Chapter 1190: Collecting the Liquid

Seeing this scene, Han Li took a deep breath, shook the wings on his back, and vanished from his original spot.

The next moment, he appeared at his original position beside the formation and beckoned to the three magic tools on the ground without a word.

The gourd, jade bottle, and round bowl immediately soared into the air and began to circle above Han Li's head.

And at this moment, the round moon in the sky tilted, and a strange silver beam of light shot down from the moon, enveloping the Tianlan beast below.

Then, the fragrance flared, and the surface of the round moon suddenly rippled with water light. As it tilted slightly, something began to drip from the moon.

Han Li did not hesitate any longer. His body flickered, and he shot into the sky as a streak of green rainbow, carrying the three magic tools above his head.

At this time, the round moon finally dripped a ball of milky white liquid the size of a fist. But the moment it left the round moon, the liquid transformed into specks of white light, falling slowly toward the Tianlan beast below along the silver beam of light. Eerily, all the light specks could only exist within that beam of light; if they drifted outside the range of the beam, they would immediately vanish.

And these white light specks, upon coming into contact with the demon beast's body, vanished into it one by one.

The Tianlan beast, which had been listless from resisting the tribulation, immediately felt its spirit soar after absorbing just a few balls of white light. It sprayed out a stream of demon aura, actually sucking all the light specks falling in mid-air into its mouth, and then, as if stimulated by something, its body size swelled by another large margin.

Water ripples swayed in the moon, and it seemed another ball of liquid was slowly dripping out of the round moon, also transforming into countless white lights and drifting down.

At this time, the green rainbow approached the round moon in the dark clouds after a few flickers. But when it was still a hundred feet away, silver light suddenly flickered in the nearby air, and countless silver arcs roared and appeared from the clouds. As they flashed wildly, they all pounced toward Han Li.

For a time, it seemed as if countless silver snakes were pouncing on Han Li, with an astonishing momentum.

Even though Han Li had experienced many great storms, he was startled by the scene before him.

However, fortunately, the Tianlan beast had mentioned this matter during the transmission, so although he was surprised, he flipped his hand, and an object he had prepared long ago appeared in his hand.

It shone with green light; it was precisely the spirit treasure, the Eight-Spirit Ruler!

Seeing countless silver arcs about to strike, Han Li waved the wooden ruler in his hand while in the escape light.

Silver lotus flowers the size of a palm appeared all around, densely packed, protecting the green rainbow from wind and rain.

The silver arcs struck the lotus flowers, exploding with bursts of thunder, and countless slender arcs jumped and flashed.

The lotus flowers dissipated under the barrage of so many arcs, but immediately another batch surged out from within the escape light, as if endless, truly blocking the astonishing lightning strikes.

The green rainbow flashed and arrived near the dark clouds in the blink of an eye, only ten feet away from the round moon.

And just as the second ball of milky white liquid dripped from the round moon, the moment Han Li's escape light stopped, it was as if he were in some forbidden land, and countless arcs struck from all directions.

This time, it seemed even denser than before.

Wrapped in countless silver lotus flowers, Han Li ignored these arcs and suddenly pointed at the three magic tools before him.

The gourd, jade bottle, and round bowl immediately transformed into three clusters of spiritual light and shot toward the silver moon.

And the moment they left Han Li's escape light, countless dense arcs engulfed Han Li.

A lightning strike, even more ferocious than the previous one, exploded near Han Li. For a time, Han Li seemed to be in a stormy sea of lightning. Although the Eight-Spirit Ruler's lotus flowers were endless, they gradually showed signs of being unable to hold on.

The area protected by the lotus flowers shrank rapidly, flying toward Han Li.

But Han Li ignored all of this, instead focusing entirely on maneuvering the three magic tools to slowly fly toward the round moon.

Indeed, they were flying slowly!

For some reason, the moment the gourd and other magic tools approached within three feet of the round moon, they each became as heavy as ten thousand pounds, as if triggering some restriction, their escape speed becoming as slow as a snail, only able to approach the round moon bit by bit.

And at this time, the round moon had finished dripping the second ball of spiritual liquid, and as the white light swayed, it became increasingly blurred, as if it were about to vanish immediately.

At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky churned again, and a huge spiritual pressure, which even Han Li felt surprised by, was slowly taking shape. This was clearly a signal that the ninth wave of lightning was about to begin.

Watching the magic tools still slowly approaching, only a few feet away from the round moon, Han Li could no longer remain calm.

His eyes flashed with essence, and suddenly he shouted loudly. Concentrating his spiritual sense, he suddenly released a Loss-of-Soul Spike toward the vicinity of the round moon.

An invisible giant force acted near the round moon, and a ripple like water waves appeared and swayed around the round moon. The three magic tools happened to be within the range of this ripple's swaying, and their escape speed increased by thirty percent.

Seeing this, Han Li did not hesitate to open his mouth again, spraying out a mouthful of essence blood, and his ten fingers flicked rapidly at the essence blood.

The essence blood immediately transformed into a mist of blood and vanished in a flash.

An eerie scene appeared!

The three magic tools, which had originally been of different colors, emitted blood-colored strange light the moment the blood mist vanished. Trembling, they actually broke free from their restraints simultaneously and vanished into the round moon in the void.

But almost at the same time, the round moon, which had already been somewhat blurred, vanished in a flash.

Only the three magic tools remained, floating alone in the void.

Whether the three magic tools had collected anything from the round moon or were empty-handed, even Han Li could not say clearly.

After an earth-shattering thunderclap, all the scattered arcs that had been striking Han Li's escape light vanished into a certain part of the dark clouds.

Seeing this scene, Han Li was not relieved; instead, his face revealed a look of solemnity.

His gaze flickered a few times, and he beckoned into the distance.

The gourd and other magic tools shot back immediately.

Han Li did not say a word, his body flared with green light, wrapping the three magic tools and shooting downward. In the blink of an eye, he arrived beside the formation below.

He glanced at the three magic tools, grabbed the yellow gourd floating there with one hand, looked inside, and with a flip of his hand, made it vanish without a trace.

As for the other two magic tools, he did not even look at them, directly storing them in his storage bag.

From beginning to end, Han Li's expression remained as usual, not revealing the slightest abnormality. But judging from the faint fragrance emanating from the magic tools, it was clear that Han Li had not been busy for nothing this time.

The Tianlan beast did not care about this at all; at this moment, its body and mind were attracted by the tribulation in the sky.

The scattered arcs in the high sky had all vanished, but a powerful fluctuation came from the dark clouds directly facing the beast, making it not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

The beast's silver demon cloud had vanished completely, and it stood in the formation with its demon body exposed, not even releasing the previous gray-white demon aura, seemingly knowing that these demon auras were of no help to the lightning tribulation below.

Han Li smiled faintly, just as he was about to say something to the beast, a muffled thunderclap came from the sky.

A giant silver arc as thick as a water vat suddenly appeared beneath the dark clouds, over twenty feet long. After flashing with silver light a few times, it pounced toward the Tianlan beast below like a giant silver dragon. Before it had truly fallen, the silver lightning emitted from the giant dragon almost illuminated half the sky, with an astonishing momentum.

The Tianlan beast below saw this scene, its expression changed greatly, and without thinking, it opened its mouth wide, spraying out a gray, hazy round bead that spun incessantly above its head.

It was precisely its life-critical Demon Core!

But before the silver dragon could pounce on the beast, Han Li, outside the formation, acted.

He raised his hand, and a small silver shield shot out, transforming into a silver light screen that enveloped the Tianlan beast, and then he watched the silver dragon pounce from the sky leisurely, smiling without a word.

And the Tianlan beast, seeing this scene, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

With a loud "boom," the silver dragon struck the silver light screen solidly, exploding with dazzling light. The silver light screen trembled violently, but then it returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

And after the silver lightning dragon's strike was ineffective, it did not dissipate or vanish, but instead circled the light screen incessantly.

The giant thunder sound came from the surface of the light screen from time to time, but every time it struck, the silver dragon's body size shrank by a circle. After striking a dozen times, the silver dragon was already half the size it had been originally.

"Very well, Fellow Daoist can withdraw the treasure first; I can handle it myself." The Tianlan beast suddenly shouted loudly at Han Li from within the silver screen.

Han Li was not surprised upon hearing this, covering the formation lightly with one hand, and immediately the silver light screen vanished in a flash.

On the way here, the demon beast had already warned Han Li in advance.

Although the demon race's Transformation Tribulation can be guarded by others, or even have the power of the tribulation reduced, the one undergoing it must withstand at least a small portion of the power of each wave of lightning strikes on their own. Otherwise, this wave of lightning strikes would repeat itself and never fade. Therefore, what it called asking Han Li to act was merely wanting Han Li to wear down the majority of the power of the remaining three waves of lightning strikes.

Therefore, upon hearing the other party's words, Han Li naturally withdrew the silver shield immediately.

And without the silver screen's protection, the lightning dragon immediately pounced on the Tianlan beast, but was blocked in front by the gray-white Demon Core.

The giant arc struck the core, causing the round bead to tremble slightly, but it hovered in place without moving, easily blocking the lightning strike, whose power had been greatly reduced.

Subsequently, no matter from which direction the silver dragon pounced on the Tianlan beast, it was blocked a step earlier by this Demon Core. Amidst the thunderous sounds, the silver dragon's volume shrank rapidly.

Han Li watched this scene, stroked his chin, looked up at the sky again, and pondered indifferently in his heart:

"It seems that reducing the power of the last two waves of lightning strikes is not a problem at all. After all, it is only the tribulation of an eighth-level demon beast. Even if it is terrifying to a demon beast of this rank, it doesn't take much effort for me to block it. The key is whether this beast can withstand the remaining power of the tribulation on its own!"

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