Chapter 1770: Sweeping Away All Enemies

Rong tribe burly man's face changed drastically, not having expected such a large mountain peak could also flash into the void for a teleportation attack; in a panic, he let out a loud shout.

Immediately, the blood-colored lotus flowers beside the burly man had their petals flutter up, layers of blood light condensing, actually forming a seven-layer-thick blood-colored light curtain in one breath.

At the same time, the burly man slapped his own heavenly spirit cover with one hand, a blood-colored killing aura shot out from his skull, transforming into a blood-colored ferocious tiger baring fangs and claws, which swooped down from the mountain peak and fiercely grabbed and slapped.

After the black mountain peak came crashing down with a rumble, the ferocious tiger, upon contact, was instantly crushed by the immense force from above.

The mountain peak flashed and then smashed onto the blood light curtain.

The black light sank slightly, followed by continuous "bang bang" cracking sounds.

The blood-colored light curtain was shattered through five layers by the mountain peak's impact; at the sixth layer, the blood light flashed wildly, barely allowing the descent of the magnetic extreme mountain to pause momentarily.

The Rong tribe burly man's face turned fierce as he suddenly reached out and grabbed the giant axe in midair.

That silver-colored giant axe spun around, then transformed once more into a thick bolt of lightning that chopped downward.

The target was precisely Han Li standing atop the black mountain peak.

Han Li's eyes twitched suddenly; he actually stood his ground without dodging in the slightest.

In the nearby void, a "puchi" sound rang out as a large silver-colored fireball shot out from the void nearby, flashing and accurately striking the lightning formed by the giant axe.

With a boom, upon contact, the giant axe immediately revealed its true form and was instantly engulfed by rolling silver flames.

The burly man's heart jolted; before he could react, the void behind him twisted and blurred, and a tall golden figure with three heads and six arms flashed out, each of its six palms holding a spinning cluster of golden light.

This was Han Li's Fan Sheng Golden Body.

As soon as it appeared, the six arms simultaneously moved toward the chest, and the six clusters of golden light instantly merged into one, forming a golden-colored vortex the size of a head.

At the same time, the two heads of the golden body closed their eyes, and then two utterly different incantation voices overlapped and transmitted from their mouths.

Thunder rumbled within the vortex, faintly accompanied by Buddhist chanting; in a flash, it expanded to a size of about ten feet.

With such a tremendous commotion, how could the Rong tribe burly man fail to notice? His face changed drastically, and without thinking, he flung one sleeve backward.

Immediately, a large expanse of crystalline blood threads appeared behind him, and with a tremor, they densely shot toward the golden body.

Blood light flashed across the sky, momentum astonishingly immense!

But when thousands of blood threads struck the golden body's form, they all flashed and vanished instantly, utterly unable to harm the golden body's diamond-like physique in the slightest.

At this moment, an invisible immense force surged from within the golden vortex, instantly pulling the nearby Rong tribe burly man into it.

He felt the surrounding air tighten, his limbs unable to move even slightly.

"Ah"

The Rong tribe burly man's heart turned cold; a bad thought arose in his mind, and with a stir of his divine sense, he tried to recall the giant blade locked in a fierce struggle with the silver-colored ruler shadow.

However, Han Li let out a cold snort in midair, and the silver-colored ruler shadow suddenly scattered like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, transforming into clusters of silver light that rolled toward the giant blade.

Though the black giant blade itself possessed astonishing power, under such a frenzied assault, it could not free itself in the slightest.

An irresistible suction force suddenly erupted from behind the burly man!

With a "swoosh," he was sucked in like an arrow into the massive vortex behind him.

A miserable cry rang out, followed by a heaven-shaking explosion.

After the golden vortex trembled slightly, the Rong tribe burly man's aura vanished completely and without trace.

The incantation in the golden body's mouth ceased; it extended a finger and lightly pointed at the massive vortex.

Spiritual light flashed, the vortex rapidly shrank, and in the blink of an eye returned to its original size, then flashed and vanished into nothingness.

At this moment, the black giant blade, now without its master, let out a mournful cry, suddenly transforming into a black-colored flood dragon that wildly sprayed clouds and mist, actually breaking through the layered restrictions formed by the silver-colored ruler shadow's illusion and soaring into the sky.

Han Li, however, seemed to have anticipated this; he flapped his wings behind him, appearing and disappearing in the thunder's roar, ghostlike, above the black giant blade.

He opened his mouth, and a cluster of green light sprayed out, within which a small green-colored tripod was faintly wrapped.

Han Li's finger shot forward and tapped the small tripod rapidly.

The tripod lid flew up, and inside, a buzzing sound rose loudly; countless green threads shot out, and in a flash, they teleported across the void, instantly binding the black flood dragon tightly.

Han Li struck the small tripod again.

With a clear "ding" sound, the green threads on the flood dragon's body suddenly tightened; as the green light blazed, it reverted to the form of the giant blade.

Han Li then made a hand seal with one hand; as the green threads retracted, he sucked the giant blade into the tripod.

The small tripod spun around, then transformed back into a cluster of green light.

Han Li flicked his sleeve at it, and the green light cluster flashed and vanished.

Han Li then turned his gaze and glanced toward the remaining directions.

As for that silver-colored giant axe, it had long been turned into a blob of silver juice by the Spirit-Devouring Heavenly Fire, being slowly consumed in the flames, about to vanish completely.

As for the remaining three Rong tribe members, they too had discovered that the Rong tribe burly man had been slain by Han Li.

The three turned pale with fright, almost simultaneously abandoning their opponents, their bodies erupting in escape light as they each transformed into a startling rainbow shooting toward the entrance to flee.

They clearly understood that anyone capable of slaying the Rong tribe burly man in such a short time was absolutely beyond their combined strength; they would need to gather the remaining few to have any chance of a fight.

But how could Han Li let them have their way? A flash of killing intent crossed his face, his wings behind him flickered, and he transformed into a strand of cyan-white light that flashed and vanished into the void.

The three-headed, six-armed golden body also took a large step, its form flickering and vanishing without a trace.

The two shadow puppets and the spirit puppet "dolls" naturally also rose into the air, giving chase.

Shortly after, a youth's miserable cry rang out from outside the cave, followed by his aura vanishing instantly.

Then came explosion sounds, roars, and howls echoing continuously outside the cave; after only a short while, the miserable cries of the old man and old woman also followed in succession.

After that, there was no sound at all.

After a full incense stick's time, at a distant underground crossroads far from the cave, a heaven-shaking explosion suddenly rang out, and the sounds of slaughter and fighting erupted once again……

After an unknown duration, the distant fighting sounds fell silent once more.

Outside the cave, a flash of escape light appeared as Han Li, filled with killing intent, walked in, his expression neither sad nor joyful; his gaze swept over and fell upon the silver-colored light shield in the cave's center.

In the previous great battle outside the cave, he had joined forces with the golden body and puppets, annihilated the remaining three Rong tribe members in one go with great supernatural power, and immediately rushed to the magic array at the crossroads.

As a result, the remaining four Rong tribe members were indeed trapped within by the Nine Palaces Heavenly Stem talisman and restrictions.

Naturally, Han Li immediately entered it and engaged in another fierce battle with these four Rong tribesmen.

The result was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Although he consecutively killed three of them, the last black-clad Rong tribesman, taking advantage of a brief moment of respite, suddenly unleashed a strange evasion technique he had never seen before, instantly self-destructing his physical body to break through the restriction and transforming into more than ten streaks of blood light that fled in panic.

Although he pursued and destroyed most of the fleeing blood light, killing them one by one, two streaks had fled too far, beyond the reach of his spiritual sense and Divine Eye ability, so he had no choice but to return immediately.

Although letting this person escape with his 'life' from his grasp, a pair of remnant souls without physical bodies might possibly be swallowed whole by some ferocious beast somewhere, so there was no need to worry too much about it.

Moreover, he had no intention of lingering in this place at all; as soon as he broke the current restriction and obtained the final portion of the golden seal script, he would immediately depart.

However, regarding this silver 'color' light barrier before him, which could leave more than ten Rong tribesmen helpless, he had little confidence in his heart that he could truly break this restriction.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, and with blue light flashing in his pupils, he slowly walked toward the light barrier.

This restriction indeed appeared somewhat unusual; although its surface seemed to shine with brilliant silver light, upon close inspection, various five-colored runes surged and floated within the barrier without cease, and the barrier itself was unusually dense, its light condensed and not dispersing, giving a feeling of crystalline solidity, as if it were a tangible object.

The fact that the Rong tribesmen could not forcibly break this restriction did not mean he also could not accomplish this.

He furrowed his brow slightly, then suddenly flicked his finger from his sleeve, and a strand of green, misty sword light flashed and 'shot' out, landing upon the light barrier.

With a crisp "peng" sound, the sword light mercilessly rebounded, utterly unable to pierce the light barrier even slightly.

Han Li's face showed no trace of surprise 'color'; without a word, he opened his mouth, and a ball of silver 'color' fire also spewed out.

With a dull thud, the Spirit-Devouring True Fire struck the light barrier and slid off just the same, producing no effect whatsoever.

He did not give up there; light flashed in his hand, and a silver 'color' short ruler appeared, and in an instant, countless ruler shadows surged forth...

In this manner, he successively tried several divine abilities and spiritual treasures, but none had any effect on the silver 'color' light barrier.

When Han Li gritted his teeth, he even did not hesitate to activate the Golden Body and use the Xuan Tian残blade once.

As a result, he completely gave up on breaking the restriction through brute force.

Although this silver 'color' light barrier could not resist the legal power of the Xuan Tian treasure, when it was struck and began to show cracks, the stone wall within the barrier suddenly buzzed in unison, and likewise, numerous cracks appeared.

After Han Li was startled, he quickly dispersed the attack of the Xuan Tian残blade, which caused a backlash of his internal energy, nearly damaging his vital essence.

Thus, he also abandoned the idea of using the Gold-Devouring Insects, sat down cross-legged, and began studying the method array beneath the silver 'color' light barrier and the flashing runes on its surface.

This was fortunate, as Han Li himself had considerable attainment in the way of formations, and additionally, he had previously heard the Rong tribesmen mention the Guang Han令 when they conversed.

Therefore, after painstakingly meditating in the cave for a day and a night, he still managed to find a few clues toward breaking it.

Han Li let out a joyful, unrestrained laugh from his mouth, rose to his feet, shook his sleeves, and instantly a gold and silver light cluster flew out from within.

After a flash, the light cluster transformed into an ancient-looking, half-foot-long令牌, hovering in midair, motionless.

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