Chapter 327: Black Blood Blade

Hearing Han Li's confident words and seeing him take out a blue talisman and sit down with his eyes closed, Chen Chen Qiaoqian and Zhong Zhong Weiniang also silently took out a red and a yellow talisman treasure from their storage bags, sitting cross-legged to activate them.

Chen Chen Qiaoqian's senior brother and Song Meng looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Neither of them had any talisman treasures of their own. Although Chen Chen Qiaoqian's senior brother had a blue talisman treasure left behind by his cultivation partner, he had just obtained it and didn't understand its power or usage, so he naturally wouldn't use it rashly. As for Song Meng's Gray Spear talisman treasure, its power had been exhausted after the battle with the Ice Demon.

Thus, the two of them simply stood dryly beside Han Li and the others, guarding them.

At this moment, the Emperor of Yue, trapped in the sky, seemed to realize that flying around like a headless fly was no solution, so he stopped his figure and floated in the air, motionless.

He lowered his head and pondered.

A moment later, the Emperor of Yue suddenly raised his head, ferociously tearing off the golden crown on his head. His long black hair fell loose and moved in the wind, covering half of his face. Contrasted with the blood light on his body, he appeared even more eerie and mysterious.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly used his sharp fingernails to swipe across his wrists in a cross. A large amount of fresh blood surged out, all merging into the blood light surrounding him. The bright red blood light suddenly dimmed, turning into a dark red color in an instant.

Now, the nauseating bloody stench could be smelled even by Song Meng and the others far away, causing their expressions to change slightly. But they had no choice and could only watch helplessly as the enemy continued to cast his spell.

Seeing that the blood light surrounding him had finished changing color, the Emperor of Yue opened his mouth and spat two streams of red gas onto his wrists. It was unknown what spell this was, but the two deep wounds immediately stopped bleeding and gradually faded from red to pale, though the Emperor of Yue's face was clearly much paler.

Then, a fierce look flashed across his face, and he reached into his robe, producing a bare, pitch-black blade handle. This blade handle was not large, about half a foot long, but it was dull, extremely worn, and very inconspicuous.

Yet, the Emperor of Yue held this object with extreme caution, as if it were not a dead object but something extremely dangerous.

He stared at the blade handle and began to chant incantations in a low voice.

The incantation was not loud and was difficult to understand, but in that slow voice, a wild and ancient aura faintly permeated, making one feel a sense of antiquity.

"What is he doing?" Song Meng, watching this scene from afar below, was greatly surprised and couldn't help but ask subconsciously.

"I don't know, maybe he's casting some powerful spell!" the other fellow disciple on the side said, equally unable to understand the incantation, feeling quite worried.

Although neither of them knew the enemy's intention, seeing him self-mutilate and bleed, they knew the Emperor of Yue was desperate and intended to fight to the death.

Just as Song Meng and the other were feeling uneasy, the rhythm of the incantation in the Emperor of Yue's mouth accelerated, and that wild aura grew even stronger.

Red light flashed in the Emperor of Yue's eyes, and a shocking scene occurred.

Amidst the incantations, the blade handle suddenly erupted with a mass of black light, actually floating in mid-air wrapped in the black light, rising to a foot above his head before remaining motionless.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Yue became even more cautious. His hands skillfully formed strange hand seals, causing strands of black blood threads to emerge from the blood light surrounding him. As soon as these blood threads appeared, they flew toward the blade handle at high speed like moths to a flame.

At first, there were only one or two, or a few strands, but before long, dozens, and even hundreds of blood threads emerged from the blood light, all rushing toward the blade handle.

In the blink of an eye, the blade handle was wrapped tightly by the dense black blood threads, and after some wriggling, it condensed into a significant mass of filthy blood.

The blade handle was completely wrapped inside.

And looking closely at this filthy blood, it was black mixed with red, emitting an eerie light that made one feel as if their soul would be sucked in upon seeing it; it was truly eerie.

Yet, the Emperor of Yue, who was forming hand seals, showed joy upon seeing this.

He dispersed his hand seals and was about to use another method, but the black blood that had stopped wriggling suddenly erupted with dazzling black light, wriggling violently again, rolling and expanding, appearing extremely unstable.

Seeing this, the joy that had just appeared on the Emperor of Yue's face vanished, replaced by a look of terror.

He hurriedly turned his head to look around, then looked back at the blood mass, his fear deepening!

But immediately, a look of determination appeared on his face. He roared a few deep incantations, then bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of filthy blood along with a bit of tongue flesh onto the constantly deforming blood mass.

The black blood mass absorbed these foreign objects, immediately stopping its deformation, and the dazzling light also dimmed.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Yue still didn't feel at ease and frantically performed a dozen spells like a windmill, throwing them all onto it. With this, the last bit of light on the blood mass dissipated.

The Emperor of Yue finally let out a long sigh of relief. After spitting out that mouthful of essence blood, his face suddenly aged more than ten years, looking extremely haggard.

But he couldn't care about anything else now. He beckoned, and a significant portion of the blood light on his body rushed onto the blood mass. At the same time, a low voice sounded again, but because his tongue tip was gone, his words were somewhat unclear.

He saw the black blood mass, covered by the blood light, gradually deform and stretch. After his last incantation ended, the pitch-black blade handle was revealed again, turning into a true long blade with a blade made of black blood, emitting astonishing blood energy.

Seeing this blade, a look of fanaticism appeared on the Emperor of Yue's face.

He no longer hesitated, reaching out to grab the blade handle and waving it casually. It showed no power, but he showed an extremely satisfied expression.

Staring deeply at the blade, the Emperor of Yue let out a long howl, full of spirit, and turned into a giant blood light mass along with the blade, rushing toward the bamboo forest below, making Song Meng and the others, who were watching closely, extremely nervous.

Just then, Han Li, who had been closing his eyes, opened them, his cold gaze fixed on the blood mass rushing down.

Just now, although Han Li was activating the talisman treasure below, with his powerful spiritual sense, he had kept a clear grasp of the opponent's every move.

But the moment the black blood blade took shape, Han Li's spiritual sense, which had been wandering nearby, was immediately forcibly sucked toward the black blood blade, as if it were about to be completely devoured. Han Li was shocked and hurriedly retracted his spiritual sense. Fortunately, this suction was a property of the blood blade itself and was not being actively controlled by the Emperor of Yue, so he easily escaped and returned to his body.

But even so, it broke Han Li out in a cold sweat. If his spiritual sense had truly been absorbed by this evil blade, he didn't know what terrible consequences would follow!

Now, although Han Li knew the power of this blade, he had even more confidence in the "Inverted Five Elements Array" he had set up in a rush!

After all, even the Core Formation stage Lei Lei Wanhe had said that breaking the original, unimproved "Inverted Five Elements Array" was no easy task. Now that he had replaced it with these more powerful array-setting magic treasures, although it wasn't fully set up, he absolutely didn't believe that a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator could break this array in a short time.

Therefore, although he opened his eyes, he still didn't panic in the slightest.

Just as thoughts were turning in Han Li's mind, the blood light on the Emperor of Yue's body had already collided with the five-colored radiance, immediately emitting a loud "Squeak, squeak" sound of immense pressure, but the radiance easily blocked him.

But the Emperor of Yue, who had been prepared, showed a ferocious smile. He gripped the black blood blade tightly with both hands and slashed viciously at the radiance.

A sharp howl came from the blade, followed by a flash of black light shooting into the sky. The blade actually emitted a shocking black blade light over ten zhang long. With a "Rip," the radiance was actually slashed open, revealing a channel a zhang wide.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Yue was overjoyed and rushed in without hesitation. At the same time, black light flashed repeatedly on his hands, and he actually rushed into the radiance.

"Ah! What should we do?" Song Meng immediately exclaimed in panic.

The other person didn't speak, but his expression was no better, also filled with anxiety.

"Don't panic, that radiance is only the first layer of defense. My array isn't that easy to break!" Just then, Han Li's calm voice sounded in their ears. This immediately made their faces brighten, and they calmed down.

However, they were also greatly surprised. This Junior Brother Han was actually able to split his attention to send a telepathic message while driving a talisman treasure; he was truly powerful!

At this moment, the Emperor of Yue had broken through the ten-zhang layer of radiance in a few moves and clearly saw the Huang Feng Valley group below, naturally seeing Han Li and the others activating their talisman treasures clearly.

He immediately sneered, flashed to a spot a few feet above Han Li's head, waved the black blood blade in his hand, and slashed down with the ten-zhang-long black blade light.

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