Man is in the heavens, parasitic on the way

Fang Ming smiled, completely devoid of the awkwardness of having his lie exposed. Since the Bottle Spirit was willing to talk and communicate, that was the best outcome.

"The reason I've reached this point today is indeed related to Senior," Fang Ming said with a smile.

He wasn't lying; without the green liquid from the palm heaven bottle, he wouldn't have grown so smoothly to this stage.

The Bottle Spirit clearly rolled its eyes and said, "Fine. Since you know about me, even if the bottle body isn't on you, you must know where it is. Just let me return."

"Being in this state is too restrictive. To think I was actually confined by a little bug is truly humiliating," the Bottle Spirit muttered in a low voice.

It was clearly very dissatisfied with being suppressed by the Mother of the Silverfish.

"Of course. This junior will certainly allow Senior to return to the bottle body," Fang Ming nodded solemnly.

The Bottle Spirit's dark eyes darted around, seemingly examining this small world. After looking around, it spoke, "Your small world is quite good. The Immortal Vine is indeed extraordinary after gaining sentience."

"Senior overpraises. This junior is still very young!" Fang Ming shook his head. He knew his own situation.

"You kid, just like those old foxes outside," the Bottle Spirit swayed, seemingly a bit speechless, then said, "This is a good place. I'll stay here for now."

As its voice fell, the dark eyes the Bottle Spirit had displayed disappeared, and it hung motionless in the air.

Fang Ming hesitated slightly, but still spoke, "Please forgive me, Bottle Spirit Senior. To be on the safe side, this junior needs to implement some protective measures."

"Suit yourself," the Bottle Spirit's indifferent voice sounded from within the pale yellow small bottle.

Hearing this, Fang Ming felt a sense of relief, and then mobilized the power of the small world.

Streaks of brilliant light appeared out of thin air, falling down and enveloping it.

This was the power of the world, composed of numerous great dao laws.

Instantly, the pale yellow Bottle Spirit quieted down, hanging motionless in the air.

Within the world inside the cauldron, more world power surged, countless law fluctuations appeared, and chains of laws emerged. They intertwined and entangled, then re-evolved, forming chains of laws shimmering with flowing light, continuously falling, and actually forming an extra bottle cover outside the pale yellow small bottle.

Although the Bottle Spirit had been suppressed by the Mother of the Silverfish, judging by its attitude just now, it likely had some hidden tricks.

If truly angered, it could likely unleash terrifying power.

Therefore, he needed to add more protective measures, just in case.

If things changed and the Bottle Spirit suddenly turned against him, he would also have time to open the Myriad Heavens Gate and escape.

Seeing the world great dao law chains formed by the intertwining of numerous law chains steadily form a bottle cover shimmering with flowing light, Fang Ming was completely relieved.

The Bottle Spirit did not react or awaken, so it was a success.

With this Bottle Spirit in hand, he believed that after a long period of research, he would surely be able to uncover some of the mysteries of the palm heaven bottle.

A flash of white light appeared, and a jade box shimmering with faint white light materialized, enclosing the pale yellow Bottle Spirit.

Subsequently, spatial ripples appeared in the space created by the Mother of the Silverfish, and the golden Immortal Vine flickered and disappeared.

When he reappeared, Fang Ming had already jumped more than a hundred thousand miles away.

He did not stop, and after multiple consecutive jumps, Fang Ming appeared at the location where Han Li had previously set up the teleportation array.

The place was already empty. Han Li's clone had dispersed as he went all out.

Deep within the Barbarian Wastelands, the intense battle fluctuations continued to spread.

The battle between the Old Devil and the Mother of the Silverfish was clearly far from over.

Fang Ming was not in a hurry either. He began to study the Heaven Stealing Bottle he had obtained from Ma Liang.

This was an artifact refined by the Nine Yuan Temple in the Upper Realm, imitating the palm heaven bottle, and it also contained considerable profoundness.

If he could fully comprehend it, it would surely be of great help in comprehending the palm heaven bottle's spirit and even its body.

On the greenish-blue Heaven Stealing Bottle, intricate spiritual patterns intertwined. If one's divine sense delved into it, they would discover that it was formed by the intertwining and evolution of countless intricate dark green runes.

It seemed similar to the patterns on Fang Ming's Immortal Vine body, but the profoundness contained within was completely different.

For a time, Fang Ming became engrossed!

Time flowed by, and soon a day had passed.

Fang Ming, who was immersed in comprehending the profoundness of the Heaven Stealing Bottle, was startled by the commotion from afar, and his mind was drawn out of his enlightenment.

His divine sense spread out, and he discovered that one of Han Li's clones was speeding towards him.

Further away in the depths of the Barbarian Wastelands, the intense battle fluctuations that had been there before had stopped.

The scene was peaceful, completely silent.

Han Li's clone flew over, and soon landed beside Fang Ming.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Han Li smiled and said, "Brother Teng's strength is indeed formidable. To have resolved that True Immortal from the Lower Realm so early truly surprised me!"

"Brother Han doesn't know, but that True Immortal was not lightly injured before, and simply couldn't exert his full strength," the Immortal Vine's leaves rustled, and Fang Ming's calm voice came out, "I was just lucky!"

This was a lie. Ma Liang and the Mother of the Silverfish had already recovered from their battle injuries.

He said this simply because he didn't want the Old Devil to be too wary of him.

Han Li's clone's expression was normal. Naturally, he didn't believe a word the Immortal Vine said.

Not long after he and the Mother of the Silverfish began their great battle, he sensed that the battle on the Immortal Vine's side had stopped.

At first, he was a bit worried that the Immortal Vine had been defeated, but as time passed and the True Immortal didn't come looking for him, he knew that the True Immortal had been defeated.

Of course, after confirming that the True Immortal was defeated, Han Li was still a bit worried.

After all, at that time, if the Immortal Vine had attacked him, he would only have been able to use his hidden means to escape the area.

The speed at which the True Immortal from the Immortal Realm was defeated was so fast, indicating that the Immortal Vine's strength far surpassed that immortal. He asked himself, if he were to face that True Immortal, it would be very difficult to even win.

Let alone win quickly!

The Immortal Vine did not show itself, and Han Li initially remained distracted, wondering if it had already gone into hiding, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

But as time passed and the battle became more intense, he couldn't worry about such things anymore and needed to fully focus on dealing with the Mother of the Silverfish, who had suddenly become ferocious.

After a difficult and bitter battle, he finally found an opportunity and used the Mystic Heaven Spirit Severing Sword to kill the Mother of the Silverfish!

As for why a clone came over, the reason was simple.

Firstly, his main body was searching for the possible existence of the Little Green Bottle's spirit. He had not found any possible spirit on the Mother of the Silverfish. Secondly, it was to guard against the Immortal Vine attacking him.

After the great battle, his injuries were quite severe, and he had to be cautious.

"How can there be any luck?" Han Li shook his head and asked curiously, "Did Brother Teng turn that True Immortal to dust?"

"I captured him alive," Fang Ming's calm voice came from within the Immortal Vine, "I presume Brother Han has completely killed that Mother of the Silverfish?"

"Brother Teng actually captured him alive?" Han Li showed genuine surprise and exclaimed in admiration, "Brother Teng is indeed immensely capable. I am far inferior!"

Fang Ming repeatedly said, "Just luck, just luck."

"Luck?" Han Li chuckled and sighed, saying, "I don't have that kind of luck. I struggled greatly to barely kill that Mother of the Silverfish. It was incredibly difficult."

Fang Ming praised, "Brother Han is indeed amazing. That Mother of the Silverfish was incredibly powerful. To be able to kill it is truly unparalleled in the Spirit Realm. Even that True Immortal is no match for Brother Han!"

"Brother Teng, please don't tease me," Han Li's mouth twitched. No matter how he listened, he felt that the Immortal Vine Spirit was being sarcastic.

"Haha..." Fang Ming laughed heartily, "Absolutely not. What I said just now was absolutely sincere."

"Alright, alright," Han Li shook his head with a hint of helplessness and said, "Brother Teng, I still need to stay here for some time. That Mother of the Silverfish still has a large number of offspring remaining, and I need to eliminate them to prevent them from harming our Human Clan."

This was, of course, not his true purpose. His real purpose was to search for the Little Green Bottle's spirit. Eliminating the Silverfish was merely a convenient side task.