Chapter 549: Escaping and Hunting

When Han Li faced the fact that his flying swords were ineffective against the two demons, he was naturally shocked, but upon further reflection, it seemed like a normal occurrence.

High-tier demon beasts are almost all specialized in cultivating their demon bodies; some species, originally thick-skinned and sturdy, can even withstand direct strikes from the magic treasures of cultivators at the same stage without sustaining damage.

Moreover, the lifespan of a demon beast is usually several times, or even dozens of times, that of an ordinary cultivator.

As a result, the higher the tier of the demon beast, the more time it has to cultivate its demon body to a level that leaves human cultivators dumbfounded.

This is why cultivators before the Nascent Soul stage can rely on magic treasures and intelligence to slay demon beasts below the eighth level. However, once a demon beast passes the Transformation stage, its demon body is fully cultivated, and with its intelligence greatly opened, it instead firmly suppresses human cultivators of the same stage.

The flood dragon belongs to the scaled clan among the heaven and earth spirit beasts; an eighth-level one is sufficient to rival an ordinary ninth-level demon beast, so its defensive power naturally wouldn't be low. As for the turtle demon before him, it is an even stronger type of turtle in terms of defensive power.

For the flying swords that Han Li had only just cultivated to a slight degree of power, it was not surprising that they could do nothing to the two immobilized demons.

If this were replaced by a Nascent Soul stage old monster possessing a magic treasure cultivated for hundreds of years, the two demons would naturally have lost their lives while immobilized.

Or if it were a Nascent Soul stage old monster lying immobilized on the ground, Han Li could easily slay them with his current flying swords. Of course, Man Man Huzi, who had already refined his body to be almost the same as the demon race, would naturally be an exception.

As for the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder, although it is incomparably sharp against demonic arts and evil techniques, there is no saying that it suppresses the demon race. Although the power of the divine thunder comes from the Golden Lightning Bamboo itself, with Han Li's current cultivation, he can only truly unleash one or two tenths of its power.

Understanding these things, Han Li did not feel any dejection.

He knew very well that as long as he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and spent another hundred years specifically cultivating the Green Bamboo Cloud-Swarm Swords, the power of the magic treasure would naturally skyrocket.

At that time, the giant sword formed by several flying swords would have no difficulty breaking through the demon body defenses of the two demons.

After all, the Green Bamboo Cloud-Swarm Swords were top-tier magic treasures he had spent immense effort to refine.

Han Li still deeply believed in their great potential.

Currently, Han Li could easily slay ordinary cultivators at the late Core Formation stage and even general seventh-level demon beasts. However, when facing Nascent Soul stage old monsters and eighth-level demon beasts, he dared not harbor any thoughts of resisting them head-on.

The Core Formation stage and the Nascent Soul stage were two completely different worlds!

These thoughts flashed through Han Li's mind several times in an instant. He looked at the turtle demon under his feet and Feng Xi in the white light on the other side, his face flashing with several strange expressions, uncertain and shifting.

He asked himself that apart from taking a risk with the Dark Blue Ice Flame, he had no other method to eliminate the two demons in a short time.

But even so, Han Li estimated that the turtle demon might be manageable, but with the perverted protective treasure of the Wind-Splitting Beast, the chance of successfully eliminating this demon was less than thirty percent.

Because he could not control the Dark Blue Ice Flame in the slightest, let alone manipulate it to concentrate its power on the two demons.

As a result, the actual effect of the ice flame would naturally be greatly reduced.

What made Han Li even more hesitant was that he could release this ice flame but not retract it. If he couldn't eliminate the Wind-Splitting Beast, this supreme treasure would just be given away to the demon for nothing, only serving to greatly increase the opponent's strength.

If that were the case, it would be better to keep it for himself!

After condensing his Nascent Soul and refining this object, the Dark Blue Ice Flame would definitely become another trump card for him in the future.

Han Li did not ponder for long, nor did he have any extra time to waste.

The turtle demon was still fine, its body still swollen. But the Wind-Splitting Beast's lower abdomen was already more than half smaller than when it started, and the gloomy expression on its face was becoming increasingly intense.

Upon seeing this, Han Li felt a chill in his heart.

He estimated that it wouldn't be long before this demon could completely suppress the medicinal power in the spirit liquid and once again drive its magic power and move.

So, Han Li gritted his teeth, bent down to snatch the storage bag of the turtle demon under his feet, and then kicked the immobilized demon into the earth fire pool.

Afterward, after finding another storage bag among the remains of the poison flood dragon and putting away the demon core, his figure flashed and he appeared behind the Wind-Splitting Beast, similarly kicking it into the raging earth fire.

Then, without even looking at the plight of the two demons, Han Li suddenly transformed into a green rainbow and fled away.

He didn't believe that no matter how vast the two demons' supernatural powers were, if he just found an island to hide on, they would still have a way to find him.

As a result, after a loud "Boom—", the stone door was blasted open by Han Li, and his escape light vanished without a trace.

In the artifact refining room, silence reigned!

After an unknown amount of time, an extremely venomous and tyrannical voice came from the earth fire pool, followed by a dazzling white light that flew out from the earth fire, instantly breaking through the roof and piercing the cave dwelling's barrier, disappearing from sight.

The next moment, this white light appeared directly above the small island, flying around the surroundings at a speed invisible to the naked eye, before flying back to the distance.

After the light faded, it revealed the figure of the ninth-level Wind-Splitting Beast, Feng Xi.

Looking at his appearance, his demeanor remained unchanged, and he seemed to be unscathed in the earth fire pool. However, his face was gnashing its teeth, and one hand was still clutching the massive body of the turtle demon, which was still unable to move.

The turtle demon had no treasure to protect its body, and its whole body was scorched by smoke and fire, with no hair or whiskers left. It seemed it had suffered quite a bit in the earth fire.

The Wind-Splitting Beast's eyes flashed with white light as it scanned the surroundings a few times. After thinking gloomily for a moment, a ferocious expression suddenly appeared.

Then, with one hand forming a magic seal, white light flickered on its fingers. A moment later, a trace of ferocity flashed across its face.

Without another word, it identified a direction and transformed into a white rainbow, breaking through the air and leaving.

At the same time, Han Li, who was fleeing wildly ten thousand miles away using a blood-colored cloak, was covered in cold sweat.

Just a moment ago, the Wind Spirit Energy in his body, which had originally been trapped by the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder, suddenly began to stir, looking quite unstable.

But fortunately, Han Li reacted quickly, hurriedly dispersing the spiritual power on the cloak and using pure spiritual power to forcibly suppress this mutation.

Having entered the late Core Formation stage, although Han Li still couldn't control the blood-colored cloak with ease, he could finally cut off the forcibly extracted spiritual power at will.

As a result, the practicality of this ancient treasure had increased significantly.

At this moment, Han Li's face changed drastically; he naturally knew that the Wind-Splitting Beast had finally broken free.

He immediately changed direction without a second thought, pouring spiritual power into the cloak and fleeing wildly at high speed.

He had thoroughly angered this demon earlier; if he were caught by the opponent, being dismembered and having his soul extracted and refined would definitely be inevitable.

But what made Han Li feel annoyed was that even at such a great distance from this demon, the opponent still had a way to control the Wind Spirit Energy trapped in his body.

This was far beyond Han Li's expectations, and he felt a trace of regret!

Perhaps when he was in the artifact refining room, taking the risk to discard the Dark Blue Ice Pearl would have been the wise move!

But it was useless to think too much now; Han Li could only transform into a ball of blood light and flee wildly all the way.

In the following time, whether it was two or three hours or as short as the time it takes to eat a meal, the Wind Spirit Energy in Han Li's body would inevitably flare up once.

Although he suppressed it in time every time, he had to immediately deviate from his escape direction to prevent being pinpointed by the opponent and caught.

Han Li's escape light speed was far inferior to the Wind-Splitting Beast, but he finally grasped the initiative, and every time he could shake off the opponent by a large distance in time.

But after this, Feng Xi, relying on his sense of the Wind Spirit Force, would immediately pursue him relentlessly and catch up again.

In this manner, Han Li and the Rending Wind Beast chased each other back and forth for over a month, playing a game of hide-and-seek across the vast sea.

During their flight, Han Li was on one hand terrified, and on the other, extremely frustrated!

In order to avoid being pursued by the Rending Wind Beast forever, he naturally wanted to refine the Wind Spirit Force within his body.

But this thing was exceptionally tough; Han Li spent a month, yet it did not shrink by even a fraction. It was simply not something he, at the Core Formation stage, could refine away.

Helpless, Han Li gave up on this idea and began to focus entirely on fleeing and hiding.

However, what puzzled Han Li slightly was that the Rending Wind Beast did not frequently use magic techniques to detect his position. If it had, this demon would have intercepted him long ago.

This left Han Li completely baffled!

Han Li naturally did not know that Feng Xi, thousands of miles away, was feeling equally annoyed.

It was not that he did not want to use more magic techniques to find Han Li's location, but rather that his current situation was much the same as Han Li's.

Although this demon had forced the foreign object hidden within his spiritual liquid together and temporarily wrapped it in spiritual power, this object would inevitably flare up every once in a while.

This forced him to stop his flight and use his cultivation to suppress it.

Although he was confident that if given some time to sit in meditation, he would be fully capable of refining this object, he was currently hot on Han Li's heels and had little magic power left, making it impossible to do so. He could only swallow his resentment and desperately continue the pursuit.

As for the Turtle Demon, although it had long since recovered, Feng Xi found its flight speed too slow and simply left it behind, pursuing him alone first.

While feeling irritated, he was naturally also greatly astonished by the speed of Han Li's flight.

He vaguely guessed in his heart that the other party likely possessed some treasure that could increase speed.

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