The azure light screen radiated brilliantly, and a bizarre circular tunnel, about one zhang in diameter, suddenly appeared in the middle.
Han Li cast a calm look at it, transformed into a streak of cyan light, and entered through the tunnel. After a few flickers, he appeared within the restrictive formation.
The light screen trembled once more, and the tunnel vanished without a trace.
"Fellow Daoist Han, you've finally arrived." As the cyan streak of light flashed at the city gate and Han Li's figure mysteriously appeared, Ling Yuling, dressed in a woman's gown, pursed her crimson lips and revealed a joyful smile.
"Since Celestial Ling has invited me with the Ten Thousand Miles Talisman, how could I break my promise and not come?" Han Li responded with a faint smile.
