Chapter 1388: Initial Manifestation of Six Arms
Those few wood spirits were startled, either flashing green light on their bodies to manifest a wooden armor shield, or opening their mouths to spit out a mass of green haze, trying to block the blood threads.
But these blood threads, unknown what they were refined from, actually pierced through these defenses like phantoms and flashed into these wood spirits' bodies.
These wood spirits' bodies flashed with blood light, instantly covered by pieces of blood 'color' thread nets, and for a moment could not break free.
At the same time, the two pieces of ancient tree remains originally split by Han Li's sword qi suddenly rolled over and transformed into two faint gold shadows, which pounced onto Mu Rui.
Mu Rui snorted coldly and casually pointed at it.
Instantly, two streaks of silver light flashed and shot out, striking the gold shadows precisely.
With two muffled 'boom-boom' sounds, the gold shadows exploded, countless points of gold light scattering and shooting, enveloping the silver-rank wood spirits beneath them.
A loud shout rang out, and around Mu Rui suddenly appeared a golden 'color' rune formation, which, amidst radiant spiritual light, encircled this high-rank wood spirit completely.
Mu Rui's eyes flashed with purple light as he clasped his hands together; a dazzling ball of silver light appeared in his palms, then countless silver rays shot out in all directions.
A tremendous rumbling sound came as silver light and golden runes intertwined and flickered; those golden 'color' runes, unknown what strange divine ability they were, actually blocked this silver-rank wood spirit's strike head-on, with only a small portion of the runes shaken apart.
This scene made the tall wood spirit named Mu Rui feel both shocked and angry.
Without hesitation, silver light reappeared between his hands, and the condensed light ball looked noticeably more dazzling than before.
But at this moment, seeing that the silver-rank wood spirits and other high-rank wood spirits were all trapped, Han Li and Long Dong, though somewhat doubtful, would not continue waiting to die here; overjoyed, they immediately activated their life-preserving divine abilities and shot outward in all directions.
The young woman, with both hands forming a seal, rolled her body onto the ground and instantly transformed into an extraordinarily beautiful fire phoenix, her entire body engulfed in rolling black 'color' demonic flames, as she charged into the ape horde; wherever she passed, the giant apes' weapons and bodies instantly turned to ash.
In the blink of an eye, this phoenix had flown over a hundred zhang away.
While Long Dong, with a deep 'color' solemn expression, swallowed a five 'color' pill, immediately began chanting, and once again that set of winged battle armor appeared on his body.
As his wings unfolded, a five-clawed golden dragon phantom actually appeared on the battle armor.
The dragon let out a long 'cry' and shot up into the sky, then circled and plunged into Long Dong's body.
Immediately, the youth with the blood mole radiated golden light, suddenly transforming into a ten-plus-zhang-long golden rainbow that tore through the sky; amidst the faint golden light, a five-clawed golden dragon swayed its head and tail. Wherever the golden light passed, all obstacles ahead instantly turned into showers of blood rain pouring into the sky.
Compared to the two's earth-shattering escape, Han Li's movement was silent and soundless; after a thunderclap behind him, a pair of cyan-white 'color' feathered wings appeared.
Then he opened his mouth and spat out several clumps of crimson essence blood, which swirled around his body and instantly turned into vast blood mist that engulfed his form.
The blood mist churned a few times, then shrank, and a blood shadow shot out from within; after a few flashes, it seemed to pierce through the dense wood ape beasts like an incorporeal body and appeared at the edge of the sky.
After another flash, the blood shadow completely vanished.
Han Li's blood shadow escape, executed at the Soul Transformation level, was actually faster than the black phoenix and Long Dong's golden light by several times over.
This made the two, seeing it from afar in their escape light, stare wide-eyed in disbelief.
The white-robed girl, however, presented another scene entirely; with just a flick of her wrist, a bright crimson broken blade appeared in her hand, without any hand-seal gestures, she simply aimed the blade toward the direction where the most wood ape beasts were and lightly waved it.
Instantly, the heavenly and earthly qi in the nearby space trembled; a crimson blade light over a hundred zhang long, like a sky-supporting giant pillar, slowly emerged from the void and then descended with a slow slash.
Where the blade light fell, the wood ape beasts beneath it fell into great 'chaos', panicking and desperately trying to flee the spot.
Amazingly, the moment any wood ape beast moved, its body trembled and spontaneously combusted; in the blink of an eye, hundreds of wood ape beasts turned to flying ash in the red 'color' firelight.
Before them appeared a straight, empty 'hollow' passage.
Yet the enormous blade light had not even fully descended when it strangely flashed and vanished.
At that moment, from the base of the ancient tree trunk where the jade slip was hidden, a fist-sized green 'color' firebird suddenly shot out, flashed, and turned into a green light that entered the girl's body.
Seeing this, the white-robed girl smiled, took a deep breath, moved her body and vanished in place; but after a flash, she appeared in the middle of the passage, then after another movement, she vanished and reappeared, strangely appearing at the end of the passage.
The girl immediately, without a word, transformed into a white rainbow and tore through the sky; under her escape light, faintly visible, after a few breaths, she likewise vanished at the edge of the sky.
This girl's strange escape technique actually seemed not inferior to Han Li's blood shadow escape.
At this moment, Mu Rui, trapped by those golden 'color' rune formations, again burst forth with silver light from his hand.
This time, the silver light's power was obviously far beyond before; with one strike, it shattered most of the golden runes, leaving only a few still circling the wood spirit nonstop.
The wood spirit's face showed no expression, but the purple light in his eyes flashed wildly as he suddenly raised his head and emitted a clear, cold, sharp cry.
Instantly, the wood ape beasts in the nearby air became 'disturbed', immediately splitting into several groups and heading in different directions to urgently pursue Han Li and the others.
At the same time, in several extremely distant places in the black night forest, responding in kind, the same sharp cry echoed...
Han Li had not maintained his blood shadow escape for long; after shaking off the beasts so they were no longer in sight, he immediately retracted the blood light and transformed into a cyan rainbow to continue his escape.
But just so, his 'color' became noticeably paler than before.
It seemed that using the blood shadow escape twice in succession had truly damaged his vital energy.
However, thinking that silver-rank wood spirits might be pursuing from behind, he dared not relax in the slightest; for such beings were equivalent to human Body Integration cultivators, and even if he were overconfident in possessing heaven-defying divine abilities, the vast difference in realm meant he dared not hope for victory after a clash—even if the opponent was merely a low-ranking silver-rank wood spirit.
Had it not been for someone secretly aiding them, suddenly using a secret technique to trap this silver-rank wood spirit, they would likely not even have had a chance to escape.
But obviously, that kind of golden 'color' rune formation could not trap such beings for long; after the few of them scattered in flight, anyone could become the target of this silver-rank wood spirit's gaze. He dared not linger even a moment.
Although he did not use the blood shadow escape again, Han Li, within his cyan escape light, kept flapping his wind-and-thunder wings behind him; each flick suddenly increased his escape speed by a notch, and after a dozen or so, his speed had already matched that of ordinary Void Refinement cultivators.
Yet even so, Han Li dared not turn his head, merely lowering it and rushing forward madly.
With a few 'swoosh-swoosh' sounds of breaking air from below, several streaks of strong wind shot out, astonishingly fast.
Han Li's 'color' sank, and his escape light suddenly paused in midair.
Three streaks of cyan light flashed past from below, only a few feet from his body.
Had Han Li not stopped his escape light just then, he would have been pierced through the body by those three cyan lights immediately.
Now, the three cyan lights circled and transformed into three wood tribe members, each holding a cyan 'color' wooden spear, standing stiffly in front.
Han Li glanced at their waists and found that these three wood spirits' belts were actually pale yellow 'color'; his heart immediately relaxed.
This indicated that the three were merely equivalent to human Nascent Soul cultivators, which he naturally did not take seriously.
Han Li also did not see them using any treasures; his wind-and-thunder wings merely flicked and turned into a cyan-white 'color' electric arc that shot out.
How swift lightning is—just a flash, and he strangely appeared before the middle wood spirit.
The wood spirit's face showed no expression, but the purple light in his eyes flashed rapidly as he, without fear, seized the wooden spear and thrust straight at Han Li.
Before the wooden spear reached him, it erupted with countless cyan 'color' spurting rays, as if to pierce Han Li through a thousand holes in an instant.
Han Li's eyes turned cold; his face and hands radiated golden light, and in an instant, a layer resembling transparent golden 'color' scales appeared; when those cyan rays struck his body, they actually produced a piercing metallic friction sound, and were all bounced back harmlessly, with no effect at all.
At the same time, Han Li's arm shot out strangely and actually grabbed the incoming spearhead, holding it fast despite the wood spirit's desperate struggle to pull back, not budging an inch.
The wood spirit's face flashed with a hint of green, and without hesitation it released the wooden spear, its body shooting backward like a meteor, incredibly swift.
But Han Li's other arm suddenly expanded by about a foot with a "gah-bang" sound, appearing instantly before the wood spirit's chest as if teleporting, his fingers blurring like swords before sinking in.
With an extremely crisp sound, the wood spirit's body, as if made of paper, was torn open by Han Li's domineering grip, and the five fingers probing from behind now clutched a pale yellow gem-like crystal.
From Han Li blocking the wood spirit's strike to closing in, tearing open its chest cavity, it took only an instant.
Seeing this, the two other wood spirits on either side let out a strange sharp cry from their mouths, each opening their maws to spit out a burst of yellow haze shooting forward, while the other hand waved their green spears, creating countless illusory shadows that enveloped Han Li's upper body.
Han Li let out a cold snort, pulled back both arms, intending to retract them to defend.
But something completely unexpected happened.
The wood spirit's body gripped by one hand and the wooden spear held in the other suddenly burst with green light and generated an incredible suction force out of nowhere.
As his arms trembled, he remained utterly still, unable to pull his hands free.
In that brief moment, the yellow haze reached his face instantly, and the countless illusory shadows burst forth with countless green blades, stabbing straight down.
A strange flicker crossed Han Li's face, and at the same time his lips moved, as if he had said something.
Immediately, golden light blazed from his body, shadows flickered beneath his ribs, and four abnormally blurred golden arms strangely appeared.
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