The Immortal Ascension

Chapter 95: The Rise of a Demon's Reputation

Han Li raised his head and scanned the surroundings. Whether they were from the Seven Mysteries Sect, the Wild Wolf Gang, or other factions, everyone had turned deathly pale, staring at him with eyes full of terror.

After all, whether it was seizing the "Flying Sword," slaying Golden Light Senior, or reducing dozens of experts—including Jia Tianlong—to ashes in mere moments, these actions proved that Han Li was not only an immortal expert like the dwarf but also a ruthless figure, far from benevolent or kind.

Wherever his gaze fell, people immediately lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes. At this moment, Han Li had truly become someone everyone feared.

"Still not leaving? Do you want to stay on this mountain and let me send you off as well?" Han Li suddenly spoke coldly toward the Wild Wolf Gang's direction.

His voice wasn’t particularly loud, but to the thousands of people on the mountain, it struck like a thunderbolt, instantly sending them into a panic.

"Run! If we don’t leave now, he might burn us all alive!" someone shouted first.

In an instant, the Wild Wolf Gang and other smaller gangs erupted into chaos. They all scrambled desperately down the mountain, the sheer mass of the crowd clogging the narrow path until it was completely jammed. Countless people were trampled or injured in the stampede.

Moments later, Sunset Peak became eerily empty. Apart from the disciples of the Seven Mysteries Sect, not a single member of any other faction remained.

Wang Juechu was both shocked and overjoyed. He never expected the sect’s crisis to be resolved so easily, and Jia Tianlong had even been annihilated outright. But along with his elation came a trace of unease.

He knew that if this person could effortlessly save the Seven Mysteries Sect from disaster, then with his divine abilities, he could just as easily crush the sect—perhaps even leaving them in a worse state than the Wild Wolf Gang was now.

At this thought, Sect Leader Wang’s heart, which had just settled, tightened again. His gaze involuntarily turned toward the center of the field.

"Eh? Where’s Doctor Han?" Sect Leader Wang was stunned.

The expert—and unpredictable variable—he had in mind, Han Li, was no longer in his original spot.

"Has anyone seen Doctor Han?" Wang Juechu urgently asked those around him.

"I don’t know!"

"I didn’t notice."

...

Almost everyone shook their heads in ignorance. This was hardly surprising—everyone had been utterly intimidated by Han Li’s method of burning people alive. Who would dare keep their eyes fixed on such a terrifying figure? And with his ghostly movements, disappearing would be child’s play for him.

"Don’t bother searching. I saw him earlier, blending into the crowd descending the mountain. He’s already left Sunset Peak," the gray-robed man, who now looked much better, suddenly spoke up.

"Left the mountain? Where would he go?" Sect Leader Wang muttered to himself with a bitter, complicated expression.

As he surveyed his surroundings, his gaze unexpectedly landed on one person.

Wang Juechu’s eyes suddenly gleamed, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, revealing a cunning, scheming expression.

At this moment, Li Feiyu—who was ecstatic over his friend’s sudden transformation into an otherworldly expert—was chatting excitedly with Zhang Xiuer, completely unaware that someone had set their sights on him.Thus, the Wild Wolf Gang and other gangs swiftly withdrew from Rainbow Cloud Mountain, fleeing nonstop through the night beyond the territory of the Seven Mysteries Sect. As for the Seven Mysteries Sect's leadership headed by Wang Juechu, their own forces had suffered heavy losses and thus did not pursue the retreating enemies.

For a long time afterward, both the Wild Wolf Gang and the Seven Mysteries Sect ceased hostilities, focusing on recuperation.

The tumultuous battle between the Seven Mysteries Sect and the Wild Wolf Gang soon spread across thousands of miles of land, becoming a local legend tinged with immortal and demonic elements. It was discussed not only by both righteous and unorthodox factions but also by ordinary people who delighted in recounting the tale, ensuring its longevity.

In the story, the great battle began as a duel between a peerless swordsman capable of sword auras and a sword immortal who could wield flying swords. The sword immortal's flying sword proved more mysterious and formidable, defeating the peerless swordsman. Then, the great villain Flame Demon suddenly appeared. Taking advantage of both sides' weakened state, he killed the sword immortal who sought to vanquish him, then gave in to his demonic nature and burned nearly a thousand gang members present to death—unfortunately including the Wild Wolf Gang's leader. Finally, due to the heavy karma of his slaughter, the Flame Demon provoked divine wrath and was struck dead on the spot by heavenly lightning, leaving no trace of his remains—hence his disappearance.

When Han Li heard this thoroughly demonized version of events from Li Feiyu at his residence in the Valley of Divine Hands, he stood dumbfounded for a long while, speechless. Meanwhile, Li Feiyu was already doubled over with laughter, unable to straighten up for quite some time.

This was at noon on the fifth day after the life-and-death battle.

That night, Han Li had quietly followed the chaotic crowd down Sunset Peak, found Qu Hun, and returned to the valley with him.

Upon returning, Han Li hung a "closed-door, no visitors" sign at the valley entrance, refusing entry to several high-ranking Seven Mysteries Sect members who had rushed to see him overnight.

Naturally, given Han Li's current fearsome reputation, these individuals dared not show any dissatisfaction, much less enter the valley without permission. After waiting for some time, they could only slink back the way they came.

In the following days, Han Li began practicing the Art of Object Control using the Talisman inscribed with a small sword.

He knew time was running short. Thus, every day before dawn, he would use the Art of Object Control to transform the Talisman into a streak of gray light, making it circle and dart about the valley until his Qi was completely depleted. Then he would sit quietly in meditation, allowing his Qi to gradually recover. Once it returned to normal levels, he would immediately resume driving the Talisman in practice.

In this manner, Han Li repeated the exercises tirelessly. This monotonous training continued for three days until he felt he had grasped the fundamentals of the Art of Object Control's practical application, finally concluding his practice.

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