Chapter 1069

The black wolf was greatly startled, hastily urging the blood flame on its body, instantly wrapping these green threads within. But it never expected that a cold snort would come from within the silver arc, and as these green threads' spiritual light flickered, they showed not the slightest sign of being burned away.

The demon's heart sank.

At the moment it was temporarily unable to move, the silver wolf flashed and 'shot' to its front; the demon could not dodge, a flash of spiritual light, and the silver wolf vanished into its body, leaving no trace.

The giant wolf's body trembled, both wolf heads emitting a mournful, piercing cry simultaneously.

Its body began to convulse violently!

One wolf head suddenly became dazed, then its eyes regained sharpness, and immediately it tilted its skull and actually bit toward the neck of the other wolf head.

At this moment, the skull's 'fur' turned silver-white 'color' in this instant.

The black 'color' wolf head naturally refused to surrender, opening its maw to bite as well; in an instant, the two heads began tearing at each other.

At this time, a figure flickered within the silver arc; Han Li emerged holding the Xu Tian Ding, glanced at the twin-headed giant wolf, and 'revealed' a hint of concern 'color'.

Although the silver 'color' wolf head had gained the initiative, once the wolf's body returned to normal, it immediately flashed with black light all over, layers of demonic qi surging wildly toward the black 'color' wolf head, making it appear to grow braver with each battle.

Seeing this, Han Li's 'color' darkened; he suddenly flicked a finger at the Xu Tian Ding, and instantly a clear chime rang out.

The green threads binding the giant wolf suddenly burst with spiritual light, then tightened, rendering the wolf's body completely unable to move even slightly.

Afterwards, Han Li opened his mouth again, and a golden arc sprayed out, striking the ferocious black 'color' wolf head.

Golden light exploded, fine electric arcs leaping and flashing; the demonic qi on the black 'color' wolf head instantly dispersed, and after a miserable cry, the demonic qi greatly diminished.

Seizing this opportunity, the silver 'color' wolf head raised its neck, and an identical silver 'color' wolf head phantom suddenly protruded, biting and swallowing the black 'color' wolf head whole, then pulling back, actually dragging out a dark, murky shadow from within.

This black shadow shifted unpredictably, like a lump of rotting mud; yet the various ghostly faces it manifested were each ferocious and vicious, still tearing and biting at the silver 'color' phantom without cease.

From within the silver shadow came an icy, bone-piercing cold hum from the silver moon; silver light blazed, the silver shadow's form suddenly expanded greatly, and it swallowed the black 'color' light shadow in one gulp, then shrank back and disappeared into the silver 'color' wolf head.

In that instant, the originally struggling black 'color' wolf head suddenly froze, its eyes dull and lifeless, while the silver 'color' wolf head completely ignored this head, instead curling it up and trembling lightly and continuously, as if enduring great pain.

Seeing this, Han Li felt relieved, tossed the small cauldron onto the giant wolf's body, and tapped it several times.

Vast green clouds surged down from above, and in the blink of an eye, the giant wolf was enveloped into a huge ball of light.

Then Han Li swept his gaze across the entire space, his 'color' shifted, and suddenly he flew 'shot' toward the vicinity of the seal.

After a moment, he arrived above another pile of altar ruins, casually slapped downward, and several crimson fireballs 'shot' downward.

After a burst of explosions, a large pit appeared before him; black light flickered within the pit, indicating something existed there.

The humanoid puppet reached out in the void, and this object was easily drawn into its hand.

Upon close inspection, it turned out to be that small fragment of the destroyed Black Wind Banner. Though this spiritual treasure had been mostly destroyed, it still emitted astonishing spiritual qi, clearly its spiritual 'nature' not entirely lost.

After examining it carefully, Han Li turned his palm over and unceremoniously stored this object into his storage bag.

Although he had no idea how to repair a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, nor whether it could truly be repaired, its refining materials had long been extinct in this realm, so its value was naturally immeasurable.

After Han Li finished collecting this object, he did not return to the giant wolf's side, but without hesitation fled toward a corner of the space, flying ever higher, and in the blink of an eye disappeared into the clouds once more.

The escape light paused; Han Li emerged with a solemn 'color' and came to a stop.

Before him not far away, a pale green 'color' light cluster hovered there, inside which a jade-green wooden ruler slowly rotated—this was indeed another heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, the Eight Spirit Ruler!

Though this spiritual treasure was intact, being a Buddhist artifact, it greatly restrains demonic arts; thus, the Holy Ancestor of Yuan Cha's divided spirit could only stare helplessly, unable to immediately demonize it for use.

Of course, if this demon were to regain its former peak divine powers, that would be another matter entirely.

Han Li gazed at the Eight Spirit Ruler, daring not to act rashly.

When he initially reclaimed the Xu Tian Ding, he had nearly been killed by the Ganlan Bingyan; who knows what other secrets this Eight Spirit Ruler might hold!

Thinking this, Han Li's divine sense stirred, and he swiftly followed the humanoid puppet that had arrived here, his body flickering as he shot straight toward the Eight Spirit Ruler, actually seizing this treasure in one grab, with no unusual manifestation appearing.

Han Li rejoiced, took the treasure from the puppet's hand, and played with it slightly.

This treasure felt extraordinarily smooth to the touch, like cool, warm jade; a slight movement caused threads of green light to flicker continuously. But when spiritual power was infused, it showed no abnormality whatsoever.

Han Li blinked slightly in surprise.

At this moment, the light cluster wrapping the giant wolf in the distance suddenly emitted a muffled sound, then, as spiritual light flickered, it burst open.

Han Li started, hastily putting away the Eight Spirit Ruler, and quickly pointed twice at the distant Xu Tian Ding, his face showing a hint of tension.

The Xu Tian Ding 'whooshed' and shot straight toward Han Li, turning into a cluster of green light that fell into his hand in an instant.

Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, solemnly staring into the distance.

After the green light dispersed and vanished, an elegant figure slowly rose—it was indeed the giant wolf. But now the wolf's two heads had become a single head, its entire body turned silver-white 'color', shining brightly, looking up at Han Li.

Han Li rejoiced, immediately flying back, but having flown only halfway, upon contacting the wolf's eyes, he felt their gaze icy and abnormal.

He couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart, a vague bad premonition arising.

The wolf's figure flickered, and within the silver light it transformed into a graceful, lovely woman—exactly Ling Long's appearance.

This woman expressionlessly glanced at Han Li, the corner of her mouth revealing a hint of cold smile.

"You are Long Meng!" Han Li sucked in a breath of cold air, solemnly asking.

"Calling me Long Meng is not wrong. After all, I am now primarily using Long Meng's divine sense." Ling Long raised a pair of slender jade hands, gazing at her crystal-clear jade fingers; although she tried to appear calm, the hint of excitement 'revealed' in her eyes undoubtedly betrayed her current mood.

"How is Yin Yue!" Han Li's 'color' changed several times, finally 'licking' his upper lip, asking calmly.

"She is unharmed; she merely consumed too much divine sense while performing the Soul Devouring, falling into sleep. Otherwise, I could not have come out so smoothly!" Ling Long's excitement gradually faded, actually 'revealing' a hint of strange reply, but her voice remained light and breezy.

"What do you plan to do now?" Han Li, hearing Yin Yue was safe, inwardly relaxed slightly, yet calmly asked.

"How? Naturally return to the Spirit Realm! What, you're reluctant to part with Xue Ling, wanting to keep her?" Ling Long raised her eyebrows, her voice turning cold.

Upon hearing this woman speak so openly, Han Li's face flushed slightly, but then his gaze shifted, and he returned to his normal 'color':

"You should know well that Yin Yue originally intended to return to the Spirit Realm. I will not obstruct, nor can I obstruct."

"You are so wise; this is naturally best. Originally, according to my intention, the spiritual treasures in your hand were meant to be taken. But seeing that during the demon soul devouring you lent me a hand, and Xue Ling had previously promised you. I, Ling Long, as the Grand Princess of the Silver Moon Clan, am not ungrateful. Thus, the small cauldron and Eight Spirit Ruler shall remain in your hands. But from now on, the grudges between you and Xue Ling are severed once and for all. Even if you someday truly ascend to the Spirit Realm and dare appear before me, I will immediately strike to kill you." Xue Ling gazed at Han Li, her brows suddenly showing a hint of killing intent.

Han Li's 'color' changed slightly, but he immediately acted as if nothing had happened, neither promising nor refusing.

The silver-haired woman did not 'force' Han Li to make a promise; she merely told him these words. Then she raised her hand, and a black arc 'shot' past.

Han Li was first startled, but upon clearly seeing the object, he felt relieved; silently, he reached out in the void and drew it into his hand.

This object was precisely the Black Marrow Flying Knife taken by the Yuan Cha Holy Ancestor's divided spirit; this woman actually returned it to him, so Han Li naturally accepted it without ceremony, casually tossing it to the humanoid puppet behind him.

At this time, Linglong no longer paid attention to Han Li, walking to the center and briefly examining the seal there, unconsciously nodding her head.

Then, after coldly glancing at Han Li, the person suddenly rushed toward Han Li again.

Seeing this, Han Li was startled, and his vigilance immediately rose sharply.

"Give me a few drops of your ten-thousand-year-old spirit 'liquid'; I need it to open the reverse spirit passage." Linglong said without the slightest politeness.

Han Li's mouth twitched, he slapped his waist, and instantly several small bottles appeared in his hand, silently throwing them all at this woman.

Linglong flicked her sleeve, and the several jade bottles silently entered her possession, the entire motion soundless and extremely elegant!

Afterwards, this woman walked to a nearby empty 'swing' area, began sitting cross-legged, and formed hand seals.

Melodious incantation sounds drifted from her mouth, her body floated up without wind, and silver light radiated from her entire body.

The blinding light gradually engulfed the woman's figure; from afar, it seemed as if she had truly transformed into a silver moon.

At this moment, Linglong suddenly opened the eyes she had just closed, opened her mouth, and spat out the disk formed by the reverse star disk insignia.

Han Li gazed from afar, his brow furrowing.

No matter how one looked at this disk, there was nothing wrong with it, not resembling any insignia formed by condensation, and though its spiritual energy was dense, it was no longer beneath a top-tier treasure.

As Han Li was pondering in doubt, the disk circled once and then flew to the silver-haired woman's head, then steadily stopped there.

Seeing this, Linglong below immediately flicked her fingers at this treasure.

Streams of differently colored 'color' spells struck the disk, and this treasure absorbed them all one by one.

Only a moment's delay, and great changes erupted!

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