Chapter 702: A Quick Lesson

Chapter 702: A Quick Lesson

Not long after Yun Zhao's voice trailed off, a cold voice rang out from within the tent.

"If you don't want to die, then get out of the way."

The voice wasn't very loud, and it was completely devoid of emotion. The nearby commotion instantly died down, and everyone began looking back and forth hesitantly between the tent and Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao was staring intently at the tent in a completely expressionless manner, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

The atmosphere had suddenly become quite tense.

"You can talk all you want, but why hide in that tent? If you truly have the power to back up your words, then why not show yourself?" Yun Zhao sneered after a brief silence.

As soon as his voice trailed off, a streak of gray light flew out of the tent like lightning, appearing in front of Yun Zhao in an instant before piercing directly toward him.

Yun Zhao's expression changed drastically as he let loose a loud roar, and a layer of black flames emerged over his body.

Within the black flames were countless twisted human faces that were howling in agony, but right at this moment, the streak of gray light split up into nine identical streaks of swordlight before converging toward Yun Zhao from all directions.

The black flames stood no chance in the face of the streaks of swordlight, and before Yun Zhao had a chance to do anything, the nine streaks of swordlight had already pierced through his body.

He let loose a blood-curdling howl as nine large holes appeared over his body, and he toppled to the ground like a broken doll.

The nine streaks of swordlight vanished in a flash, as if they had never even appeared at all.

Everyone had fallen deathly silent, and all of the spectators were looking on with dumbstruck expressions.

In their eyes, the early-True Immortal Stage Yun Zhao was an extremely powerful figure, yet he had been struck down in the blink of an eye without being able to put up any resistance, and they didn't even dare to imagine just how powerful the figure inside the tent was.

Before long, everyone returned to their senses before turning their attention back to the Gray Lizard beings, but all of the mockery had faded from their eyes.

The Gray Lizard beings were also momentarily dumbstruck before reacting with elation, and they felt an immense sense of catharsis at the sight of Yun Zhao's terrible injuries.

"Hurry up, Xi Yan! Stop wasting time!"

The same cold voice rang out from within the tent once again, and Xi Yan hurriedly gave an affirmative response before waving a hand through the air.

The faces of all of the Gray Lizard beings were flushed with excitement, and they continued onward with renewed vigor.

The Shadow Snake beings up head hurriedly parted down the middle, and a pair of Grand Ascension Stage elders picked up Yun Zhao before moving him away.

Some True Immortal Stage beings from other nearby tribes also turned to that tent with awe and veneration on their faces.

The attack just now had come with extraordinary speed and power, and none of them were of the opinion that they could've withstood it.

"Who did that?!"

An immense wave of relief washed over Xi Yan as he led the Gray Lizard Tribe onward.

Inside the tent, Han Li was also feeling quite relieved.

Given his and Shi Chuankong's power, they didn't have to fear Monarch San Miao. In fact, if they wanted to escape, then no one would be able to stop them, but it was best to avoid conflict as they had an objective for coming here.

The Gray Lizard Tribe soon arrived at their designated spot and began setting up camp.

Shortly thereafter, Xi Yan arrived in Han Li's tent and extended a deep bow with an excited look on his face.

"Thank you for saving our tribe from humiliation, esteemed immortal. We'll never forget what you've done for us. If you need anything from us in the future, we'll be forever at your service."

Xi Feng was also barely able to contain his own excitement.

"There's no need for such formalities," Han Li said with a wave of his hand, and Xi Yan expressed his gratitude once again before standing up straight.

The Gray Lizard Tribe had been forced to endure much humiliation over the past few centuries, and morale had been significantly boosted in the wake of this small victory.

Yun Zhao was a coward who only bullied the weak, so after sustaining such severe injuries, he definitely wouldn't dare to pick on the Gray Lizard Tribe in the future.

"Is there something that you wanted to do at the Tamda Festival, esteemed immortals? If so, I would be honored to help," Xi Yan said.

"We're just here to take a look, so there's no need for your services. You can both go now," Han Li said with a dismissive wave of his hand, and Xi Yan and Xi Feng promptly departed.

As soon as they left, Han Li immediately put on a black cloak and a conical bamboo hat to conceal his entire body, while Shi Chuankong also put on some more covert clothing.

The main objective for them was to gather information on the Gray Realm through this Tamda Festival, and their human appearances were bound to create quite a stir, so it was best to conceal themselves.

There were going to be many other people in disguises in the trading area, so they weren't going to stand out there.

After exchanging a glance with each other, the two of them vanished into the ground as a pair of black shadows, then reappeared near the trading area an instant later.

They weren't able to see much from afar, but from up close, they could see that the trading area was enormous. It had a radius of several dozen kilometers, and it was split up into different sections that were separated by small paths.

Most of the wares being sold on the stalls consisted of things like ore, gray beast materials, and spirit plants, and there were countless people filing through the trading area, searching for things that they needed.

"This really is quite the grand occasion," Han Li remarked with a smile, and Shi Chuankong was also inspecting his surroundings with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"This place is really big, so let's split up and gather information independently. That should be a bit more efficient," Han Li said through voice transmission.

Shi Chuankong gave an affirmative response before departing, while Han Li wandered off in another direction, and he quickly stopped in front of a stall belonging to a large tribe.

All of the wares being sold on the stall were of a very high quality, and standing behind the stall were three brawny men with tiger heads, each of which was over twenty feet tall, and they were giving off Grand Ascension Stage auras.

On the way here, Han Li had read the Gray Lizard Tribe's scriptures closely, and he was able to identify many of the tribes on the grassland based on their characteristics.

These three were most likely from the Yin Tiger Tribe, which was one of the most powerful tribes on the Six Moon Grassland, far higher on the pecking order than the Gray Lizard Tribe.