Chapter 1073

Rising slowly to his feet, he stretched his limbs. Han Li flipped his palm, and a cluster of green light appeared, instantly condensing and compressing into a glowing sphere the size of a chicken egg, its spiritual light flashing as if it were a solid object.

"It seems that as the Nascent Soul has grown, my magic power has increased considerably." Han Li stared at the pure spiritual power transformed into the azure sphere in his hand, murmuring softly.

Immediately, he shook his palm, and the sphere shattered and vanished.

Then he slapped his own Tianling Gai with one hand, and instantly a mass of azure qi shot out from above. After a brief circling, it took the form of an infant identical in appearance to himself.

However, the originally two-inch-tall Nascent Soul had grown another half-inch over the past six months, and its body had become noticeably more solidified than before, appearing much clearer.

The Nascent Soul itself cradled a small azure-colored tripod in its hands, with a emerald-green talisman rotating above its head, while dozens of tiny flying swords, resembling embroidery needles and divided into gold and azure hues, circled and danced around it, creating a dazzling sight.

After emerging, the Nascent Soul seemed unusually excited, playing about in the secret chamber for nearly half an hour before appearing somewhat fatigued, then flew back into his body.

Only then did Han Li, whose eyes had been tightly closed, reopen them, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face.

Originally, before taking the Infant Nurturing Pill, with the degree of solidification of his Nascent Soul, he could only move freely outside his body for a short while; otherwise, his form would become unstable, and he would begin to excessively drain the Nascent Soul's origin.

It is said that only upon reaching the late stage of Soul Transformation can the Nascent Soul truly solidify into form, no longer fearing the yang gang winds of the world, and be able to detach from the body to move freely.

This is also the greatest reliance for cultivators who have reached the late stage of Soul Transformation to ascend to the Spirit Realm.

Although his magic power has greatly increased, he is still far from reaching the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. Yet strangely, after undergoing the refinement of the Infant Nurturing Pill, he clearly sensed that as long as he sits in meditation and cultivates diligently for over a hundred years, he can bring his magic power to this level, and it seems he will not encounter any bottlenecks along the way.

For Han Li, this strange sensation is naturally a cause for joy and celebration.

After returning the Nascent Soul to its place, he adjusted his internal qi, opened his mouth, and expelled two streams of golden light.

After a brief circling and dancing, they transformed into two golden-colored flying swords, though their entire bodies appeared somewhat dim.

These were precisely the two Azure Qing Zhu Feng Yun Swords that had been taken by the ancient demon and demonized for a period of time.

Although their intrinsic spirituality had not been completely lost and they could barely spit out to contend with others, if formed into a Great Geng Sword Formation, their power would clearly be insufficient.

Therefore, Han Li prepared to spend some time specifically re-refining these two flying swords, so as to restore their full power and make them usable again.

Thus, with a thought of his divine sense, two small swords, a few inches in length, flew to a position several feet before him and hovered motionless.

Opening his mouth again, a mass of azure-colored infant fire spewed out, instantly enveloping the two flying swords within it.

Gazing at the flashing azure flames, Han Li flicked his sleeve, and several small jade boxes he had previously taken out shot forth, each opening on its own.

Various powdered materials in differing quantities poured into the azure flame, transforming into lights of different colors, which finally merged and fused onto the two flying swords.

Han Li stared unblinkingly at the two flying swords, his ten fingers flicking out one seal after another to control the refinement process.

The refinement of the flying swords continued for three days and three nights.

When Han Li's face turned abnormally pale, he spat out a mass of essence blood, which split into two and seeped into the flying swords, only then did the entire refinement process conclude.

At this moment, the two Azure Qing Zhu Feng Yun Swords had regained their golden radiance, and the residual demonic aura within them had been completely refined away.

Opening his mouth, he drew the two flying swords back into his body. Han Li immediately began to rest. After a day's time, his magic power had recovered.

Sensing the fullness of spiritual power within his body, Han Li pondered briefly, a green light flashed, and a half-foot-long emerald wooden ruler appeared in his hand.

As he stroked the unusually ancient patterns on it with his fingers, a look of deep contemplation appeared on his face.

Needless to say, this object is naturally the Eight Spirit Ruler, a spiritual treasure.

Back when he was at the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Han Li had already sensed the profundity of this object. It seemed that ordinary spiritual power had little effect on this treasure. Of course, due to the urgency of time at that moment, he had not conducted a detailed study, and had not truly confirmed this in his heart.

Now, Han Li held one end of the Eight Spirit Ruler with one hand, his five fingers flowing with green light, and began to slowly infuse spiritual power into it.

Indeed, just as before, the spiritual power clearly flowed within the wooden ruler, yet produced no change whatsoever. The faint green light on its surface was merely the spiritual light emitted by the treasure itself.

After infusing one-tenth of his spiritual power with still no effect, Han Li decisively cut off his magic power, lowered his head, and began to ponder deeply.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his other hand, extended a finger.

At the fingertip, seven-colored light flickered, and Han Li actually forced out a strand of Buddhist light from his Diamond Shield within his body.

The Buddhist light flashed and instantly sank into it, leaving no trace.

Meanwhile, the originally unchanging wooden ruler suddenly flashed with light, and a strand of green light shot directly from its tip, forming in the void a patch of emerald-colored characters, resembling a passage of secret teachings.

Han Li was startled, but immediately focused his gaze.

"Indeed so!"

After only a few glances, he let out a long breath, as if he had already guessed several points.

This Eight Spirit Ruler is a Buddhist treasure, and indeed it should be activated with Buddhist light. And these characters revealed by the Buddhist light are precisely the Tongbao Jue of the Eight Spirit Ruler.

Han Li's cultivation method has always been primarily based on Daoist techniques, supplemented with some demonic secret arts. The only Buddhist practice he has cultivated is roughly the Ming Wang Jue.

Although this practice is a top-tier Buddhist method, it focuses mainly on body refinement, is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the pain of marrow washing and tendon changing is beyond what ordinary people can endure. He has only cultivated it to the second layer, and thus cannot produce any Buddhist light.

However, the Buddhist light on his Jin Guang Shield is abnormally abundant and can be borrowed to cultivate the first layer of the Tongbao Jue of the Eight Spirit Ruler.

Han Li's thoughts raced like lightning, and in an instant he made his decision. Even if the Eight Spirit Ruler can only borrow a little power, as a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, its power is naturally not trivial.

Having made his decision, Han Li immediately infused a bit more Buddhist light into the wooden ruler, made the green light curtain clearer, and then began to focus intently on memorizing it.

The Tongbao Jue of the Eight Spirit Ruler is indeed different from the Great Achievement on the Xu Tian Ding, but its cultivation is not difficult. The first layer can be accomplished in about a year's time.

After finishing his memorization, he flicked his sleeve, and after the azure glow, the Eight Spirit Ruler was put away again. Turning his palm over, the black wind banner, now only half a shaft remaining, reappeared.

This remnant treasure now lacks not only most of its flagpole, but also most of its flag surface, leaving only a few faint traces, appearing utterly destroyed beyond repair.

Yet even so, black light still flickers on the banner, and its spirituality has not been completely lost. This shows how strong its spirituality must have been when intact.

However, Han Li took it out not to study how to repair this treasure, but because he was greatly curious about spatial-type treasures of this level. He wanted to see if he could gain some unique insight from it.

After all, spatial-type treasures are rare even among ordinary treasures, let alone heaven-reaching spiritual treasures. As for the lowest-level spatial-type magic tools like storage bags, there is nothing worth researching in them.

Unfortunately, the level of heaven-reaching spiritual treasures is far beyond what Han Li can currently comprehend. After painstakingly studying the remnants of the black wind banner for several days, he ultimately gained nothing.

Han Li could only regretfully put it away again, then took out the Flame Giant Cauldron he had obtained from the Transformation Spirit Hall, and observed and researched it briefly.

Although this treasure had unintentionally gained spirituality, it is absolutely deserving of being called a rare top-grade ancient treasure, as the cauldron can simultaneously produce thousands of yang fire crows, its power not to be underestimated.

Of course, accompanying the appearance of this cauldron is that unnamed transparent material, dozens of fire pillars, and the one large and two small black crystal blocks found in the Yin-Yang Cave—these are all materials. Although Han Li knows they are extraordinarily rare, he currently has no time to deal with them.

Instead, he will not forget the scroll obtained from the Mount Kunwu Palace and the earth-yellow demon-subduing staff obtained from the storage bag of the Gan Hehuan Hehuan Lao Mo—both are famous treasures of the Three Elders of Mount Kunwu from years past, possessing immense power, and after slight refinement, can even command the Jade Ruyi.

As for the Blood Blade he had originally looked forward to, after taking it out for some research, he was greatly disappointed.

This Blood Blade is clearly made by refining black marrow, and is estimated to be one of the two items that entered the underground auction. However, although it originally devoured the blood, flesh, and souls of numerous Nascent Soul cultivators, displaying terrifying power, it has now become utterly devoid of that power, turning into an utterly ordinary treasure.

With Han Li's experience, a little thought naturally made him suddenly understand and grasp the subtlety of it.

Although this imitation magic dragon blade blood blade can rely on devouring to greatly increase its power, it cannot maintain this power; after a certain time, the increased power will gradually disappear. Imitations are after all imitations, and with such a major flaw, they fundamentally cannot compare to the true magic dragon blade.

After Han Li felt greatly disappointed, he could only temporarily put away this chicken rib-like treasure.

After thinking for a while, he slapped the back of his head and spat out another golden 'colored' bubble; this golden bubble was precisely the golden cover transformed from the vajra relic, but within it there were additionally five radiant golden balls.

Han Li gazed at the golden balls in the bubble, and for the first time a solemn 'color' appeared on his face, with a hint of hesitation and doubt in his eyes, as if he wanted to do something but again seemed hesitant.

But immediately, not knowing what he thought of, Han Li frowned, raised his hand, and pointed at the vajra cover.

Instantly, the golden 'colored' bubble trembled, then wildly expanded and grew larger.

And the five golden balls inside emitted a thunderclap, countless fine electric arcs flickering, actually revealing within the golden arcs five humanoid skeletons covered in talismans, each with a black skull in their chest cavity, likewise wrapped in various 'colored' talismans, appearing unable to move in the slightest.

This was precisely the five offspring same-heart demonic incarnations cultivated by the Yin Luo Sect's grand elder, Gan Hehuan Lao Mo.

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