Chapter 2303: Volume 11: Descent of the True Immortal, Chapter 2284: Battle of the Asura (Part 3)

Seeing this, Han Li naturally couldn't care about the Mulan Sacred Bird anymore. He flicked his sleeve in front of him, and a ball of silver flame shot out, vanishing in a flash and turning into a silver fire bird.

As soon as this fire bird appeared, it let out a low cry, its body grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a massive creature no smaller than the purple peacock. Shaking its wings, it met the rolling purple fire cloud opposite.

Before the two giant fire birds touched, the two fire clouds of different colors collided.

The two fire birds flashed and fought together in close combat.

Amidst the continuous shrieks, two balls of dazzling fire of different colors flickered in and out of the fire clouds, colliding with loud booms or chasing each other silently.

As the purple clouds and silver flames intertwined, half the sky was illuminated, and the scorching heat rolled out in waves in all directions.

At this moment, high in the sky, golden light flashed wildly. Thousands of golden fireballs appeared above Han Li and smashed down aggressively.

Han Li pinched a technique with one hand unhurriedly. Suddenly, the sound of swords rang out in his body, and seventy-two small green swords shot out from all over his body, spinning in the high sky, each conjuring a dozen identical sword lights.

Han Li flicked his large sleeve toward the high sky and spat out the word "Break."

The green sword lights above his head buzzed and shot toward the high sky.

As green light flashed over each ball of golden flame, it was slashed in half, and then with a flash of cold light, it was thoroughly shredded.

The Yi-surnamed old man saw this from afar, his expression sank, but he pinched a strange technique with his hands, and the numerous mirrors behind him trembled simultaneously, flashing with dazzling golden light.

Above Han Li's head, dots of spiritual light flashed wildly, and "chi chi" sounds rang out!

The fragments of the slashed golden flames flashed, and strangely turned into countless golden rays, shooting down through the air.

"Well done!"

Han Li wasn't surprised, but instead laughed loudly, pointing a finger at the sword lights in the air.

All the sword lights trembled and vanished silently from their original spots.

The next moment, dazzling green light flashed above Han Li's head, and dense green sword lights appeared, gathering toward the center to conjure a green lotus flower the size of a mu.

The lotus spun slightly, and sword shadows surged out, sword energy crisscrossing, protecting the space above him tightly.

The golden rays, like a rain of arrows, plunged into the sword energy, and the light of the explosion flashed continuously. Most of the golden rays were blocked in mid-air, and only a few pierced through the sword energy, but after a flash, they were silently absorbed by the green sword lotus itself, without any sound.

But at this moment, the sound of piercing the air rang out!

Fluctuations appeared in front of Han Li. Three silver long arrows a few feet long appeared, preparing to pierce through his face like lightning.

Han Li let out a light "Eh," but his expression remained unchanged. He raised an arm and flicked his fingers, which had turned purple-gold, at the front.

Three explosions rang out!

The flicked fingers accurately hit the front of the three silver rays. After the light converged, the three silver long arrows appeared, and under the push of immense force, they shot back at a speed faster than before, vanishing into the void without a trace.

The next moment, three muffled "bangs" rang out in the distance, and three of the eighteen silver-armored warriors fell over, vanishing into dots of silver light.

The Yi-surnamed old man's expression changed drastically upon seeing this, and he immediately pinched techniques at the silver scroll in front of him.

Techniques flashed and vanished into it.

The silver scroll flashed wildly, and some characters flickered on it.

The remaining silver-armored warriors grew in size, becoming twice as large, but their movements became lightning-fast. After a few leaps, they appeared in the void near Han Li, weapons raised, and charged at him.

As swords and halberds flashed, sword energy and blade light rolled toward Han Li aggressively.

Han Li showed a trace of disdain, said "Small tricks," and waved a hand in front of him.

A gray light screen emerged in front of him.

The seemingly aggressive sword energy and blade light slashed into it, gray light flashed, and they vanished like a stone into the sea, without any other anomalies.

However, at this moment, the bodies of the silver-armored warriors blurred, and they all appeared within arm's reach of Han Li, slashing with various weapons.

Before the weapons reached him, cold light slashed down, as if to split the gray light screen in half.

Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light. Without any movement, the gray light condensed and turned into a solid, bouncing the cold light away.

Then the gray light screen buzzed and turned into a giant wave ten zhang tall, pressing down.

The silver-armored warriors reacted quickly, holding their weapons horizontally and shooting backward.

But light shadows condensed in the gray giant wave, and dense light threads sprayed out, piercing through the bodies of the silver-armored warriors in the blink of an eye, then rolling and binding them tightly.

The gray giant wave pressed down, submerging the warriors, leaving them without any power to resist.

The Yi-surnamed old man in the distance saw this, fierce light appeared, and he suddenly spat out a ball of essence energy, which vanished into the scroll. The treasure spun wildly.

At the same time, the silver-armored warriors trapped in the gray light screen shone brightly and exploded.

Rolling air waves surged in the gray light, as if to tear the light screen apart.

Han Li's eyes flashed with surprise. He reached out a hand from his sleeve and pressed down into the void of the gray light screen with five fingers spread.

"Boom!"

The explosion in the light screen was pressed down by an irresistible force, the light dimmed, and it scattered into dots of silver light.

Han Li glanced at the high sky, where the Spirit-Devouring Fire Bird was still fighting with the purple peacock.

Neither of them was a physical entity, and both were using mysterious spiritual flames. It seemed that deciding a true winner would not be possible in a short time.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, retracted his gaze, and said coldly to the old man in the distance:

"You shouldn't use such probing tricks. Since you don't want to use your true divine abilities, then take one strike from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Li pinched a technique, and a golden Dharma image with three heads and six arms appeared behind him.

As soon as this Dharma image condensed, the three heads opened their eyes simultaneously, and the six arms blurred, each striking into the void.

"Boom!" A thunderous sound erupted in the void.

Six balls of golden light shot out from the Dharma image, and with a flash, they turned into six golden light balls, each a zhang in diameter.

With a whistling sound, the six light balls smashed toward the old man aggressively.

The Yi-surnamed old man saw this, snorted coldly, and pointed a finger at the void in front of him without hesitation.

The mirrors behind him buzzed, golden light flashed from the mirror surfaces, and each sprayed a thin golden thread.

Dense golden threads gathered in front of the old man, turning into a giant net.

The old man drove the technique, the giant net trembled, and it covered the six golden light balls, each golden thread radiating dazzling light, intending to catch all the light balls in one net.

However, just before the giant net touched the light balls, Han Li opposite him looked fierce and spat out the words "Cave Profound Golden Light," pointing his finger from afar.

The six golden light balls shook, blurred, and merged into one, turning into a golden vortex.

As soon as this vortex appeared, it spun, and countless multicolored characters drifted from the center, while a terrifying suction force surged out.

Although the golden giant net was mysterious, it couldn't resist this suction force. As soon as it touched it, it let out a shriek and was sucked in, being shredded into powder.

The Yi-surnamed old man was startled and slapped a jade pendant hanging from his waist.

The object let out a long cry, turned into a pale white dragon, and pounced directly at the vortex.

The golden vortex emitted Buddhist chants, and more characters surged out, sucking the dragon in with a flash.

A moment later, a boom rang out in the vortex, and the jade pendant at the old man's waist turned into powder silently.

At this moment, the Yi-surnamed old man's expression changed drastically.

But seeing the golden vortex approaching not far away without any obstruction, he remained calm. He pinched techniques with both hands simultaneously, and with a buzz behind him, five colors of light surged out.

This five-colored light spun and swept across the void in front of him.

"Pfft," the golden vortex vanished into thin air after being swept by the light.

"Five-Colored Divine Light! You are a member of the Five-Light Clan of the Flying Spirit Tribe!" Although Han Li had some guesses, seeing this strange scene, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to have such sharp eyes, to see through my roots at a glance. Since that's the case, I won't hide anything. Let me show you the true power of the Five-Colored Divine Light." The Yi-surnamed old man saw Han Li call out his innate divine ability, first surprised, but then his face turned ferocious as he laughed wildly.

Then he rolled on the ground.

A clap of thunder in the clear sky!

A five-colored halo rolled out, and a five-colored peacock several zhang tall appeared, staring coldly at Han Li, its eyes flashing with crystal light, giving off an icy coldness that froze the whole body.