Chapter 1659

In the previous counterattack by that demon ape with surging momentum, Han Li's laid-down Yuan Ci Divine Light and Five 'Color' Cold Flames merely offered slight resistance before being shattered one after another, and only then did he barely use the crystal small shield to withstand this strike. WwW. feiazw. CoM

The demon ape's immense strength was tolerable, but that purple 'Color' residual blade truly possessed tremendous power, slashing from afar, impossible to defend against.

Given Han Li's rich combat experience, he naturally immediately thought of using the gold-devouring insects to resist.

He did not release more gold 'Color' beetles, but instead let the Fan Sheng True Devil Dharma Aspect descend and merge with himself, then used his four arms to manifest four treasures, simultaneously striking the opponent's two fists.

At the same time, the two captured gold-devouring insects loosened their sharp teeth in their mouths and struggled wildly with frantic wing flaps.

The mutated gold-devouring insects inherently possess immense strength.

With both acting simultaneously, the gold-devouring insects managed to truly break free from the opponent's fists.

The two insects immediately shot 'toward' the distant residual blade, entangling it relentlessly.

Seeing this, the demon ape simply raised both fists and began wildly smashing toward Han Li.

But given Han Li's formidable physical strength, he had no fear, thus forming the current situation.

This demon ape's battle armor and that purple blade are extraordinarily formidable, but the truly terrifying aspect lies in its immense strength.

Although Han Li did not use all six arms, the Fan Sheng True Devil Art has already been pushed to the extreme, yet he still appears slightly inferior to his opponent.

However, this demon ape, whether due to bearing heavy injuries or confident in its ability to handle Han Li's current means, besides using its pair of fists, did not employ any other divine abilities.

Only after Han Li adapted to the demon ape's ghostly speed could he calmly parry.

Likewise, ordinary treasures striking that purple 'Color' armor have little effect, at most leaving only some traces on its surface.

This strange purple 'Color' armor makes the giant ape seem as if it is inside an indestructible turtle shell, leaving Han Li also feeling greatly troubled.

It seems only another approach will work.

Han Li's face remained expressionless as he silently pondered in his heart.

He inhaled deeply, and a hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly moved, a jade-white palm probing out.

After the time ghost's howl rose, five white bone skulls emerged, their mouths opening wide as five 'Color' cold flames surged forth, sweeping toward the demon ape.

Following this, Han Li opened his mouth again, and a green 'Color' small cauldron was sprayed out.

The cauldron spun around, and instantly countless green threads broke through the air, flying straight to entangle the opponent, then vanished with a flick.

Meanwhile, Han Li himself felt thunder roar behind him, and a pair of wings manifested.

The wings trembled slightly, and his form instantly became a blue-white electric arc, shooting 'toward' the hall's exit.

He actually intended to use two divine abilities to temporarily suppress the demon ape, then seize the chance to escape and increase the distance between them.

Then he would lure the ape into the Spring Li Sword Formation in the passage.

Only by relying on the sword formation's power could he trap the opponent and then fully unleash divine abilities to slay this demon.

However, something Han Li never expected happened.

The blue-white arc flashed, and as Han Li paused momentarily at the gate, an anomaly *** occurred.

In the void beside the gate, blood light flashed, and a blood-red object several zhang long strangely flickered into view, smashing down head-on.

It was actually the blood bed the demon ape had previously wallowed in!

"How could this thing be here?"

Han Li naturally started, involuntarily thinking so.

But the blood bed appeared too quickly; when it struck, its entire body blazed with blood light, and countless large and small runes surged out wildly, appearing eerily strange.

Han Li dared not be negligent in the slightest; almost instinctively letting out a low shout, not only did his four gold 'Color' arms below fully swing their weapons, but a black and white pair of hands also flickered, transforming into a sky-filling barrage of fist shadows striking downward.

Although the blood bed appeared too suddenly, giving him no time to use other divine abilities, he could only rely on his physical body to resist directly. But he was confident that activating his six arms below would be enough to blast this thing away in one strike.

Gold light flashed, and the four weapons struck the blood bed solidly.

With a boom—boom—boom, gold light and blood radiance intertwined, causing the blood bed to merely pause before continuing to press down slowly.

Han Li's face 'color' sank, the sky-filling fist shadows condensed, then suddenly transformed into two black-and-white giant fists the size of heads, ready to strike upward.

But just then, Han Li suddenly felt a 'hair'-raising chill surge straight up from his back, his skin breaking out in tiny bumps without any prior sign.

"Not good!"

Although he did not know what danger had appeared, but having always trusted his spiritual sense immensely, he unhesitatingly retracted both hands like lightning, one hand pointing at the crystal small shield that had just shrunk due to fleeing flight, intending to activate it immediately, while the other hand pinched, seemingly activating some formula.

But it seemed already too late.

Almost simultaneously, a "puchi" sound!

In the void almost touching Han Li's back, a white line flashed into view, and a blood-red arm extended from it, five fingers like hooks grabbing downward.

The golden radiant body-protecting spiritual light and flesh comparable to a top-tier treasure, upon this grab, seemed as fragile as paper. Merely slightly blurred, the blood-red arm directly pierced Han Li's body and protruded from his chest.

Han Li stared at the half-arm emerging before his chest, his facial muscles twitching, his eyes filled with bewilderment, as if he still could not believe what had happened to him.

The "ge ge" strange laugh echoed again throughout the hall.

However, this sound did not come from the mouth of the purple 'Color'-armored demon ape, but from the spatial rift formed by the white line opposite behind him, clearly the voice of the blood arm's owner.

"Brat, you actually dare to scheme against me. Truly seeking your own death. But looking at your magic power, it is indeed pure—perfect for this great *** to supplement." Amid the strange laughter, a blood-red shadow leapt from the rift and laughed wildly as it spoke.

Following this, the blood arm that had pierced Han Li's body contracted, its mouth opening to 'reveal' a mouth full of fangs, biting toward Han Li's head.

But just then, an unbelievable event occurred.

Han Li's body was suddenly enveloped by a cluster of emerald green spiritual light, then after a flash, it turned into specks of green light and vanished into thin air, leaving only a pierced emerald green 'Color' talisman on the blood arm.

The blood shadow bit into empty air, naturally startled, but immediately turned its head and looked toward the outside of the gate,.

Only seen, in the demon qi outside the gate, green light flashed, and Han Li, with his face 'color' slightly pale, reappeared.

The blood shadow's gaze focused and swept over his chest, unable to help but be stunned.

Han Li's front had not only no wound, but not even a trace of blood. If not for the fact that his green robe's chest was indeed torn open into a large hole, the blood shadow might have thought its previous piercing strike had hit nothing, or that it had fallen for an illusion.

The blood shadow's gaze shifted, falling again on the original blood arm, only to see that it was not completely empty either; indeed, a talisman flashing with emerald green light had replaced the spot where Han Li had been pierced through.

Its spirit 'color' stirred, and another arm moved, immediately reaching to grab this talisman.

But just then, Han Li outside the gate let out a cold snort from his mouth and uttered the word "withdraw".

The emerald-green talisman flickered and instantly transformed into a streak of emerald light that shot out; in a mere flash, it vanished into Han Li's body without a trace.

This talisman was naturally the "Spirit-Transforming Talisman" that Han Li had secretly cultivated day and night since arriving in the Spirit Realm.

With Han Li's current cultivation realm, plus several hundred years of day-and-night nurturing, the divine power of the Spirit-Transforming Talisman was far beyond what it could have been in the Mortal Realm.

Thus, although he had not yet had time to activate a treasure for protection, at the exact moment the opponent's claw shattered his formidable fleshly body, he instantly activated the Spirit-Transforming Talisman with a thought, letting it bear the brunt of this piercing strike in his place.

Had it not been for this, even though he could have relied on his formidable fleshly body to save his life from the opponent's sudden strike, he would have undoubtedly suffered severe injuries. However, this Spirit-Transforming Talisman is now temporarily unusable and must be re-cultivated for over a hundred years before it can be used again.

But this place is clearly the sleeping ground of that magic ape; what is this blood shadow, and why does it appear here? Though it spoke in human tones just now and claimed to be the magic ape itself—could it be an incarnation of the magic ape?

Han Li's expression shifted uncertainly, his blue light flickering slightly as he scrutinized the blood shadow up and down.

Although the blood shadow was enveloped in a layer of blood light, its form appeared hazy and indistinct, yet under Han Li's spiritual-eye divine ability, he could see it perfectly clearly.

His pupils suddenly contracted,

and though the blood shadow appeared insubstantial, its shape and appearance were exactly identical to those of the magic ape in the purple-colored battle armor.

Likewise, it bore three single horns on its head, a wide mouth with fangs, and arms astonishingly long, reaching past its knees.

Seeing Han Li standing silently in place, merely gazing at it with a hesitant expression, the blood shadow immediately gave a sinister grin, suddenly raised its hand, and beckoned toward the distant magic ape clad in purple-colored battle armor.

Immediately, the magic ape moved, taking large strides forward as it approached.

The blood shadow's form flickered, instantly transforming into a streak of blood light that shot forth; in a flash, it vanished into the purple-colored battle armor, leaving no trace.

"Whoosh!"

A stream of black-and-red demonic energy surged forth from the purple-colored battle armor, and simultaneously, an immeasurable spiritual pressure shot up into the heavens—showing no sign of injury whatsoever.

Struck by this astonishing spiritual pressure from afar, Han Li's complexion changed as he retreated several steps; simultaneously, a flash of spiritual light in his mind brought to mind a certain demonic secret technique recorded in the Heaven-Supporting Demon Art, and he involuntarily exclaimed:

"Soul-Body Division Primordial!"

"Eh! How do you know this *** name! Not bad—I am indeed using this *** to heal my wounds. Though the separation of soul and body has increased danger somewhat, it allows me to accelerate my recovery speed by more than double. Speaking of which, you also seem somewhat strange. Clearly a Spirit Realm person, yet you cultivate our Ancient Demon Realm's top-tier demonic art. Though it has been altered considerably, its power still seems somewhat similar." A soft exclamation came from within the purple-colored battle armor, followed by a cold inquiry.

"So you say, your injury is nearly healed!" Han Li's complexion instantly turned extremely grim.

"Haha! Although my fleshly body recovers slowly, my Primordial Spirit has already recovered to about seventy or eighty percent. If you are sensible, come over obediently and let me absorb your essence and blood. If satisfactory, this Demon Sovereign might even let you reincarnate with a thread of your soul and spirit." The magic ape laughed wildly as it spoke.

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