A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm-Chapter 549: Vision of the True Mantra Sect

Han Li's consciousness slowly returned to him, and he opened his eyes to inspect his surroundings.

He was already mentally prepared this time, so he wasn't feeling panicked at all. Instead, there was only a sense of excitement and curiosity in his heart.

These experiences were extremely precious, and they had always benefited him greatly while only temporarily costing him the use of his Time Dao Runes.

As he looked around, he was greeted by the sight of several white plazas, which were surrounded by a series of white jade palaces that stretched as far as the eyes could see.

There were some mountains hovering in mid-air, and they were also riddled with palaces.

It seemed that he was situated in a large sect.

However, at this moment, there was smoke rising up all over the sect, and many of the palaces and hovering mountains in the sky had been damaged, indicating that a battle was taking place.

Sure enough, there were countless cultivators locked in battle up above, and they were split into two sides, with one side dressed entirely in white robes, while the other side was dressed in golden robes.

The golden robes weren't unfamiliar to Han Li as it was the attire of the Heavenly Court.

The two sides were quite evenly matched, and it didn't appear as if a decisive outcome were going to arise anytime soon.

After taking in his surroundings, Han Li cast his gaze forward to find that a faint projection of his Mantra Treasured Axis was hovering in front of him.

The Time Dao Runes on its surface were radiating semi-transparent light, and a couple of them had already faded.

The rate at which the Time Dao Runes was fading was the same as before.

He then turned his attention to the body that he had possessed, and he discovered that it was a white-robed cultivator laying in a corner of the plaza.

The man was tall and thin with a head of straw-like yellow hair, and his skin was as wrinkled and wizened as the bark of an old tree. It appeared that this was the body of a foreign being.

There was a large hole in the man's lower abdomen, and his body had almost been sliced into two. On top of that, he was laying in a puddle of his own green blood, and he seemed to met his demise quite some time ago. novelbuddy .com

Hold on a second, this man looks so familiar... Where have I seen him before?

A contemplative look appeared on Han Li's face as he tried to recall where he had seen this man in the past, but was unable to do so.

He quickly shook his head to rid himself of that train of thought, then attempted to inspect the man's memories.

Right at this moment, a resounding boom rang out in the sky, and the clouds up above began to rapidly revolve, forming a giant vortex in the blink of an eye.

The vortex was releasing an earth-shattering rumbling sound, and beams of golden light were shooting out from within it.

The golden light was as blinding as the sun, and Han Li was astonished to detect the tremendous law powers imbued within these beams of golden light.

This was a type of law powers that was very familiar to him; it was the power of time laws!

The time law powers within these beams of golden light was downright unfathomable, and they struck the beholder with a sense of awe and veneration.

In contrast, Han Li's time law powers was nothing more than trash!

Who could've possibly cultivated the power of time laws to such an extent?

Han Li was so astonished by what he was seeing that he forgot to draw upon the members of his host body.

All of a sudden, the beams of golden light that had erupted out of the vortex transformed into balls of fire that resembled lotus flowers before raining down from above.

One of the golden fireballs descended toward a Golden Immortal Stage white-robed cultivator, who hurriedly conjured up several layers of protective barriers while shooting back in retreat.

However, the protective barriers weren't able to pose any resistance against the golden flames, which passed through them with ease before landing upon the white-robed cultivator's shoulder.

The white-robed cultivator didn't even get a chance to cry out before his body rapidly aged within the golden flames before disintegrating into ashes.

Han Li drew a sharp breath upon seeing this.

Meanwhile, the other golden fireballs also descended toward other white-robed cultivators, avoiding the Heavenly Court cultivators with unerring accuracy, and in the blink of an eye, close to half of the white-robed cultivators had been reduced to ashes.

Right at this moment, a radiant golden cloud rose up from the largest mountain that was hovering in mid-air, and it gave off rays of dazzling golden light.

Han Li was shocked to discover that the golden cloud was also giving off bursts of time law powers.

The time law powers radiating from the golden cloud wasn't as formidable as that of the vortex in the sky, but it was still countless times more formidable than Han Li's time law powers.

The cloud rapidly expanded to obscure the entire sky in the blink of an eye, keeping all of the golden fireballs at bay, but during the process, the golden cloud was also whittled down significantly.

All of a sudden, a rotund red-robed monk appeared above the golden cloud.

The monk was extremely tall and portly, resembling a mountain of flesh, and the rolls of flab on his face had reduced his eyes to narrow slits.

Han Li's eyes immediately widened in shock at the sight of the red-robed monk.

This was the very same lecturing monk that he had once seen through the Heaven Controlling Vial!

Upon catching sight of the red-robed monk, Han Li was also immediately able to recall that the host body that he had possessed belonged to one of the five people who had been listening to the red-robed monk's lecture.

The red-robed monk was largely expressionless as he made a hand seal and declared, "Let there be wind!"

A string of azure runes flew out of his mouth, then transformed into an incredibly thick azure tornado, within which countless azure blades of wind were swirling incessantly. The tornado left a series of inky-black spatial rifts in its wake, while also sending waves of spatial fluctuations sweeping in all directions as it swept toward the vortex in the sky with devastating power.

This is his Mantra Domain!

Han Li was immediately able to identify the ability that had been unleashed by the red-robed monk.

It was thanks to overhearing part of the monk's lecture that Han Li had been able to master this ability.

However, the Mantra Domain that he unleashed was nothing more than an illusion, yet this azur tornado was very much real.

By Han Li's own estimates, if he were to be swept up in that tornado, then he would most likely be instantly reduced to a pile of mincemeat.

Gusts of howling wind were also sweeping through the white palace down below, and some of the weaker cultivators on the battlefield were instantly sent flying away.

The body that Han Li had possessed was also swept away by the fierce gusts of wind, and this was exactly what he wanted.

He hurriedly drew upon the remaining immortal spiritual power in the body, and a layer of yellow light appeared over his body as he vanished into the ground in a flash before fleeing into the distance as quickly as he could.

To Han Li's surprise, not much of the body's immortal spiritual power remained, but it was extremely pure, even more so than his own immortal spiritual power.

Right at this moment, a burst of golden light flashed within the vortex in the sky once again, and an enormous golden hand appeared.

The hand was over 100 acres in size, and at its center was a huge golden halo, which descended from above as the hand came pressing downward while giving off a burst of tremendous time law powers.

The azure tornado instantly fell completely still, as did the gusts of the ferocious wind that were sweeping through the air down below, as well as all of the other combatants on the battlefield.

The red-robed monk above the golden cloud had raised his hands as if he were preparing to unleash some other ability, but he had also been immobilized.

Han Li's escape also drew to an abrupt halt, and he had fallen still as well, suspended within the soil underground.

Everything in the world had fallen still, and the only thing that could still move was the giant golden hand that was descending from above.

As soon as the azure tornado came into contact with the giant hand, the former instantly disintegrated into countless specks of azure light.

Meanwhile, the enormous golden hand continued to descend without pause, then landed upon the red-robed monk in a seemingly gentle manner.

Right before Han Li's astonished eyes, the red-robed monk's body also disintegrated just like the azure tornado.

After slaying the red-robed monk, the giant golden hand didn't continue to descend. Instead, it shrank back into the vortex up above in a flash, and in the next instant, everything returned to normal.

The cultivators on both sides were a little dumbfounded, unsure of what had just happened, but they then spotted the remains of the red-robed monk falling from the sky.

The white-robed cultivators' expressions instantly turned to grief and despair, while the Heavenly Court cultivators were ecstatic.

At this point, the Heavenly Court cultivators far outnumbered the white-robed cultivators, and morale had also completely plummeted for the latter, so the battle quickly became very one-sided.

Deep underground, Han Li was also able to move again in the wake of the disappearance of the giant golden hand.

What just happened?

Just now, his consciousness seemed to have faded, but it was only for a moment, and he couldn't tell if it had merely been a figment of his imagination.

However, he then quickly realized that it hadn't been his mind playing tricks on him as two of the Time Dao Runes on his Mantra Treasured Axis had suddenly faded.

He immediately released his spiritual sense to inspect what was happening on the surface, upon which he noticed that in the place of the red-robed monk now stood a pile of disintegrated flesh.

Despite this, Han Li was still able to identify the aura of the pile of remains, and his expression instantly changed drastically upon seeing this.

The red-robed monk had just displayed power that was far superior to any cultivator he had ever seen, yet he had been killed in an instant.

At this point, the vortex in the sky was also slowly fading, and before long, it had vanished entirely.

Han Li was momentarily rooted to the spot, then snapped back to his senses before channeling the immortal spiritual power of his host body once again. However, instead of fleeing further into the distance, he burrowed even deeper into the ground, and only after he was extremely deep underground did he draw to a halt.

There, he was finally able to heave an internal sigh of relief before drawing upon his host body's memories.

A string of memory fragments instantly surged into his mind, and after sorting through these memories, Han Li discovered that the sect outside was none other than the True Mantra Sect.

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