickly created protective barriers, but only tragic screams remained where the red clouds had passed.

After a while, when the red light disappeared, no one was left inside the restriction. Only three magic treasures lay on the ground, having lost their light.

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