Chapter 1315

Originally, in the previous battle outside the valley, Xu Tian Xuan Ling certainly possessed great divine powers, but he never imagined that Huang Liang Lingjun and the youth of the Huan surname would have cultivation methods that were mutually complementary and supportive; after a brief entanglement, it actually felt as if they were facing a cultivator who had achieved great completion in the Void Refining stage.

Xu Tian was greatly startled, knowing there was absolutely no chance of victory, and immediately ceased fighting.

After a greeting, he led the other Spirit Race people and withdrew decisively and unusually far away.

Otherwise, the youth of the Huan surname and Huang Liang Lingjun would not have been able to reach the valley immediately.

At this time, the one-eyed giant with half its body still buried in the earth, upon seeing so many people, seemed to recall something; a ferocious light flashed in its eyes, it raised its head, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar like rolling thunder, then lowered its head, its single eye suddenly emitting piercing white light, followed by countless white silk-like strands shooting out wildly, enveloping not far away Huan Tianqi and Huang Liang Lingjun entirely.

"Hmph, I never expected that the Falling Yang Crystal would be completely refined. But merely some fire threads attempting to harm us is nothing but wishful thinking." Huang Liang Lingjun coldly snorted a few words to himself, then flicked his sleeve, and the treasure resembling a Bagua mirror reappeared, flashing and rapidly expanding to the size of a person, blocking in front of him.

When those white light strands struck the mirror, the mirror surface instantly burst with spiritual light, the light strands scattered and reflected back, shooting toward the giant's massive body. However, upon contacting the giant's body, these light strands flashed and sank in without being able to injure the giant in the slightest.

The youth of the Huan surname similarly used the spiritual power mirror in front of him to reflect back the incoming white light strands.

Seeing that its one-eyed attack was ineffective, the giant let out a low roar from its mouth, the light strands in its eyes ceased shooting instantly, a large hand spread its five fingers, like a giant palm fan, and swept directly toward Huang Liang Lingjun and the two others.

Before even making contact with the two, a whirlwind had already swept in first.

Huang Liang Lingjun's complexion darkened, he opened his mouth, and a white misty paper fan spat out from outside his mouth.

He grabbed the paper fan in one hand and fiercely swung it at the pressing giant hand.

In an instant, a white wind arose out of thin air, directly colliding with the incoming whirlwind, preventing the whirlwind from approaching the two by even a fraction.

Seeing the giant hand sweeping toward him, the youth of the Huan surname rubbed his two hands together, and a gray-colored electric arc appeared out of thin air.

This electric arc slightly deformed and transformed between his hands, forming an inconspicuous gray-colored long blade.

This blade looked narrow and sharp, dull and lusterless, utterly unremarkable.

At the same time, the youth muttered words under his breath, and fine yellow hairs appeared on his delicate face, while his eyes instantly turned dark green and gloomy.

After a loud shout, heavenly spiritual pressure erupted from the youth's body; the long blade in his hand merely gave a light swing, and a gray line suddenly slashed out.

With a "puchi" sound, the gray line suddenly expanded to about a zhang in size, flashed, and sank into the thumb on the giant's palm.

The gray line was extremely sharp; the giant's palm merely trembled, and the thumb fell off silently and soundlessly.

The giant let out a painful scream, its hand instinctively withdrew, the single eye on its forehead bulged round, and thick blood vessels appeared.

It stared fixedly at the youth of the Huan surname, and on its ugly face, a look of fury began to appear.

After the youth slashed with that blade, the gray-colored blade flashed and vanished, and simultaneously his complexion turned pale.

As if this blade had severely drained his vital energy.

"Fellow Daoist, take care—your blade seems to have truly angered it. Below, things may get serious. I don't know how its injuries will recover; if fully healed, it would be troublesome." Huang Liang Lingjun, after using the paper fan in his hand to dispel the whirlwind, stared at the giant's crimson single eye and spoke slowly.

"No need for you to say this, old man—I know it myself. Earlier, I was merely testing its true cultivation level; being so easily cut by me suggests it's just an ordinary giant. You and I can face it with confidence." The youth of the Huan surname stared at the giant's retracted palm and spoke calmly.

But before he finished speaking, the wound on the giant's palm suddenly flashed with a layer of green light.

Within the green light, countless blood vessels and flesh buds frenziedly grew; in the blink of an eye, a perfect thumb regenerated.

Following this, the thumb moved flexibly a few times, appearing completely unharmed.

The youth of the Huan surname first stared in shock, then inhaled a breath of cold air.

"Indestructible body!" Huang Liang Lingjun also shrank his pupils, muttering a sentence.

At this moment, the giant suddenly slapped both large hands against the ground on either side; with a "boom boom boom" sound, the entire Chaos Valley trembled violently.

The giant's stature suddenly increased by several times, finally standing up completely from the earth.

What made Huang Liang Lingjun and the demon youth's expressions ugly was that, the moment the giant stood up, it suddenly reached down into the mud beneath it with one hand and pulled out a pitch-black stone staff.

This staff was extraordinarily large—its length nearly half the giant's height—and from the faint green light shimmering on its surface, it appeared to be forged from the legendary Qingling Sand.

The weight of this rare material, compared to the same volume of refined iron, was heavier by a unit.

Such a terrifying weapon swung down—even if not a spiritual tool or treasure, probably few in the Void Refining stage would dare to take it head-on.

"It actually has a weapon—truly troublesome. Without going all out, it won't do." Huang Liang Lingjun's facial muscles twitched once.

"No need for you to say it, Huan Mou understands clearly. Let's attack—we must not let this vicious creature leave this place." The youth of the Huan surname spoke expressionlessly, then opened his mouth and let out a low roar.

Almost immediately, multicolored clouds flashed in midair, and a fist-sized flying moth appeared.

Indeed, it was Huan Tianqi's spirit insect, the mature Phantom Flame Moth!

The moth's body trembled, and within the gorgeous cloud light, it instantly expanded wildly, suddenly becoming about a zhang in size.

Meanwhile, the youth lowered his body slightly, yellow-colored beast hairs grew several inches on his body, his figure swelled, and his mouth and nose began to bestialize and turn ferocious.

In the blink of an eye, he actually transformed into a half-beast, half-human half-demon.

Meanwhile, Huang Liang Lingjun sat cross-legged, slapped his own Tianling Gai with one hand, and a yellow-colored cloud light rose from his head, supporting a half-foot-sized Nascent Soul.

This Nascent Soul's appearance and features were identical to Huang Liang Lingjun's, wearing a set of brilliant silver battle armor, one hand holding a green-colored small sword, the other grasping a white jade great seal.

The entire Nascent Soul was nearly indistinguishable from a True Person, with no trace of illusory feeling.

The Nascent Soul suddenly opened its eyes—both eyes—and raised its hand; the great seal left its hand and was sacrificed, expanding to the size of several mu, and amid myriad rays of cloud light, it came crashing down heavily toward the giant's head.

While the half-demon-transformed Huan Tianqi suddenly turned into a flowing light and shot out, simultaneously his hands clenched into claws, and he suddenly manifested a blurry void grasp.

Strands of crystalline claw light, seemingly substantive, floated out of thin air; amidst the strange sound of space being torn, countless such lights densely slashed toward the giant.

Following this, the light into which the demon transformed flashed once, and actually dissolved into the claw light, strangely vanishing from sight.

The giant's furious roar did not cease; its single eye began emitting paths of crimson light pillars, and simultaneously it swung the stone staff with one hand, aiming at the great seal falling from above and struck it hard.

The other hand reached toward the ground, grasped empty air, and a large clump of earth was drawn into its hand; after yellow light flickered, it condensed into a boulder several zhang in diameter.

Then, as the hand moved, the boulder, accompanied by howling wind, was hurled toward Huang Liang Lingjun opposite.

At this moment, the claw light and the blood-red light pillars collided, producing a booming explosion; after another earth-shaking roar, the iron staff hard-hit the great seal……

The great battle officially began!

Han Li hid in the air, watching the battle between one person, one demon, and the giant, his brows furrowed into a knot.

Indeed, worthy of a battle between a Void Refining cultivator and the legendary ancient giant; under his spiritual sense perception, every move of the three caused the heavenly and earthly qi to tremble incessantly.

Especially after Huang Liang Lingjun's Nascent Soul left the body, the great seal commanded by the Nascent Soul, before each strike, frenziedly absorbed nearby spiritual energy into itself, increasing its power by nearly half; otherwise, even if the great seal itself possessed astonishing power, it absolutely could not withstand several blows from such a massive stone staff.

The one whose body transformed into a crystalline flowing light half-demon youth, his body flickering in and out, was astonishingly like a great vortex, constantly absorbing nearby spiritual energy at all times.

As for the one-eyed giant, with its mouth opening and closing unconsciously, it unconsciously inhaled and exhaled large amounts of spiritual energy.

The amount of spiritual energy it inhaled and exhaled was far greater than that of Huang Liang Lingjun and Hua Tianqi combined, but in terms of purity, it fell short of the two.

Han Li, for the first time at such close range, observed the battle of a Void Refinement cultivator, and naturally could not help but combine his own cultivation techniques to verify them.

As a result, he actually gained quite a lot.

When Han Li was watching intently, his complexion suddenly twitched, and he abruptly turned his head, gazing into empty space at a certain spot to the side.

Although there seemed to be nothing there, and his spiritual sense detected nothing useful, his spiritual eyes, which had been cleansed countless times by spiritual liquid, still faintly perceived an unusually blurry, transparent shadow standing there, likewise observing the battle below.

"Xu Tian!" Although Han Li's spiritual eyes could not yet see the person clearly, only someone with such ability could remain hidden here undetected, and it seemed only this member of the Spirit Race could do so.

Han Li secretly rejoiced and muttered to himself.

For him, the more chaotic the situation, the greater the opportunity.

Just as Han Li stared silently at the transparent shadow, the shadow moved, suddenly lifting its head, and actually glanced at Han Li's position.

Han Li's heart jolted.

Fortunately, the shadow immediately lowered its head again, unknown whether it had truly detected Han Li's presence or if that glance had merely been unintentional.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, his complexion shifting between light and dark.

The battle below lasted a full half day. Under the destruction of the giant and the two Void Refinement cultivators, the entire Chaos Valley had already been completely transformed into another appearance. Not only was the ground pitted with depressions, but there were large pits over half a kilometer in size everywhere. Moreover, the originally existing gray mist in the valley had long been blown away by the astonishing spiritual pressure of the three.

Furthermore, due to the three disturbing the heavenly and earthly qi, causing abrupt changes, the nearby sky alternated between dark clouds and torrential rain, clear skies for thousands of miles with the blazing sun high above, then wind and snow flying together with blade-like winds dancing wildly, then hail filling the sky with mud and stones falling like rain.

Besides the few palace-clad young women and other Soul Transformation cultivators who could still watch from afar, everyone else had already retreated from Chaos Valley, fearing to be drawn in and lose their lives.

It appeared that the one-eyed giant was still ferocious, its stone club attacks showing no sign of stopping, but Han Li could see clearly that, under the deliberate maneuvering of Huang Liang Lingjun and Hua Tianqi, even though the giant had heavenly and earthly spiritual energy to replenish its strength, it had now reached the point of being spent, and whether swinging its stone club or hurling boulders, its speed was far inferior to what it had been at the beginning, and defeat was merely a matter of time.

At once, Huang Liang Lingjun and Hua Tianqi both brightened their eyes, knowing this battle had finally come to its end, when the young man of the Huan surname used the claws of the half-demonic empress, taking advantage of the giant being slightly distracted by Huang Liang Lingjun's attack, to once again sever one of the giant's toes, and although the giant howled in pain, no emerald light appeared at the wound, and no limb regenerated.

At once, Huang Liang Lingjun and Hua Tianqi both brightened their eyes, knowing this battle had finally come to its end.

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