Chapter 850: Unexpected Sudden Change

As the dragon's roar ceased, the flood dragon shadow soared into the sky, then circled once and descended, drilling into Han Li's back and vanishing without a trace.

Blood-red light permeated his skin at the spine, and a flood dragon pattern immediately emerged; it went from blurry to clear, several inches in size, and looked incredibly lifelike.

At this moment, blood-red light flickered all over Han Li's body. From his cheeks to his arms, thumb-sized blood-colored scales emerged, exceptionally crystalline. After a sharp pain in his head, a small flood dragon horn also sprouted, as bright red as blood. His palms also became pointed, manifesting incredibly hard and sharp claws.

At a glance, after Han Li's transformation, he was surprisingly three parts similar to the Demon Soul trapped in the magic array. It was just that Han Li still had a human face, and the scales appearing on his body were dripping with blood-red color, while the Demon Soul's two heads were both incredibly ferocious, and its scales were purple.

Han Li had activated the Spirit-Descending Talisman; the true essence within his body fused with the power of the flood dragon soul, and his cultivation base instantly entered the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, only a thin line away from the mid-stage.

Now, cyan and red spiritual light radiated from his entire body. Both palms gripped the hilt of the Blood Demon Sword, madly pouring his entire body's magic power into it.

The Blood Demon Sword trembled violently, and then the blood-red radiance surged by several zhang, emitting a pungent, bloody stench.

And the red single horn on Han Li's forehead, because the power of the flood dragon soul was fully unleashed, was also bright red and dazzling, emitting a blinding light.

Han Li's determination was set. Since he had trapped the Demon Soul in the sword array, he absolutely could not let the other Ancient Demon rescue it; otherwise, if the two demons were to merge, the trouble would be immense.

But given the other demon's escape speed, it would have reached them before the sword array could even close.

The only way was to take the initiative and kill the Demon Soul right here. With only one demon left, it would definitely not be a match for the group of cultivators arriving later.

Although using the Blood Demon Sword carried significant risks and would cause a great loss of true essence, he had already decided in his heart that after killing this demon with all his might, he would immediately flee far away from this dangerous place. He would no longer get involved in the group of cultivators' siege of the other demon, to avoid any accidents while his cultivation base was greatly reduced.

Since he had independently dealt with one demon, presumably the other cultivators would not have any complaints about this.

But at this moment, the Blood Demon Sword was like a bottomless pit, swallowing most of Han Li's spiritual power in the blink of an eye. And

the blood-colored sword radiance stretched and flickered uncertainly, reaching a size of six or seven zhang. Han Li himself was secretly astonished by the strength of the gathered spiritual energy.

The Demon Soul in the sword array saw this situation and stared fixedly at the sword radiance; a trace of fear gradually appeared on its face.

"Are you trying to seek death? For a human cultivator to drive the sacred artifacts of our Sacred Realm so recklessly—do you want to be demonized?" The Demon Soul finally could not endure it, and both heads shouted sternly at the same time.

Han Li sneered, simply continuing to pour spiritual power into the sword, ignoring the matter entirely.

The Demon Soul was instantly furious.

It also knew that the opponent was determined to take its life. Immediately, a gloomy expression appeared on its face! Suddenly, blood light flashed, and it actually cut off one of its own arms with a single stroke.

The wound was as smooth as a mirror, and not a single drop of blood flowed out, appearing extremely eerie!

But the moment the severed arm fell, it was already grabbed by the other hand. Then, with a mouth open, several mouthfuls of essence blood were sprayed onto it, and at the same time, a low, ancient incantation sounded from its mouth.

The severed arm immediately surged with light, blood light flickered, and after a series of twists and wriggles, it actually transformed into a long sword similar to the Blood Demon Sword.

This sword was covered in white bones and permeated with pitch-black demonic energy; with a slight wave, wisps of demonic energy soared into the sky.

The Demon Soul held this sword horizontally in front of itself and actually poured its own demonic energy into the sword as well. Black sword radiance suddenly appeared on the sword, rapidly surging.

Han Li saw this scene and was somewhat surprised, while at the same time feeling a chill in his heart at the demon's ruthlessness.

Although he did not know what power this sword, created through self-mutilation, possessed, this method was clearly no small matter. He dared not show the slightest contempt.

With a slight shift in his thoughts, he immediately stopped pouring in magic power, suddenly held the sword with both hands, shook the Blood Demon Sword, aimed it at the Demon Soul in the sword array, and slashed down fiercely.

He would not give the opponent a chance to bring the bone sword's power to its limit, so he launched the attack immediately.

The ten-plus-zhang-long blood-colored sword radiance slashed out silently, pressing down menacingly into the sword array.

Before the sword radiance arrived, the Demon Soul was submerged by the overwhelming bloody stench. After the space within the sword array shook, it even began to twist and deform, and inexplicable buzzing sounds echoed all around.

The Demon Soul was terrified. The appearance of this situation clearly showed that he had brought this sword to its limit. And if it remembered correctly, it should be impossible for human cultivators to unleash more than half the power of their Sacred Realm's sacred artifacts. Could this have something to do with the opponent's transformation just now?

Although this demon had experienced the Ancient War, it did not know that later human cultivators had actually researched such an incredible talisman as the "Spirit-Descending Talisman." Naturally, it was completely confused by this.

However, with its life currently at stake, the demon could not afford to think about this in detail. It could only helplessly raise the bone sword, into which it had just poured a little magic power, and both heads let out a loud shout simultaneously.

A pitch-black sword radiance, nearly half the size of the blood radiance, slashed out from the bone sword amidst a sharp screech, directly meeting the blood radiance in the air.

A moment later, the two sword radiances collided!

With a "Boom," a loud sound like a thunderclap from a clear sky spread from high above. The two sword radiances instantly intertwined and entangled. Circles of hurricane-like air waves erupted from where the sword radiances collided, blowing the silver-haired old man back more than ten steps before he could barely steady his figure.

As for Han Li, relying on his profound cultivation base nearing the mid-Nascent Soul stage, he only swayed a few times, retreated half a step, and then stood still.

And the Demon Soul treated these air waves as nothing, not moving a single step, only watching the sky with a trace of nervousness on its face.

A scene that astonished both Han Li and the Demon Soul appeared.

Just as the air waves blew past, a pitch-black, lusterless, fist-sized sphere suddenly emerged eerily amidst the intertwined sword radiances, and rapidly grew larger, twisted, and elongated.

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black object four or five zhang long and several feet wide suddenly appeared above the sword array.

Before Han Li could understand what was happening, a large expanse of five-colored glow flashed and tilted out from this strip-shaped object, vanishing in an instant.

Because the distance was too close and the glow was too fast, neither the Demon Soul nor Han Li, who was standing at the edge of the sword array, had the slightest defense and were covered by this glow. Then, under a huge suction force, they were swept straight into the sky. It was the old man who had retreated more than ten steps who luckily was not covered within it.

"Not good! This is a space rift!"

In an instant, Han Li realized what it was. Terrified, he wanted to forcibly break out of the glow.

But as soon as he tried to mobilize his magic power, Han Li's face turned bloodless with a "swish." All his spiritual power vanished from his body without a trace; he could not muster even a shred of magic power.

Han Li broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing that he was about to be swallowed by the space rift, he panicked and hurriedly used his spiritual sense to summon the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords that were setting up the array below. The Demon Soul, which had also been sucked into the glow, seemed to be facing the same situation as Han Li, with a look of terror on its face.

With a flash of glow, Han Li and the Demon Soul were swallowed into the black space rift without the slightest resistance. Only then did a clear sound ring out from below, and over a hundred golden sword lights simultaneously emerged all around, then transformed into several-feet-long golden-red lights and shot toward the rift.

At the same time, a furious screech came from far away, getting closer. Then, a ball of black demonic flames flashed a few times in the distance and appeared near the space rift as if by teleportation. The demonic flames vanished in a flash, revealing a huge, demon-god-like figure. It was exactly the other Ancient Demon that had occupied a demonic body.

Seeing the Demon Soul being swept into the space rift, this demon could not help but be shocked and furious. Yet, it dared not step into the range covered by the glow. However, it happened to see Han Li's last few Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords flying toward the rift, and without thinking, it reached out with one hand and grabbed at the flying swords in the void.

Instantly, a huge demonic claw manifested out of thin air above these flying swords and grabbed at the crowd of flying swords.

As a result, most of the flying swords let out a clear sound and dodged away with incredible spiritual intelligence, shooting into the rift. Only two golden lights could not dodge in time and were actually grabbed by the demonic claw, unable to move a single bit.

And just at this moment, a ball of purple fireballs also whistled from somewhere unknown, and after a flash, it followed and flew into the rift.

The tall Ancient Demon was slightly stunned, and just as it wanted to make another move, the rift in the sky suddenly shook a few times and rapidly shrank and closed. In the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace.

In this place, only the demon and the silver-haired old man not far away, who was dumbfounded, remained.

The Ancient Demon stared blankly at the place where the space rift had vanished, with a look of shock and suspicion on its face. Then, its face twisted violently as it turned to glare at the old man, a look of brutality appearing on its ferocious face.

The silver-haired old man was startled and hurriedly raised his hand to release a yellow flying sword to protect his entire body, then slowly retreated. At the same time, he was secretly complaining bitterly in his heart. But as his gaze subconsciously swept left and right, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face again.

"Eh! Isn't this Fellow Daoist Cheng? What exactly happened here, and what kind of demon is this?" A calm voice suddenly came from afar. A team of cultivators wearing green robes appeared more than a hundred zhang away.

And the leading green-robed old man could not help but show a look of surprise as he looked at the huge, two-headed, six-armed Ancient Demon.

This person was exactly the Great Elder of the Spirit Beast Sect, Dongmen Tu. The three people behind him were the three survivors among the Five Elements Spirit Infants.

"Indeed, this old man has the same question!" Almost at the same time, a gloomy voice came from another direction. Then, more than ten rays of spiritual light flew over, all of them wearing black robes, looking like disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect. The one leading the team and speaking was exactly the Elder Zhong of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

These two teams of cultivators had both seen the last scene of the space rift vanishing, and all of them were incredibly astonished.

"This is a long story. Let's deal with this demon first. But Fellow Daoists, please be extremely careful; this demon is incredibly powerful, and a moment of carelessness could lead to death." The silver-haired old man gave a bitter smile and could only say this while trying to bolster his spirits.

Dongmen Tu and Elder Zhong looked at each other with confusion, and without saying a word, they immediately led the cultivators behind them to approach with extreme vigilance, surrounding the demon, which was several zhang tall, from afar.

The Demon Soul's two huge ghost heads turned slowly, sizing up the human cultivators all around.

The corners of one face twitched, revealing thick killing intent. The other face, however, showed a mocking expression, with a look of ridicule flashing in its eyes.

It did not speak, but its four arms waved lightly in the void, and four huge, ink-black light blades simultaneously manifested in its hands. With a slight shake, a harsh, sharp screeching sound came from each huge blade.

As soon as the silver-haired old man saw this incredibly familiar scene, his face immediately became incredibly ugly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 851 =====