Chapter 1113

This crow merely flapped its wings slightly, and the purple flames, several times stronger than the original fire pillar, surged out, not only sweeping away the yellow mist before it but also instantly freezing the strange insects behind it into crystal chunks of various sizes, utterly immobile.

The fire crow's scarlet eyes flashed, carrying boundless extreme cold, and it lunged at the three-eyed demon beast.

The demon beast was pressed down by the immense force of the demon-subduing staff, unable to move in the slightest, only managing to release a streak of black light from its third demon eye.

But this black light struck the great crow, like a mud cow entering the sea, utterly ineffective. Meanwhile, the purple 'colored' fire crow let out a long cry and flashed past, pouncing onto this ninth-level demon beast.

Only to see this demon's body engulfed by the surging purple flames, letting out a miserable scream before its face filled with terror as it transformed into a purple 'colored' giant ice.

Its protective demon aura could not even slightly resist the purple extreme fire!

Beside the giant ice, a figure flickered into view—a humanoid puppet appeared amidst a bank of silver light, rubbed its hands together, then simultaneously raised them, releasing two golden arcs that thundered as they struck the giant ice.

With a booming sound, the surface of the purple ice cracked inch by inch; inside, the ninth-level demon beast's physical form naturally turned to debris along with it, but a green light flashed, and a ball of green fire, one circle larger than the soul of the long-eared green-eyed demon beast, shot out from the shattered ice. After a few flickers, it instantly teleported over twenty zhang away.

"Want to run now? Isn't it a bit too late?"

A leisurely voice came from afar, followed by a crack of thunder. A silver arc suddenly appeared before the green fire, and then Han Li appeared with his hands clasped behind his back, smiling faintly as he gazed at the demon beast's soul before him.

This ninth-level demon beast's soul naturally sensed danger and immediately flickered to flee again, but Han Li merely flicked his wrist—green light flashed in his palm, producing a green 'colored' wooden ruler, which he gently waved toward the soul.

Instantly, spiritual light flickered, and beneath the demon beast's soul, a silver lotus about a chi in size appeared. As its petals turned slightly, the soul felt the surrounding spiritual energy condense, and its teleportation technique could not be executed for a moment.

The demon beast's heart sank; the silver lotus petals blazed with light, and from its center shot several strands of seven 'colored' Buddhist light, instantly enveloping the soul, then, in a flash too fast to cover one's ears, it was forcibly pulled back and seized within the silver lotus.

After a terrified cry rang out, the silver lotus flashed wildly a few times and then dissipated into nothingness.

And the demon beast within seemed to vanish with the wind, completely disappearing from this world.

Han Li let out a light sigh, flicked the wooden ruler in his hand, and it strangely disappeared.

At that moment, the humanoid puppet nearby floated gently toward Han Li, and upon reaching him, expressionlessly handed him what it held—actually the two storage bags, a silver ring ancient treasure, and a thumb-sized black pearl, the latter being precisely the third demon eye of the three-eyed demon beast.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, pinched the demon beast's material between two fingers, and examined it closely for two moments.

Aside from being entirely black and profound, he saw nothing unusual about it.

However, when he faced the demon eye's pupil directly, his expression 'color' shifted slightly, and he still put it away along with the silver ring.

Though the silver ring was a decent ancient treasure, to Han Li's current level of insight, it could only barely catch his eye.

As for that 'colored' startled rainbow, which Han Li and his countless flying swords had all thought about, after losing its master's 'control', it turned into an ancient blade that was neither sword nor saber, and Han Li easily stowed it into his storage bag.

After Han Li collected his flying swords and the demon-subduing staff, he lingered no longer, wrapped the humanoid puppet, and transformed into a cyan rainbow that shot straight toward the end of the corridor.

Clearly, the closer one approached the main hall, the fewer demon beasts and cultivators of the Small Extreme Palace appeared, but those that did were not merely high-level cultivators and demon beasts with profound magic power—there were also Nascent Soul cultivators and transformed demon beasts. However, since their battles did not block the passage, Han Li merely glanced at them from afar and naturally did not go looking for trouble.

After passing through several halls and courtyards, then crossing a broad plaza, Han Li finally saw the location of the Xu Ling Hall's main hall.

This hall's white jade wall stretched as far as the eye could see, its breadth unknown, but the gate facing him was not particularly wide—only about ten zhang high, seeming merely a side door.

And at this entrance, two humans and one demon were displaying great divine powers, locked in a fierce, indecisive battle.

The two white-robed cultivators, one male and one female, the male being the inspection elder of the Small Extreme Palace whom Han Li had seen once before, that gray-haired elder of the Ye surname, while the other, a beautiful-faced female cultivator in flowing white 'colored' palace attire, was precisely Bai Yaoyi.

Their opponent appeared to be an old man in black robes, indistinguishable from a human, with long hair flashing faintly green light, eyes flashing with cold, severe light, giving off an aura of unspoken dignity.

Bai Yaoyi and that Ye-surnamed elder drove two silver 'colored' flying swords and a strange jade bottle that sprayed black and white qi, fighting the old man to a standstill.

The old man, with one hand, 'controlled' a blue 'colored' flashing silk net; when unfurled, it became a blue cloud over ten zhang wide, with thunder rumbling within, its momentum astonishing. With his other hand, he 'controlled' an iron-pestle-like black treasure; each shake produced dozens of phantom images attacking the opponent, and within these phantoms, the illusory and real intertwined, as if driven to a state of divine mastery.

This old man, relying solely on his own power, had pressed Bai Yaoyi and the other into a disadvantage, yet maintained an air of casual ease.

However, the inspection elder's jade bottle seemed to possess boundless power—the sprayed black and white qi absorbed everything, whether blue 'colored' thunderlight or the black pestle's phantoms, over half were caught by the talisman. Combined with Bai Yaoyi's two silver 'colored' flying swords, which also packed considerable power, the two together could at least hold their ground for now.

Han Li's pupils flashed with blue light as he swept his gaze over the old man; his pupils involuntarily contracted, and his expression 'color' shifted slightly.

This old man was actually a tenth-level transformed demon beast! Even with his Ming Qing Spirit Eye divine ability, he could not see through the opponent's true form.

His heart jolted, and the cyan light Han Li had transformed into flashed to the edge of the three-way battle in an instant, yet he did not linger—his escape speed suddenly doubled. Under the piercing light, the cyan rainbow was about to skim beneath the three combatants and rush into the hall.

"Courting death!" That old man, being a tenth-level demon beast, how could he allow someone to slip away right under his nose? Though he instantly saw Han Li's mid-Nascent Soul cultivation from the escape light, he gave it no thought. With one hand, he casually pointed at the blue 'colored' light net.

As the blue clouds trembled, a booming roar rose, and suddenly, dozens of pale cyan thunderfire shot out from the net, striking downward at Han Li. These fist-sized thunderfire, upon being 'shot', instantly transformed into skull-sized giants, instantly covering a radius of over twenty zhang, leaving Han Li's escape light nowhere to dodge.

Within the escape light, Han Li frowned, but the light did not pause. However, the humanoid puppet behind him suddenly materialized within the light, then raised its hand—a small bow wrapped in red flames appeared in its grasp, and the other hand merely gave the bowstring a light pull.

The same booming sound rang out; countless fire arrows shot toward the blue 'colored' thunderfire from within the escape light, and the two collided in midair, instantly bursting into blooming red and blue flames—truly extraordinarily beautiful.

Though the fire arrows' power fell short of the blue thunderfire by a measure, this head-on strike caused the blue thunderfire to falter slightly, and the cyan rainbow blinked past from below the battle group, directly entering the hall through the gate.

"Eh!" A sound of surprise came from the old man's mouth.

Despite this tenth-level demon beast's astonishing cultivation, even with the escape light blocking the view, he instantly saw Han Li's humanoid puppet appear behind him, his heart jolted with surprise. But seeing Han Li fly into the hall, he frowned and did not pursue with magic, instead turning his gaze back, still focusing on the enemy before him, and suddenly intensified his attack by three parts.

Bai Yaoyi felt the same extreme surprise.

Although this woman had not truly seen Han Li within the escape light due to its speed, that fleeting cyan rainbow was eerily familiar; after a moment's thought, she also knew the escape light's owner could only be Han Li.

"Could it be that the Grand Elder and the others have already emerged from the Xu Jade Cave!"

This woman naturally harbored secret doubts, but seeing the opposing great enemy suddenly amplify the power of his treasure, she could not dwell on it, only frantically pouring spiritual power into her two flying swords, driving them to surge forth like flood dragons leaving the sea, to assist the Ye-surnamed elder in barely resisting the enemy's overwhelming momentum.

The gray-haired elder, likewise surprised that the cyan rainbow could withstand the old demon's thunderfire strike and rush into the hall, though he felt this escape light somewhat unfamiliar, since the opposing old demon had already moved to block it, and the escape light carried not a trace of demonic aura, he naturally considered it friendly, not hostile, and gave it no further thought—merely urging the jade bottle in midair to make its black and white spiritual light shine brilliantly.

Although he held a 'Two Qi Bottle' imitation treasure, with his and Bai Yaoyi's combined mid-level cultivation, resisting a tenth-level demon beast was still somewhat strained.

At this moment, Han Li's light faded, and his entire form appeared ten zhang or so to the other side of the hall gate, where he revealed his figure.

He swept his gaze, intending to first observe the situation inside the hall.

But before he could see anything clearly, he suddenly heard a burst of aged, wild laughter:

"Another one come to die—good! One more or one less makes no difference—come in, you, for this venerable self!"

Han Li started, not yet having time to react, when he suddenly felt a flash of black 'colored' rosy light around his head, followed by the scenery shifting—his whole body strangely appearing in a space surrounded on all sides by rolling, murky demonic aura.

He had inexplicably been trapped by some treasure.

Han Li naturally started in fright!

The surrounding demonic aura violently churned, then surged forward with overwhelming momentum, as if it would crush him to death.

Han Li drew a deep breath, his hands hidden in his sleeves suddenly clenched into fists.

Instantly, thunder roared across his body, a layer of gold 'colored' electric arcs burst forth, enveloping him in an instant.

Then, with a shake of both sleeves, dozens of gold 'colored' small swords shot forth, circling Han Li slightly before turning into fragments of golden light, shielding him outside the electric arcs.

At this time, those dark and gloomy demonic qi also surged from all directions toward Han Li, striking the golden light directly.

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