Chapter 1106

Watching Han Li put away the green small ruler and land lightly before him, the Nascent Soul revealed a venomous expression.

It stared at Han Li with icy cold eyes, its lips tightly shut.

Clearly, this Small Extreme Palace Great Elder knew very well that since both sides had fought to this point, speaking any words of begging for mercy was simply asking for humiliation.

Perhaps the only thing he regretted was that he had not unleashed a secret technique to end his Nascent Soul himself before being restricted. Now that he had been completely subdued by Han Li, wanting to self-detonate his Nascent Soul was something he couldn't even dream of.

Han Li looked at the subdued Thus Han Li Shangren Nascent Soul, smiled slightly, and without saying another word, shook his sleeve. An emerald-green small bottle shot out, flashing and arriving above the Nascent Soul's head.

Han Li pointed lightly at the small bottle.

The bottle mouth turned upside down, white light flowed continuously, and a cluster of radiance sprayed out, sweeping the Thus Han Li Shangren Nascent Soul into the bottle and capturing it inside.

Subsequently, Han Li raised his hand and summoned the Dry Blue Cauldron in the distance.

That wisp of Taiyin True Fire immediately wrapped around this cauldron and shot toward this side. After a flash, it sank into his sleeve and vanished without a trace.

Only then did Han Li put away the green bottle magic treasure, transforming into a cyan rainbow and escaping downward.

A moment later, cyan light flashed, and Han Li's figure reappeared above the pile of rubble. He swept his gaze around, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Bai Mengxin, who had originally been trapped in the silver light screen, was already lying on a pile of rubble at the edge of the rubble pile, blood flowing below, her lower abdomen pierced by a bowl-sized hole, already turned into a corpse.

And the essence blood and divine energy in this woman's body were completely empty, clearly a sign that her Nascent Soul had left her body.

Looking into the air, beside the Qilin phantom, the puppet stood motionless, as if it had not moved a step since Han Li left. But before it, the Origin-Gang Shield and the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife were floating, both flickering with faint spiritual light.

Over forty or fifty feet away, five human skeletons stood side-by-side, swaying. The sky-filling gray-white demonic energy had vanished without a trace. One of the skeletons was holding a pale cyan storage pouch in its hand, while another was playing with a small cluster of pitch-black light flames, flickering unsteadily.

Han Li's brows soon relaxed. With a sweep of his divine sense, he connected with the split soul in the human-shaped puppet. In the blink of an eye, he understood what had happened.

It turned out that Bai Mengxin, seeing Han Li destroy Thus Han Li Shangren's physical body and then chase after the Nascent Soul, finally felt great fear in her heart, actually self-detonating several ancient treasures to forcibly break open the light screen formed by the Origin-Gang Shield, wanting to escape.

But the human-shaped puppet had long been given the order by Han Li before he left that it must not let anyone here escape. Naturally, it did not stand on ceremony, driving the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife to unexpectedly pierce her lower abdomen, destroying her physical body. Then, when the woman's Nascent Soul left her body, it was struck to pieces by the human-shaped puppet using the Thunder-Fire Bow and golden lightning wood arrows, causing this woman to vanish from the human world.

As for the middle-aged man in the cyan shirt on the other side, he was ultimately unable to withstand the siege of the five demons, and his physical body, Nascent Soul, and several treasures were all swallowed clean by the five demons, leaving only the storage pouch and the residual extreme cold flames.

Understanding what had happened, Han Li let out a light breath, not saying anything, and summoned the five demons with a wave of his hand. Suddenly, the storage pouch and the black cold flames in their hands flew straight toward him, arriving in his hand in the blink of an eye.

Han Li examined the storage pouch carefully, casually stuffing it into his bosom. He was, however, interested in the pitch-black cold flames. After a moment of hesitation, he rubbed both hands.

Thunder sounds rang out, and countless fine golden arcs shot from his hands, wrapping around the black flames, trapping the ownerless black flames and transforming them into a fist-sized golden silk ball.

Slapping his storage pouch, an ice box emitting cold air appeared in his hand. Han Li casually threw this ball into the box and calmly put the box away.

Then his gaze shifted to Bai Mengxin's fragrant corpse. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly shook his sleeve, and a crimson fire ball shot out.

With a "puchi" sound, the corpse was instantly wrapped in fierce flames, but immediately a cluster of white light flames emerged from the corpse, rolling and sweeping away the fierce flames around it, then condensing into a scorching white fire ball, wanting to drill back into the corpse again.

This was precisely the Phoenix-Leaving Ice Flames that Bai Mengxin had cultivated. Sure enough, after this woman's primordial spirit was destroyed, these residual extreme cold flames also returned to the corpse.

But Han Li, who had long been prepared, would naturally not let these cold flames shrink back. He closed his five fingers and grabbed into the void at the flames.

Suddenly, a giant hand formed by Violet Extreme Fire appeared above the cold flames, grabbing downward lightning-fast.

It grabbed the cluster of white flames into its hand, and the giant hand immediately shot back.

And Han Li grabbed again, and the storage pouch on the corpse flew up into the air, also being captured into his hand.

As for these Phoenix-Leaving Ice Flames, Han Li naturally used the same method, trapping them with the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, and then put them away with the ice box.

Although these cold flames had mostly dissipated because of the owner's death, the remnants were their essence. If they could be collected for his own use or integrated into the Violet Extreme Fire, it went without saying that their power would multiply. But now was naturally not the time for testing.

Finally, Han Li specially dealt with Thus Han Li Shangren's residual corpse. What surprised Han Li somewhat was that the pair of Golden-Wind Raccoons that made him somewhat vigilant were not in the spirit beast pouch on his corpse, which surprised Han Li somewhat.

Although he did not know what was going on, Han Li collected the opponent's storage pouch and was too lazy to think about it.

After doing all this, Han Li looked toward the Qilin phantom and that Mysterious Jade Token in the air, revealing a few traces of solemnity on his face.

Although this phantom was just a dead object, it contained astonishing spiritual power, but it was somewhat strange, seemingly condensed from some kind of cold energy and seemingly transformed from pure spiritual power. He was actually unable to confidently distinguish its true composition.

After a moment of hesitation, he slowly raised a finger, golden light flashed at his fingertip, and he was about to release a sword energy to test this phantom.

But just at this moment, suddenly fire light flashed in his sleeve, and a crimson flame shot out, sinking directly into the Qilin phantom in the air after a flash. Then red light flashed, transforming into a fire crow.

It was precisely the spirit object transformed by that wisp of Taiyin True Fire.

Watching this fire crow leisurely inside the Qilin body, the red light on its feathers flickering, actually slowly absorbing the white gas forming the phantom into its body.

Han Li's expression moved. He lowered his arm, and after a moment of contemplation, he actually turned around and stopped caring about the fire crow's actions, instead looking toward a more distant five-colored light screen.

In that barrier, the booming sounds were somewhat weaker, but they had not stopped for a moment. The gray-robed monk and the old woman were still fighting intensely.

It seemed that because of the barrier's concealment, the two had not realized that the battle outside had already ended, and they could never have imagined that Han Li, with his Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation, had wiped out a Great Cultivator and two cultivators of the same stage in one breath. At this time, only a cup of tea's time had passed since both sides started fighting.

Han Li's body shone with cyan light, and he transformed into a cyan rainbow, shooting toward the space above the five-colored light screen, looking down twice.

A moment later, he revealed a sneer. With a thought of his divine sense, the human-shaped puppet and the five human skeletons flew toward this side lightly. In the blink of an eye, they landed behind him one after another.

And at this time, Han Li shook his sleeve, and thirty-six golden small swords swam out from his sleeve, subsequently transforming into thirty-six streaks of golden light circling above his head.

He struck several magic techniques into the crowd of sword lights.

All the golden lights shook lightly, immediately splitting into hundreds of identical sword lights, scattering in all directions, shooting toward the surroundings of the light screen respectively. But a scene that shocked people appeared: these sword lights strangely vanished one by one, all vanishing into thin air without a trace.

He had actually laid down the Great Geng Sword Array, shrouding this entire area under the control of the sword array.

At this time, Han Li suddenly raised one hand, and a yellow radiance shot from his hand, circling above the light screen, transforming into a demon-subduing staff, shining with faint yellow light.

He closed his eyes expressionlessly, pinched magic techniques with both hands, and suddenly low incantations drifted from his mouth, starting to urge this treasure.

One could see this demon-subduing staff shake slightly, and amidst a cluster of dazzling yellow light, its body expanded wildly. Almost in the blink of an eye, this treasure had transformed into a giant object over ten feet long and as thick as a water vat.

At this moment, Han Li stopped his magic technique and opened his eyes calmly.

He glanced at the giant object below, rubbed his hands abruptly, and a small cluster of seven-colored Buddhist light appeared in his hands. He held this cluster of Buddhist light with one hand, then flicked it with his backhand. Suddenly, this cluster of Buddhist light shot out, striking the demon-subduing staff.

This treasure, which had originally emitted yellow light, suddenly had another layer of seven-colored Buddhist light on its outer layer. At the same time, this treasure began to emit a buzzing sound, the Buddhist chanting low and solemn.

"Go!" Han Li gave a low shout and pointed at the demon-subduing staff with one hand.

Suddenly, the giant demon-subduing staff fell fiercely from top to bottom without hesitation, striking exactly onto the light screen below.

A sound like the collapse of heaven and earth came, and the booming sounds almost echoed throughout the entire underground cave.

The five-colored light screen below only struggled to resist the giant demon-subduing staff, but under the giant force of the staff, it shattered inch by inch.

The fragments of the sky-filling light screen turned into specks of spiritual light, scattering and vanishing.

After Han Li saw the situation inside clearly, his expression could not help but be stunned, and subsequently, a strange expression appeared on his face.

"I really didn't expect that the two fellow Daoists were actually acting? Why not let Han also intervene? Otherwise, if the two have no opponent, wouldn't it be too much of a pity!" Han Li's expression returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and he spoke faintly.

In the light screen below, the gray-robed monk and the old woman were actually sitting cross-legged on two giant rocks only ten feet apart, adjusting their breathing with their eyes closed.

And in the void between the two, a strange spirit beast like a mouse, fist-sized, but with its belly bulging and contracting, emitted bursts of booming explosion sounds, sounding as if two cultivators with not-low cultivation were fighting intensely.

The gray-robed monk and this Madam Long had actually not fought at all, only using the sounds emitted by that spirit beast to deceive Han Li and the others outside the barrier!

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