Name Shakes a Region, Laying Ambush

Chapter 725: Name Shakes a Region, Laying Ambush

"It's fine. Let's give it a try. If it truly doesn't work, we can leave later. With me protecting you, even if you're under restriction, I can still break us out." Han Li smiled, his words brimming with confidence.

"This… very well! I don't fully grasp the extent of your divine abilities, but since you're this confident, you must have some means. However, you don't need to seek her out directly. Senior Sister's residence, Sunfall Hall, is layered with restrictions. It's better if I lure her here instead. Then, with the two of us leveraging the power of the restrictions, we can catch her off guard and subdue her." Nangong Wan gazed into Han Li's eyes for a moment, as if realizing she couldn't dissuade him, then bit her crimson lip and spoke.

"That approach is certainly safer. But are the restrictions in your cave dwelling still usable? I noticed some of them seemed incomplete when I came in." Han Li paused, then chuckled.

"Rest assured. Although several of the surface-level restrictions have been destroyed by Senior Sister, I still possess a very formidable hidden restriction she hasn't discovered. It can still be used." Nangong Wan smiled gracefully, speaking with evident confidence.

"Good. Then we'll do it your way. I happen to have a few sets of array tools on me. They're nothing particularly powerful, but once deployed, they can serve as a certain distraction." Han Li rubbed his chin and said.

"Array flags as well? That's even better. Time is of the essence. Give me half a day to break the remaining restrictions on my body and recover my magic power fully to assist you. You can set up the formations in the meantime." Hearing Han Li's words, Nangong Wan's confidence grew even further.

"However, if we manage to subdue your Senior Sister, couldn't we take control of the Moon-Masking Sect by extension? That way, we wouldn't have to flee in disgrace." Han Li pondered for a moment, then asked with some confusion.

"Fear not! Besides Senior Sister, our Moon-Masking Sect has another Elder Brother who is also a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although he is a decent person, he certainly won't allow me to ascend to the position of Grand Elder without proper justification. Besides, I have no interest in power struggles. As long as I can find a peaceful place to cultivate in peace, that will suffice." Nangong Wan was momentarily surprised, then shook her head.

"If that's the case, forget it. If everything goes smoothly, you can just come back to the Falling Cloud Sect with me. Even if the Nine Nations Alliance's influence is vast, and even if Wei Wuyai dotes on Wei Lichen, with the Dharma Warriors at their doorstep, they wouldn't dare to casually offend the Heavenly Dao Alliance and two Nascent Soul cultivators like us." Han Li nodded and gave a cold laugh.

With that, he patted his storage pouch. His palm flipped over, and a stack of formation flags and plates appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan's lips curved into a faint smile. She sat back down in her original chair, closed her bright eyes, and formed a strange hand seal.

Moments later, a crimson flame, several feet high, erupted from her snow-white robe, enveloping her entirely.

Meanwhile, Han Li was not idle.

With a flicker, his figure darted around the hall. Simultaneously, the formation flags and plates in his hand shot out continuously.

Trailing trails of multicolored light, they burrowed into various parts of the hall and vanished without a trace.

The array flags were naturally easy to set up, but to maximize the formation's power, Han Li limited its effect to the hall itself. He also used only the most concealed types of arrays—ones that would be difficult to detect without a deliberate and meticulous sweep with divine sense.

These array flags and plates were a batch Han Li had refined back in his Core Formation stage. They were even somewhat insufficient for dealing with Core Formation cultivators, let alone Nascent Soul ones.

Han Li held no real hope for them. After finishing these deployments, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly flicked his sleeve.

A beam of white light shot out, circled once, and landed before Han Li. It was the white fox form of Silvermoon.

"Master, calling me out now—aren't you afraid Madam Nangong will get jealous?" Silvermoon took shape and spoke in a tinkling, human voice, her eyes narrowed in a smile.

"Hmph. What jealousy is there from a tool spirit? This time, we're dealing with a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and we can't let her escape. Even with the assistance of restrictions, I'll need your help on the side. Mid-Nascent Soul cultivators are not the same as early-stage ones. If we don't go all out, success is unlikely." Han Li's brows arched as he stared at the small fox, his expression turning serious.

"Master, what kind of assistance do you have in mind?" Silvermoon's smile faded as she asked.

"Simple. At the right moment, use this treasure. You absolutely must not let her break free." Han Li reached into his storage pouch and produced another item, handing it to Silvermoon.

"This thing… for me to use?" Silvermoon cradled the object in her paws, her tone somewhat incredulous.

"Yes. In your hands, it should be able to unleash its power more effectively than if I wielded it. It would be a waste of my magic power to use it myself. Of course, I'm only lending it to you for now. As a tool spirit, you can't sustain the use of other treasures for long periods anyway." Han Li said calmly.

"I understand." The white fox's small head drooped in apparent dejection, though she stroked the object in her paws a few times, as if she rather liked it.

Han Li watched silently, a thought stirring in his mind.

Then, Silvermoon, holding the treasure, was enveloped in a flash of silver light as she burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

Afterward, Han Li made a few more circuits around the hall. Suddenly, a spark of inspiration struck, and he looked up at the ceiling.

After a moment of deliberation, he suddenly released one of his spirit beast pouches.

A massive cloud of tri-colored Gold Devourer Beetles swarmed out from the pouch, forming a cloud of insects about a zhang wide that whirled and danced in the air.

Han Li took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and spat out a clump of azure mist that struck the insect cloud directly. He formed hand seals and began to chant a low, rumbling incantation.

With a "buzz," the cloud of insects in the air instantly transformed into countless specks of starlight, soaring upward.

Amidst a flash of azure light, they vanished into the ceiling, and the insects' presence completely disappeared.

Han Li squinted, standing still as he scrutinized the ceiling for a long moment. Finding no flaw or obvious anomaly, he nodded with satisfaction.

After setting everything up, Han Li glanced at Nangong Wan, who was still seated, eyes closed, executing her technique.

Strange flames flowed unceasingly over her body, forming a circular, fiery-red disc of light that began to flicker and dim in a strange rhythm.

The spiritual energy of the entire hall began to fluctuate with the changes in the flame disc, gradually growing restless.

Han Li frowned. After a brief calculation, he shot a spell at a stone pillar on one side. Instantly, a layer of azure light curtain flickered into existence, covering Nangong Wan and her immediate surroundings.

The spiritual energy inside and outside the hall quickly returned to normal.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled.

He raised his hand, and a rattan chair flew into his grasp. He placed it down and sat across from Nangong Wan, watching her in silence.

With such an opportunity, he naturally intended to take in the alluring beauty of the woman before him to his heart's content, finally easing the pangs of his long years of longing.

Soon, just as Han Li was gazing somewhat dazedly, the look of infatuation in his eyes faded, and his expression darkened.

Immediately, Han Li's figure blurred without warning, and he vanished from the chair.

Someone lurking outside the hall, who had been peeking in, was startled. Instinctively sensing trouble, they tried to slip away.

But it was already too late. Han Li's indifferent voice sounded from behind them.

"Why are you spying here? Aren't you afraid your Grandmaster will hold it against you?"

"I wasn't spying! I was just worried… you and Grandmaster were inside so long and didn't come out." The person didn't dare turn around, their voice stammering and trembling. But it was crisp and delicate—it was the yellow-clad girl who had led Han Li in.

She had already felt the immense spiritual pressure behind her, which was why she stammered out her explanation.

"Oh? Is that so? But if you were just checking, why hide your presence and skulk around? And this 'Spirit Concealment Talisman' you're wearing is a rare high-grade talisman. Where did a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like you get it?" Han Li clasped his hands behind his back, staring at the girl's slender silhouette with an expressionless face.

"I…"

"There's no need for further explanation. Come back with me obediently first. We'll decide how to deal with you after your Grandmaster finishes her work."

The girl was startled and tried to argue further. But Han Li, having no patience left to listen, spoke coldly.

At these words, the yellow-clad girl finally became terrified.

She abruptly crushed another talisman she held in her hand. A yellow light flashed around her, and she instantly transformed into a streak of rainbow light, shooting away down the long corridor in an attempt to escape.

Han Li watched coldly, showing no intention of giving chase.

But the yellow escape light had only flown a little over ten zhang when, at a turn in the corridor, a puff of pink, fragrant mist suddenly erupted from a nearby wall, enveloping the light.

The girl's escape light scattered. Her figure swayed a few times within the mist before collapsing to the ground.

With a flicker of yellow light, Silvermoon leaped out from the wall that had emitted the fragrant mist. She gracefully swished her fox tail a few times and walked over to the girl, a grin on her face.