Chapter 2017: Tianyuan Great Battle (Part 1)

However, such immortal secret techniques would definitely take a long time to cultivate and would not be effective in a short time, so there was no need to start cultivating immediately. (Web)

Han Li probed his spiritual sense into the two jade books, read the contents carefully again, and after silently comprehending for a while, feeling that there were no more problems, he put away the two jade plates and slowly closed his eyes.

He prepared to adjust his body and magic power to the best state before starting to refine the "Heaven-Severing Talisman".

He believed that with this talisman in hand, even if there were any accidents in the great battle soon, it would be more than enough to protect himself.

Of course, the reason Han Li agreed to deal with the Blood Light Sacred Ancestor incarnation was not just because of this.

With his current powerful spiritual sense, he could barely drive those unevolved Gold-Devouring Beetles to fight against the enemy.

He believed that if thousands of Gold-Devouring Beetles were released together, even the Demon Race Sacred Ancestor incarnation would definitely not be able to withstand it if it wasn't prepared in advance.

And he was about to practice the divine abilities recorded in the Brahma Sacred True Demon Technique, each of which was extraordinary and could give his opponent a big surprise.

Moreover, he had the Leopard-Scaled Beast and those unevolved Gold-Devouring Beetle Kings to assist him. He believed that not to mention facing the Demon Race Sacred Ancestor incarnation, even in front of the true Sacred Ancestor body, he should have the strength to protect himself.

Thinking this, Han Li relaxed his spiritual sense, gradually forgot everything, and entered deep meditation.

In the following time, the secret chamber was unusually quiet for a period, then low humming sounds suddenly erupted from within, and occasionally a few loud noises that shook the entire house were emitted.

Half a month later, a piercing sharp cry suddenly erupted from the secret chamber, and a golden light pillar flashed and rushed out of the top of the secret chamber, appearing directly above the stone tower where Han Li lived.

This golden light pillar was filled with spiritual light, a thousand feet high and as thick as a water vat. At the top, a giant phantom in the shape of a long spear vaguely floated there, emitting an astonishing sound.

What was even more magical was that near the long spear phantom, countless silver lights flashed, which were thousands of silver runes dancing incessantly.

Looking from afar, it appeared extremely mysterious and profound.

In the next moment, the long spear phantom's sharp cry paused, suddenly releasing dazzling golden light. At the same time, a terrifying fluctuation that could not be described in words erupted from within, rolling wildly in all directions.

Wherever the fluctuation passed, spiritual light flashed in the void, and golden light spots appeared.

They were only the size of a grain of rice, but their number was countless, surging toward the light pillar like a tidal wave.

These light spots emitted extremely pure golden spiritual energy, spreading over a range of tens of thousands of miles, clearly sucking the golden spiritual energy in such a vast region dry.

Not only that, some cultivators who were meditating and cultivating in their residences nearby and armored soldiers patrolling in the low altitude discovered that their metal-attribute battle armor and other weapon-type treasures were emitting strange low humming sounds, and the golden spiritual energy inside was pouring out in large quantities, also surging toward the same direction like golden light.

These cultivators were shocked upon seeing this and used various means to control the abnormal situation of their treasures, but whether they used secret techniques to communicate with the treasures or used talismans and other means to restrict the treasures, the loss of golden spiritual energy was unstoppable.

After only a short while, nearly half of the golden spiritual energy in the treasures had been lost, and they became dim.

Clearly, if this continued, these treasures would be destroyed on their own.

The group of cultivators was terrified, but watching this scene, they were all helpless.

Just when things were about to get out of control, the long spear phantom in the light pillar trembled, and the strange fluctuation it emitted stopped abruptly.

A giant beam of light flashed, wrapping around the phantom and turning into golden light as it plunged downward, finally dispersing without a trace.

At the same time, the metal-attribute spiritual energy in those cultivators' treasures stopped flowing out and returned to normal.

For these cultivators, if it weren't for the fact that their own treasures were clearly weakened, everything that had just happened would have felt like a dream.

Many people looked at each other in dismay.

Naturally, such an astonishing celestial phenomenon occurring at Han Li's residence could not be hidden from the cultivators living nearby. They naturally thought that this senior was refining some kind of strange treasure, which required a large amount of golden spiritual energy, and thus made the previous things happen.

They were shocked and astonished in their hearts, naturally not daring to find a late-stage Body Integration senior to reason with, and could only helplessly admit their bad luck for the damage to their treasures.

Zen Master Jin Yue and the other Elders of the Elder Council, although they did not see this strange phenomenon with their own eyes, also received relevant reports not long after.

They were slightly surprised, but did not take it to heart, and did not even send anyone to ask Han Li anything.

At this moment, the mobilization of the Demon Race army outside the city was becoming more and more frequent, and every cultivator in Tianyuan City could clearly feel the atmosphere before the great battle.

In this situation, these high-tier existences naturally would not waste their energy on such trivial matters.

Two months later, in the secret chamber, Han Li sat cross-legged on the ground, shining with golden light, his eyes tightly closed, but his hands were joined in front of his chest, vaguely holding a golden-silver talisman.

Above his head, a three-headed, six-armed dharma image phantom floated in the low altitude.

The three faces, which resembled Han Li's, were not only clear but also showed three different expressions of joy, anger, and sorrow. As the six arms were raised, there were golden magic tool phantoms vaguely appearing and disappearing in the palms.

These magic tools, whether hammers, staves, or rods, were all shining with golden light, and appeared as solid as real objects, with exquisite silver runes spread across their surfaces.

At this moment, these magic tools were emitting wind and thunder sounds, low humming sounds, or the light was expanding and contracting, clearly containing terrifying power and each having different divine abilities.

Han Li's expression suddenly moved. With a flash of golden light in his hand, the golden-silver talisman vanished silently, and he opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, the three-headed, six-armed dharma image moved and submerged into his body, vanishing without a trace.

A flash of red light shot into the secret chamber from outside, circled, and landed in Han Li's hand.

Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared at the red light for a moment before releasing his spiritual sense outside the secret chamber.

His powerful spiritual sense swept through every floor of the stone tower and finally stopped in the hall on the top floor.

"Since she came in person, it seems the Demon Race has started attacking the city, otherwise she wouldn't have easily disturbed my seclusion." Han Li muttered a few words thoughtfully, his expression becoming solemn.

With a pat of his palm, the red light vanished.

He pondered for a moment, did not delay in the secret chamber, stood up from the prayer mat, flickered, and transformed into a green light, flying out of the secret chamber.

In the hall on the top floor of the stone tower, a woman in silver robes was waiting anxiously.

Qi Lingzi, Hai Dashao, and Ice Phoenix were respectfully accompanying her on the side.

The woman was none other than the Silver Light Fairy, who had a good friendship with Han Li. At this moment, her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she looked toward the hall door from time to time.

"Senior, rest assured. This disciple has already sent a transmission talisman to Master. He will come to see Senior soon," Qi Lingzi said respectfully.

"Hmm, that's best. The Demon Race army has already started leaving their strongholds and is pressing toward our Tianyuan City. The great battle could break out at any time. Brother Han should go over earlier, it would be safer. In a while, you should also go over with Brother Han. I think by the time you also take action, the great battle should have reached the later stages, and your chances of survival will be higher than ordinary cultivators," Silver Light Fairy nodded and said.

"Thank you, Senior!" Hai Dashao and Qi Lingzi said with great joy.

Ice Phoenix heard this, and a trace of gratitude appeared on her face.

Just then, green light flashed in the hall, and a figure appeared without any sign.

"Silver Daoist, has the Demon Race army started attacking the city? It shouldn't be a harassment-type one, right?" As soon as Han Li appeared, he asked Silver Light Fairy with a calm expression.

"Brother Han, you have come out of seclusion. The Demon Race is indeed about to start attacking the city. This time it is absolutely not a harassment battle like before. All the Demon Race and demon beasts have been dispatched, and even that Blood Light Sacred Ancestor incarnation seems to have appeared in the Demon Race army. Eh, after Brother Han advanced to the late-stage, your cultivation has actually grown to such a degree. Even I cannot see your realm," Silver Light Fairy saw Han Li, joy appeared on her face, but after her spiritual sense swept over, she was shocked.

"What does this little increase count for? Since the Demon Race is coming so quickly, let's meet with Brother Gu and the others immediately. You should also come along," Han Li smiled slightly and instructed his disciples.

Qi Lingzi and the others naturally bowed and agreed.

Silver Light Fairy heard this and woke up from the shock of being unable to see Han Li's cultivation, nodding repeatedly.

Immediately, the group left the stone tower and flew toward the main attack direction of the Demon Race army.

Not long after, Han Li and the others saw the giant city wall of Tianyuan City, which was as high as a mountain, and a giant palace that looked like an island floating in the high sky inside the city wall.

Han Li and the others changed their direction and landed slowly on a giant platform in front of the palace.

There, thousands of high-tier cultivators were gathered, but in the center of the platform stood another stone tower over a hundred zhang tall, with a few people standing on the top of the tower.

Looking carefully, it was the silver-haired elder, Zen Master Jin Yue, and other members of the Elder Council!

Han Li naturally had no intention of gathering with ordinary cultivators. After instructing Qi Lingzi, Ice Phoenix, and the others to stay below, he flew toward the high tower with Silver Light Fairy.

"Daoist Han, you have finally arrived. Come and see, that person should be the Blood Light Sacred Ancestor incarnation commanding the Demon Race attack this time!" Seeing Han Li come over, the silver-haired elder was overjoyed and pointed to a certain place in the Demon Race army outside the city.

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