Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Enemy Falls as I Awaken

  A chill ran from the depths of his heart, slowly surging out and quickly spreading throughout Han Li's entire body, startling him awake from his daze.

  As soon as he woke up, he felt his head was extremely heavy and aching slightly, every part of his body was soft and weak, feeling like he had just recovered from a serious illness. He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy to move at all.

  In his daze, Han Li recalled everything that had happened before he fainted.

  He shivered and had a chill, his mind suddenly cleared up a bit, and he quickly checked his physical condition.

  "Huh!" It seemed that his body hadn't been occupied, although he couldn't open his eyes, but the uncomfortable feeling all over his body told him that his entire body had returned to his control.

  "Has Mo's law firm failed?"

  Han Li was unexpectedly shocked and thought of this only plausible explanation.

  Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Han Li endured and composed himself to recover some strength, before laboriously opening a thin slit from his eyelids to see things outside clearly.

  As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face with a head full of white hair, thin and haggard, extremely old. It was the aged appearance of Mo Daifu, but looking at him now, he seemed to have aged another decade or so, already an old man who couldn't get any older.

  At this time, he stared with his eyes wide open, looking at Han Li with a terrified face.

  Han Li was shocked, his entire body immediately tensed up, the feeling of weakness was thrown far away, the first thought in his mind was to take the initiative and strike first.

  After the last lesson, Han Li said that he would not let himself be easily controlled by others again.

  But soon after, Han Li discovered that something was amiss. The other party's expression was frozen, motionless, and there was no sound of breathing or gasping, as if he had been dead for a long time.

  Han Li furrowed his brow, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, and he still hadn't lifted his guard. He focused all his attention on the other person's face, trying to find some weakness from it.

  After a good half-minute of careful observation, Han Li had to admit that his opponent really didn't seem like a living person.

  He hesitated for a moment, then carefully approached the other person, reaching out to grab their wrist with one hand and placing the other under their nostrils. After a while, there was no movement at all.

  Han Li finally put his mind at ease, feeling incredibly relieved, and the massive boulder that had been weighing on his heart was finally discarded.

  Until now, Han Li still couldn't believe that his arch-nemesis, the cunning and ruthless Mo Daifu, had died so silently and inexplicably, and with such ease.

  He touched his forehead, and the so-called "calming charm" had disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know where it had gone. He couldn't even see its shadow nearby, which made Han Li feel somewhat strange. Later, after learning the spell of talismans, he thought back to this matter and finally understood that the yellow talisman should have been exhausted of its contained magical power and turned into ashes, so he couldn't find it anywhere.

  Han Li's mind relaxed a bit, and he began to shift his gaze away from Mo Daifu's corpse, trying to find some clues about the other party's death.

  The oil lamps and candles around him were still lit, indicating that he hadn't fainted for too long. However, the few pieces of green jade not far away had turned a dull gray, as if their quality had dropped several levels in an instant, becoming completely unremarkable.

  His line of sight shifted, and in the corner of the stone house, something that was hiding and dodging, trying to avoid Han Li's gaze, fell into his eyes.

  This object was not unfamiliar to Han Li, it was the enemy that had fought with him in his dream and escaped from his hands, the green light mass that had been swallowed up by a third.

  At this time, it was desperately drilling into the corner of the wall, seemingly very afraid of Han Li and trying to hide.

  Han Li was initially taken aback, but then slightly thoughtful, he raised his chin with one hand and bowed his head in contemplation for a while.

  A moment later, Han Li stood up and walked towards the light group.

  He didn't stop until he was only half a zhang away from it, then slowly opened his mouth and said:

  "I think we should get acquainted, you must be Yu Zitong."

  The green light ball was shaking, the light on its body flickering uncertainly. When Han Li called out its name, it dimmed for a while before shining brightly again.

  "You guessed it, you're indeed a disciple of Mo Juren, just as troublesome and hard to deal with." Guangtuan seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and surprisingly began speaking in human language, the voice was that of the young man.

  It did not add any excuses and directly admitted Han Li's speculation.

  "Is that so, sir? Would you care to explain and tell me the whole story?" Hearing that his opponent was one of the masterminds behind his attempted murder, Han Li remained calm and composed.

  Ke Yu Zi Tong looked at the other person's calm and collected demeanor, but for some reason, he felt a chill in his heart, as if disaster was looming over him.

  In the recent Divine Sense War, he had just experienced the ferocity of this nemesis, having a portion of his divine soul devoured, resulting in more than half of his magical powers being lost. At this moment, the remaining magical powers only allowed him to cast a few minor illusions, without any killing power. Now facing the true enemy, and having no ability to defend himself, he naturally had unspeakable fear in his heart.

  "What do you want to know?"

  He knew that the other party had just narrowly escaped death, and their emotions should be very unstable, with great danger. Don't look at the other party's seemingly calm surface, but in the depths of their heart, they might be brewing a bellyful of anger, just like before a volcanic eruption.

  Now that it has been discovered, the best approach is to cooperate and not challenge the other party's patience with words. He doesn't want to be buried in the other party's impulsiveness in a muddled way.

  "First, tell me who you are. Then, recount the process of how you and Mo Daifu met, as well as your original plan, one by one, I have plenty of time to listen to your story slowly." Han Li said with a mask-like expression, his face devoid of any emotional fluctuations.