Chapter 1947

The characters "Shield," "Bullet," and "Reflect" appeared in ancient script, and the black "colored" lotus in the void suddenly changed, transforming into a layer of dark, hazy light curtain, its surface flowing with unstable crystal light.

The originally sinking Yuan Ci Extreme Mountain, upon landing on the black "colored" light curtain, suddenly experienced a force nearly identical to the downward force, and with a pause, it was actually bounced upward.

As for the gold "colored" electric arcs and green "colored" sword shadows, upon touching the black "colored" light curtain, the curtain instantly produced the same number of electric arcs and sharp sword shadows, only their color was pitch black like ink. When they collided, a thunderous roar erupted, and all attacks annihilated each other and vanished.

This light curtain actually possesses the ability to copy and reflect attacks like a mirror!

How could there be such a heaven-defying treasure!

Han Li was startled by this sight, but still somewhat unwilling to believe it, and almost instinctively pinched a hand seal, lifted his foot, and fiercely pointed at the black "colored" mountain peak again.

A stream of cyan hazy light surged wildly from the sole of his foot, pouring into the Yuan Ci Extreme Mountain.

Instantly, the mountain peak emitted the sound of wind and thunder as it sank downward, and several huge silver characters suddenly blazed brightly on the surface of the black "colored" mountain peak, while the entire body was filled with surging gray "colored" rosy light. These gray rosy lights condensed, actually transforming into countless gray "colored" light threads.

The sound of breaking air rose loudly!

The gray threads trembled, and like a violent storm, they shot fiercely downward.

As for the other cyan "colored" mountain peak, under Han Li's secret urging, it also came down fiercely once again, its momentum naturally far surpassing the previous time!

The middle-aged beautiful "woman" merely gave a cold smile, paying no attention, simply opening her mouth and once again spraying a ball of pure demonic energy at the purple "colored" giant cauldron.

With a thunderous boom, the same scene appeared again.

Not only were the two mountain peaks again uselessly bounced upward, but the seemingly gold-and-stone-shattering gray threads were also shot out from within the black "colored" light curtain as black "colored" light threads, and were all scattered by a single strike.

This layer of protection formed by the giant cauldron below actually seemed truly capable of copying and reflecting all attacks.

This caused Han Li's heart to sink slightly.

At this moment, the man in the silver silk robe also made a move.

All that was seen was him pointing at the seven-colored treasure tower floating before him, and the seven-layered giant tower roared, transforming into a thick pillar of light that shot straight into the sky, vanishing in a flash.

Standing on the thousand-zhang-high peak, Han Li sensed something, and immediately his face "colored" changed as he lifted his head and swept upward into the air.

In the vast void of ten thousand zhang height, at some unknown moment, a cluster of seven "colored" rosy light suddenly appeared, seemingly small, but as it slowly descended downward, in an instant it actually covered most of the void within it.

Han Li was startled, not having time to think further, he gestured with both hands, and the two giant mountains were retracted into his body, while a blue light flashed on his body surface, transforming into a blue rainbow that shot fiercely outward.

Although he did not know what strange quality the seven "colored" rosy light possessed, he absolutely did not wish to fall under its cover.

But just at this moment, the middle-aged beautiful "woman" below coldly said:

"Want to leave now? It's already too late. Stay for me!"

As the words fell, this woman's hand seal changed and she urged the purple cauldron.

The black "colored" runes on the cauldron's mouth transformed, suddenly becoming a huge "suck" character.

Han Li only felt his body sink, an irresistible suction force came from below and enveloped him, his escape light paused, and he was actually forcibly held in midair, reappearing his form.

Han Li's face "colored" slightly changed, he let out a low shout, golden light flashed behind him, and a three-headed, six-armed phantom appeared.

As the phantom's six arms danced wildly, a startling aura instantly burst forth, actually breaking free from the downward suction force.

Han Li's body surface flashed with golden "colored" spiritual light, and he was about to shoot away again.

But just at this moment, within the seven "colored" rosy light in the sky, a heaven-shaking, earth-moving tremendous roar sounded, and a ten-thousand-zhang-high sky-supporting giant tower flashed and fell from the rosy light.

Even though Han Li's escape speed was astonishing, he could not possibly avoid it, only feeling his vision brighten, blinding light dazzling, and he suddenly appeared in the void of another space.

Unable to reach heaven, unable to touch earth, all around were dazzlingly beautiful rosy light!

Looking at the similar experience that seemed to have just occurred not long ago, Han Li blinked his eyes, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily curled into a bitter smile "colored"!

"The Sumeru Treasure, and I've encountered such a treasure again! It seems this time, the trouble is truly not small."

Han Li murmured softly, and suddenly sensed something, his brow twitched as he looked toward a certain direction.

In the next moment, the seven "colored" rosy light over there flashed, and a huge black "colored" demon beast silently emerged.

At a glance, densely packed, as if thousands upon thousands!

Han Li's pupils contracted, without thinking he shook his sleeves, and seventy-two cyan "colored" small swords surged out again, in a flash transforming into hundreds of cyan "colored" sword lights, which began to fly and dance before him……

Outside the seven "colored" giant tower, the middle-aged man, upon seeing Han Li enclosed within the tower, immediately showed great joy on his face, and gestured toward the tower.

Instantly, the tower blurred, and in a moment shrank to dozens of times smaller, returning to a size of over ten zhang.

Then the man in the silver silk robe turned his head and said to the beautiful "woman" beside him: ：

"I have already trapped this brat inside the treasure, but relying solely on the restriction to capture him, I fear it will still take considerable time. Junior Sister, you sneak inside and wait for an opportunity to act, while I maintain the restriction from outside. This way, we attack from both sides, to avoid long nights and many dreams, and any unexpected mishaps. However, you must be careful, do not end up being hurt by this person instead."

"Senior Brother, rest assured! I have the Purple Words Cauldron protecting me, no matter how great his divine powers, he cannot harm a single hair of mine. I'll take care of this." The beautiful "woman" giggled, paying no attention as she pointed at the purple "colored" giant cauldron before her.

Instantly, this cauldron with a "whoosh" sound, immediately returned to its original size and was taken into her body by this woman.

The middle-aged man nodded, said nothing more, and with one sleeve, he suddenly flicked toward the beautiful "woman".

A stream of seven "colored" rosy light instantly rolled out, and after the beautiful "woman" was wrapped within it, she actually turned into a pure breeze and vanished into thin air.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately waved both hands, and countless formation flags and formation disks and other objects flew out wildly, after spinning around nearby, they instantly formed a formation, emitting strands of white vapor that submerged the seven "colored" treasure tower and himself into it.

Below, this demon also no longer cared about the battle conditions of the other few demon venerable companions, directly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged in the formation, and fully activated the restriction of the treasure before him.

In the distant battlefield clusters, the human side's Body Integration cultivators naturally also noticed everything that had just happened, and naturally were first delighted, then startled.

The delight was that Han Li, upon making a move, actually slew a demon venerable in a single encounter.

The shock was that the demon race actually produced two more Mid-Stage Body Integration venerables, who joined forces and in an instant suppressed him into the treasure, and it is unknown whether he is alive or dead.

Qing Long Shangren, transformed into a azure dragon, facing the black-armored giant, although still not falling behind, had already secretly been groaning in pain.

As the black-armored giant had said earlier, with his magic power and divine abilities, he originally could not display this heaven-defying Dragon Transformation Great Divine Ability, only by forcibly activating his essence and blood through secret techniques could he barely manage one or two, naturally unable to sustain it for long.

He and Lin Luan each picked the two strongest among the four great demon venerables as opponents, naturally harboring the idea of letting Han Li and the other first kill their opponents, then come together to deal with the remaining two demon venerables.

After all, Han Li had once matched a late-stage Body Integration cultivator in strength, and he had also heard of it once or twice, placing great hope in this.

But seeing Han Li unexpectedly trapped in the treasure by the newly appeared demon venerable, this plan naturally fell through at once.

Qing Long Shangren glanced at the other two battle clusters in passing, and his heart sank even more!

Originally still holding a slight advantage, Lin Luan, after the white-robed youth suddenly released thirteen white flying knives from within his body, the three "colored" fire bees he summoned immediately suffered casualties, and were instead hard-pressed by the extreme cold force released from the flying knives.

On the other side, the Silver Light Fairy's situation was even worse, actually being surrounded nonstop by seven or eight pink "colored" mist-transformed four-armed demon apes, raining down like a violent storm, appearing only barely able to hold on.

The Azure Daoist was instantly overwhelmed with anxiety; as his thoughts raced, the Azure Dragon he had transformed into suddenly launched a frenzied, all-out assault against the black-armored giant, sparing no vital energy, momentarily forcing the giant into a frantic retreat.

As the black-armored giant felt a flicker of surprise, the Azure Dragon abruptly turned its head and, speaking in human words, roared loudly toward the city:

"Act immediately—release that thing!"

The moment these words were spoken, a human cultivator on the city wall respectfully replied,

then swiftly flipped his wrist, producing a gold-and-silver token in his hand; pouring spiritual power into it, he violently shook it several times toward the heavens.

Instantly, a gold-and-silver "colored" beam of light shot from the token, and with a flick, it thickened to the width of a bowl, shooting straight into the clouds beyond the nine heavens, never dispersing.

As if in response, within a few breaths, nine beams of light, identical in hue to the first, erupted with a roar from some magical formation, each as thick as a water jar, and within them, countless runes flickered indistinctly.

"Puff puff" several times!

At the tops of the beams, rosy light swirled, and from each emerged a white-robed cultivator,

these nine individuals each holding a small flag matching the hue of the beams, their expressions solemn as they chanted softly.

The nine beams began to hum loudly and spun rapidly,

with each rotation, the beams noticeably thickened.

Within a few breaths, the beams grew immensely large and swiftly converged toward the center.

Upon merging, the nine beams fused into a single, even more astonishing colossal entity, within which various runes flickered faintly, spiritual light flashing wildly.

The momentum was astonishing beyond measure!

Yet at this very moment, several white-robed cultivators let out a low cry, in unison hurling their small flags into the center of the beam, then themselves panicking as they fled desperately toward the ground.

After the small flags flashed and vanished into the beam, a thunderous explosion boomed forth.

Once the runes settled, they formed on the beam's surface a grid of eighty-one rune formations, each blazing with blinding light, erupting rapidly.

With a thunderclap, the entire beam shattered from top to bottom, inch by inch!

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