Chapter 1530

Under Han Li's gaze, with blue light flashing in his eyes, the crystal-like bead flashed with white light and vanished from the green mist.

Even with the Ming-Qing Spirit Eye divine ability, it seemed impossible to track.

Han Li's heart tightened; he hastily released all his spiritual sense, enveloping the area within several zhang.

He did not want to be approached unknowingly and ambushed; although the possibility was extremely low, he still had to be cautious.

Han Li tilted his head, glanced at the two women of Yuan Yao nearby, then looked toward the distant battle group, and tightened his grip on the thunder pearl.

Even though he had endured countless great storms, at this moment he felt his heart completely rise to his throat.

Han Li clearly understood that if he revealed his form to save someone, he would have only one chance to act.

If he failed, this hall would be his place of demise, and over a thousand years of painstaking cultivation would be destroyed in an instant.

This life-or-death sensation made Han Li's heart involuntarily pound wildly.

At this moment, Mu Qing and the white-haired beauty in the distance had already launched their attacks on the black-colored formation in the sky.

The seven metallic puppets released by the blood-robed person stood before them, appearing as guards, while the purple-blood puppet itself, with its six eyes slightly turning, stood motionless beside the puppets.

In the dark clouds where the beauty stepped, suddenly there was a sharp, piercing ghostly wail, and after a swirl, a white bone claw emerged from within.

This ghost claw merely grasped at the void.

From its fingertips, it released clusters of gray-colored light balls, the size of chicken eggs, which surged wildly into the sky.

Meanwhile, Mu Qing caused the surrounding flora to spin rapidly, then simultaneously sink into her body.

In the midst of the flashing spiritual light, she slowly opened her mouth, and a column of green light sprayed out.

This light column was lush green, as thick as amber, and appeared extremely eerie.

After the two attacks flashed and vanished, they arrived directly beneath the black-colored formation.

The gray light balls fluctuated in size, while the green light column struck silently and simultaneously at the center of the formation.

The two figures in the sky, the Ming Lei beasts, seeing this, had their eyes flash with ferocity as they waved their limbs and stirred the black-colored formation in the air.

With a thunderous "Boom—", a black wind blew out from the center of the formation.

This storm was extraordinarily fierce, sharp as a blade, and within it, crystal light flickered, mixed with countless black-colored translucent sand grains.

As the sandstorm and the light column and light balls made contact, explosive sounds rang out, and various light clusters flashed continuously beneath the formation.

After a moment, a gray-green light radiance appeared, blocking the descent of the black-colored formation.

For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

But as the black wind continued to surge, the black sand in the wind became densely dark, pressing down on the gray-green radiance with a continuous humming sound, gradually sinking downward.

Seeing this, Mu Qing's expression changed slightly; she flicked her wrist, and a small branch suddenly appeared in her hand.

This object was no more than three feet long, bearing a few tender green leaves, yet spiritual energy brimmed from it, showing no sign of withering.

She hurled the branch into the air; a burst of green light erupted, and in an instant, the branch transformed into a small, lush green tree, dripping with verdant hue, its branches dense and sparkling, as if carved from beautiful jade.

Mu Qing's expression became solemn; she lowered her head and silently recited a few incantations.

The tree's trunk surged upward, its branches spread outward, then twisted, and countless leaf-like green shadows flew from the tree, densely falling and joining the attack in the air.

The momentum appeared astonishingly formidable!

"Wood Daoist, your divine ability is excellent!" came the delighted voice of the white-haired beauty from the dark clouds.

"Hmph, Blue Daoist, you should also use some means. I don't believe you only have this much ability!" Mu Qing, however, lifted her head to gaze at the sky, her back turned, speaking coldly.

"Hehe..." came the beauty's low laugh from the dark clouds, followed by the long howls of the eight ghost kings; countless yin energies surged toward the center, churning and condensing, within which ghostly shadows flickered, and the sound of ghostly wails suddenly rang out.

After a moment, when the dark clouds dispersed.

A huge figure emerged from within the clouds.

This figure stood about seven or eight zhang tall, clad in a set of dark ancient battle armor, holding a large hammer in one hand.

The armor's surface was covered with black-colored spikes about a chi long, inscribed with extremely profound silver-colored patterns.

As for the hammer, its design was even more peculiar: similarly dark black in color, but its surface inlaid with eight white bone skulls, which writhed on the hammer, opening their mouths to wail and spew forth streams of black air, making one's blood run cold.

This person was none other than the white-haired beauty after she had enlarged her body; and the eight skulls on the hammer were indeed the eight yin-armored ghost kings transformed.

Mu Qing, upon seeing this, her expression shifted slightly.

But before she could speak to ask something, the white-haired beauty's expression turned fierce; she shook her hand holding the strange hammer and hurled it into the air.

Then she formed an odd hand seal with both hands.

Instantly, the hammer spun once, the eight skulls screamed in unison, opened their mouths, and yin energy churned, releasing eight streams of rolling green flame that surged into the sky.

For a time, yin fire and green shadows layered densely, completely obscuring the sky; it seemed about to break through the black-colored formation, but instead it was once again pressed down in midair, with a strong tendency to be pulled back.

Seeing this, the two Ming Lei beasts showed no urgency; they merely let out a few sharp cries into the air, their bodies swelling slightly, and then four large hands simultaneously shot upward.

After several thunderclaps, countless silver threads reappeared, following the four arms, transforming into massive silver arcs that shot forth in an instant, vanishing into the black-colored formation.

In an instant, the formation roared loudly, flashed several times, its area suddenly expanded by more than half, and the wind and sand gushing from within increased by several times or more.

The black-colored formation then seized the advantage once more, pressing down again.

The white-haired beauty and Mu Qing were greatly alarmed; they panicked and began casting spells again.

One spat out a mass of essence blood, the other raised her head and let out a furious long cry; they both raised their magical power and fully activated the treasure in the air.

The jade tree and the strange hammer caused the flying green shadows and flames to intensify, barely managing to withstand the black-colored formation.

But this formation continued to press down slowly and steadily.

The faces of the white-haired beauty and Mu Qing changed dramatically.

This restriction was indeed so formidable that they truly seemed unable to resist it.

Mu Qing inhaled deeply, turned her head, and shouted toward the purple-blood puppet nearby:

"Earth Blood Daoist, hurry and act! If this thing really falls, the trouble will be great."

The blood-robed person inside the purple-blood puppet gave no reply, but the seven metallic puppets originally lined up in formation, guarding the two women, all moved at once, suddenly transforming into seven streaks of escape light, shooting toward the two Ming Lei beasts in the high sky.

It seemed the Earth Blood Old Monster also understood clearly: although the black-colored formation was formidable, without the direct impact of the two beasts, its power would naturally be greatly reduced.

These seven puppets need not engage the two beasts head-on; they only need to briefly entangle them, distracting them for a moment.

Seven streaks of light approached the two humanoid thunder beasts, with Fang Yi in gold at the forefront; four gloomy gazes swept over them, and the hand seals in both hands shifted accordingly.

Suddenly, a massive black 'colored' hole appeared behind them, ten zhang in diameter.

The two thunder beasts flickered, instantly blurring and splitting into two, each hovering on either side of the black hole; at the center, a booming sound rang out as a sheet of dark, murky light sprayed forth,

sweeping like lightning, drawing all the puppets into it.

A horrifying scene unfolded.

The seven puppets darkened and vanished in a flash within the light.

The next moment, spiritual light flickered at the edge of the black hole, and the seven puppets blinked back into view.

They were each wrapped in clusters of light, instantly pulled into the black hole, leaving no trace.

Mu Qing and the others gasped in shock.

The two thunder beasts let out proud, low cries, then pinched their 'hair' hands and 'hair' feet in a seal; the black hole blurred momentarily before dissipating completely.

From within the purple-blood puppet, a sudden transmission carried the blood-robed man's furious roar.

A flash of blood light appeared on the puppet's shoulder, and the blood-robed man's phantom re-emerged.

Clearly, the unexplained loss of the seven puppets had enraged him to the extreme.

Without a word, he rubbed his 'brain' skull with one hand, and suddenly blood qi surged forth, condensing before him into a massive blood sphere that blazed into view.

The blood-robed man's arm trembled, as if about to activate this object to attack the thunder beasts.

But at that moment, Mu Qing suddenly turned her head toward a nearby spot and shouted sharply:

"Who's there? Get out here now!" Her movements were faster than her words; she flicked her sleeve, and countless blue threads shot through the air like arrows, vanishing in an instant as they struck the empty space beyond.

A soft "yi" sound rang out, followed by a light "peng" as a cluster of green gas burst apart.

The "si si" sound intensified; the blue threads instantly pierced the green gas, yet found nothing within.

But in the very next moment, an extremely faint spatial fluctuation occurred above Mu Qing's head, and a crystal-clear pearl materialized.

The instant it reappeared, it spun once, emitting blinding white light that forced everyone to shut their eyes, unable to see anything.

A crisp sound spread; the pearl's surface distorted in the white light, blurred, and then simultaneously revealed two figures—one 'milk' white, the other pale gold.

The pale gold 'colored' figure immediately raised a hand.

A silver rainbow cried out as it shot forth, flashing once to arrive above Mu Qing's head, its light gathering before it flashed downward like lightning.

That silver rainbow was none other than a bright, mirror-like silver 'colored' blade.

It was precisely the Five Dragons Saber!

That pale gold 'colored' figure was naturally the golden-armored puppet.

Though Mu Qing was forced to close her eyes due to the blinding white light above her head, her spiritual sense had already extended outward, granting her complete awareness of everything within dozens of zhang around her.

She immediately steadied herself and pointed both hands toward the silver saber in the air.

Instantly, specks of green light flickered near the treasure; countless blue threads emerged strangely, interweaving and flashing—part of them flew to envelop the saber, shielding it from wind and rain, while another part condensed above her head, forming a green 'colored' silk scarf that shielded the upper space.

Mu Qing, this woman, was indeed deeply scheming; she had unknowingly laid down so many invisible spiritual threads nearby at some earlier time.

No wonder the golden-armored puppet, even with the aid of another ghostly being's strange divine ability, would immediately expose its form upon approaching this place, causing the ambush plan to collapse instantly.

Yet the power of the Five Dragons Saber far exceeded Mu Qing's imagination.

The saber's surface merely curled with a chill, and the blue threads wrapped around it were instantly severed into countless fragments.

The saber lingered not at all; a flash of green light cut into the green 'colored' silk scarf.

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