Chapter 1330

Although it is impossible to judge the tier and divine abilities solely by the appearance of a treasure, generally speaking, treasures with special forms such as "tripods," "lamps," and "mirrors" all possess some special divine abilities that are hard to guard against. 【Web】

Especially after the Profound Heaven Tripod was activated, the spiritual pressure it emitted far exceeded that of ordinary treasures, causing the man with hanging eyebrows to become highly vigilant, vaguely feeling that this battle would not be too easy.

Thinking this, the man with hanging eyebrows did not hesitate to launch the first attack.

Pinching a magic seal with both hands, the blue light dots around his body converged, transforming into grains of brilliant blue sand that shot into the sky. Then, these sand grains blurred slightly, multiplying by ten, then by a hundred. In the blink of an eye, a thick sand cloud covered half the sky within the light curtain.

At the same time, the giant silver wheel also disappeared within the sand cloud.

With a loud shout, the sand cloud flashed with deep blue strange light, pressing directly down towards Han Li gloomily. As the sand grains rubbed and rolled, the sound of thunder could be vaguely heard.

Seeing this scene, Han Li narrowed his eyes. Without any movement, the golden lotuses around him spun and rose to meet the attack in the air without showing any weakness.

One could see the lotus shadows flickering, with ten thousand paths of golden light. The momentum of the golden lotuses was not inferior in the slightest to the pressing blue sand cloud.

As a result, the moment the sand cloud and golden lotuses made contact, the lotus petals trembled violently, and the lotus shadows instantly expanded by a fold.

Each golden lotus transformed into a zhang in size, spinning incessantly in the air. Every lotus petal was like a sharp blade, spinning and forcibly breaking through the sand cloud, causing sand grains to fly everywhere and erupting with thunderous roars.

The seventy-two golden lotuses actually forcibly blocked the blue sand that felt like Mount Tai pressing down.

The man with hanging eyebrows opposite flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, but immediately sneered, his heart urging the magic art.

Within the rolling sand cloud, a silver light suddenly flashed. A giant silver wheel flashed out from the sand cloud, spinning rapidly to cut downwards, instantly colliding head-on with a golden lotus.

The man with hanging eyebrows revealed a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

This Gold-Breaking Magic Wheel of his was refined from a rare material from the barbarian world called "Li Gold Sand," making it exceptionally sharp. The slashing divine ability of wheel-type treasures is far superior to that of flying knives and flying swords. Since this treasure was refined, he didn't know how many enemy flying sword-type treasures it had helped him cut off.

Although the opponent's golden flying swords also seemed to have some divine abilities, under this unexpected slash of his wheel, they should absolutely be broken in one strike.

A continuous sound of slashing came, with golden light and silver radiance intertwining and flashing, erupting with astonishing light. The two treasures seemed to be locked in a stalemate for a time.

The man with hanging eyebrows' face changed slightly.

But immediately, the golden lotus suddenly opened its petals wide, wrapping the entire silver cluster within it.

Then, after a mournful cry from the silver light cluster, it suddenly transformed into countless fragments, disappearing within the lotus shadows.

Before the man with hanging eyebrows in the distance could react from his surprise, Han Li silently pointed at the giant tripod in front of him. Immediately, the tripod lid shot up, and the tripod emitted a loud buzzing sound. Countless rays of green mist flew out, sweeping past the golden lotus shadows, wrapping the sky-filling blue sand into them, and then flying back into the tripod.

Han Li's action was as fast as lightning. By the time the man with hanging eyebrows regained his senses, a portion of the blue sand had already been forcibly taken into the tripod, instantly severing the mental connection with its owner.

"Spirit Treasure!" The man with hanging eyebrows gasped.

These blue sands were different from that Gold-Breaking Magic Wheel; they were magic treasures he had personally cultivated and refined. Except for a Spirit Treasure, how could ordinary treasures possibly collect them? If they were all taken away, it would be enough to destroy his hundred years of hard cultivation.

Without thinking, he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of essence blood the size of a fist, which floated in front of him.

With a flick of his index finger, he drew a blood-colored talisman in the void with the essence blood. Then, he slapped it with his palm!

This talisman shot out with a "poof" and disappeared in a flash. But the next moment, it strangely appeared a few zhang in front of Han Li, flickered, and transformed into a giant ghost head with two horns on its head and green fangs, pouncing fiercely.

It seemed the man with hanging eyebrows had a good plan: first use magic to unexpectedly interrupt the opponent's act of collecting treasures, and then immediately take back the sand cloud to use divine abilities to deal with Han Li.

Han Li was secretly pinching a magic seal to command the Profound Heaven Tripod to collect the blue sand in the air. Seeing the ghost head appear and pounce fiercely, he raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth, and a golden electric arc shot out, unexpectedly striking the ghost head.

Han Li muttered incantations, then slapped his own crown with one hand. Amidst flashing blue light, a Nascent Soul several inches tall, stepping on a small tripod, appeared.

As soon as the Nascent Soul appeared, it opened its mouth and spat out a ball of green light.

Upon seeing the green light, the blood mist immediately swarmed up, and the two merged into one in the blink of an eye, transforming into green-red light flames.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul pinched incantations with both hands and struck several magic arts toward the light flames.

Upon absorbing those magic arts, the light flames trembled suddenly, then rolled violently, transforming into a fist-sized ghost face.

It was ferocious and evil.

The Nascent Soul's small hand lightly pointed at the small beast!

The ghost head grinned, turned around as if it were alive, and with a whistle, drilled into the small beast's head, disappearing without a trace.

The small beast let out a loud cry, immediately rolled its eyes, fell to the ground, and fell into a coma.

At the same time, a layer of green-red strange light appeared on its body, flashing on and off.

Seeing this scene, Han Li revealed a satisfied expression and grabbed at the small beast's body in the void with one hand.

After a muffled "Peng" sound, the blue ropes wrapped around the small beast's body snapped inch by inch, transforming into nothingness.

Then, Han Li no longer paid attention to the small beast, placed his hands on his knees, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

For the remaining time, Han Li did not leave the secret chamber for a single step, and the three days of time naturally passed in the blink of an eye.

Early on the fourth day, a ball of fire ignored the restrictions outside the door, flew directly into the living room, and then flickered toward the secret chamber.

But as soon as this fire light shot onto the secret chamber door, a layer of faint white mist rippled on the door, blocking the fire light outside.

The fire light circled outside the door several times, tried again, and after failing to rush inside, immediately emitted bursts of humming sounds.

Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared on the secret chamber door, and a figure strangely flashed out from inside the door. With a lift of his hand, he grabbed the fire light into his hand.

It was precisely Han Li, who had been in seclusion for three days.

At this moment, his expression was calm, with a small beast resembling a civet cat lying on his shoulder, and he unhurriedly immersed his spiritual sense into the fireball in his hand.

It was precisely the sound transmission talisman sent by the Jade Palace Pavilion regarding the competition for the spirit land.

"Guangwu Hall."

Han Li muttered, rubbed his hands together, and the fireball disappeared instantly.

Then, he strode toward the main door.

Two hours later, above the open-air plaza of a huge hall, Han Li floated in a huge, hazy white light screen with his clothes fluttering. Outside the light screen, there was a scarred man wearing golden battle armor, standing there with his arms crossed, his expression exceptionally cold.

Time passed bit by bit. Han Li waited motionlessly for the time it took to eat a meal. Even the golden-armored man revealed a trace of impatience on his face, looking from time to time at the seven scorching suns in the high sky, as if calculating the time.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light appeared on the horizon, and a blue escape light shot over. In the blink of an eye, it arrived near the light screen, and the light converged to reveal a cultivator.

"Senior, please forgive me! This junior was late because of refining a magic treasure. I hope I haven't missed the time for the battle." He bowed to the golden-armored cultivator and said with a fawning face.

This person was precisely that man surnamed Weng.

"Hmph! If you were any later, your qualification to compete would have been cancelled. Consider yourself lucky to have arrived at the very last moment. Enter immediately." The scarred golden-armored cultivator swept a glance at the man with hanging eyebrows and said impatiently.

Immediately, he pinched incantations with both hands and struck a golden magic art toward the white light screen.

The light screen immediately shone brightly, and amidst violent trembling, a passage a foot wide split open in front of the man surnamed Weng.

"Many thanks, Senior."

The man surnamed Weng was overjoyed. His figure flickered, and he transformed into a bright blue escape light, rushing into the light screen.

When he reappeared opposite Han Li, he swept a glance at Han Li, and his face twisted into a ferocious grin.

"Very good! You really came. It seems you truly have some guts. You actually dare to face me with an early-stage cultivation base." The man with hanging eyebrows said gloomily.

Hearing this, Han Li's mouth curled slightly, and he just smiled lazily, as if he were too lazy to even speak to the other party.

Seeing this, the man with hanging eyebrows was suddenly furious. The bit of killing intent he had already suppressed suddenly rose by another level.

"Listen well, there are no restrictions in the spirit land battle. As long as you leave the restriction range, any means can be used. Unless one party actively admits defeat, I will not intervene in the slightest. If you think your strength is insufficient, it is better to admit defeat early. Although there are not many cases of falling and dying due to spirit land battles, it is common for people to be beaten down a realm due to severe injuries. If there are no objections, we shall begin now." The scarred cultivator said the routine words with an expressionless face.