Chapter 2113: Volume 10: Battle of the Demon Realm, Chapter 288: Pseudo-Immortal Puppet

"Interesting. To think you could block a strike from this Saint Ancestor. However, no matter how you struggle, it is just a mantis trying to stop a chariot," the black-robed youth saw the appearance of Han Li and Zhishui, his expression slightly startled, but immediately a ferocious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He raised another palm and pointed a finger at the two.

"Sou!" "Sou!" two sounds!

Two black dots popped out from the black-robed youth's fingertips, and after a flash, they crossed a distance of a hundred zhang, arriving right in front of Han Li and the Spirit Race youth respectively.

Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light, and he saw the black dots clearly; they were pitch-black, shining pill-like objects the size of beans.

Although these pills looked inconspicuous, how would Han Li dare to let them get close?

Without thinking, he took a deep breath and sprayed it out. A cyan sword light rolled out, and with a flash, he slashed the black pill in two.

The next moment, the two halves of the pill exploded, transforming into two streams of rolling black flames that roared and engulfed Han Li.

The demon flames surged wildly around Han Li, rapidly transforming into a black pillar of fire that shot into the sky.

For a time, Han Li, who was inside, appeared to be neither dead nor alive.

But the black-robed youth was clearly very confident in his demon flames. Seeing Han Li engulfed, he lost interest and shifted his gaze, focusing all his attention on the "Zhishui" on the other side.

Compared to Zhao Li, this Demon Ancestor was more interested in the Spirit race youth who could receive the previous blow without changing his expression.

On the other side, Zhishui remained expressionless. He lifted his arm and grabbed directly at the black flames shooting toward him with his five fingers spread.

A muffled sound!

The black pill exploded upon touching the Spirit Race youth's fingers, transforming into rolling demon flames that pounced toward the youth.

"Not good!"

Saintess Qianqiu saw this scene and was anxious, secretly exclaiming. She could no longer care about anything else and frantically urged a mysterious artifact within her body.

"Boom!" a sound!

That artifact released an astonishing fluctuation within her body.

At the same time, her body shook, and golden spiritual markings surged out from her body, instantly covering her entire body. They looked identical to the ones on Zhishui, and they wandered restlessly, looking extremely bizarre.

As for the Long Family Ancestor and the others, half of their bodies were still dead-locked in the ground. Every time they wanted to use their magic power and secret techniques to break free, their shoulders would suddenly sink and go numb, making it impossible to move even a finger, as if giant mountains weighing more than a million jin were pressing down on them.

This left them with full magic power but forcefully restrained in place.

Zhishui, seeing Saintess Qianqiu's abnormal change, seemed to sense something. The silver spiritual markings on his body flashed wildly, and he opened his mouth, blowing a breath toward the incoming demon flames.

A sharp ringing sound, as if the entire sky were being torn apart, erupted from the youth's mouth, and a stream of silver sound waves sprayed out.

Upon touching the silver waves, the incoming demon flames trembled slightly before transforming into specks of black light and being shattered into nothingness.

But the consequence of doing this was that the silver spiritual markings on the youth's body flashed a few times before dimming. However, he stood in place with his fists clenched, his face still wooden...

"Eh, to think it's a pseudo-immortal puppet. No, it's too weak; it seems to have been refined by someone later, its aura is far inferior to a real pseudo-immortal puppet," the black-robed youth saw this scene and let out a light "Eh," looking somewhat surprised, but after a cold laugh, he pointed a finger again.

Judging by his tone, this Spirit Race "Zhishui" was actually just a puppet!

"Pila!" sounds erupted. A ball of black light emitted a piercing screech at his fingertip, and after expanding and condensing, it transformed into a slender, pitch-black needle, which he flicked out lightly.

The black light was silent, vanishing in a flash!

The Spirit Race youth, standing a hundred zhang away, had the silver markings on his body suddenly flash and float out. After spinning, they transformed into a silver shield with ancient patterns, blocking in front of him.

And the next moment, a loud sound!

The shield trembled violently, and a ball of black light bloomed, but it vanished in a flash, leaving a black hole the size of a thumb on the surface.

"Zhishui" did not move, but a stream of incomparably cold gray-white gas suddenly erupted from his body. After condensing and transforming, it became more than a dozen gray-white tentacles as thick as bowls.

These ferocious tentacles danced wildly in the surroundings, and roars of rage vaguely emanated from within, making anyone who heard them feel terrified.

The black-robed youth in the sky saw this and narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold smile appearing on his face.

"Zhishui's" outburst was only a momentary thing.

After a few breaths, the dozen ferocious tentacles on his body dissipated, and the silver shield in front of him vanished silently.

"Gudong!" a sound!

The Spirit Race youth fell to the ground without any warning. A black dot appeared between his brows, and in an instant, it transformed into a hole the same size as the one on the silver shield.

What flowed out from the wound was not blood, but balls of gray-white yin gas, thick and viscous like liquid.

"Interesting. The driving force isn't Immortal Origin Crystals, but the demon soul power of an Outer Realm Demon. To piece such a mess together, no wonder this pseudo-immortal puppet is so vulnerable. Did you put the demon soul inside?" the black-robed youth muttered to himself, then shifted his gaze to Saintess Qianqiu and asked coldly.

But at this moment, Saintess Qianqiu, seeing "Zhishui" fall, had a look of terrified disbelief on her face. Just as she managed to say a "I," the golden markings on her body blurred, and she also fell over.

A muffled sound!

Her body curled into a ball and fell heavily to the ground. Her aura became erratic, and the golden spiritual markings on her body flickered, looking as if they could vanish at any moment...

"Half-puppet body!" The black-robed youth was startled, but immediately laughed loudly, as if he had figured something out.

"Hehe, to think a mere Body Integration stage cultivator would try to drive a pseudo-immortal puppet; how could it be so easy? Even if you refined yourself into a half-puppet body to facilitate control, once the immortal markings backfire, it's enough to take your life! However, seeing as you delivered this pseudo-immortal puppet to my door, I will personally send you on your way," the black-robed youth laughed wildly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he held one palm upright and drew a line in the void toward Saintess Qianqiu on the ground.

"Puchi!" a sound. Space fluctuated in front of him, and a pitch-black dagger half a foot long appeared, emitting a terrifying spiritual pressure, and vanished after a flash.

But the next moment, after a flash of black light, the dagger appeared bizarrely in its original spot again.

And at this time, Saintess Qianqiu, who was curled into a ball on the ground, let out a miserable scream. Her body and primordial spirit were split in two without any warning, and her protective spiritual light and all her defensive treasures didn't react in the slightest.

Puchi!

The two halves of the corpse were bizarrely ignited by a stream of raging demon flames, turning into a pile of fly ash in the blink of an eye. Only a small, crystal-clear coral-like tree remained on the ground, its leaves as red as maple leaves, lying there motionless.

"Qianqiu Spirit Wood! So it was transformed from this spirit wood; no wonder it could withstand a half-puppet body. Just right, this spirit wood is also of some use to me," the black-robed youth saw the true form of Saintess Qianqiu, a flash of surprise appearing on his face, but he laughed loudly and grabbed into the void with one hand!

The lifeless "Zhishui" and the Qianqiu Spirit Wood shot toward the black-robed youth's side and hovered there motionless.

The black-robed youth examined the two motionless objects, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face. He glanced at the Long Family Ancestor and the young lady in feathered robes, who were still being suppressed by the giant demon hand and unable to move, a cold look flashing in his eyes. Without a word, he pointed his finger at the bizarre black dagger again.

"Pu!" "Pu!" two sounds, and the dagger flickered in and out of existence twice.

Miserable screams came from the side of the pond again. The bodies of the old scholar and Elder Hui were also bizarrely split in two, and their corpses were also turned into nothingness by the demon flames.

The remaining Long Family Ancestor and the young lady in feathered robes turned pale and bloodless.

"Mysterious Heaven Treasure..."

The Long Family Ancestor let out a low roar of shock and anger.

Apart from such legendary treasures of the world, no matter how great the opponent's divine abilities were, it would be impossible to kill nearly half of them in a single encounter.

Although they already knew that the black-robed youth must be a genuine Demon Race Saint Ancestor, they never expected him to be so ruthless, using a Mysterious Heaven Treasure without even asking two questions. In their shock and anger, they both activated their life-saving means.

The Long Family Ancestor let out a loud roar, and the top of his head suddenly opened. With a flash of golden light, a five-clawed golden dragon flew out.

This golden dragon was only an inch long at first, but after flying out, it immediately expanded to ten zhang in size. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, letting out a low dragon chant toward the black-robed youth in the sky.

Although the young lady in feathered robes didn't move, she bit her silver teeth and spat out a ball of essence blood.

After this essence blood scattered in the wind, it transformed into a mist of blood and pounced toward her body, merging into the five-colored feathered robes she was wearing.

Immediately, a pleasant phoenix cry came from the feathered robes, and it erupted with countless rays of five-colored light. After condensing, it transformed into an exquisitely beautiful suit of full-body armor, firmly covering her entire body, even revealing a crystal-clear five-colored mask on her face, exposing only her lively beautiful eyes. ===== CHAPTER 2114 =====

Immediately, a pleasant phoenix cry came from within the feather garment, which suddenly burst forth with countless rays of ten-thousand-foot-long, five-colored light. After rapidly condensing, it transformed into an exquisitely crafted suit of full-body battle armor that firmly covered every part of his body, even adding a crystalline five-colored mask to his face, leaving only his two lively, beautiful eyes exposed.

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