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Golden Crow Eleven?

There are only ten Golden Crows, aren't there?

In mythology, nine of them were shot down by Yi, leaving only the one that became the sun alive.

Where did this eleventh one come from?

He Li's face was full of doubt, but these were minor matters, so he didn't ask any further questions. After all, the connection between heaven and earth had been severed... who knew how the middle realm would develop?

Perhaps Jinwu 11 is a newly born one?

He Li didn't dwell on these things.

After hearing the other party introduce himself, he looked at the golden crow in front of him thoughtfully and said, "Speaking of which, the person you parasitized should have already become a Qi cultivator."

"Theoretically speaking, he should also be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of the lower realm."

"But there was nothing unusual about his spellcasting."

"Are you up to something?"

"Trickery?" Jinwu Eleven replied coldly, "I merely bestowed a wisp of my consciousness upon him as a blessing, transforming it into the golden core within his body to absorb spiritual energy and lend it to him for his use."

"He was never a Qi cultivator, so how could he be suppressed by the Heavenly Dao of the lower realm if he wasn't a Qi cultivator?"

Hmm? He Li was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Borrowing techniques? Not a Qi cultivator?"

"Oh... I see."

"No wonder nothing happened when he cast the spell. It turns out he didn't actually receive any blessing of power. That power was always in your hands and you didn't give him a single bit."

"You think he can cultivate, cast spells, and consider himself a Qi cultivator? You're just putting on an act for him, aren't you?"

"Tsk~ You guys are really good at finding loopholes."

"Using this parasitic method, one can avoid the suppression of normal actions by the lower realm..."

Even He Li had to call them geniuses.

These people from the Upper and Middle Realms really know how to play games.

How could they find such a vulnerability?

He sighed slightly, then asked, "And what about you? If you were to cast a spell now, wouldn't you be afraid of being suppressed by the lower realms?" He was quite curious, but Jinwu Eleven's eyes were full of mockery upon hearing this.

"Why would I need to use magic to kill you?"

It only asked a question, without giving a direct answer, but its words already revealed a lot of problems.

"No wonder you dared to show up like that."

"So there was another trump card up your sleeve?"

He Li remained calm.

His smile vanished, replaced by a cold voice: "Finally, tell me, where did you summon Yu Ji? How are you going to bring her back? Or how are you going to get to the place she was summoned to?"

"Want to know?"

The mockery in Jinwu's eyes intensified.

"We'll talk about it if you come back alive!"

Huh? You came back alive? What does that mean?

He Li didn't quite understand.

However, considering that Golden Crow Eleven is a god, even if what we see before us is merely a wisp of its consciousness...

Out of caution, He Li secretly used his Purple Mansion ability to retrieve a peculiar bronze mirror by placing his left hand behind his back. As he channeled his rich spiritual energy into the mirror, it began to react.

Jinwu Shiyi naturally had no idea what was going on.

Not to mention that it was just a wisp of consciousness...

Most importantly, it dared not cast a spell and had no way of knowing clearly about the changes in He Li's body.

At this moment, it was only staring at He Li, and mysterious, ancient runes appeared in its pair of mocking scarlet eyes, and a strange, somewhat distorted aura emanated from its body.

What principle is unsuitable for the breath?

And it wasn't just He Li; the other ancient Shu warriors present also felt unwell.

Some people turned pale and lost consciousness...

Some people's spiritual energy was rapidly draining away from their bodies...

Some people even died suddenly for no apparent reason...

This bizarre situation startled He Li, and it also terrified the ancient Shu warriors who had initially been filled with worship upon seeing the Golden Crow, believing that their saviors had arrived. They wanted to flee the area.

"What exactly is this...?"

As He Li glanced at the martial artists out of the corner of his eye, his growing unease triggered a series of alarm bells in his mind.

He couldn't describe the discomfort he felt; he just felt like he didn't belong there, with an instinctive urge to leave or a fear that he might disappear.

And as this eerie feeling grew stronger...

In a daze, He Li saw the surrounding scenery transform into an ancient and desolate unfamiliar landscape in an instant.

At the same time, the sound of Jinwu Eleven rang out...

"Mortal, you are special."

"I cannot kill you here."

"But as a god, there are countless ways to kill you."

"Perhaps you should feel lucky!"

"Because before you die, you will still be able to reach that ancient place that we have abandoned..."

"Hmm?" Before he could finish speaking, Jinwu Eleven seemed to have sensed something and suddenly opened his scarlet eyes wide, staring intently at He Li's left hand behind his back, revealing his ferocious nature.

"Mortal, what is that in your hand?"

Its voice remained cold, yet tinged with impatience.

It seems the bronze mirror in He Li's hand...

This caused it to experience strong emotional fluctuations.

Seeing this, He Li sneered: "Want to know? Heh, then open your eyes wide and watch!"

hum! ! !

As he spoke, He Li waved his hand and threw the bronze mirror left behind by Wu Di towards Jinwu Eleven, who was staring intently at him. Jinwu Eleven's gaze was also drawn to the bronze mirror, and he subconsciously followed it.

However, the moment Jinwu Eleven saw the mirror clearly, its pupils shrank sharply and its body color faded.

He looked like he had suffered some kind of blow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Li swiftly and decisively rushed to Jinwu Eleven's side in an instant. As the blood vessels on his body burst open, he grabbed the bronze mirror and pulled it back to his Purple Mansion, laughing loudly...

"Silly bird, are you confused yet?"

"You are God, and the one in this mirror is also God."

"And the top-of-the-line kind!"

"Didn't expect that, did you?"

After mocking him, his voice turned sinister.

"Guardian, Hungry Ghost Vision!!!"

hum! ! !

Before the Golden Crow Eleven, weakened by a mysterious attack from the deceased Nuwa and thus slow to react, could regain its senses, He Li activated both of his abilities simultaneously.

In an instant, the awakened Golden Crow Eleven realized that he seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force.

Although the pressure in this town isn't very high...

It can break free easily.

What made it uneasy was that it sensed danger from He Li.

It's the kind that's extremely dangerous.

Although many questions lingered in my mind, such as where did He Li's strange mirror come from, and where did He Li's strange ability to even influence gods come from?

However, it simply doesn't have time to think about it right now.

It dared not be arrogant anymore.

It suddenly spread its wings to break free from the Soul Suppression and quickly turned its head to look at He Li, preparing to risk being suppressed to use its divine magic to kill him. However, it saw He Li's eyes filled with terror...

"Hungry...Hungry Ghost?!?"

"You...you deserve to die!!!"

Seeing He Li shrouded in black mist, his face contorted, and his gaping maw about to bite him, Jinwu Eleven's feathers stood on end.

It decisively abandoned the spell.

It stared intently at He Li with its scarlet eyes...

"Future Curse... Exile!!!"

hum! ! !

As Jinwu Eleven's sharp, terrified, and panicked voice echoed throughout the world, time seemed to stand still, and everything froze in that moment.

The world gradually turned grayish-white, and He Li's figure could be seen gradually dissipating.

Once his figure had completely disappeared...

hum! ! !

Time returned, and the colors of heaven and earth returned.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the ruffled Golden Crow Eleven looked around and finally breathed a sigh of relief when it saw that He Li had completely disappeared. However, it suddenly seemed to have discovered something.

It turned its head in a panic, only to find the sacred Fusang tree that should have been located on the mountain lake...

They've disappeared without a trace!

Jinwu was stunned.

"How come... even the Divine Tree..."

"No! No, it's that mortal!!!"

As the details of the battle flashed through his mind, Jinwu Eleven was annoyed to discover that when He Li's body erupted with countless blood vessels to retrieve the bronze mirror, blood vessels had even separated from his body...

Then, as if anticipating something, it wrapped itself around the Fusang Divine Tree and forcibly took it away.

It panicked just now...

After all, suddenly encountering the great goddess Nuwa from the previous era...

I've encountered the Hungry Ghost of the Dead again...

This caused it to focus all its attention on He Li and not have time to pay attention to other things around it.

As a result, the sacred tree was stolen.

With the divine tree stolen and the passage between the three realms vanished, all their schemes against the lower realm from the upper and middle realms are rendered useless. That bastard He Li has solved the problem at its root.

Jinwu was somewhat at a loss.

Its purpose in descending was to cultivate the divine tree and use it to establish a passage between the three realms, then control the five tribes of ancient Shu, and gradually implement the plan that the middle and upper realms had been pondering for a long time.

Who knew the plan would fall through now...

Unless... He Li is brought back!

After all, the divine tree was in his hands.

The problem is, that guy has now been banished to some god-like place by him using the power of the True Lord of the Sun and Moon, a place that even the gods of the upper realm would absolutely not want to go.

In other words, if it wants to continue the plan between the two realms, it has no choice but to personally go and find He Li!

This infuriated Jinwu Eleven.

So it's been busy for so long...

Was all that work for nothing?