Chapter 1114

The golden light transformed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords danced slightly, like individual carriage wheels, hacking the surrounding demonic Qi until it retreated and dissipated in disarray, unable to get even a fraction of an inch close.

Seeing that this demonic Qi was not as troublesome as he had imagined, Han Li felt a weight lift from his heart, yet his expression remained unusually gloomy, his gaze sweeping incessantly in all directions.

Unfortunately, apart from the pitch-black colors all around, there was nothing else that caught his attention.

"The few flying swords you've refined are actually quite good. Wait for this Venerable One to collect them and keep them for some amusement." A surprised voice, that of the Azure Dragon, came from somewhere unknown, and immediately after, it revealed a greedy intent directly toward Han Li's flying swords.

Han Li was startled upon hearing this, then a cold sneer appeared on his face. He shook one of his sleeves, and a mass of three-colored light slid out from the cuff. As the spiritual light converged, it transformed into that Three-Flame Fan in the palm of his hand.

With the opponent speaking so arrogantly, he had to treat this with caution.

Just after completing this action, the demonic Qi above his head shook violently, and at the same time, a whistling sound rose up. After the demonic Qi rolled like a stormy sea, a huge vortex appeared out of thin air.

This vortex was pitch-black, with a diameter of at least ten zhang. As soon as it emerged, it began to spin rapidly, simultaneously emitting a strange, shrill whistling sound.

A large expanse of black glowing mist immediately shot out from the center of the vortex, flying and rolling aggressively toward the area below.

Han Li was startled, knowing things were not looking good. Without time to think, he hurriedly pinched a sword technique with one hand.

A long, clear ringing sound immediately erupted from the golden light around him. The originally expansive golden sword light suddenly shrank, and amidst the ceaseless flowing of light, it transformed into a golden lotus that began to rotate slowly.

Just at this moment, the black mist covered down, wrapping the entire golden lotus within it.

The moment the two made contact, they emitted a strange sound like countless blades and swords clashing, which was extremely piercing to the ears and made one feel deeply unsettled.

Han Li suddenly felt his spirit shake; the flying swords that had transformed into the golden lotus were simultaneously being pulled by a massive force, appearing as if they were about to break free from his control and fly to a higher place.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, and the magic power within his body was suddenly fully circulated.

If it were an ordinary Core Formation mid-stage cultivator facing this massive suction force, they might truly be unable to control their natal magic treasure. However, after Han Li cultivated the Great Expansion Sword Art, his cultivation base was far deeper than that of cultivators at the same stage. Plus, these Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords had been re-refined with rare materials several times, making them far from comparable to ordinary magic treasures.

As a result, under Han Li's urgent sword technique and the forceful suppression of his magic power, the golden lotus finally managed to resist this suction force amidst a violent tremor, still rotating around Han Li and blocking the black glowing mist spewing from the vortex.

At this moment, Han Li did not hesitate to light up the feather fan in his hand, and with a solemn expression, he fanned it toward the vortex in the sky.

With a "Puchi" sound, a three-colored pillar of fire surged out from the fan, directly colliding with the black glowing mist descending from above.

A violent, dense sound of explosions immediately rang out at the intersection of the two. The moment the three-colored flames and the black mist touched, they burst apart like boiling oil meeting cold water.

Clearly, the three-colored flames were far stronger than the black glowing mist. Amidst the flashing of runes, they only paused slightly before easily crushing the mist like dry wood, charging in one go into the vortex over ten zhang high, and then disappearing strangely in a flash.

Han Li's gaze narrowed, watching the sky without blinking.

A moment later, a buzzing sound came from the black vortex, and as the black light around it expanded and contracted, a heaven-shaking loud noise came from the center.

Within several tens of zhang in the sky, the demonic Qi rolled and surged as if gone mad, and the vortex disappeared into thin air amidst a great burst of black light.

Han Li's expression was gloomy. With a flick of one hand, the Three-Flame Fan also disappeared, and there was not the slightest look of triumph on his face.

After all, this one fan had immediately consumed nearly twenty percent of his magic power, yet it seemed not to have harmed the opponent in the slightest.

"A replica Spirit Treasure? So it is you. Is your surname Han?" That old voice came over with a strange tone, sounding quite surprised.

"How do you know me?" Han Li's expression shifted. He vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he asked slowly without changing his expression.

"Hehe! This feather fan Spirit Treasure of yours that can spew three-colored flames is just too easy to recognize. When in Mount Mount Kunwu, I heard you ruined a good thing for this Venerable One's Vice Valley Master. Now, what are you doing at the Little Extreme Palace?" The old voice gave a faint laugh and said noncommittally.

"Vice Valley Master? Are you Fellow Daoist Che of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley?" Han Li's heart was filled with awe, and his expression changed. Although he did not know much about the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, he naturally could not have failed to hear a little about this Valley Master. Although many people could not clearly state this person's true cultivation, Han Li estimated that even that Ten Thousand Year Corpse Bear had Nascent Soul late-stage cultivation, so this person was likely one of the few old demons in the mortal world comparable to a Spirit Transformation cultivator.

Otherwise, if the Ten Thousand Demon Valley stood so brazenly within the Great Jin territory, it would have been swept away countless times by the ten great righteous and demonic sects.

"Not bad, it is indeed this old man! I heard from Bear Master that you have some connection with this Venerable One's old acquaintance, Fairy Linglong, and even returned to the ninth floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower with her. Now that the ninth floor's True Demon Qi has been resealed, you have also appeared here safe and sound. It seems Fairy Linglong has already returned safely to the Spirit Realm." When the old voice said the words "Spirit Realm," the voice involuntarily changed, sounding as if it were somewhat excited, yet also somewhat fearful.

"Linglong has indeed returned to the Spirit Realm through the Reverse Star Disk. Do you know her?" Han Li's expression was uncertain, and he asked slowly. But in his sleeve, spiritual light flashed on one hand, and a green wooden ruler appeared silently, while his other hand suddenly held that fire cauldron which had transformed to a few inches in size.

"I am just a nobody in the Spirit Realm; how could I be acquainted with the Demon King's consort? However, since Fairy Linglong sent you out, she must have left something with you. In addition, is that Eight-Spirit Ruler Spirit Treasure that originally suppressed the Ancient Demon also on you? Do not say words like this ruler has already been taken to the Spirit Realm by Fairy Linglong; the Eight-Spirit Ruler cannot be taken to another realm through the power of crossing realms without being refined by the All-Treasures Art." The old voice changed, suddenly becoming icy cold.

Han Li's eyelids twitched, but he remained silent. However, the five fingers gripping the green wooden ruler in his sleeve tightened a few degrees without him realizing it.

"What, is this question from this old man hard to answer, or does Fellow Daoist Han simply not wish to answer?" The old voice became increasingly sinister, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the surrounding demonic Qi, pressing down aggressively toward Han Li in the middle.

Although this aura was the terrifying cultivation base that only a genuine Level 10 demonic beast possessed, Han Li's spiritual sense was no weaker than that of a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator, so after his figure swayed slightly, he stood there motionless as if nothing had happened.

"Yi! You..." The old voice emitted a surprised light sound.

After Han Li sensed this powerful spiritual pressure, he narrowed his eyes, and a ray of crystalline light exploded from them.

"According to what people say, Fellow Daoist Che has been in closed-door life-or-death meditation in the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley for who knows how many years, and would not step out of the valley under ordinary circumstances. Now that you have come here, this is just a manifestation of yours, right? Otherwise, with Fellow Daoist Che's reputation, it is impossible for you to have only the spiritual power you have now." Han Li exhaled lightly, a strange expression appearing on his face.

"Even if so, what of it?" The old voice carried not the slightest emotion.

"Han Mou has not the slightest interest in the matters between you and the Little Extreme Palace, nor do I have any intention of interfering. I only wish to use the teleportation array here to leave. If you do not wish for me to join forces with the Little Extreme Palace, it would be better to let me go!" Han Li's voice turned cold, and he began to be impolite as well.

As long as it was not a Spirit Transformation stage cultivator, he naturally would not have any fear.

"Haha, this old man hasn't heard such threatening words from anyone in many years. I heard from Bear Master that you possess the Divine Thunder of Purity, and your divine abilities are not small, but the Divine Thunder of Purity is only useful against demonic Qi, and now that you are trapped in my Ten Thousand Demon Banner, do you really think you can contend with me? If you do not wish for your body and spirit to be destroyed, hand over what Fairy Linglong left you and the Eight-Spirit Ruler. If I am in a very good mood, letting you keep your life then is not impossible." Old Demon Che let out a wild laugh, then continued to threaten him sinisterly.

Han Li sighed inwardly; it seemed this Old Demon Che truly did not take him seriously, saying he would not let him leave easily.

However, he had heard of the great name of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner; many cultivators had said it was the replica closest to the power of a genuine Heaven-Connecting Spirit Treasure. No wonder this old demon was so arrogant and unwilling to give up easily.

Since he knew words could not move the opponent, Han Li stopped wasting his breath. He immediately raised one hand, and a mass of red light shot out. After circling once, it hovered motionless several zhang above his head.

It was precisely that nameless fire cauldron.

Han Li pinched a technique with both hands again, and the sound of an incantation came from his mouth.

As the cauldron burst with firelight, it swelled wildly against the wind, transforming into several zhang in size in the blink of an eye. Then, urged by his magic technique, the cauldron lid shot out, and a buzzing sound came from within the cauldron. Following that, fire crows the size of fists surged out from the cauldron, and in the blink of an eye, they densely filled the area around Han Li, with red light everywhere, numbering at least a thousand.

It seemed Han Li did not dare to underestimate the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, having actually unleashed the full power of the fire cauldron in one go.

Not only that, without anyone noticing, the Taiyin Fire Crow that had been standing motionless on Han Li's shoulder had disappeared at some unknown time, actually mixing into the flock of fire crows. With its whole body also flashing with red light, others would be completely unable to distinguish its abnormality.

Just at this moment, the sound of Han Li's incantation stopped. After a low shout, all the fire crows spat out crimson flames and shot toward all directions.

In the blink of an eye, wave after wave of fire several zhang high rose around Han Li, incessantly colliding with the nearby demonic Qi.

The scorching heat in the entire space grew intense, completely transforming it into a sea of crimson fire!

As the demonic Qi and the sea of fire made contact, black Qi and red flames intertwined and flashed, and masses of muffled, thunder-like explosions roared incessantly between the two, actually forcing the surrounding demonic Qi to slowly retreat.

"Mere petty tricks, and you want to break free from this Venerable One's Ten Thousand Demon Banner! Don't daydream." Old Demon Che's cold sneer came over, and immediately after, a long, sharp whistle was emitted, piercing directly through the nine heavens like metal and stone.

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