Chapter 2436: Volume 11: The True Immortal Descends - Chapter 2418: Slaying the Deer (Part 2)

Han Li narrowed his eyes, suddenly flipped his hand, and a pale yellow gourd over an inch tall appeared in his palm, which he tossed in front of him.

The gourd turned upside down, crystal runes appeared on its surface, and its body swelled crazily, transforming into a giant object the size of a house in the blink of an eye.

Han Li pointed a finger at it.

A thunderous roar echoed inside the giant gourd, and countless crystal lights sprayed out from within, unexpectedly transforming into crystal-clear sand grains the size of silkworm beans.

They were exactly the Fierce Sha Golden Steel Sand that Han Li had obtained in the Demon Realm years ago.

These sand grains rolled in the void, suddenly multiplying by a hundred, then by a thousand, unexpectedly transforming into a crystal sea of sand.

"Go!"

Han Li flicked his sleeve and said with a cold, low shout.

The crystal sand roared and rolled toward the opposite side, covering the sky and earth.

In an instant, the two seas of sand collided fiercely in the high altitude, emitting a harsh "cha cha" sound, and erupting with piercing yellow and crystal light.

The yellow sand surged crazily, continuously changing into various beast forms like tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves, crazily tearing and charging toward the crystal sand on the opposite side.

The crystal sea of sand, however, was like a bottomless ocean. No matter how strangely the yellow sand changed, it just urged every sand grain to rotate slowly, grinding all the yellow sand it touched into powder and causing it to explode.

The clash between the two was decided in the blink of an eye.

The yellow sea of sand shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it was less than half its original size.

Yang Lu, in the yellow wind, saw this scene and was somewhat surprised, but immediately snorted coldly and took a giant stride forward.

"Bang!"

After a violent spatial fluctuation, Yang Lu's giant figure unexpectedly crossed a distance of several hundred zhang, appearing above Han Li. His two meat palms crossed in front of him and pressed down fiercely like a small mountain.

Before the two meat palms truly fell, two layers of nearly transparent white light halos bloomed from the palms, and a sticky force that made one suffocate shrouded Han Li.

Han Li raised his eyebrows. He grabbed into the void with one hand, and a cyan long sword several feet long appeared in his palm. He flicked his wrist and slashed upward.

A flash of cyan light!

A cyan streak of light over ten zhang long shot into the sky, and after a flicker, it slashed fiercely onto the milky-white light halo.

A muffled sound!

Cyan light and white light coiled and swayed, and the cyan streak of light was rebounded away.

Seeing this, Han Li laughed instead of being surprised. He flipped one hand, and his arm suddenly thickened by a circle. At the same time, purple-gold scales appeared on his skin, and he smashed a fist toward the high altitude.

Seeing this, Yang Lu revealed a ferocious smile, and his shoulders suddenly swayed, injecting two more giant forces into his two meat palms.

Immediately, the milky-white light halo on the falling palms became even more dazzling, and the sticky force shrouding Han Li also thickened by several points.

This beast unexpectedly intended to crush Han Li into meat paste in one strike.

The moment Han Li's seemingly weak fist touched the milky-white light halo, a layer of array patterns composed of countless silver runes lit up, and a terrifying giant force that was hard to believe surged out from within.

"Boom!" A heaven-shaking roar!

The two layers of milky-white light halos shattered inch by inch at the same time. The two meat palms were also forcibly collapsed.

Yang Lu himself trembled under this terrifying giant force and couldn't help but retreat backward.

After over a dozen large steps, it finally stood firm. Looking at Han Li again, its eyes were filled with shock and anger. After a low roar, it opened its mouth and sprayed out a white wind bomb a zhang in diameter, which teleported to a place within reach of Han Li after a flicker.

At this time, the massive wind pressure brought by the wind bomb finally echoed in the nearby void with a piercing screech.

"Bang!"

Han Li's purple-gold arm blurred, and the giant wind bomb also blurred and was knocked away, then transformed into a white sun and exploded on the ground in the far distance, rolling out a massive shockwave that almost flattened everything within a radius of a li.

Yang Lu witnessed this scene, his face turning somewhat ashen.

And just at this moment, Han Li performed a spell gesture with one hand, purple-gold light burst from his body, submerging his entire figure. At the same time, the sounds of phoenix cries and dragon roars echoed from within. 【2436-39

After the purple-gold light converged once more, a demon-god-like existence with three heads and six arms, a single horn on its head, and a body covered in purple-gold scales immediately appeared in the original spot.

This demon god's three pairs of silver eyes merely glanced coldly at Yang Lu before it stepped through the void, walking over step by step.

Sounds of "Puff," "Puff" erupted!

With every step the demon took, its body grew significantly larger; it took over a dozen steps to barely finish walking, transforming into a massive existence no less imposing than Yang Lu.

"Only in this form am I in my strongest state; the real battle begins now. As a True Spirit, I wonder how many of Han Mou's moves you can take." The buzzing voice came from the mouth of the demon god Han Li had transformed into, and then a green light flashed on one of its arms, and a dark green wooden sword appeared out of thin air; with just a slight shake, a wave of law fluctuations rippled outward in circles.

"True Demon Body, Profound Heaven Treasure!"

Even though Yang Lu had always been knowledgeable and experienced, upon seeing Han Li's transformation and the wooden sword in his hand, he gasped out loud, his heart sinking to its lowest depths.

On the other side, inside a crimson fire cloud covering a radius of over ten miles, streaks of silver sword light flashed wildly, and thunderous booming sounds were heard from time to time.

With a clap of clear-sky thunder, all the sword light vanished, and a silver giant sword, a thousand feet long and reaching for the sky, suddenly appeared above the fire cloud and slashed down.

A strange screech came from the fire cloud, and a strange dragon covered in long crimson whiskers rushed out, spitting clusters of thunder-fire from its mouth to meet the silver giant sword.

Only a flash of silver light was seen, and the giant sword transformed into a silver-misty sword curtain, appearing beneath the strange dragon and forcefully slicing the entire fire cloud in two.

Then the giant sword blurred and suddenly vanished, and in its place appeared a gray-robed man with an ordinary face.

This man was covered in sweat, and a small half of his body had vanished into thin air; the wound was charred black, with not a drop of blood flowing out, yet he looked toward the motionless strange dragon high above with a lingering look of fear.

"Fire-Whiskered Beast, there actually exists such a holy beast of fire in the world; it seems this one was brought from the Immortal Realm by that immortal. It's a pity it's only a puppet with no intelligence at all, otherwise, unless I used that Ninth-Rank Soul-Extinguishing Art, there would be absolutely no possibility of victory. But even so..." The gray-robed man looked down at his body, which showed no signs of improvement even after urging his recovery secret technique, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this moment, the strange dragon high in the sky, which had been motionless, trembled, and its massive body immediately burst into countless fragments; clusters of crimson flames surged out from within, rolling wildly in all directions, covering the sky and earth.

The gray-robed man was startled; without a second thought, he let out a long whistle and transformed back into a silver giant sword, rushing into the sky and forcefully piercing through the sea of fire.

A full cup of tea's time later, the crimson sea of fire gradually grew smaller and finally dissipated and extinguished bit by bit.

At this time, fluctuations arose where the strange dragon had been, and the gray-robed man appeared silently once more; after glancing around and seeing that nothing had been left behind, his expression turned as gloomy as water.

After pondering in the same spot with an uncertain expression for a while, he sighed, stomped his foot violently, and transformed into a streak of sword light, breaking through the air and leaving.

"Fire-Whiskered Child, it actually failed." Ma Liang muttered in a voice nearly too low to hear, looking quite surprised.

"Hmph, if it weren't for you refusing to undo the soul restriction on me, preventing me from exerting even one-tenth of my full power, how could a mere person from the lower realm possibly defeat me?" Another sharp, thin voice came from the nearby void at the same time.

Then, faint fluctuations arose a few feet in front of him, and several egg-sized crimson fireballs appeared silently; after flashing toward the center simultaneously, a small crimson figure condensed out of thin air and looked at the True Immortal before him with an expressionless face.

"Hmph, don't dream of me undoing your restriction in this realm. Unless we return to the Immortal Realm, I will never risk doing such a thing. It's already not bad that you can be awake for a while now. However, I will soon make your soul fall into a deep sleep again; with your strength, your indestructible shell alone is enough for me to use." Ma Liang snorted and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat, and immediately a streak of golden light rolled out.

Once the small crimson figure came into contact with the golden light, the coldness in its eyes gradually dissipated and retreated, replaced once again by the previous dazed and wooden expression.

Ma Liang shook his sleeve, and several golden talismans flew out, sticking tightly to the small figure.

Then he took out a blue jade box, opened the lid, and shook it toward the front; immediately a stream of white gas rolled out, sucking the small figure into it out of thin air.

Ma Liang put the jade box away, then raised his head to glance at the sky, his brows subconsciously furrowing.

At this moment, although the sounds of fighting continued to boom in the sky, whether it was the eight five-clawed blood dragons or the four blood-colored giants, all were completely on the defensive; furthermore, under the great display of power by the Mahayana experts like Yin Gangzi and the four black Ni beasts, they had to retreat to the vicinity of the blood river, relying on the massive true essence continuously injected by the blood river to barely stand firm again.

But clearly, this kind of resistance could not be sustained for long.

Ma Liang swept his gaze over the various battle groups along the blood river for a long while, then turned his head and looked at a palm-sized light screen close at hand.

On that light screen, a huge demon with three heads and six arms was holding a dark green giant sword in one hand and the half-remains of a giant beast in the other.

"True Demon Body, Profound Heaven Treasure. I didn't expect the person guarding the array eye to be so troublesome; neither of them succeeded. It seems that this time, I must unseal it again. However, since I have already found the target's whereabouts, there is no need to hold back anymore." Ma Liang muttered to himself, flipped his hand, and immediately another golden talisman appeared. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come and vote for recommendations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)