Chapter 1966: Reversal

The object flashed with light, and it was actually a seemingly ordinary scroll.

As soon as the scroll flew above the green ball, it slowly opened, revealing a picture printed with countless golden flying swords.

It was exactly the "Ten Thousand Sword Map" that Han Li had just finished refining not long ago.

As soon as this map unfolded, a sword-killing aura soared into the sky, and a sheet of golden sword light rolled out from the map.

When the golden light flashed and vanished again, the green ball that had been in front of the sword map disappeared.

It had actually been sucked into the map by this Ten Thousand Sword Map.

The green-skinned spiritual body's wooden face revealed a trace of a smile. With a single hand forming a seal, the golden sword map slowly closed again, once again transforming into a scroll quietly floating in the void.

Just at this moment, the golden-furred giant ape also beckoned with its giant hand toward the high sky.

A roar!

The phantom image of the palace halls and pavilions that had been looming at a height of several thousand zhang, but had been blocked by a mysterious force and unable to fall, sprayed ten thousand rays of light from its bottom, sucking the scroll into it with a "Sou" sound.

Then, colorful light rolled, and a sheet of white mist appeared around the palace halls and pavilions, completely submerging all the buildings.

At the same time, inside the area transformed by the Nine Palaces Heaven Dry Talisman.

The Ten Thousand Sword Map trembled violently. After a layer of golden light flowed over its surface, it slowly opened again with a muffled sound.

But this scroll only had time to open halfway when a seven-colored giant pagoda phantom suddenly emerged from the map.

Then an earth-shattering roar came, and the scroll actually burst apart, countless golden rays splashing out from the bursting light halo.

A seven-colored light ball shot out, mixed within.

It was exactly that seven-colored small pagoda.

However, on the surface of the small pagoda, a pale face could be vaguely seen looming, exactly the one transformed by the youth attached to it.

Seeing his face pale and filled with shock and anger, it was clear that the previous urging of the small pagoda had also greatly damaged his vitality.

But before the seven-colored small pagoda could display any other divine abilities, those golden rays shooting out from the burst became dazzling.

Sharp cries rose, and golden flying swords appeared strangely around the seven-colored small pagoda. Each one was glittering with golden light, identical in size, but so numerous that one could not see the end of them.

The entire area had turned into a true sea of swords. Wherever one looked, it was all golden light.

The face on the seven-colored small pagoda was stunned upon seeing this scene.

But the next moment, all the golden flying swords let out shrill cries, their tips moved slightly, and they all aimed accurately at the seven-colored small pagoda.

"Not good!"

The youth's face on the small pagoda, seeing this scene of ten thousand swords aimed at him, although always cold, had his expression change drastically.

Following this, the small pagoda...

In the blink of an eye, the golden flying swords around trembled, and ten thousand sword lights shot toward the small pagoda simultaneously like a torrential rain.

Although the seven-colored light halo had extraordinary defensive power, under the crazy slashing of so many sword lights, it immediately flickered, in a state of imminent collapse.

But the Bloodlight incarnation, who was one with this pagoda, naturally could not stand by and watch, but under such fierce attacks, he had no time to display other divine abilities.

He could only let out a helpless low drink, and a massive amount of spiritual power surged into the pagoda. In an instant, the seven-colored light halo stabilized again, and with a rapid spin, it bounced off part of the sword light.

There was simply too much golden sword light shooting around, and it seemed indestructible.

Just as the Bloodlight incarnation wanted to catch his breath, when the next wave of sword light roared over, after a fierce slashing, the seven-colored light halo became unstable again.

Helpless, this incarnation could only mobilize the magic power in his body to inject into the small pagoda again, strengthening the defense first.

For a time, the seven-colored small pagoda was actually trapped in place, unable to leave.

At the same time, outside the area covered by the Nine Palaces Heaven Dry Talisman, the giant ape transformed by Han Li felt the situation inside and couldn't help but feel happy.

Immediately, he roared, his massive body moved, and he pounced toward the leading youth who was temporarily entangled with the gold-devouring beetles on the other side.

The spiritual body below had spiritual light flash on its body, intending to fly over as well.

But the next moment, the sound of breaking air rang out in the sky, and a streak of blood light appeared, shooting toward this side.

In the blood light, a figure loomed, actually the other Bloodlight Saint Ancestor incarnation who had previously chased the Ziyan Cauldron away.

It was unknown whether he had retrieved the purple cauldron, but at this moment, after a few flashes, he was about to reunite with the leading youth.

"Stop him!" Seeing this, Han Li didn't hesitate to shout sharply at the spiritual body with his spiritual sense.

Immediately, green light rose, and the spiritual body changed direction, directly welcoming the flying youth.

The youth saw this, his eyes flashed with cold light, and without a word, he flicked his finger slightly toward the spiritual body.

"Chi Chi" sounds rang out!

Ten blood threads shot out from his fingertips. With a shake, they transformed into a blood-colored sword light as thick as a bowl, slashing down at the spiritual body with fierce momentum.

At the same time, the youth opened his mouth, and a black flame rolled out.

Although the spiritual body's magic power was clearly inferior to this Bloodlight Saint Ancestor incarnation, it did not show weakness. It also opened its mouth, and a cluster of green threads shot out. Then, with a move of its wrist, a silver short ruler flashed out of thin air. With a shake, dense ruler shadows appeared, transforming into a tide that swept toward the opposite side.

This Bloodlight Saint Ancestor incarnation was actually entangled in place by the spiritual body for a time, unable to advance any further.

At this moment, the giant ape transformed by Han Li had its three heads chanting incantations simultaneously, and its six arms waved slightly. Countless silver runes appeared in the void and drifted toward the leading youth not far away.

These silver runes only spun slightly in the void before transforming into terrifying giant forces.

The leading youth had originally seen the other incarnation fighting Han Li, but in an instant, the situation turned for the worse, and he was captured by the opponent along with the seven-colored small pagoda and trapped in a huge talisman array. He couldn't help but feel horrified.

He had to know, although the three of them had descended to the Spirit Realm this time, their magic power could not be compared to their main bodies at their peak, and some handy treasures could not be brought to the Spirit Realm. But in his mind, the three of them joining forces, with the Color-Light Pagoda and the Ziyan Cauldron, two Profound Heaven remnant treasures in hand, was enough to sweep away any existence below the Mahayana stage in the Spirit Realm.

But he didn't expect that the main target of this descent into the Spirit Realm would be so tricky. First, the Ziyan Cauldron inexplicably lost control, and then the Color-Light Pagoda and an incarnation were suppressed by the opponent in one fell swoop.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still sense that this incarnation was safe and sound and still very likely to break free, he might have turned around and left immediately to find another suitable opportunity.

But even so, he felt hesitant in his heart.

However, now that the giant ape transformed by Han Li was attacking, it actually stirred up a trace of ferocity in his heart. After a strange laugh, the eight blood-colored ghost shadows that were tearing at the gold-devouring beetles dissipated. The eight green ghost heads let out strange cries and shot out from the giant ring. In a flash, they actually rushed into the leading youth's body one after another.

The next moment, this demonic incarnation formed a hand seal with both hands, and blood light flashed on his body, growing wildly and becoming a giant not much smaller than the golden-furred giant ape. At the same time, eight strands of black gas emerged from both sides of his shoulders, and eight green-faced, fanged heads appeared in a swarm.

These eight heads each displayed eight different expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and combined with the ferocious face, they looked even more terrifying.

The giant demon roared, and its two arms waved like wheels. Immediately, claw shadows danced all over the sky. At the same time, the eight heads opened their mouths, each spraying out a strand of black gas.

These black gases gathered in the air, actually transforming into a huge black flower, colliding with the giant force pouring down from the sky.

The giant flower trembled and was crushed and dissipated by the giant force instantly, but it also offset most of the force.

The remaining giant force was grabbed by the claw shadows filling the sky, and both vanished into thin air.

The golden-furred giant ape saw this, its six eyes flashing with essence. Suddenly, it shouted, the sound like a thunderclap in the clear sky, shaking the demon until its body swayed a few times.

Golden light flashed before its eyes, and a sword shadow a foot long appeared blurred in front of the giant demon.

Although the demon was still dizzy, it was still startled and grabbed with one of its giant hands at an incredible speed.

"Puchi" sound!

The moment the giant hand grabbed it, the faint sword shadow flashed and vanished into thin air, as if it were just an illusion.

The giant demon was naturally stunned, and before it understood what the opponent's attack meant, it suddenly felt a flash of strange light in its spiritual sense sea, and the sword shadow that had vanished actually appeared, slashing down fiercely.

"Ah!"

The demon felt a sharp pain as if its body were being torn apart from the depths of its soul, unable to hold back, it hugged its head with both hands, letting out a shrill scream!

This was exactly a divine ability Han Li had comprehended from the Ten Thousand Sword Map, the Thought Sword Technique, which could specifically injure a person's spiritual sense.

Unfortunately, this technique was somewhat connected to Immortal Realm cultivation techniques, and it was not something he could easily display. If he forcibly used it, he would suffer a certain backlash. If it weren't for transforming into the Mountain Ape and merging with the Brahma Saint Body, he would never dare to take it out to deal with an enemy.

But even so, the three-headed, six-armed giant ape he transformed into let out a muffled groan, and as the gold and silver runes on his body flowed, countless blood threads shot out, looking even more wretched than the demon opposite.

However, Han Li had been prepared for the backlash in his heart. Although his three heads were also in unbearable pain, he roared and pounced out instantly.

With just a flash, the giant ape crossed a distance of more than a hundred zhang and arrived above the demon.

His six arms flashed, and six golden long blades appeared, slashing down fiercely at the head in the middle below. ===== CHAPTER 1967 =====

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