Chapter 1598: Suppressing Body Integration

However, Han Li had no intention of fighting an early Body Integration stage existence here. Without hesitation, he shook his feathered wings, spiritual light flashed on his body, and he turned into a green silk thread, shooting forward. (Website)

The escape speed was nearly twice as fast, not losing to the red light chasing from behind at all.

As the two shot forward, they vanished from the nearby sky in just a few breaths.

The human figure in the red light behind was naturally the Tu-surnamed old man of the Jiao Chi race.

He relied on the Heaven Mystery Compass to easily find Han Li's location, but didn't expect the other to escape with such astonishing speed as soon as he approached.

This startled the old man, but he was also secretly happy.

The opponent seemed to have extraordinary divine abilities and likely possessed the target item he wanted to seize.

Immediately, he urged the red light on his body and followed relentlessly.

The two chased each other like meteors in the sky, without any concealment, flying over a thousand miles in a flash.

The red light behind couldn't catch up to the green silk thread in front for a time.

The old man in the red light was somewhat moved!

Although he wasn't proficient in escape arts, he had clearly swept his spiritual sense over the opponent, who was only an upper-tribe seventh-tier existence, yet now he could make him fly such a long distance without being able to catch up.

This was truly unbelievable!

However, the old man was an existence with half a foot in the Body Integration stage, and his experience in fighting others was naturally extremely rich.

The red escape light suddenly stopped, then the light converged, revealing the old man's figure.

He stood expressionlessly and flipped his hand, revealing a purple talisman.

With a light shake, a ball of purple mist erupted, spreading over ten-odd zhang in the blink of an eye, completely shrouding the Tu-surnamed person.

Han Li had been monitoring the enemy's actions from behind. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but frown.

He didn't hesitate to stop his escape light, appearing in his own figure amidst the green light, and then narrowed his eyes to look back.

He was somewhat curious about what the other was planning!

He saw the purple mist roll, and a moment later, it dissipated. As a result, the figure was completely gone from where the old man had been standing, leaving it empty.

Han Li's expression changed slightly. Without thinking, he released his spiritual sense instantly, covering everything within dozens of miles.

As a result, the Tu-surnamed old man was still nowhere to be found, as if he had completely vanished from the vicinity.

Han Li's expression turned solemn. He pinched a magic art rapidly with both hands, and his pupils flashed with blue light, immediately activating the Clear Spirit Eye divine ability.

As a result, his gaze swept rapidly into the distance, but the void was empty, and he still hadn't discovered the old man's figure.

This made Han Li's heart sink.

A Body Integration stage existence was originally an extremely terrifying opponent, and now that he had vanished without a trace, wouldn't that be fatal?

But Han Li was also no ordinary person. After his thoughts turned, he immediately turned his escape light into a green silk thread and fled without hesitation.

Although he didn't know where the other was hiding, staying in this place for a long time was naturally extremely dangerous.

But if the other continued to chase, he didn't believe the other could keep hiding without revealing a trace.

The sound of breaking air erupted, and the green silk thread moved a hundred zhang in an instant, reaching the other end of the sky, then vanishing again.

Han Li flew while using his spiritual eyes to scan behind from time to time.

After only a moment, his eyebrows moved, and he made a discovery.

Deep underground, several miles behind him, a purple hazy figure was traveling through the mud without any obstruction.

It was the Jiao Chi race old man who had vanished earlier.

He didn't know what kind of divine ability he had performed, but borrowing the cover of the purple mist, he had instantly teleported to dozens of zhang underground. Han Li had been careless and missed him at the beginning.

However, even under the Clear Spirit Eye, this person's figure still looked extremely blurred, showing that his concealment method was truly extraordinary. And this earth escape art was clearly different from ordinary escape arts; his speed in the mud was actually a line faster than in the void.

Wherever the red light passed, the mud didn't block him, but instead emitted points of yellow light that entered the red light, making his travel even faster.

Han Li had already flown with all his might, yet he was still being pulled closer by the figure underground.

Han Li felt secretly shocked, but still didn't have any intention of stopping.

The Tu-surnamed old man performing the strange escape art below felt extremely depressed.

He had originally thought that the opponent would be in a panic because he had vanished, or even if he continued to flee, he would slow down or stop temporarily after flying for a distance.

But Han Li not only turned and left without hesitation, but his speed hadn't slowed down at all after flying such a long distance.

This was far beyond his expectations.

But the old man had quite a bit of confidence in his concealment divine ability.

To him, facing existences with higher or same cultivation, it was hard to say, perhaps he would be seen through by the opponent's strong spiritual sense. But for an upper-tribe existence whose cultivation was far inferior to his, this was basically impossible.

Unless the opponent possessed one of the legendary spiritual eye divine abilities. But the probability of that was so small it could basically be ignored.

Now that he saw Han Li hadn't fallen for his trick, the old man had no choice but to continue urging his escape art underground and chase relentlessly.

He naturally saw that his travel underground was a bit faster than Han Li's.

Naturally, he wouldn't give up easily!

Thus, with one having intention and the other being surprised, the two ran for ten thousand miles in one breath.

Han Li saw the purple shadow underground getting closer and closer, his expression turned gloomy, and his gaze began to scan the surroundings non-stop!

Suddenly, two high mountains appeared in front, side by side, covered in lush green, with quite steep terrain.

And in a large area between the two mountains, it was a dense forest.

Han Li saw this place, his heart moved, and he swept his blue-glowing gaze downward.

He saw that the purple shadow had already reached a distance of less than a hundred zhang from him. He was afraid that if he were slightly careless, he would be caught up by the other in a flash.

Han Li took a deep breath, suddenly changed the direction of his escape light, and shot down into the forest.

The sound of breaking air stopped abruptly, and the green silk thread flashed, appearing in the low altitude of the forest.

The escape light converged, and Han Li appeared. But the next moment, he flicked his sleeve, and dozens of small swords flew out with a clear sound.

He pinched a magic art with one hand, and the small swords trembled, turning into dozens of green silk threads and shooting downward.

The sound of breaking air erupted, and countless green silk threads danced, causing the dense trees below to break at the waist in the green light.

In the blink of an eye, an empty space of several hundred zhang appeared out of thin air.

After doing all this, Han Li flickered and appeared on a tree stump a few zhang high below, while pointing his finger calmly.

Green light flashed, and all the silk threads vanished into the void around him, hiding without a trace.

Han Li pinched a magic art with one hand again, and immediately thunderous sounds rang out on his body, countless fine golden and silver electric arcs flashed on his body, then condensed into a golden and silver robe that draped over him.

Then, after the black Qi rolled, a pitch-black demonic armor emerged from beneath his robe.

Finally, Han Li opened his mouth, and a crystal-clear small shield shot out, spinning rapidly around him.

After doing all this, Han Li actually put his hands behind his back, raised his head to look into the air, and stood motionless.

Deep in the mud right below where Han Li was standing, the Tu-surnamed old man watched Han Li's actions with a strange expression, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness from time to time.

Now that he had chased to a distance right next to Han Li, he didn't rush to take action.

However, facing an opponent whose realm was almost three tiers lower than his, the old man didn't intend to endure much longer either.

After sweeping his spiritual sense nearby and confirming that there was indeed only Han Li here, and no traps or other circles, the old man's expression turned ferocious, his figure twisted, and he vanished into the mud without a trace.

The next moment, the same scene played out where Han Li was standing.

After a heaven-shaking loud noise, the tree stump where Han Li was standing burst open, and a pair of crimson giant hands shot out from the ground, grabbing at Han Li's feet.

He actually ignored the three layers of protective shields Han Li had set up, and the momentum was so great it felt like the earth was breaking and mountains were shaking!

Han Li seemed to have anticipated this attack long ago; his figure blurred without any sign, and after a flash, he appeared at another place ten-odd zhang away.

A cold snort came out. Just as Han Li appeared, red light flashed in the void below, and the Tu-surnamed old man strangely appeared as well.

Ferocity flashed in the old man's eyes, and he moved his two arms upward, causing two balls of crimson fist shadows to appear, striking straight at Han Li with high temperature.

This high-tier Jiao Chi race existence actually seemed to be someone who cultivated both magic and body.

Han Li's eyes flashed with surprise, and a pitch-black palm that had been quietly probing from his sleeve pressed at the void below.

A black shadow flashed from his palm, spinning around and turning into a small mountain several zhang high, pressing down silently toward the void below.

It happened to meet the crimson fist shadows below.

The Tu-surnamed old man saw this, his mouth twitched, but instead of changing his attack, a hint of mockery appeared on his face. At the same time, he sneered in his heart:

How strong his pair of fists were, he feared that only at the moment the opponent fell would they truly understand.

Thinking this, the old man suddenly raised his magic power, and the fist shadows expanded by more than half in the red light, turning into the size of a head. And the red light on the surface of the fist shadows became as dazzling as molten lava, as if the nearby void had been dyed red, and the high temperature emitted made the nearby void completely distort and deform.

He actually intended to use this pair of fists to shatter the Yuan Magnetic Divine Mountain.

Han Li saw this scene, but a hint of strangeness appeared in his eyes.

Just at this moment, the fist shadows and the bottom of the black small mountain collided solidly.

As soon as the two made contact, it was silent! The fist shadows and the small mountain trembled, and it was as if time had stopped, freezing in the air. But immediately, a light wheel intertwined with gray and red colors appeared between the two, then turned into circles of light waves, rolling wildly in all directions.

Han Li felt his ears shake, and heaven-shaking thunderous sounds poured into his ears. The low tree stumps nearby made contact with the light waves and instantly turned into piles of wood powder, vanishing in all directions, while the ground shook violently, revealing a dirt pit several dozen zhang in radius and a zhang deep.

Han Li was startled, hurriedly using his blue-glowing eyes to stare downward.

He saw the Yuan Magnetic Divine Mountain still hovering in the air motionless, but the giant fist shadows below had collapsed and disintegrated, but a pair of seemingly ordinary human palms were holding up the mountain, making it unable to fall for a time.

And the owner of these palms was none other than the Tu-surnamed old man himself.

His arms were slightly bent, his face was as red as blood, and he was actually holding up the Yuan Magnetic Divine Mountain with a pair of palms and his own divine strength.

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