Chapter 1769

Han Li made a hand seal with one hand, and another white shadow flew out from his body; in a flash, it turned into a white-clad woman, but then flickered again and vanished into the nearby void.

Having prepared so many contingencies, he then cast the Taiyi Transformation Purifying Talisman, and his form became invisible as the silver 'color' runes flashed.

The incorporeal body swiftly floated into a certain passage, and Han Li's face showed no expression at all.

After turning several bends in the passage, a 'milky' 'white' stone grotto finally appeared at the end.

Faint traces of breath, barely perceptible, seeped out from the cave.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, yet his form did not pause in the slightest as he floated forward.

After a moment, he reached the vicinity of the cave entrance and swept his gaze inside.

This cave was extraordinarily large—several times the size of the previous ones—and its vast space of over a hundred zhang resembled a small plaza.

In the center of the plaza stood a silver-misty semicircular light curtain, resembling an inverted giant sea bowl; within it, faintly visible, was a golden seal inscription stone wall similar to the previous ones.

At the four corners of the plaza, however, each had a Rong person sitting cross-legged on the ground.

They were positioned in a mutually supporting posture, some with heads lowered, faces showing thoughtful 'color'.

Others had their eyes wide open, staring intently at the silver 'color' light curtain...

Yet what caused Han Li's heart to twitch slightly as he scanned them was a Rong giant with both hands resting on his knees, eyes tightly shut, and face faintly purple.

The giant wore an ordinary gray long robe, but oddly carried on his back an unnamed giant blade.

The blade was wrapped in a yellow 'color' animal hide, with only the thick, long, dark hilt 'exposed'.

The entire giant blade appeared to be significantly taller than the giant himself, making it strikingly conspicuous.

What drew Han Li to glance at the giant several more times was the layer of seemingly tangible blood light emanating from his body.

It was actually an extremely condensed and rare form of killing aura.

The other three Rong people: one was a youth wearing green hide armor, and the other two were elderly figures with white hair and beard, an old man and an old woman.

Besides being covered in long hair, these four foreigners had skulls that differed greatly from the Rong outside, actually resembling those of ordinary humans.

Han Li's pupils flashed with cold light, and without hesitation, he silently drifted toward the direction where the giant stood.

Clearly, this foreigner was far more troublesome than the other three; he intended to strike first with surprise, deliver a killing blow, and then calmly deal with the remaining three.

The incorporeal body moved like air—silent and soundless—now just over twenty zhang from the giant, and gradually closing in.

The giant remained seated cross-legged on the ground, utterly still, unaware that a killing star was approaching.

Han Li's face grew increasingly cold, and the magic power within his body began to flow unpredictably.

But just then, an unforeseen event occurred.

When Han Li drifted within ten zhang or so of the giant, the giant blade on his back suddenly trembled and emitted a low humming sound.

Though the sound was not loud, in this originally silent place, the humming was unusually piercing.

The other three Rong people were startled, and in a "swish", their gazes all turned toward the giant.

The giant also opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with a golden-yellow piercing gleam, and he made a lightning-fast grab into the void.

The giant blade appeared in his hand for no apparent reason; a shake caused the animal hide to crack and disintegrate inch by inch.

Then the giant blade transformed into a black-misty whirlwind, rushing forward to sweep wildly.

In the black wind, the sound of "boom—boom—boom" rose loudly, vaguely enveloping a snarling, clawing monster-like presence, its momentum astonishingly extraordinary.

Han Li's face 'color' changed, and he inwardly cursed his bad luck—he had actually encountered an extremely rare treasure capable of automatic warning, and the giant blade was likely one of the items listed on the Chaos Myriad Spirits Ranking.

His body flashed with golden light, and his form instantly became visible again, while both arms rose simultaneously.

One hand flipped over, suddenly producing a silver 'color' short ruler, which he gave a slight shake toward the black 'color' whirlwind.

Countless ruler shadows surged forth, then, amid the flashing silver light, coalesced into a massive ruler shadow that emitted bursts of wind and thunder as it came down in a single strike.

With a "boom", a heaven-shaking, earth-shaking roar erupted.

Silver light and black wind exploded simultaneously, sending waves of air surging and scattering in all directions; the silver ruler and a giant blade resembling a stone gate collided instantly,

their surface runes flickering on and off, emitting astonishing spiritual pressure, and producing waves of humming sounds—so much so that they were momentarily locked in a stalemate.

Han Li's other palm, however, lightly struck the void.

A black 'color' small mountain was instantly thrown out; after a flash, it vanished into the void without a trace.

The next moment, spatial fluctuations arose above the giant's head, and a black mountain peak about a zhang high appeared out of nowhere, then came crashing down with overwhelming force.

"Eh"

A surprised soft cry rang out, and the Rong giant finally showed a hint of astonishment on his face, though his mouth immediately twitched into a hint of a ferocious smile; with a single hand seal, a thick layer of blood-colored killing aura rose from his body.

These killing auras shot into the sky, then condensed into a blood-red hand, which, with fingers spread, lunged straight at the black-colored small mountain to support it.

A muffled thud!

Upon contact between the hand's five fingers and the base of the mountain peak, it suddenly sank, immediately showing signs of inability to hold.

Clearly, the weight of the Extreme Magnetic Mountain exceeded the Rong giant's expectations.

The giant's face changed, and he suddenly rose to his feet without a word, fiercely punching upward at the top of his head.

As the blood-colored light column erupted from his fist and flashed briefly, it vanished into the blood-colored hand in midair.

Instantly, the surface of the blood hand flashed with crystalline blood light, its volume suddenly swelling several times; as he exerted force with his fingers, blood-colored lotus flowers bloomed at the fingertips.

The five lotus flowers spun rapidly, releasing countless runes that, combined with the blood-colored hand, actually managed to support the black-colored mountain peak, preventing it from falling further.

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and after a thunderclap behind him, a pair of crystalline feathered wings instantly appeared.

With a flap of the wings, he vanished in a thunderclap right after the sound of thunder.

Seeing this, the Rong giant's pupils contracted; he suddenly opened his mouth, and a jet of golden light shot out, flashing before disappearing into the void at the remaining zhang distance.

After a low沉 explosion, Han Li staggered, and his form suddenly appeared there in a strange flash.

A pure white jade-like hand, with five 'color' flames flickering, firmly gripped a gold 'color' small snake bearing twin wings on its back.

The snake, amidst the flames, still flicked its tongue and swayed its head and tail continuously, appearing as if about to break free at any moment.

After Han Li let out a cold snort, the five 'color' flames in his hand suddenly blazed intensely, becoming blindingly bright.

The golden 'colored' flying snake trapped within suddenly showed panic in its eyes, but in the next moment, layer upon layer of cold ice instantly appeared on its body.

The golden 'colored' flying 'shot' instantly turned into a five 'colored' ice sculpture.

As his cultivation advanced greatly, the power of the five 'colored' ultimate flames naturally could no longer be compared to what it was initially.

Without hesitation, he clapped his two hands together again, and with a crackling sound, golden 'colored' electric arcs shot out from his palms.

The ice sculpture shattered inch by inch, instantly dissipating into scattered crystal light.

Seeing this, the Rong giant's face involuntarily showed a mix of shock and anger.

This "Void-Piercing Spirit Snake" had been cultivated by him for many years; it naturally possessed the great supernatural power to pierce through the void, and its body was extremely tough, difficult to damage by magical treasures.

He never expected that when Fang Yi released it this time, although it broke the opponent's strange evasion technique, it was also so easily killed by the opponent.

The Rong giant immediately let out an angry shout from his mouth, grabbed at the void with one big hand, and suddenly a round cymbal appeared.

Its surface was inscribed with exquisite runes, its edges were extremely sharp, and it emitted faint traces of blood light.

With a shake of his wrist, the round bowl shot out with a howling sound.

The "hissing" sound of breaking air rang out loudly, and it instantly turned into a sky-full of blood blades, rushing straight toward Han Li in rolling waves.

Looking at these blood blades, Han Li's face suddenly showed a strange expression, but he made no attempt to dodge or avoid, instead pinching a hand seal with one hand.

Black energy rolled over his body, and instantly a piece of black battle armor appeared.

When those blood lights came within about a zhang in front of Han Li, they were blocked by layer upon layer of black 'colored' runes that arose from the battle armor, unable to approach even slightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Li spread his wings again and vanished in a flash as a cyan-white electric arc.

The giant's face sank like water; without hesitation, his body spun around, and blood-colored killing intent instantly flew in all directions, instantly forming a huge blood lotus that firmly protected him within.

However, the giant also realized the opponent was not an ordinary existence; taking this opportunity, he quickly glanced at several companions, simultaneously feeling some surprise as to why no other few had arrived to help by now.

As a result of this glance, the giant's expression suddenly tightened.

Only then did he see that, at some unknown time, the leather-armored youth, the old man, and the old woman among the Rong people were fighting a white shadow and two faint silver shadows that had appeared at some unknown time, each side locked in a melee; although they held a clear advantage, they could not disengage for the moment.

The white shadow and silver shadows were naturally the spirit puppets that had secretly followed Han Li in, and the two shadow puppets transformed from the甲元符.

As Han Li's cultivation broke through two levels in succession, the copied shadow puppets also greatly increased in supernatural power, enabling them to entangle two late-stage Void Refinement cultivators; otherwise, according to the previous shadow puppets, they would likely be destroyed by the old woman and old man using treasures after just a few exchanges.

As for the white-clad woman transformed from the "doll," she held a fan in one hand, from which bursts of blue light surged wildly; with the other hand, her long sleeves danced, and white threads formed from cold air shot out continuously, also binding the youth tightly.

The giant's heart secretly trembled; before he could think further, a disturbance arose above his head, and Han Li's body strangely appeared on top of the black-colored small mountain, where he lightly stepped with one foot.

The small mountain, amid a burst of gray light, rapidly expanded in size, becoming over ten zhang tall; beneath the flashing silver symbols, with a "Boom," it crushed the下方 blood 'colored' great hand into inch-sized fragments,

The black 'colored' mountain peak howled downward.

The Rong giant's face changed color; without thinking, he flipped his hand over.

A flash of spiritual light, and a small silver 'colored' axe several inches long appeared in his hand, which he then swung and hurled into the air.

A dull thud!

A giant axe about several zhang long appeared in the flashing silver 'colored' glow, and with a flash, it seemed like a bolt of lightning chopping toward the black 'colored' mountain peak.

Han Li's pupils contracted, and he suddenly urged a法决 in his heart.

The Yuan Magnetic Extreme Mountain blurred, and in an instant, it strangely disappeared.

The giant axe chopped into empty space.

But immediately, a light "puff" sound came.

Han Li's figure, together with the black-colored mountain peak, suddenly flashed into view above the Rong giant's head, and without hesitation, he smashed downward.

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