Chapter 846: Demonic Sword Reappears

The transformed Demon Soul let out a hideous laugh, and its figure vanished like a light breeze. Net

The Heavenly Absolute Demon Corpse, which had originally been motionless in front of Han Li, let out a low roar, and its two arms moved sharply.

Countless emerald-green claw shadows emitted a "chi-chi" sound of breaking through the air, covering the area in front of it.

Black light flashed, and the two-headed, four-armed figure of the Demon Soul appeared eerily amidst the claw shadows.

A fierce look flashed on the Demon Soul's ghost face. It swung one arm lightly toward the claw shadows, and instantly, claw blades more dense than the green ones, with sharper sounds of breaking through the air, erupted in front of the Demon Soul.

The two touched briefly, and the black light easily tore through the green claw shadows. Moreover, the arm stretched eerily by several feet, instantly transforming into a black shadow and thrusting its five fingers into the chest of the Demon Corpse, which was as hard as gold and stone.

After the five fingers closed, it directly gouged out a blood hole the size of a bowl. Pitch-black corpse blood flowed out in torrents.

This was a heavy injury that should have cost an ordinary cultivator their life, but for the Demon Corpse, it only brought a burst of intense pain to its chest. Instead, it was provoked into a frenzy!

It didn't retreat at all; instead, one arm flashed with green light, instantly transforming into a three-colored sharp cone several feet long, and stabbed down fiercely toward the Demon Soul.

The Demon Soul let out a soft sound of surprise, not knowing whether it was surprised by the Demon Corpse's strong vitality or by the suddenly materialized sharp cone.

But after the surprise, the Demon Soul sneered instead.

Its two arms flickered in front of its chest. Just as the three-colored sharp cone arrived there, it was firmly clamped between the two palms wrapped in pitch-black hard shells, unable to advance even an inch.

Then, the ghost face grinned hideously, and both hands grabbed and twisted with force, intending to forcibly twist this cone into two pieces.

With a soft "Puff," the cone burst open on its own before the massive force could be applied. A three-colored insect cloud appeared out of thin air and covered the Demon Soul without hesitation.

At such a close distance, with such an eerie and sudden change, even the Demon Soul, which had pushed its demonic arts to the extreme, was greatly startled.

Seeing the insect cloud about to fall, a fierce look flashed on the Demon Soul's face. Suddenly, it opened its mouth, and circles of black ripples sprayed out, instantly enveloping the three-colored Devouring Gold Beetles that were in close proximity.

An eerie scene appeared.

As soon as the three-colored Devouring Gold Beetles were circled by the black ripples, their bodies stopped moving. Then, a series of muffled sounds came, and these flying insects burst open one after another, transforming into a sky full of blood mist, drifting away and dissipating.

The three-colored Devouring Gold Beetles were not as tough as the golden Devouring Gold Beetles. This insect cloud was actually shaken into bones and dust by the demonic sound from the Demon Soul's mouth, not a single one remaining.

At this moment, the other arm of the Demon Corpse also slashed down.

The Demon Soul showed an expression of impatience. With a cold look, its figure flickered and vanished from the spot. The next moment, it appeared behind the Demon Corpse, and a pitch-black fist struck out lightly.

The movement seemed slow, but for some reason, the Demon Corpse only had time to turn its head slightly before the fist arrived in front of it.

At the same time, a pitch-black bone thorn a foot long shot out from the fist, piercing one side of the Demon Corpse's head and coming out the other side. The Demon Corpse trembled, and all its movements stopped.

The Demon Soul smiled sinisterly, and pitch-black flames suddenly appeared on the bone thorn, burning fiercely. After retracting the bone thorn, the Demon Corpse flickered a few times amidst the black flames and fell straight toward the ground.

From the Demon Soul lunging into the insect cloud to transform again, to using the bone thorn to solve the Demon Corpse, all this seemed long, but it was actually just a matter of an instant.

When Han Li saw the Demon Soul lunging close to his side and the Heavenly Absolute Demon Corpse meeting it, he didn't even think about it and shot backward, wanting to pull away from this demon.

At the same time, he urged the numerous golden sword lights hovering above his head with his spiritual sense, and the sword shadows transformed into layers of golden waves. Han Li moved his spiritual sense, intending to urge these golden lights to press down toward the Demon Soul's location.

But he hadn't expected that in this brief delay, the two-headed, six-armed Demon Soul had already defeated the Heavenly Absolute Demon Corpse left in place.

Han Li gasped, feeling bitter in his heart, and also felt a burst of heartache.

He had only just refined this Heavenly Absolute Demon Corpse to be usable. He had only driven it out once in this place, and it had been easily defeated by the ancient demon before him. Now, relying on its refined corpse body, it fell to the ground, its life or death unknown. But looking at it, even if it hadn't truly fallen, it had completely lost its combat capability.

Thinking this, Han Li urged his spiritual sense while using two minds at once.

The tiger-demon puppets that had been scattered by the air waves had already stabilized their figures and, flashing with white light, lunged toward the Demon Soul again. As for the giant turtle puppets, they dispersed and shot backward along with Han Li, while blue light flashed in their mouths, preparing to spray ice-attribute light columns again.

And the heavy sword shadows Han Li had been manipulating also roared and covered the Demon Soul.

Seeing this scene, the Demon Soul snorted, and its four demonic arms swung slightly. Instantly, pitch-black bone thorns grew on the elbows and the tips of the fists of its long arms. The bone thorns were of different shapes, some curved, some straight, but all flashed with cold, chilling light, looking extremely sharp.

Before the tiger-demon puppets could get close, the Demon Soul vanished from the spot with a "Whoosh."

All attacks lost their target and paused for a moment. At this moment, black light flashed, and the Demon Soul appeared eerily behind one of the tiger-demon puppets. Its four long arms swung lightly, and the sound of "Shua Shua" breaking through the air rang out.

Several black lights flashed on the tiger-demon puppet's body, and it was instantly dismantled, transforming into a pile of scrap metal.

With a move of its figure, the Demon Soul vanished again. Black light flashed beside another puppet, and it was directly pierced through the chest by a thick bone thorn, instantly collapsing to the ground...

Han Li watched from afar, both shocked and angry, commanding the golden sword shadows to chase the Demon Soul incessantly.

But this demon would vanish from the spot one moment, and appear in an unexpected place the next. With its cultivation greatly increased, the Demon Soul's escape technique and concealment arts were perfectly coordinated. Between flashing and appearing, the tiger-demon puppets couldn't form an encirclement at all, unable to block even a single blow.

Han Li had always been proud of his close-combat abilities, which were much stronger than ordinary cultivators. But now, seeing the Demon Soul's methods, a chill rose in his heart!

Compared to this Demon Soul, his close-combat abilities were completely insignificant. Even if he used the Mingqing Spirit Eye, he couldn't lock onto this demon at all.

Just as he was shocked, the Demon Soul pulled the bone thorn from the neck of the last tiger-demon puppet and glanced at Han Li casually.

The coldness in its eyes made Han Li's heart sink, and he felt somewhat "furry" (anxious/scared).

Ever since his Nascent Soul had been perfected, this feeling of being on edge had disappeared for a long time. But now, it had surfaced in his heart once again.

Han Li took a breath, forcing himself to remain calm.

Now it seemed that with this demon's terrifyingly eerie escape speed, it would be very difficult to calmly set up the Great Expansion Sword Array. He could only use other methods to delay for a while first.

Thinking this, he raised his hand solemnly, and a jade talisman shot out from his hand. Afterward, dark light flashed, and a pitch-black ghost hand grabbed toward the Demon Soul.

At the same time, he flicked his large sleeve, and dozens of green flying swords flew out from his sleeve. After a buzzing sound, green light shone brightly, and the sword lights condensed into a green, misty giant sword, looking extremely imposing.

Han Li formed hand seals with both hands and pointed lightly at the Demon Soul. The giant sword shook and vanished from the sky. The next moment, it unexpectedly appeared above the Demon Soul's head, slashing down without hesitation.

The Demon Soul let out a strange laugh, and after rubbing its hands together, another pitch-black giant blade appeared in its hands, then it slashed toward the falling green giant sword.

This demon had already seen that these green flying swords were one of Han Li's life-bound magic treasures, so it naturally had the vicious intention of breaking the giant sword with one slash, causing the opponent's heart and mind to suffer damage.

As for the ghost hand lunging toward its face, it didn't care at all, raising one arm. A mass of pitch-black, misty demonic Qi sprayed from its hand, instantly transforming into a black tentacle that entangled and wrapped the ghost hand, trapping it firmly in the middle.

The ghost hand struggled to tear the demonic Qi around it, but it was of no use. These demonic Qi were like maggots on a tarsal bone, breaking and then joining, joining and then coming up again. It couldn't break free in the slightest.

And at this moment, the black giant blade and the green giant sword touched, exploding with astonishing loud sounds.

Black light and green light intertwined, and the entire giant blade emitted a low buzzing sound. The space between them began to twist and deform, revealing ripple-like shock waves. However, the green giant sword, although forcibly pressed back step by step, was actually flashing with spiritual light and remained intact, not showing any signs of breaking.

The Demon Soul's two heads raised their heads in surprise, both faces revealing expressions of surprise.

It naturally didn't know that although Han Li's Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords hadn't been refined for long and hadn't been mixed with Geng Essence, their power was limited. But in his early years, Han Li had refined them again with that refined crystal. Their hardness far exceeded ordinary magic treasures, and there was basically nothing in this realm that could break them instantly.

The demonic blade formed by the Demon Soul's high-frequency vibration of demonic Qi was indeed sharp, comparable to the most top-tier flying swords and flying knives of human cultivators, but to break the giant sword formed by dozens of Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords in a short time, it was naturally beyond its power.

And just as the Demon Soul was stunned, the green giant sword suddenly rang with thunder, and countless golden electric arcs shot out from the sword body, golden light flashing.

The originally dominant black giant blade collapsed and disintegrated instantly upon touching these golden arcs.

The green giant sword, without any obstruction, took advantage of the situation and, carrying thick golden arcs, slashed fiercely toward the Demon Soul's head.

The Demon Soul didn't expect this giant sword to be a Gold Thunder Bamboo magic treasure, and was startled.

However, with its eerie escape speed, black light flashed, and its figure appeared more than ten zhang away, and the giant sword naturally slashed at empty air.

After stopping, this demon's expression sank sharply, and its four palms rubbed together, causing two more pitch-black light balls to appear.

Black light flashed, and the two light balls transformed into two black light spears, buzzing loudly.

This demon bit its tongue with its fangs, and two mouthfuls of essence blood sprayed out, hitting the black spears.

Instantly, the two light spears trembled slightly, then transformed into a blood-red color.

And the Demon Soul, after spraying essence blood, had both heads looking listless. It seemed this technique had consumed quite a bit of its vitality.