Chapter 686: Chapter 263 Don’t come over!
Please meet your doom, Ancestor!
You have to take responsibility for me!_2 Chapter 686: Chapter 263 Don’t come over!
Please meet your doom, Ancestor!
You have to take responsibility for me!_2 The power of the Golden Immortal soldiers was incredibly strong, compared to the True Immortal soldiers, it was as different as heaven and earth, let alone Feng Mian who was just a Heavenly Immortal, not even as strong as her True Immortal-with-combat-ability.
Even when the cauldron exploded with just a wisp of its power, it sent Feng Mian and her Phoenix Feather flying, and Feng Mian was seriously injured.
“It’s now, right?”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Han Li walked step-by-step towards Feng Mian, a faint smile on his face, completing the words Feng Mian hadn’t finished.
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“You’re scheming against me?”
Feng Mian instantly realized that her little movements hadn’t escaped Han Li’s notice.
Han Li had turned the tables on her, and she was truly injured now, her trump card exposed.
The chance of turning the tables was slim.
When did this bastard gain control of this Golden Immortal weapon?
“Realizing it now?
It’s too late.”
Han Li continued to close in, the smile on his face growing wider, regarding Feng Mian as if she were his prey.
He had suspected that Feng Mian possessed a True Immortal weapon all along, but she had never revealed it, probably planning something big.
Therefore, Han Li simply went along with it, and indeed, he had managed to provoke a reaction.
“Don’t come any closer.”
The voice of Feng Mian was pure and full of desire, utterly enticing, and set against the context of the moment, it made Han Li unable to resist.
Not only did he not stop, but he also quickened his pace.
Watching Han Li approach, listening to his moderate footsteps, Feng Mian’s face turned pale, with one hand in front of her, she kept inching backward.
Han Li exerted enormous pressure on her.
In this situation, she was genuinely afraid that Han Li would force her, and she wasn’t ready.
“Keep calling.”
“There’s no one here, you can scream your lungs out and no one will come to save you.”
“Oh right, you might as well not scream.
Save your throat for me to pierce.”
An evil smile appeared on Han Li’s face, and he already considered Feng Mian his for the taking, prepared to play out a dramatic scene with her.
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If Feng Mian wanted to play dirty, break the rules, then she shouldn’t blame him for reciprocating.
Originally, he had planned to spend a year to conquer Feng Mian, but now he could skip the process and move directly to the last step.
If Feng Mian still harbored any chaotic thoughts afterward, Han Li wouldn’t mind having an additional Heavenly Immortal female slave to slowly subdue.
This was bound to be quite satisfying.
Of course, he would still continuously elevate Feng Mian’s status and position based on her performance, just like Yuan Youwei.
After all, Feng Mian was a Heavenly Immortal, and with Han Li’s current qualifications and physique, combining with Feng Mian could easily result in the birth of offsprings with Immortal Bodies, Immortal bearing.
Such descendants were destined to be peerless geniuses of their generation, rising to fame in the future, renowned and powerful, becoming mighty and unparalleled.
Han Li certainly didn’t want to see a bloody drama like “Han Yong X, please come to die, great ancestor” in his family.
Although he could easily crush any descendant, it would be too embarrassing; where would he put the face of the great ancestor Han?
“Shameless!”
“Vulgar!”
“Bastard!”
Feng Mian let out a trio of insults in succession.
She wanted to use harsher words, but couldn’t find the right ones.
“You’re so adorable even when you curse, so tempting, I like you more and more, Feng Mian.”
Han Li said lightly, his steps unceasing, just a few steps away from Feng Mian now.
“If you dare to mess around, I’ll definitely kill you.”
Imagining herself being stabbed in the throat, penetrated to the core, Feng Mian shivered and warned in a cold voice.
Han Li suddenly stopped, looked her over a few times, and said with a smile:
“Actually, you don’t have to worry.
This kind of thing is like surgery.
I can first inject you with a super-sized syringe, anesthetize you, so you won’t feel any pain.
Even if you bleed profusely, there will be no sensation, you’ll feel relaxed and ecstatic.”
“Oh, you don’t know what surgery is, do you?
No matter, you’ll find out soon enough.”
Han Li’s hands, previously behind his back, gestured and the cauldron quietly landed in his hands, leaving just an afterimage where it once was.
Listening to Han Li’s nonsensical talk, Feng Mian’s pretty face turned deathly pale, but she felt an urgent need inside, silently urging Han Li to advance further, faster, to come closer.
That way, she could unexpectedly subdue Han Li, turning defense into offense, and regain control.
Feng Mian still had a powerful card up her sleeve; all of this was an act she put on, otherwise, she wouldn’t have let Han Li come close and would have fled long ago.
Once she subdued Han Li, gripping his life in her hands, even if Han Li had two True Immortal weapons and one Golden Immortal weapon, he would have to obediently listen to her, not the other way around.
Quietly observing Feng Mian, just when she couldn’t bear it and was about to take action, Han Li stepped forward once more.
A glint of joy flashed in Feng Mian’s eyes, but in the next instant, her expression froze.
She saw Han Li’s right hand move in front of him, in his palm was a three-legged, two-eared cauldron.
The cauldron emitted a strand of immortal light, instantly forming a large net that enveloped Feng Mian.
Before she could even react, she found her cultivation sealed again, and the Phoenix Feather she had been in constant communication with was sealed as well.
“Surprised?
Unexpected?”
After sealing Feng Mian again, Han Li’s face revealed a look of satisfaction, and he stepped forward confidently.
“You…
you…
don’t come closer.
I’m really going to scream…”
With her cultivation sealed and unable to use her trump card, watching Han Li approach and overshadow her, Feng Mian was truly panicking.
She seemed to envision the scene where Han Li would inject her with Treatment Liquid.
“Go on, scream.
Do it quickly.
Let the old ancestor hear how you scream.”