Chapter 1102

A fist-sized bead was wrapped inside that yellow-green light sphere.

This bead was milky yellow in color, and as it shot over, it carried a faint sound of thunder; at a glance, it was clearly a rare treasure.

But Han Li had no intention of stopping his giant sword at all. Instead, he urged his sword technique, and the golden light of the giant sword surged by several feet, slashing down amidst a booming sound.

At this moment, those several exceptionally thick, milky-white light pillars also flashed and arrived before Han Li in an instant.

Han Li took a light breath and opened his mouth, shooting out a cluster of purple flames. Once this cluster of Violet Extreme Fire exited his mouth, it expanded wildly in the wind with a "puchi" sound, turning into a giant fireball the size of a carriage wheel in the blink of an eye.

After a muffled "peng" sound, the purple fireball split and shot in four directions, turning into several smaller clusters of purple flames in the blink of an eye, each meeting one of those milky-white light pillars.

A loud "Boom—" sound rang out, and those light pillars collided with the purple flames without the slightest hesitation.

Purple radiance and white light flickered as two types of extreme cold erupted throughout the entire space. Countless crystal lights appeared in the void, and waves of two-colored cold air spread throughout the entire space in the blink of an eye.

In one direction, following an earth-shattering loud noise, that golden giant sword had already steadily slashed onto the milky-yellow bead.

The collision between the two erupted into an entirely different scene.

Surrounding the giant sword and the round bead, golden and cyan-colored electric arcs erupted simultaneously. The two intertwined and flickered, instantly forming a giant electric ball over ten feet in diameter. The electric light was dazzling, and at the same time, it emitted a deafening booming sound.

This round bead was actually a rare lightning-attribute ancient treasure.

Han Li paid no mind to the cold air attacking him; he merely waved one hand, and a layer of purple flames appeared on his body. Those freezing cold air currents automatically turned into nothingness as soon as they approached his side, but he was truly somewhat surprised by the appearance of that giant lightning ball.

What kind of lightning is this? It looks like it has some history, being able to withstand the power of the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning.

Han Li did not urge the giant sword's power again; instead, he pointed one hand at the Void Heaven Cauldron before him. After a "peng" sound, a cluster of cyan silk shot out, instantly winding toward that round ball, seemingly wanting to forcibly seize the bead and pocket it.

The middle-aged man in the cyan shirt outside the barrier felt a shock in his heart upon seeing this scene. Unable to care about conserving magic power anymore, he abruptly unleashed several magic techniques, injecting all his spiritual power into that bead.

This lightning bead was a rare treasure he had obtained in his early years. Although he had not been able to fully comprehend it, its power was already shockingly great, and he was absolutely unwilling to give it up just like that.

Suddenly, the two-colored lightning ball, which had originally been evenly matched, surged with cyan light under the middle-aged man in the cyan shirt's frantic urging, actually showing signs of wanting to suppress and force back the golden arcs.

But Han Li's expression sank.

His giant sword was formed by condensing over ten flying swords, and the power of the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning it contained was naturally far beyond what the cyan lightning contained in such a mere bead could compare to. Therefore, with just a thought, the giant sword shook, and several bowl-thick golden arcs appeared on the sword, subsequently transforming into several golden giant pythons that pounced aggressively toward the lightning ball below.

The cyan electric arcs, which had just surged in momentum, were immediately defeated under the joint strike of these golden giant pythons amidst electric light and booming sounds. In the blink of an eye, all the cyan arcs were torn to shreds, and the milky-yellow round bead itself was left exposed.

And at this very moment, the cyan silk from the Void Heaven Cauldron shot to the front as if it had timed it perfectly. With one wrap, it lightning-fast rolled the round bead into the cyan silk and then shot back.

In the distance, the middle-aged man in the cyan shirt became extremely anxious, his face full of worry. His two hands continuously pinched magic techniques without stopping, and the round ball within the cyan silk struggled and shook accordingly, looking as if it wanted to break free.

To the side, Bai Mengxin also furrowed her delicate brows. Without a word, she pointed her jade hand at the mirror in her hand and then tossed it into the air.

A cold moon rose above the woman's head, and the mirror surface was a vast expanse of white.

Bai Mengxin, however, opened her mouth without a word and spat out a cluster of exceptionally pure white gas, which struck the mirror surface.

A hissing sound like a snake's cry came from the mirror, followed by a flash of green radiance, as if something had flashed out from the mirror, but because the escape speed was too fast, no one could clearly see the form of this object.

Han Li, who was directing the Void Heaven Cauldron to capture that round bead, abruptly turned his head. Blue light surged in his pupils, and several of the golden lights circling before him suddenly shot out.

The target was actually all in the same direction!

With a "Boom" sound, several golden lights exploded over ten feet before him, as if they had struck something.

Han Li paid no mind to this, but quickly flicked his sleeve, forcibly grabbing the round bead wrapped in cyan silk into his hand, flipping his hand to store it into his storage pouch. Only then did he squint his eyes and stare at the spot where the golden light had exploded.

One could see that as the golden radiance there faded slightly, one could vaguely see several golden flying swords circling a strange-looking spirit insect, tumbling up and down in an endless battle.

This insect looked like a giant scorpion, but it had two tails and four wings on its back. The pattern on its back was actually a pattern that looked very much like a human face. It made one's hair stand on end just looking at it!

It was this entirely emerald-green strange scorpion that was using its two pitch-black poisonous tails to form a shadow, protecting itself within. The originally extremely sharp Green Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords emitted ear-piercing sounds of metal clashing when slashing upon it, yet they were unable to break through this defense to kill this scorpion.

"Two-tailed Human-Faced Scorpion!" Han Li muttered, looking somewhat surprised.

This strange scorpion was actually the twenty-ninth ranked spirit insect on the Spirit Insect Ranking. Because its back had strange patterns resembling a human face, Han Li had a rather deep impression of this insect, so he recognized this spirit insect at a glance.

However, the human face on the scorpion's back was still somewhat blurry, clearly not fully grown, and it was still in the larval stage.

With Han Li's current divine abilities, unless he encountered a fully-grown spirit insect in the top twenty, he had no fear of spirit insects of other rankings.

After his surprise, his expression sank. He slapped the spirit insect pouch at his waist with one hand, and suddenly a loud buzzing sound arose. A cluster of golden insect clouds flew out with a whistle, pouncing straight toward this strange scorpion.

Upon seeing the insect cloud, the Two-tailed Human-Faced Scorpion seemed to sense something amiss. After a low cry from its mouth, its figure immediately blurred, and it vanished without a trace from beneath the several flying swords.

But the next moment, it appeared in another spot over twenty feet away. Possessing four wings, this spirit insect's escape speed was truly incomparably fast.

But Han Li sneered, not saying a word, merely pointing lightly at the insect cloud.

Suddenly, a muffled "peng" sound came from the golden insect cloud, and countless golden flowers shot in all directions. In the blink of an eye, they covered an area of over a hundred feet in radius, and golden beetles, each several inches large and with ferocious forms, trapped that two-tailed scorpion within.

In the distance, Bai Mengxin, who was manipulating this scorpion with a precious mirror, felt a shock in her heart upon seeing this situation. She immediately wanted to manipulate the Two-tailed Scorpion to escape the encirclement of the insect swarm.

But it was already too late. All the Gold-Eater Beetles buzzed, and they swarmed toward this scorpion from all directions. Although their speed could not be called very fast, they were dense and packed from all sides, not even leaving a single empty space.

Helpless, the spirit scorpion could only use its pair of hooked tails to form a shadow again to protect its whole body. Then, with a shake of its figure, it set its sights on a certain direction and plunged headlong into the Gold-Eater Beetle swarm, wanting to forcibly rush out of the insect swarm.

If it were an ordinary spirit insect, this scorpion doing so would naturally be the most appropriate move. But facing the Gold-Eater Beetle, a strange ancient insect, it was merely seeking its own death.

Because it had to dance its tail hooks, the scorpion's escape speed clearly dropped by more than half. Although it used this momentum to knock away countless beetles and rushed out over ten feet, more golden beetles were completely unafraid, swarming up and moving along with this spirit insect.

And these Gold-Eater Beetles were neither afraid of scorpion poison nor the sharpness of the hooked scorpion. The more beetles that bit onto the hooked tails, the slower this Two-tailed Scorpion's escape speed and the dancing of its hooked tails became.

In the blink of an eye, this Two-tailed Human-Faced Scorpion was dyed with a layer of golden color, and it finally emitted a shrill insect cry.

A moment later, this scorpion was submerged in the insect sea without a trace, swallowed clean.

When all the beetles flew back under Han Li's divine sense, only that pair of pitch-black poisonous hooks remained floating in the void, shining brightly. Because these hooks were too hard and contained immense poison, even the Gold-Eater Beetles had no interest in forcibly swallowing them.

Han Li, however, was quite interested in this pair of poisonous hooks. He reached out and grabbed into the void, capturing this pair of monster materials into his hand. After examining them for a moment, he stored them into his pouch. Then he glanced at the golden giant sword floating motionless in the distance.

With a thought of his divine sense, the golden giant sword slashed down. Golden arcs flickered and circled the sword, further adding three parts of momentum to this slash.

As a result, after a loud "Boom—" sound, the void that was slashed suddenly shone with bright white light, and then the sky-filling wind and snow turned into wisps of light radiance.

After the surrounding scenery changed once more, Han Li reappeared in the original magic array, finally escaping the concealment of the illusion.

Han Li was overjoyed, but he hurriedly swept his gaze slightly.

That middle-aged man in the cyan shirt was taking out a treasure that looked like a bronze gong from his storage pouch, looking as if he were about to unleash it. And because the spirit insect Bai Mengxin had raised in her mirror had been destroyed, she also had an icy cold expression, continuously unleashing several magic techniques at the white mirror floating above her head, seemingly wanting to borrow this mirror to unleash some divine ability.

Upon seeing Han Li break out of the array, the two slowed their hand movements, and their expressions could not help but change drastically.

And on the other side, a large expanse of five-colored light radiance flickered unsteadily, with constant explosions of Sanskrit sounds inside. That gray-robed monk and the old woman were fighting at a critical juncture, and it seemed they were not at a disadvantage even within the barrier. This actually surprised Han Li somewhat.

But what drew Han Li's attention the most was Thus Han Li Shangren, who was standing on a giant rock, his mouth never stopping with incantations.

He was staring at Han Li with gloomy eyes. Above his head, a white, hazy Qilin phantom had already taken shape, and at the center of this phantom was clearly that unknown mysterious jade token.

Seeing all this, Han Li's brows twitched, and then he silently slapped the storage pouch at his waist.

Suddenly, a cluster of black light shot out from the pouch, and after circling once, it hovered before Han Li.

It was actually a pitch-black jade bottle several inches in size!

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