Chapter 1867
The scholar let out a low shout, and all the demon butterflies flapped their wings in unison, sending streams of five-colored powder surging out in the vibration, then, under the urging of the spell seal, they transformed into a patch of five-colored toxic cloud about the size of a mu, rushing straight toward Han Li to engulf him.
At the same time, the scholar chanted softly, opened his mouth, and spat out a light red bamboo slip.
As the bamboo slip opened with a flash of flowing light, a vast red light burst forth, and numerous red-glowing runes flew out from within.
These runes appeared profoundly mysterious, but the moment Fang Yi flew out, they twisted and distorted, transforming into numerous red firebirds that closely followed the toxic cloud, sweeping wildly toward Han Li from all directions.
Although this scholar was only an early-stage Body Integration cultivator, his attack was still remarkably imposing.
No wonder, after seeing Han Li's strength rivaling a mid-stage Body Integration cultivator, he still dared to step forward and challenge him.
However, these methods were still insignificant to Han Li as he is now.
Seeing the attack so fierce, Han Li did not startle but laughed instead.
Without using any treasure, he merely pinched a spell with both hands rapidly before his chest; golden light flashed, and behind him appeared the three-headed, six-armed golden-colored illusion.
This illusion similarly had its six hands each forming a seal, and crystalline spiritual light flowed across its surface, actually condensing into a solid body of radiant golden light.
Three faces identical to Han Li's appeared, each clear as if real, while the six arms were covered in a layer of golden scales, with faint runes appearing and disappearing on them, looking extremely mysterious.
This was precisely the Brahma Saint Dharma Aspect Golden Body that Han Li had cultivated.
"Dharma Aspect Golden Body!"
The Long family elder below, upon clearly seeing the solidified form of the three Brahma Saint Dharma Aspects, actually cried out in shock, his previously expressionless face now revealing a trace of astonishment.
Not only the Long family elder, but the two mid-stage Body Integration cultivators from the Ye and Lin families also clearly knew something about the golden body, and were equally shocked.
The moment Han Li's golden body formed behind him, the toxic cloud and the sky-full of firebirds arrived before him, appearing about to completely submerge him.
But Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly let out a loud shout.
As the golden body behind him flickered, it somehow appeared before him, and with golden light bursting from its surface, its size suddenly expanded several times, becoming tens of zhang tall, while the six arms rose and lightly patted toward the toxic cloud and firebirds.
The sounds "pu" and "pu" rang out in succession!
Each of the six golden hands had a golden light ball appearing in its palm, spinning continuously.
Immediately, as the arms moved, the six light balls shot out simultaneously, merging in midair into a golden vortex.
At the same time, the golden body's three heads opened their eyes, emitting three entirely different incantation sounds, overlapping and transmitted from their mouths.
Within the vortex, thunder rumbled faintly, and hidden Buddhist chants could be heard; in a flash, it expanded to three or four zhang in size.
Then, a visible golden wave surged out from the vortex; wherever it passed, whether the falling toxic cloud or the firebirds shooting from all directions, they were all swept in without any resistance, sucked into the vortex.
After a short while, the originally mighty and terrifying assault in the air was swept clean, leaving not a trace.
Seeing this, the scholar was naturally greatly startled!
He hastily moved his golden giant brush in his hand, wanting to launch another attack, but had no chance at all.
As Han Li's divine thought stirred, the golden Brahma Saint body before him suddenly swung its six arms, aiming at the scholar opposite, and struck out with punches from behind.
After a few "peng" sounds, six golden fist shadows flashing with blinding light flew out from the golden body, but vanished in a flash.
"Not good!"
The scholar, also a seasoned cultivator, immediately cried out inwardly upon seeing this; the golden giant brush he had intended to use for attack suddenly shrank and drew a circle in the void.
With flashing golden light, a golden-colored shield appeared out of nowhere before him.
At the same time, the red bamboo slip he had spat out transformed on its own into a red light curtain, instantly enveloping his figure.
Adding to that, the black ruler he had initially produced, transformed into a black rainbow, he actually set up three layers of seemingly formidable defense in an instant.
But almost the moment the defense was formed, six radiant golden fist shadows suddenly appeared strangely in the nearby void.
Originally only palm-sized, but in a flash, they suddenly became skull-sized and emitted a piercing screech as they struck the defense in succession.
The golden light blazed; the first three fist shadows exploded instantly, and the three layers of defense shattered in a flash, revealing the scholar's true form.
Seeing this, the scholar was naturally frightened out of his wits; without thinking further, he brought his hands together in front of him and then pulled them apart, and suddenly a white, misty bone hammer appeared in his hands.
Gripping it with both hands, he swung it horizontally before him like lightning.
The white bone hammer instantly became several zhang in size!
The remaining three golden fist shadows, amid the screeching, arrived one after another before the scholar.
With a thunderous "hong long long" sound that shook heaven and earth!
As golden light and white light intertwined, the scholar felt a tremendous force transmitted from the bone hammer, his fingers about to split, and he involuntarily hurriedly retreated a step.
But before he could steady his footing, the second golden fist shadow also struck the bone hammer.
After the second tremendous sound, the scholar's face turned deathly pale, he could no longer hold the bone hammer, and with a "suo" sound, he and the second fist shadow were both flung sideways.
At this moment, the third fist shadow gave the scholar no chance to react; in a flash, it solidly struck his protective spiritual light.
The scholar's face turned deathly pale in an instant; then he felt a golden light flash before his eyes, and a tremendous force surged forth violently.
With almost no power to resist, the scholar's body shuddered violently and was shot backward with a muffled thud, actually shattering a side of the canopy wall, being hard-hit out of the Wanling Terrace, and flying more than ten zhang away from the stone platform.
Only then did this Body Integration cultivator of the Lao family finally regain his composure in midair with a flash of spiritual light, but he hurriedly checked himself, and upon seeing his face relax, he let out a long breath.
"Thank you, Daoist, for showing mercy; Han brother, your divine powers are vast, I admit I am no match." Lao Bai actually clasped his hands and sincerely thanked Han Li.
Obviously, given the immense power of Han Li's earlier fist shadows, he could remain unharmed only because the other side had shown mercy.
"Nothing much; since we are exchanging divine powers, doing so is naturally appropriate." Han Li smiled slightly and replied lightly.
He naturally would not easily bear grudges without cause.
However, the numerous descendants of the true spirit clans below were all staring wide-eyed.
Although most people had already seen that Han Li was certainly not an ordinary early-stage Body Integration cultivator, from Lao Bai's exchange with him lasting barely a single round, not even a few blinks, the opponent was instantly flung off the Wanling Terrace—this was too exaggerated!
As for the Body Integration cultivators among the true spirit clans, their gazes toward Han Li on the stone platform had all kinds of expressions, mostly containing apprehension and awe, while a few revealed unfathomable complexity.
Han Li, meanwhile, strode out of the canopy and returned to sit among the Gu family cultivators.
"Master, please have tea!" Bai Guo'er presented a cup of spiritual tea she had brewed at some unknown time, respectfully offering it to Han Li.
Han Li glanced at this little girl, seeing her face slightly flushed, full of excitement.
No wonder the little girl had such an expression!
Even though she knew Han Li was a Body Integration cultivator, she had never truly displayed any great supernatural powers before him, so upon seeing her master actually possess such incredible magic power, her joy was self-evident.
Han Li smiled faintly, took the spirit tea, and sipped it lightly.
At this moment, Shi Xianzi and Elder Xiao, standing nearby, were astonished by Han Li's supernatural powers, which far exceeded their expectations, and naturally wore expressions of delight.
Now, the position of the five major true spirit clans of the Gu family is truly unshakable.
Everything below, however, is extraordinarily simple.
Because they all roughly know each other's clan strengths, genuine challenges between clans are naturally few.
After just a few matches, the entire ranking contest concluded.
Following that, according to the rankings, the numerous tokens produced by the myriad spirit beasts were distributed, and the resources and interests among the various clans were reallocated.
Under these circumstances, it naturally had nothing to do with Han Li, and everything was handed over to Shi Xianzi, the head of the Gu family, and Elder Xiao to handle.
Han Li sat quietly in his chair, watching the clan heads gathered on the Myriad Spirit Platform arguing incessantly with flying spittle, and couldn't help but slightly lift the corner of his mouth.
These clan heads and elders had utterly lost all decorum; even the slightest concession in dividing these resources would involve astonishing interests, so naturally no clan would yield.
Even with the clan rankings established, otherwise they would have argued for three days and three nights, likely failing to reach any genuine consensus.
However, those Body Integration cultivators naturally would not behave this way, taking the stage to argue over such matters; instead, like him, they generally sat below the stone platform, silently awaiting the final agreement's outcome.
Among them, some Body Integration cultivators still occasionally glanced at him curiously.
Fortunately, this time, their gazes naturally dared not carry even a hint of malice, and Han Li simply closed his eyes to rest, feigning ignorance.
"Second incarnation, Dharma Aspect Golden Body! Fellow Daoist Han's supernatural powers, I fear, are not merely what was displayed on stage just now!" Suddenly, a faint voice reached his ears—it was none other than the voice of the Long family patriarch.
"Oh, Patriarch Long's supernatural powers could not possibly be merely a half-dragon transformation." Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression shifted slightly; he glanced toward the distant Long family patriarch, moved his lips slightly, and transmitted his reply in the same calm tone.
"That is certain. However, Fellow Han's supernatural powers still far exceed what Long Mou had anticipated; I wonder if Fellow Han has any connection with the Sacred Island?" The Long family patriarch fell silent for a moment, then suddenly posed a question that startled Han Li.
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