Chapter 1562: New Flying Sword
Only seventy-two small sword illusions shot out from the cuffs, merely flashing faintly before all sinking into these green bamboos.
Then Han Li made a hand seal with one hand and spat out the word "rise".
A startling scene appeared.
All the golden thunder bamboo emitted thunderous sounds; whether trunk or leaves, their surface color instantly changed from verdant to withered yellow, then after a slight tremor, the color changed again to ash-white, becoming like dead things.
At this moment a light breeze swept by, and the golden thunder bamboo instantly turned to ash and smoke, vanishing without a trace.
Meanwhile, seventy-two swords of a hazy green, about a foot long, remained on the spot, hovering several feet above the ground, each emanating a piercing cold light.
One hand made a grasping motion in the void.
With a "puff" sound, one sword flashed green light and shot into the air, seized by a hand.
Han Li stared at the green sword in his hand for a moment, then suddenly flicked the sword's back lightly with his other hand.
Immediately, the sword's surface green light flickered, and a long roar like a dragon's chant rang out.
As the sword trembled, it seemed to shake like a green flood dragon.
Han Li's eyebrows twitched slightly, his eyes flashing twice, then suddenly the hand holding the sword released brilliant spiritual light, and streams of astonishing spiritual power were forcibly injected into the sword body.
The sword instantly flashed with frenzied green light; its originally stern blade suddenly became blurred.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and extended a finger to touch the sword without any smoke or fire.
The sword flickered slightly, and the finger pierced straight through the blade with no obstruction whatsoever.
It seemed this sword had no substance at all, merely an illusory object.
Seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed, immediately made hand seals with both hands, and directed his spiritual sense to urge the flying swords before him.
The seventy-two swords instantly soared into the air, circled once, then all flew into Han Li's body and vanished from sight.
Han Li's body flashed with green light, then transformed into a startling rainbow that flew out of the medicine garden; after a few flashes, he disappeared from sight.
After a while, at the foot of the giant mountain where Han Li's cave dwelling was located, a green rainbow shot up into the sky, fleeing straight toward the direction opposite the black gloom mist sea.
Even with the powerful spiritual sense of three beings at the Body Integration level in the distance, Han Li could not possibly conceal his presence even if he hid his form; therefore he made no effort to disguise himself, directly driving his escape light to fly toward the horizon.
Faint rumbling sounds came from afar, and at the horizon's end, astonishing light flashes occasionally appeared; those two alien beings, even if they truly wanted to pay attention to him, now had no leisure to *** at all.
Han Li seized this excellent opportunity, and thus fled without hesitation.
In the distant battle group, the horned youth transformed into a fang-toothed monster, his hands releasing countless blue arcs, fiercely striking back the bone birds that charged up; then he let out a soft "yi", turned his head to glance in Han Li's escape direction, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"Min brother, don't worry about other things. First kill this scoundrel completely, then we'll add more effort and surely wound him." On the other side, the huge fish-man waving a trident in his hand said, buzzing.
It seems this alien race also discovered Han Li's departure, but the exit point was warned.
"No need for you to say, I know too." The monster formed from the horned youth let out a cold snort, replied in return, and after a thunderclap on the horn atop his head, a thick blue light arc like a water tank shot out, flashed, and instantly turned into a huge thunder blade, viciously slashing toward the opposite bone bird.
Meanwhile, the huge bone bird did not show weakness, letting out a sharp cry, and as one claw lifted, it grasped at the void.
An enormous claw, huge beyond compare, emerged amidst swirling black mist, directly meeting the thunder blade.
A startling loud bang erupted, followed immediately by a rolling air wave spreading outward in all directions.
Seeing this, the huge fish-man gave a feral laugh, also waved his trident, and simultaneously spewed out an extraordinarily thick ice spear, a hurricane, and a white electric arc, while his own figure flickered and he charged forward.
The battle among the three seemed to intensify by several degrees in an instant!
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Han Li initially fled inland toward the Peng clan's territory with his escape light, but after escaping over ten million li, he suddenly changed direction, made a detour, and actually headed toward the deep sea.
This was done only after he had been extremely cautious.
To prevent the two alien beings from quickly slaying the nine-headed bone bird and then pursuing from behind.
Thus, this feint naturally ensured absolute safety.
Nevertheless, even so, Han Li did not dare to stop even slightly during the first ten or more days, merely flying at full speed nonstop in the deep sea; after who knows how many millions of li of flight, he confirmed he would no longer encounter those two alien beings, then let out a great sigh of relief and suddenly changed direction.
He changed to flying slowly along the horizontal direction of the coastline.
Generally speaking, the dangerous sea beasts and some natural hazardous places in the deep ocean are even more numerous than on land by several degrees; even though he already had Void Refinement cultivation, he had never thought of truly venturing this far into the deep ocean.
After all, the unknown dangers are too many.
However, Han Li also did not intend to continue staying in the area controlled by the Flying Spirit tribe.
On one hand, because of the Peng tribe's relation; on the other hand, the arrival of the two alien beings at the Body Integration level made him have a vague bad premonition, so he almost without further thought decided to flee far and high.
He prepared to just keep flying like this along the coast until leaving the Flying Spirit tribe's inhabited area, then talk further.
First, the coast will not have the powerful sea beasts of the inland sea; second, the Flying Spirit tribe generally dislikes the ocean and will not easily appear in this area.
In this way, he can avoid much trouble.
Han Li calculated this in his mind and then hurried eastward.
With his current cultivation, even if he controls his escape speed, flying several million li per day is effortless.
Han Li flew while, in his escape light, taking out a green sword, stroking it with one hand, silently pondering something.
These bamboo bee cloud swords, completely transformed into pure wood-attribute, flashed with green light beneath, becoming as light as nothing, and furthermore, after infusing magic power, they can autonomously transform between light and solid form.
Han Li gripped the sword hilt with one hand, then after the magic power light pillar, lightly waved it.
A vast expanse of green light burst forth before him, like a peacock spreading its tail, but with a wrist shake, all the green light instantly retracted and returned to being green long swords. The speed was so fast it was almost unimaginable!
Han Li's face naturally showed extreme joy.
Just now, when he waved the sword, he almost felt no weight or resistance at all; this shows that the sword's sharpness and lightness have absolutely reached an astonishing level.
Thus, driving this sword, a mere thought can instantly strike several li away, worthy of being called killing in a single thought.
However, Han Li soon frowned.
This sword has become so light and its attribute so singular, its toughness is probably far inferior to before.
Thinking this, Han Li hesitated slightly, then flipped his other hand over, and another identical sword appeared.
The two swords flashed and actually crossed and slashed downward.
Green light flashed, a crisp "crack" sound rang out.
"Not good!" Han Li was startled, then let out a quiet cry, and hastily fixed his gaze. His expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
Only to see the two flying swords actually split cleanly in two from the point of impact, each front half of the blade lightly hovering in front of him.
The toughness of this newly tempered Azure Qing Zhu Feng Yun Sword far exceeded his expectations.
"No, the Azure Qing Zhu Feng Yun Sword is my own natal magic treasure—once damaged, how could I remain unharmed?" Han Li immediately felt a surge of doubt, but after a moment's thought, he shook the two sword fragments in his hand and flung them out, simultaneously forming a sword seal with one hand.
A strange phenomenon appeared!
The four sword fragments trembled simultaneously, then suddenly paired off and flew toward each other; after a flash of green light, the two flying swords reappeared whole and undamaged before his eyes.
"Sword Spirit Illusory Form!" Han Li's eyes brightened, and he exclaimed aloud. Earlier, when he had infused spiritual power into the swords to make their bodies faint and indistinct, he had harbored some doubts. Now he was completely certain.
This is said to be an inconceivable supernatural ability passed down among human sword cultivators!
Han Li had always heard of it, but had never personally witnessed or even heard of a high-level sword cultivator's flying sword possessing such an inconceivable ability.
Who would have thought that after using that sword secret technique once, his own flying sword would actually possess such a great supernatural ability?
It is said that flying swords with this ability can be completely transformed into an intangible form, capable of being split into countless fragments at will, then reassembled back to normal.
Thus, flying swords possessing this ability can practically be called indestructible—aside from a few special treasures, there is almost nothing that can destroy them.
Of course, this is only theoretical; each time the flying sword undergoes illusory reformation, it naturally suffers some minor wear, and the sword owner's magic power is also greatly depleted.
If one truly experiences too many fractures, or if the sword owner's magic power is completely exhausted, even flying swords with the Sword Artifact Illusory Spirit ability will ultimately be completely destroyed.
But even so, Han Li's heart was filled with extreme joy.
Now he finally understood why the Jiang-surnamed elder had seen him mixing other attribute materials into his flying sword and dismissed it so contemptuously.
Perhaps this old man's own flying sword also possesses this great supernatural ability. However, the Jiang-surnamed elder did not practice the Seeding Sword Technique, so it is unknown how long his flying sword had been tempered to possess this ability.
Unlike him, who relied on the power of Golden Lei Zhu and the small bottle, merely over a hundred years had sufficed to temper his flying sword to such a pure degree.
Opening his mouth, a stream of green mist sprayed out.
The two flying swords spun within the green mist, instantly shrinking to more than ten times smaller, becoming about the size of an inch.
Then the rosy light curled back, and the flying swords were instantly sucked in by Han Li, stored within his body.
If these flying swords were to continue tempering further to reach the level of Sword Heart Translucency, external aids could not achieve it; one must rely solely on one's own true essence power, slowly cultivating and refining.
Han Li was in high spirits, continuously flying on his escape light while pondering the Chunli Sword Formation.
Time passed day by day, Han Li flying along the seashore for over half a year...
On this day, Han Li had just commanded several flying swords, their light flashing as they severed a sea serpent that had flown up from the seabed to attack him into several segments, when his expression suddenly changed and he abruptly looked up toward the sky to one side.
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