Chapter 1331

The black bell shot up into the air and was sacrificed, instantly trembling and emitting a clear ringing sound.

As soon as this sound entered his ears, Han Li felt his spiritual sense "hum" with a tremendous boom, and his entire body jolted as if struck by electricity, swaying several times and nearly falling from the air.

Han Li was greatly startled; the Dayan Technique in his body began operating on its own, a cool sensation rushing straight into his mind and swirling there.

After his face turned pale several times, his body finally returned to normal.

"Indeed, it is a spirit treasure—ordinary treasures could not possess such power!" A trace of shock flickered across Han Li's heart, but overcome with fury, he instinctively launched a fierce counterattack.

He pinched a seal with one hand, and the divine thoughts in his mind suddenly condensed into a cluster, then shot wildly toward his opponent.

Forcibly activating the Thousand Soul Bell to perform a soul-seizing attack on the frowning man, from afar Han Li merely swayed and seemed unfazed, though the shock in his heart was only surpassed by Han Li's.

Although this soul-seizing attack was not the Thousand Soul Bell's greatest divine ability, it was extraordinarily effective against enemies of the same level, nearly impossible to resist.

He gritted his teeth, preparing to unleash his magic power without restraint to continue the furious assault, when suddenly a tearing pain like a sharp cone being forcibly driven into his brain surged through his spiritual sense.

Poor fellow—he did not possess Han Li's formidable spiritual sense. After being struck by the "Soul-Stunning Spike" that bullied the weak with strength, he let out a shrill, miserable cry from his mouth, then clutched his head with both hands, his entire body instantly curling into a large shrimp.

His Nascent Soul also vanished into his body in an instant.

He immediately lost control of the Thousand Soul Bell in midair.

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light; without even glancing at the puppet giant before him, he shot toward the enormous golden lotus in the sky.

Instantly, the enormous golden lotus spun around, its aura surging as it pressed downward, actually sucking the black bell into the lotus, and golden light blazed forth.

As the golden lotus successfully enclosed the Thousand Soul Bell, the emerald puppet had already swollen to six or seven zhang in height and rushed to Han Li's front, raising a massive fist to smash down fiercely.

With a "Boom," the puppet's fist was blocked by the giant cauldron formed from the Xu Tian Ding, which swayed slightly.

But the giant cauldron emitted a humming sound, and its volume instantly shrank by half.

This puppet actually possessed astonishing divine power, extraordinarily formidable.

Meanwhile, within the enormous golden lotus whose petals spun rapidly, a sudden wail of ghosts and howls of wolves erupted, and immediately a vague, dark, zhang-sized bell phantom appeared at the lotus's center, unaffected by the petals' swift cutting, appearing intangible and unharmed.

Simultaneously, from within the black bell, threads of black silk shot out, instantly entangling the golden lotus.

The lotus petals' rotation became sluggish and unresponsive.

Han Li let out a soft "Eh," about to hastily cast another spell to activate the treasure, when suddenly black light flashed several zhang behind him, and a black, color giant wolf appeared like a ghost, then transformed into a faint phantom that lunged straight forward.

When this beast's sharp claws touched the gray, color light barrier formed by the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light, it passed through without the slightest obstruction.

Although the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light was powerful, facing something utterly unrelated to the Five Elements' power, it was utterly incapable of blocking even the slightest bit.

Just as the giant wolf's green eyes flashed with strange light, having succeeded in its sneak attack,

Suddenly two golden, radiant fists appeared strangely before the claws, mercilessly striking head-on.

After two "Boom" explosions, when the wolf's claws contacted the golden fists, they were instantly smashed into a pulpy mess.

Immediately, the wolf let out a miserable cry, its body shot backward as if by a tremendous force.

And at that very moment, Han Li, who had originally been facing away, had somehow turned his body around, his entire body now blazing with golden light, like a golden-forged divine spirit.

Gazing at the black wolf flying backward, Han Li's face was covered in frost, his form slightly blurred, and he emitted a series of afterimages as he shot forward; the next moment, he strangely appeared above the head of the flying black wolf.

After his magic power was restored, Han Li actually forced the Luo Yan Step to be executed in midair.

Although this footwork was not as swift as the Wind Thunder Wings Escape, nor as mysteriously variable as the Nine Changes of the Swift Wind, under Han Li's violent driving, in small-range maneuvering it was still profoundly marvelous.

Seeing Han Li appear above its head, the black, color giant wolf was provoked into ferocity, opened its mouth, and spat out a black, color light ball, striking Han Li who was within arm's reach.

With a "Puff," Han Li's golden, color hand merely waved casually, swatting the black, color light ball away like a fly.

Simultaneously, he poured magic power wildly into his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shot out piercing blue light, instantly allowing him to see through the giant wolf's entire body.

Han Li then, expressionless, shifted his form and strangely appeared at the wolf's belly.

Raising both arms, his two golden hands flashed like lightning—one seized the wolf's skull, the other grabbed a hind leg, like two iron clamps, instantly rendering the wolf utterly immobile.

With a loud shout from his mouth, he exerted force with both arms simultaneously!

With Han Li's current inhuman divine strength, let alone a mere demon beast soul refined into a magical object, even if it were truly a copper-headed, iron-armed demon beast, it would be instantly torn in half.

As a result, the giant wolf's massive skull was simply snatched off by Han Li's bare hands.

An unbelievable scene appeared.

As soon as the wolf's skull left its body, the corpse blazed with black light, turning into strands of black mist that violently rolled and dissipated into nothing.

However, the wolf's head, held in a golden hand, continued to bare its teeth and split its lips, still alive.

Han Li gave a cold smile, his other hand making a grasping motion in the void, and a cluster of silver, color flame appeared, flashing once before transforming into a silver, color firebird.

With a clear cry from his mouth, the silver, color firebird immediately flashed and dove toward the black wolf's head.

With a "Boom," amidst the wolf head's terrified, miserable cries, the silver, color flame instantly enveloped it, and in the blink of an eye turned into a cluster of black mist.

Afterwards, the silver, color flame swept through the void, swallowing all the black mist, then reformed into the silver, color firebird appearing once more.

This bird opened its mouth and spat out a silver, color talisman, which Han Li swiftly seized with quick eyes and hands.

Upon close inspection, it was exactly the talisman previously offered by the frowning man, only now its light was dim, as if its power had been greatly diminished.

While the firebird spewed silver flames, it circled Han Li in excited flight and dance, seeming extraordinarily thrilled.

Han Li shifted his gaze, his form blurred again, and instantly appeared above the head of the emerald puppet ten or more zhang away.

This puppet was being blocked by the Xu Tian Ding, continuously punching the giant cauldron without cease.

Although this cauldron was driven back about a zhang each time and simultaneously shrank in size, it had once been able to block a divine sense attack from the ancient demon ancestor of the demon realm, so it could not possibly be so easily scattered; it would soon sway and swell back to its original size.

Speaking of which, this was also because the puppet lacked spiritual intelligence, and the frowning man had not yet awakened from his spiritual sense pain, so he was merely foolishly attacking the giant cauldron without cease, unaware of any alternative.

Han Li did not understand the puppet arts of the spirit realm, but the puppet technique left by Dayan Shenjun in the Dayan Treasure Canon was already one of the top-secret arts in the mortal realm.

Although this emerald puppet could be considered extraordinarily powerful, under the sweep of Han Li's blue light in his eyes, its weakness was instantly revealed.

After tucking the silver talisman into his bosom, Han Li strode forward lightly, his body flashing with golden light as he arrived behind the giant puppet.

Han Li's body emitted a series of crackling sounds like bursting firecrackers, then he aimed at a certain spot beneath the puppet's ribs, shouted loudly, and punched out.

Before his golden, radiant fist truly struck the puppet, the passing fist aura carved a white trace in the void, as if it were about to tear space apart.

With a "Boom" that shook heaven and earth, although the emerald puppet's body was extremely hard, under such tremendous force, a deep fist imprint several cun in depth suddenly appeared beneath its ribs, and its body staggered and collapsed, actually being slammed face-down onto the ground by Han Li's tremendous force.

Han Li immediately showed no mercy, his two fists striking out like a violent storm, each blow landing on the same spot.

In the blink of an eye, with a muffled "Boom," the puppet's rib area suddenly shattered open, revealing a dark, hollow cavity.

Han Li's fist suddenly halted, but he immediately rubbed his hands together without even looking, and instantly a golden-colored flash of lightning shot forth, precisely entering the puppet's body.

Inside the puppet, a cracking sound immediately rang out, followed by its entire body flaring with green light, then suddenly shrinking rapidly in size, and in the blink of an eye it became a foot-sized object, lying motionless on the ground.

From the black wolf's sneak attack to Han Li's backhand killing the giant wolf and destroying the puppet, it seemed like a long story, but in reality it took only a few breaths.

At this moment, the furrow-browed man struck by Han Li's Startling God Stab finally recovered from the intense spiritual pain, and just happened to see Han Li's body blazing with golden light, delivering the final blow that destroyed the puppet.

"Great Achievement of the Diamond Sutra, you are still a top-tier body refiner!" he exclaimed in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

The scar-faced golden-armored cultivator outside the light curtain, although he did not speak again, showed the same shock on his face without doubt.

"Elder Weng, do you still wish to continue the fight?" Han Li did not answer the other's question, but instead calmly posed a counter-question.

The Weng-surnamed man's expression immediately turned grim!

"Although you cultivate both body and law, and your supernatural powers indeed far exceed my expectations, do you truly believe you have won this contest? Below, I am willing to sacrifice a hundred years of painstaking cultivation just to let you witness the true power of the Thousand Soul Bell!" The Weng-surnamed man seethed with rage, lifted his head, glanced once, and then loudly declared while holding the black phantom of the lotus easily.

Immediately, the man murmured incantations, and above his head, multicolored clouds flashed as the Nascent Soul reappeared.

This Nascent Soul, with a solemn expression on its face, made a hand seal with one hand and pointed upward with the other, from which a blue-colored pillar of light, seemingly tangible, shot forth, striking precisely onto the black-colored bell shadow, while an esoteric chant echoed from his mouth.

The black-colored bell shadow trembled, and immediately a speck of black light appeared within the illusion—this was the true form of the Thousand Soul Bell.

The bell turned slightly, transforming the blue-colored light pillar into specks of spiritual light, which were sucked into its body.

Below, the furrow-browed man seized the opportunity, flicked his finger toward the black bell from afar.

With a "Ding," a seemingly ordinary crisp sound rang out.

Suddenly, a violent spatial fluctuation rippled through the light curtain, and immediately a fine black-colored crack appeared in the air without any warning.

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