Chapter 1563

The sky, which had originally been clear and cloudless, suddenly turned a fresh red in the distance, like evening clouds.

Then, countless blood clouds rolled from that direction, silently arriving above Han Li's head in an instant and quickly spreading toward the distance.

In the blink of an eye, everything within Han Li's sight was blood-red, the air filled with a strong fishy smell, as if he had suddenly been transported to another strange world.

Han Li lightly sniffed the fishy odor twice, and his face turned slightly pale.

This odor was clearly the fishy smell of fresh blood!

With so many blood clouds, how much fresh blood would be needed to create such a horrifying scene before his eyes?

Han Li immediately became extremely cautious!

He stopped his escape light, his thunder robe appearing on his body and instantly transforming into a layer of crackling blue-white arcs, while golden light flickered on his body, revealing patches of golden scales, and the three-headed, six-armed phantom behind him also appeared.

Han Li himself, however, crossed his arms, raised his head to gaze at the sky, narrowed his eyes, and a faint blue light flickered.

Faced with such a strange situation, he could not help but suspect that something had targeted him. Fortunately, with his current cultivation and newly cultivated divine ability, even if a Body Integration cultivator attacked, he might still have a chance to escape. Thus, he remained unusually calm.

Of course, at this very moment, he also released his spiritual sense, scattering it in all directions into the high sky, hoping to detect any hidden enemies.

But then something happened that made Han Li's heart sink.

No matter how far his spiritual sense reached in an instant, he could not find the expected enemy; instead, under the sweep of his spiritual sense, the sky ten thousand li away was no different from here, also covered by the same blood-red clouds.

Han Li drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

Could it be that he was not being watched by someone, but was instead inside some mysterious restriction?

Han Li couldn't help but think this!

After his face alternated between sunny and cloudy for a while, he suddenly transformed into a blue streak and shot out, and after a few flashes, he disappeared at the edge of the sky.

No matter why such a celestial phenomenon appeared, it was still best for him to put as much distance as possible between himself and this place.

With Han Li's current cultivation, when he pushed his escape speed to the limit, the blue streak became a thread of blue light piercing the void in an instant, appearing at one end of the sky the moment it sounded here, and at the other end the next moment, instantly escaping over a hundred zhang.

His escape speed was nearly unmatched even among Body Integration cultivators.

This was certainly due to Han Li's recent cultivation progress, but the main reason was still the astonishing escape speed of the newly tempered seventy-two flying swords, which were as light as nothing.

Han Li achieved this astonishing performance by flying on one of these swords.

Han Li was also somewhat surprised that his sword-flying escape speed could reach such a level, and what followed was naturally a mix of surprise and joy.

However, the smile on Han Li's face did not last long; after a while it stiffened, then vanished completely, replaced by an expression of disbelief.

Only then did he realize he had flown a million li in one breath, yet still remained under that strange blood-red cloud cover, with no sign of an end in sight.

Han Li was shocked beyond measure, and he pushed his escape light to go even faster.

When Han Li had flown continuously for half a day and the blood-red in the sky still remained unchanged, finally the blue light retracted, and once again his figure appeared from within the escape light.

At this moment, Han Li's face had become extremely gloomy.

Clearly, he was indeed inside some kind of miraculous restriction, as if such a situation should never occur. But this restriction was so vast that it was truly shocking to hear of.

Han Li hovered in mid-air, his thoughts racing as he considered strategies to escape.

But before Han Li could think of anything, the blood clouds in the sky suddenly rolled violently, and from within them emerged fist-sized blood-red runes. These runes spun in the clouds and suddenly emitted a low humming sound.

The humming grew louder and louder, gradually becoming deafening.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart tightened. Without hesitation, he made a hand seal, a blue light flashed on his body, and the seventy-two blue flying swords shot out from all parts of his body, circling around him before suddenly transforming into seventy-two blue lotuses, which flew up and down in dance.

But Han Li did not stop there. After releasing the flying swords, he made a grasping motion in the air with one hand, a black light flashed, and a small black mountain a few inches high appeared in his palm.

Without thinking, he threw it!

The black small mountain flickered and instantly became over ten zhang high, blocking directly above Han Li's head and firmly protecting the upper space.

Although he did not know what would happen, Han Li still instantly prepared multiple layers of defense.

At the moment Han Li braced himself as if facing a great enemy, the blood-red runes in the sky sank downward as if they had found a target, and simultaneously flashed toward Han Li.

Fortunately, above his head stood the enormous Yuanci Divine Mountain, which blocked those runes from coming through, but the blood-red runes appearing from the four sides and below surged toward Han Li in a frenzy.

Han Li's face changed, and without thinking further, he pointed at the surrounding blue lotuses.

Instantly, these lotuses spun and transformed into countless blue sword lights, which madly slashed at the surrounding blood-red runes.

With a loud "pupu" sound, all the runes were instantly cut into clusters of blood mist, which exploded outward in all directions. As the blood mist rolled, it actually tried to squeeze into the gaps between the blue sword lights.

But Han Li let out a low shout, and the blue-white arcs on his body suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into a massive electric net amid the thunderclap, which bounced the approaching blood mist apart.

Just as Han Li felt a slight easing in his heart, the blood mist rolled back and, in the blink of an eye, disappeared into the blood clouds above without a trace.

The blood clouds then violently trembled, and after a tremendous earth-shaking roar, a thirty-zhang-wide blood rune slowly pressed down from within the clouds and appeared.

Even seeing such a huge blood rune, Han Li's face turned blue.

After taking a deep breath, he suddenly pointed at the black small mountain on his head.

The mountain immediately let out a dull sound, and countless gray light rays shot out, intertwining densely to form a gray net above his head, preparing to receive the impact of that huge rune.

But then something happened that made Han Li startle!

The huge rune did not fall straight down as he had imagined; instead, the blood clouds beneath it suddenly began to rotate slowly, while the rune's surface flickered with strange blood light.

Han Li stood in place and waited for the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, but nothing happened at all!

He frowned, somewhat unable to fathom the purpose of this huge rune.

But then his face changed, and Han Li seemed to have discovered something; he fiercely slapped the storage bracelet on one wrist with the other hand.

Instantly, a blue flash appeared, and a jade box flew out, spun once, and landed in his hand.

And on the jade box were pasted several zhang-sized talismans of various colors, but at this moment they were trembling nonstop on the box lid, while spiritual light flickered dark and bright.

Even more unbelievably, at the moment Han Li examined it, the blood-red rune in the high sky responded in kind, its light flashing wildly.

With a few "zila" sounds, these talismans instantly ignited, turning into flying ashes in an instant and disappearing. Almost simultaneously, a loud "boom" sound came.

A strange light flashed on the surface of the jade box, and it instantly exploded into a burst of white light, sending countless fragments shooting out.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would probably be seriously injured by this alone.

But Han Li's physical body had already been strengthened to the extreme. Those fragments striking his hands and body fell off like striking fine steel.

However, after the white light faded and the explosion subsided, an object hovered motionless in place.

Its surface was slightly yellow, but etched with streaks of dark green 'color' patterns, slender and resembling a wooden rod.

It was precisely Han Li's Xuantian fruit!

Upon seeing the Xuantian fruit, the blood talisman in the air trembled violently, then flashed with blood light, and with a bang, it shattered and vanished in midair.

Han Li's 'color' changed several times, revealing an expression of extreme astonishment.

Everything before him was too strange! Could it be that these blood clouds had originally come for this Xuantian fruit!

He couldn't help but think so.

But before he could figure out the whole story, a tremendous rumbling suddenly erupted from the blood clouds above.

Han Li startled, hastily lifting his gaze upward.

What appeared made him jump in fright.

In the blood clouds above, amidst the roar, illusory figures suddenly materialized—most were shadows of various demonic beasts, while a smaller portion were figures of unfamiliar races he had never seen, among whom clearly appeared many Flying Spirit beings.

Whether beast shadows or foreign race illusions, each face was twisted, seeming to suffer immensely.

"Blood sacrifice!" With Han Li's experience, after just a few glances he sensed something, and cried out involuntarily.

And at that moment, all the blood 'color' illusions suddenly converged into the blood clouds, followed by a burst of blood light, as a blood 'color' formation nearly covering half the sky gradually took shape.

Han Li drew a sharp breath, then suddenly backhanded and seized the Xuantian fruit; a flash of green light on his body transformed him into a green thread that shot outward, arriving over a hundred zhang away.

Seeing the situation was wrong, he immediately turned and fled.

After a few flashes, the green thread vanished without a trace at the horizon's end.

Yet the enormous formation, several li in diameter, still hanging in the air where he had been, continued to form slowly, showing no sign of stopping due to his departure.

After a brief pause, flying at full speed, Han Li fled a million li in one breath, yet remained beneath the blood clouds.

But that enormous formation had long since been flung away, vanishing without a trace.

Han Li exhaled deeply, his escape light pausing slightly, finally slowing a bit.

At that instant, the blood clouds above suddenly roared with tremendous rumbling!

Upon hearing that familiar sound, Han Li's heart sank, and he hastily looked up.

See, the blood clouds, which had been eerily calm, suddenly dispersed at this moment; then the sky slightly twisted, blood light flashed, and a massive blood 'color' formation appeared.

This mysterious formation spun once, perfectly enclosing Han Li at its center.

Han Li's 'color' instantly turned pallid and bloodless.

Even though he still did not know what this formation was for, such a terrifying massive ** formation relentlessly pursuing him could naturally not be anything good.

Han Li immediately, without thinking, flashed green light on his body, preparing to flee again.

But at that moment, the blood 'color' formation above underwent a sudden anomaly!

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