Chapter 570: Yin Demon Slash and Six Extremes True Demon

Contrary to the massive commotion of the gray-white cloud group, Han Li's side was silent, and a layer of faint black energy suddenly covered his raised right arm.

These black energies stretched and contracted incessantly, gradually becoming dense. When it became as black as ink, a solemn look appeared on Han Li's face.

The entire right arm began to expand rapidly, turning two or three times its original thickness in the blink of an eye, and a layer of blinding blood light even appeared on the surface, looking eerie under the shroud of black energy.

At this time, Han Li raised his head and glanced at the opposite side.

The gray-white cloud group was still roaring massively, expanding continuously, and had already reached an area of twenty or thirty feet in the blink of an eye. A fierce look flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he suddenly spat out a "Break" word.

The thick arm suddenly contracted, then spat out abruptly.

A black-red light slice shot out from his palm. After leaving his hand, it became several feet wide. Then a "zi la" sound rang out, the light slice brought out a long tail, and flew to the front of the cloud group in an instant.

Wen Wen Tianren seemed to realize something was wrong, and the bronze ancient shield that had been tangling with the giant sword flashed with light and blocked in front of the cloud group.

The light slice did not stop in the slightest, slashing through as if it were nothing.

The bronze shield was like clay, splitting into two without a sound and falling into the dust.

And inside the cloud group behind the shield, a muffled grunt came out, then a black crack appeared in the middle, and a moment later, the cloud group was like a torn painting, breaking into two halves.

And that giant light slice, after cutting the cloud group and shooting out over ten feet, turned into specks of starlight and dissipated completely.

Just at this moment, a roar of extreme shock and anger came from half of the cloud group.

"You actually dared to sever my limb; I want your life in return."

Following this roar, the other half of the cloud mist disappeared, revealing a withered half-arm floating in mid-air.

Looking at the style of the sleeve attached to it, it was indeed Wen Wen Tianren's left hand.

"Transformation Tribulation Technique!"

Seeing this scene, Han Li's eyes shrank, and the legendary demonic secret art immediately appeared in his mind.

This technique involves cultivating a part of one's limb into a substitute puppet beforehand. When a powerful attack that one cannot block suddenly arrives, one can move their spiritual sense to let the limb take the blow instead. It is especially effective against curse-type evil arts.

But this top-tier demonic secret art is said to be something only Nascent Soul cultivators are qualified to cultivate. That the other party had the ability to perform this technique truly caught him by surprise.

As for the terrifying attack he had just performed, it was one of the secret arts Han Li had chosen to cultivate from the Profound Yin Scripture, the "Yin Demon Slash".

This method and the "Blood Spirit Drill" had the same effect.

It was also condensing a part of the essence within the body into a special existence with great power. When fighting with others, it was released all at once, invincible.

This "Yin Demon Slash" judged its power based on the cultivator's cultivation base, the amount of essence condensed, and the length of time it had been cultivated. It is rumored that after condensing to the deepest realm, it could even tear through space and shatter the void.

Of course, who would really spend so much effort on such a one-time attack method? Even Han Li had only condensed a small piece.

After the two previous attacks were ineffective, Han Li had already guessed that the other party's cloud group likely had the miraculous effect of shifting positions. So he hardened his heart and performed the "Yin Demon Slash" that he had cultivated to a small success.

Although this slash could not yet break the boundary, it was enough to break the other party's shifting miracle.

Sure enough, one strike was effective.

Even if the other party performed the Transformation Tribulation Technique to escape this tribulation, the damage to their vitality would definitely not be small, and the taste of having their arm severed probably wouldn't be pleasant either.

Han Li sneered and contemplated.

"Swish," a golden light flew out from the cloud group, rolling the severed arm floating in mid-air back.

Han Li was startled, a strange expression appearing on his face as he pondered the other party's intentions. A shrill, eerie shriek erupted from the cloud bank. The gray-white mist was swept away in an instant, revealing Wen Wen Tianren's figure.

Han Li's eyes flashed with coldness, and he stared over.

I saw Wen Wen Tianren holding the severed arm with one hand, staring at him with incomparable resentment. Behind him, six tall phantoms faintly appeared. Some had horns on their heads, some were covered in scales, all hideous and terrifying, with fangs in their mouths, and gray-white demonic energy entwined around them. It was like a heavenly demon descending into the world.

"Six Extremes True Demon?"

Han Li muttered with a gloomy expression.

"Hmph! In a while, I will let you know the power of the Six Extremes Saint. Although these are only the phantoms of the Six Saints, dealing with a Core Formation cultivator like you is more than enough." Wen Wen Tianren snorted coldly, glanced at his severed arm, and his refined face was filled with murderous intent.

Ever since this descendant of the Six Paths had achieved success in his cultivation, he had never suffered such a big loss. Han Li's magic treasure and supernatural powers were so powerful that it shocked him, and it made him even more determined to kill him.

He suddenly pressed the severed arm against the stump, and one of the phantoms behind him, which was the tallest and most ferocious-looking, opened its mouth and spat out a faint red mist, quickly wrapping the entire severed arm. A moment later, the mist dissipated on its own, and the withered arm actually became plump again, and even moved its fingers, waving them twice, as if it had recovered as before.

Seeing this, Han Li revealed a look of shock.

Wen Wen Tianren took Han Li's expression into his eyes, a look of mockery flashed across his face, and then he waved both hands, and the six phantoms behind him grew a few inches taller. Their figures swayed, seemingly about to take action.

Han Li didn't think, raised one hand, and pointed lightly at the top of the other party's head.

The two green giant swords flashed with light and slashed down violently, intending to split the other party into four pieces.

Wen Wen Tianren just stared coldly at Han Li, not even raising his head. But one of the phantoms behind him, the tallest and most ferocious-looking one, flew up, grabbed the two giant swords with its giant arms like lightning, and caught them in its hands.

Han Li's face sank, he pinched a magic seal with both hands, and the giant swords emitted a buzzing sound, green light flickered in the phantom's hands, and they struggled and jumped desperately.

However, the tall phantom's eyes flashed with red light, its two giant hands closed violently, and then gray demonic fire spat out wildly from its mouth, wrapping the two flying swords within and beginning to refine them.

"Hehe! You think the magic treasure caught by the Great Strength True Demon can still be taken back?" Wen Wen Tianren saw this scene and laughed wildly. Then, without hesitation, he pointed at Han Li, and the other five phantoms disappeared in a flash. The next moment, they appeared outside Han Li's protective shield.

Wen Wen Tianren then revealed a look of being in control, preparing to drive the phantoms to destroy Han Li.

He was full of confidence in the power of these Six Extremes True Demon phantom incarnations. He believed that if the six phantoms joined forces to fight the enemy, even an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to do anything to him.

Otherwise, this "Six Extremes True Demon Technique" that could manifest phantoms wouldn't be worthy of being called the number one demonic technique in the Chaotic Star Sea.

Just at this moment, Han Li's expression turned cold, he raised both hands, and two golden electric arcs as thick as bowls shot out, hitting the two nearest phantoms.

A scene that Wen Wen Tianren couldn't believe appeared.

The two phantoms flickered in the thunder, their figures dimmed, their faces instantly revealing an unbearable look of pain, and then gray light flashed, and they disappeared into nothingness.

"Ah!" Wen Wen Tianren was startled, thinking he had seen it wrong, and still couldn't believe the scene before his eyes.

Han Li's Evil-Warding Divine Thunder was flicked out again, and two more thick golden arcs shot onto the other two phantoms in the blink of an eye, and they were also extinguished in a "rumbling" flash.

This time, Wen Wen Tianren truly reacted!

Feeling pained, he hurriedly shouted, a mass of silver light flew out from his sleeve, and at the same time, he urged the last phantom to fly back hurriedly.

You must know, these Six Extremes True Demon phantoms, although they were manifested with the help of the spiritual energy in the vicinity, also contained some of his own spiritual power. Every time one was destroyed, it caused his cultivation base to be cut down by a chunk. Although he could cultivate it back later, he had suffered a big loss in the current battle.

But before that silver light could fly to Han Li, there was thunder above his head again.

Wen Wen Tianren's face changed, and he hurriedly raised his head to look.

I saw the other phantom in the sky also turn into curling green smoke, and several small golden arcs were jumping on the two giant swords, slashing down in a cross shape without hesitation!

Wen Wen Tianren didn't think, red light flashed on his feet, and with a "sou" sound, he disappeared from the spot, turning into a red light. The giant swords slashed into empty space.

The next moment, Wen Wen Tianren appeared in another place dozens of feet away, staring at Han Li with a pale face. And on his feet, two clusters of red flames appeared at some unknown time, with faint green light within.

But at this time, Han Li couldn't care about urging the flying swords to continue chasing the other party, because the silver light cluster shot out by Wen Wen Tianren had turned into a giant silver bell, falling from the sky and covering him.

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