: Are you going to block my way?

The alluring aura behind him, like a leech, not only failed to dissipate but instead grew closer in his divine sense...

Realizing this despairing reality, Han Li felt a chill run through him.

His magical power was exhausted, his talismans were depleted, and powerful enemies were always by his side.

His vital energy was in disarray, and his vision blurred intermittently.

This time, it seems unlikely that they can escape this calamity.

A bitter smile tugged at the corner of Han Li's mouth.

The words Lu Jianghe said when he handed him the cyan talisman involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Han Li murmured to himself, his voice laced with self-mockery, "Brother Lu, Brother Lu, what you said is absolutely true."

There's no point in trying to escape now.

It's just a death throes.

Han Li turned to look at Zhang Tie, or rather Qu Hun.

A sigh escaped into the wind, carrying with it endless resentment.

The cultivation world truly shows no mercy.

The pink light arrived quickly, accompanied by a suffocating pressure.

A glamorous woman hovered several feet in the air ahead, her dress fluttering, exuding charm and allure.

The gaze directed at Han Li was filled with mockery and inquiry, as if admiring an insect caught in a spider's web.

"You young fellow are quite amusing, having almost escaped my grasp twice in a row."

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice sweet yet chilling.

Now that things have come to this, the tension in Han Li's heart has actually eased.

The initial shock and panic subsided, leaving behind only a numb calm.

There's no escaping it now.

The fact that this alluring woman didn't immediately strike and whose words seemed to still carry a hint of inquiry suggests that there's still room for maneuver.

He knew that with his remaining magical power, even if he used all his means, there was absolutely no way he could escape from a genuine Core Formation cultivator.

Ha ha.

It's better to save your energy.

Just as Han Li was pondering how to reply, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

A soft laugh rang out without warning from all around.

"Kid Han, you're in quite a mess."

Han Li was visibly shaken, stunned for a moment, then turned around at the sound.

Not far behind him, in mid-air, a man and a woman stood silently suspended.

The former, dressed in a black robe and adorned with a jade hairpin, with flowing sleeves like clouds, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor; he was none other than Lu Jianghe.

The latter is Xin Ruyin.

"Brother Lu! Miss Xin!"

Han Li felt an indescribable surge of heat rush to his eyes, his nose stung, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

In the midst of despair, suddenly seeing the light.

The stark contrast stirred his emotions.

Brother Lu, from now on you're my brother!

Like a child finding his home, Han Li forced his remaining magical power to fly to Lu Jianghe's side in the shaky Divine Wind Boat.

Lu Jianghe flicked his finger, and a stream of pure and refined spiritual energy entered his body.

Wherever this pure spiritual energy passed, it was like the spring sun melting snow, instantly dispelling and cleansing the evil, sweet aura within Han Li.

It was precisely because it was concentrated in the body that, despite having taken several pills, the effects on healing injuries and restoring spiritual power were minimal.

The alluring woman's face held a hint of surprise and uncertainty.

What a bizarre escape method!

She had only seen a streak of green light, silent and fleeting, before the two people appeared.

Without a doubt, that man in black robes was definitely a Core Formation stage cultivator.

"Giggle giggle..."

The woman in red emitted a string of silvery laughter, her eyes were alluring, and her voice was sweet and seductive, subtly containing the unique bewitching techniques of the Hehuan Sect.

"This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar; he doesn't seem to be a cultivator from Yellow Maple Valley?"

Lu Jianghe didn't reply, but calmly said, "I'm taking this person with me."

The alluring smile on the glamorous woman's face froze instantly, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and a hint of cold light flashed within them.

"Fellow Daoist, do you truly intend to interfere in the matter between this humble woman and this junior?"

Lu Jianghe's eyes remained indifferent as always, not even deigning to give a disdainful look.

"What, are you blocking my way?"

The alluring woman sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the room, and was filled with both shock and anger.

Does this person not know that this place is the Yue Kingdom, and that Huangfeng Valley is being besieged by the six demonic sects?

Can't you see that you belong to the Hehuan Sect?

That's a top-tier sect with a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in charge.

There are only three in the entire Tiannan region!

This initial surprise quickly turned into a feeling of shame and indignation at being looked down upon.

She was still not giving up. Her tone suddenly turned cold, and pink mist swirled and spread violently around her, exuding an aura that made people's hearts tremble.

"Does Your Excellency truly intend to become an enemy of my Joyful Union Sect?!"

This statement was a blatant ultimatum, every word of which was imbued with a chilling intent.

Lu Jianghe didn't speak, but simply extended his left hand casually, his five fingers slightly curling towards his palm.

In an instant, bluish-white lightning crackled and exploded between his fingers, intense and dazzling.

An invisible yet vast and powerful yang energy emanated from his palm.

In an instant, the alluring woman's body shimmered with a pinkish glow, which visibly fluctuated, twisted, and then subsided.

Even her alluring and voluptuous figure seemed to be trembling slightly.

This was not intentional, but rather an instinctive suppression that originated from the deepest roots of the cultivation method.

Unlike the man-made thunder whip magic weapon in Red Buddha's hand.

The Five Thunders unleashed by Lu Jianghe were more like a vast divine punishment, containing the purest righteous energy in the world.

"you...!"

In his shock, he was speechless for a moment.

Under the natural suppression, not only was her magical power affected, but the internal energy flow of her cultivation technique also became stagnant, and the allure she had unleashed was instantly broken.

There was absolutely no harsh talk involved.

The alluring woman gazed deeply at Lu Jianghe with her watery eyes, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment, as if trying to imprint his features deep into her heart.

The fear in his eyes was still there.

Without hesitation, her pink light intensified, and she instantly transformed into streaks of light, like scattered clouds, fleeing swiftly in the direction she had come from.

Their speed far exceeded that of when they chased Han Li.

Facing a Core Formation cultivator whose cultivation method naturally and forcefully countered hers, and whose strength was unfathomable, alarm bells rang in her heart, leaving her with no room for complacency.

Hongfen had every reason to suspect that if the other party really wanted to keep her, it would not be difficult at all, and they might even be able to kill her in one move.

I dare not gamble, nor can I afford to gamble.

Han Li watched this clearly from the side.

Just moments ago, they were like ants roasting on a fire, with no way to escape, but the next moment, their situation took a dramatic turn for the better, and they were able to escape from their desperate predicament.

What's even more exhilarating is watching the once arrogant enchantress flee in a sorry state.

The feeling was like gulping down a mouthful of ice-cold wine from a time-old pool on a sweltering summer day; a chill ran from the top of your head straight to the soles of your feet, making every pore on your body feel refreshed and open.

If it were me who had personally forced this vixen into such a sorry state... how would that feel?

Wouldn't that make it even more exhilarating?