Chapter 1248: Array, Altar, Giant Cauldron

With a strange cry, a black shadow stumbled out from the depths of the mist, actually a pale red demon bird several feet long, with a pair of blue eyes and a purple crown on its head. But a hole the size of a fist on one of its wings was gushing fresh beast blood.

This bird seemed extremely fierce, although it was already seriously injured, it still pounced on Han Li fiercely. But this is not a strange thing; fire-attribute demon beasts are originally much more fierce and irritable than demon beasts of other attributes.

Han Li sighed and flicked his five fingers casually with one hand.

"Puff" sounds of breaking through the air came one after another, and five red threads shot out, flashed, and pierced through various parts of the demon bird's body, then circled and tightened hard.

With the flashing of red light, the demon bird was cut into pieces of flesh.

They were precisely the fire spirit threads as fine as hair! The terrifying nature of this treasure was fully displayed when facing slightly lower opponents.

Han Li beckoned with one hand, and those red threads flew back on their own, flashed, and disappeared into his palm.

As he went deeper into the sea of mist, the appearing demon beasts became more frequent and numerous, and in a short time, more than a dozen demon beasts were killed by Han Li.

Once, five or six fire apes a zhang long appeared simultaneously, pouncing together. If it were an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, they would naturally be in a mess, but with Han Li's current cultivation, it was naturally not worth mentioning.

He just opened his mouth and sprayed a sword a few inches tall, and with one circle, he lightly killed the four fire apes known for their copper heads and iron arms.

However, after he went deeper for a distance, he finally encountered the first real trouble.

At this moment, more than ten feet away, a red light group the size of a zhang was changing constantly. Sometimes it changed into the form of a tiger or wolf, sometimes into the form of a demon bird, without any fixed form, as if it were an intangible object.

Han Li looked at this object coldly, suddenly raised a hand, and several golden sword auras slashed continuously.

After the golden light passed, it easily cut the object into several pieces, but after the sword aura dissipated, the red light gathered toward the middle again and recovered as before without any effort.

Han Li frowned, then pinched a spell with both hands, suddenly opened his mouth, and a purple light pillar sprayed out, flashing and piercing a hole the size of a bowl in the center of the light group.

It was precisely a secret technique Han Li newly realized after advancing to the late stage of Nascent Soul, which was to compress the already refined Purple Luo Extreme Fire and then spray it out with powerful spiritual power.

In this way, its power was naturally extraordinary.

Although this time, the light group still recovered after a while, the speed of healing was significantly slower than before.

"Sure enough, as the rumors say, these fire evil spirits are really tricky. Even the extreme cold flames that restrain their attributes are not very effective. No wonder Cold Li Ancestor's memory was somewhat wary of this kind of demon." Han Li muttered to himself.

But at this moment, the form of the red light group on the opposite side changed, turning into a demon ghost that was completely crimson, spraying red flames and pouncing directly toward this side.

Han Li's face sank, he slapped the void with one hand, and a green giant hand appeared above the demon ghost's head, grabbing down like lightning, and grabbed the demon ghost in its hand, and squeezed with five fingers slightly.

With the flashing of red light, the demon ghost's body was broken into pieces without a sound. But the next moment, these red lights gathered together nearby and recovered again.

Han Li's mouth curled into a sneer, and he slapped his storage bag with one hand, seemingly about to take out some treasure. But at this moment, a clear sound came from his body, and a red light flashed on his shoulder, revealing a small red bird, only a few inches tall, small and exquisite.

Han Li's gaze shifted to the bird, and he was stunned.

It was actually the true fire spirit transformed by the Taiyin True Fire.

Han Li revealed a look of surprise, and before he could figure out why this fire took the initiative to appear, the fire bird spread its wings and flew out, shooting directly toward the red light group opposite.

On the way, the bird's body expanded wildly, turning into a size of a foot in a few flashes, and opened its mouth to peck at the light group.

Strange to say, the intangible body of the light group was pecked into a gap by this bird.

Just a few pecks, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared, and the fire group couldn't recover as before.

But this fire evil spirit seemed to have low intelligence and felt no pain at all, just changing its form constantly as if it felt uncomfortable, wanting to get rid of the Taiyin fire bird.

But the fire bird's pair of claws grabbed the body of this fire evil spirit tightly, and no matter how it changed, it didn't move at all, but the speed of its sharp beak pecking increased greatly, and in the blink of an eye, this ball of fire light lost half of its body.

Seeing this scene, Han Li laughed lightly.

He never expected that the Taiyin fire bird could also restrain the most troublesome fire evil spirit in the Fire Prison. In this way, he saved a lot of trouble.

So Han Li watched the unique demon object of the Fire Prison being swallowed by the Taiyin fire bird with a relaxed expression. After a while, the demon object was swallowed clean.

Then the fire bird let out a clear long cry, circled, and flew back to Han Li's shoulder, cleaning its feathers, seemingly not wanting to return to Han Li's body immediately.

Naturally, there couldn't be only this one fire evil spirit in the sea of mist, and Han Li naturally wouldn't forcibly put away the bird. Instead, he urged his escape light and disappeared into the sea of mist again.

This mountain range covered by the sea of mist was indeed unimaginably large, and with Han Li's restricted divine sense, he didn't dare to fly too fast, so it took a full three days before he finally arrived at his destination, above a huge dead volcano.

And along the way, he killed nearly a hundred demon beasts of various levels, including several seventh-level peak fierce beasts that were only one step away from the eighth-level transformation. As for the eighth-level demon beasts that had truly transformed, once they opened their intelligence, they wouldn't stay in the Fire Prison, but would look for other places to cultivate.

As for fire evil spirits, they were rare, only encountering two more. They were all swallowed by the Taiyin fire bird and didn't really cause him any trouble.

However, after passing through a fire lake area in the mountain range, Han Li had to slow down his escape speed significantly. Because the crimson fire pillars spraying from the lake had no signs at all, and their power was not small.

Although Han Li was not afraid of these fire pillars, he naturally didn't want to waste his magic power to resist them.

This was why he slowed down his escape speed cautiously and passed through this area slowly.

Now Han Li had landed on the edge of the circular crater, looking forward with his arms crossed, his eyes flickering.

He slapped the storage bag at his waist with one hand, and a stack of thick array flags and array disks appeared in his hand, which he threw backward. Then silver light flashed behind him, and another "Han Li" appeared strangely, beckoning with his hand, and a large piece of silver mist flew out, collecting these array-setting tools into his hand.

It was the puppet controlled by the second Nascent Soul.

This puppet flickered and turned into a silver rainbow and flew away, disappearing into the mist in the blink of an eye.

Han Li sat down in place and closed his eyes to rest.

After a meal's time, the sound of breaking through the air came, and the puppet appeared in front of him empty-handed.

Han Li opened his eyes again, looked at the puppet, and nodded indifferently.

The puppet flickered and disappeared again.

And Han Li's whole body shone with spiritual light, and he turned into a green rainbow and flew out, flashing a few times, and stopped at the center of the crater, where the light converged, revealing Han Li's figure again.

Han Li looked at the environment nearby, raised a hand, and a white thing that had been held in

After this object spun rapidly in the air, its size expanded wildly amidst the spiritual light, finally transforming into a giant object over ten zhang tall, which then plummeted to the ground.

It caused the nearby ground to tremble slightly, appearing extremely heavy.

It was actually a small altar refined from pure white jade, but its surface was inscribed with various talismans, clearly having become a magic treasure-grade existence.

Han Li flipped his palm again, and a small, hazy blue tripod appeared in his hand.

He muttered an incantation and struck several magic seals onto the tripod.

The small tripod spun rapidly, releasing a burst of spiritual light, while its size expanded wildly, becoming as large as a zhang.

Han Li flicked his finger lightly at the tripod, and the lid flew open instantly. A humming sound emanated from the tripod, and a blue halo of light sprayed out, then rippled outward rapidly.

A "hissing" sound erupted, and wherever the blue light passed, a thick layer of glistening blue ice appeared on the ground.

It was actually the Dry Blue Ice Flame!

And that small blue tripod was naturally the replica spirit treasure obtained from the hands of the Master of the Small Extreme Palace back then, the Dry Blue Tripod.

There were originally two such tripods, and both had fallen into Han Li's hands.

At this moment, wherever the blue light passed, all the red mist retreated in succession. In the blink of an eye, the crater became exceptionally clear, and the mist was forcibly pushed out.

Seeing this, Han Li smiled slightly and pointed a single hand at the giant tripod. The tripod floated away lightly, circled once, and landed in the center of the altar in front of him.

As for Han Li, he had somehow produced a palm-sized blue array disk in his hand. He struck several magic seals onto it rapidly, and a muffled thunderous sound suddenly came from the ground near the altar; a giant magic array actually emerged.

The altar was located at the center of this magic array, with spiritual light of various colors flickering incessantly. At this moment, the giant tripod, the altar, and the magic array seemed to have been one integrated whole from the start, and the Dry Blue Ice Flame within the tripod seemed inexhaustible, spraying blue light without pause.

The blue ice covered every part of the crater.

At this time, Han Li, with a solemn expression, pointed at the array disk in his hand several more times. Suddenly, the entire magic array emitted a huge roar, and dozens of blue light pillars shot into the sky from the edge of the crater simultaneously, transforming into a giant light cage that completely sealed off the nearby space.

Each light pillar was brilliantly blue and dozens of zhang high, with an exceptionally astonishing aura.

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