Chapter 1025: The Might of the Yang Ring

Just as Han Li was stunned by the extraordinary sight before him, the golden light shield transformed from the Vajra Relic hidden deep within his body also began to pulse in response to the appearance of the giant lotus.

Startled, Han Li immediately focused his internal spiritual power and suppressed the anomaly of the treasure in an instant. Then, with a deep glance at the distant multicolored lotus, he flapped the silver wings on his back without a word and vanished from the spot.

The next moment, he reappeared near the Arctic Divine Light, transforming into a streak of azure light as he plunged into it.

For Han Li, since he had already obtained two treasures, the wisest course of action was to flee from the chaotic situation. The sudden appearance of the jade ruler had displayed terrifying power—though its abilities leaned toward trapping and illusions, there was no doubt that its might was no less than that of the Three Flames Fan. It was most likely another imitation of a legendary spiritual treasure.

Though he harbored deep resentment toward the ruler’s master for ambushing him earlier, he had no intention of confronting them head-on at this moment. After all, neither the Venerable Qian nor the Silver-Winged Yaksha were on friendly terms with him. If he were to be besieged by these individuals, even with his formidable abilities, he would undoubtedly perish here.

On the golden and silver giant shuttle, the elegant woman from the Huaxian Sect was exerting herself to control the white jade ruler, her face strained with effort. Thus, though she saw Han Li retreat, she had no time to spare for him. As long as Han Li hadn’t taken the most crucial Dragon Transformation Seal, she could only pretend not to notice.

Meanwhile, the woman who had been temporarily repelled by Han Li’s fan attack saw her junior sister trapping Venerable Qian and the others. With a hateful glance in the direction where Han Li had disappeared, she transformed into a streak of light and shot into the enormous multicolored lotus.

Whether due to the elegant woman’s control or the woman’s own abilities, she remained unaffected by the lotus’s power and effortlessly seized the Dragon Transformation Seal.

However, as she swept her sleeve to also take the small purple sword, a seven-colored Buddhist light flashed, and the lotus above everyone’s heads began to crumble. Venerable Qian and the two demons, who had been heavily suppressed, immediately broke free. After steadying themselves, they glared at the woman with six pairs of murderous eyes.

The young woman had finally exhausted her spiritual power, causing the might of the “Four Symbols Ruler” to dissipate.

The woman’s expression changed drastically!

Meanwhile, Han Li had just plunged into the Arctic Divine Light when he unexpectedly encountered the ugly woman transformed from the Profound Rock Turtle.

The demon was clad in a bizarre suit of cyan armor, which deflected the otherwise unstoppable silver light threads, allowing it to move unscathed through the Arctic Divine Light. Strangely, the armored woman could only advance step by step, seemingly unable to use any movement techniques.

No wonder the Silver-Winged Yaksha and the Lion-Hawk Beast had left her behind.

As soon as Han Li appeared before the demon, the ugly woman spotted him. After a brief pause, she immediately grew wary, summoning a black rod-like treasure in front of her while her eyes scrutinized Han Li intently.

Han Li remained expressionless and swiftly veered to the side.

He had no grievances with this demon and no intention of slaying it. Moreover, the demon was heavily restricted within the Arctic Divine Light and was unlikely to attack him first.

But this time, Han Li miscalculated.

Just as he was about to pass by the ugly woman, she suddenly turned her head, her face twisting into a look of terror as she stared fixedly at Han Li.

Startled, Han Li instinctively halted his movement, gripping an object in his hand as he eyed the demon warily.

“You took that thing! Hand it over!” the ugly woman shrieked, grabbing the black rod and swinging it violently at Han Li. The rod expanded to several zhang in length, conjuring countless shadowy strikes that descended upon Han Li like a mountain.

The woman’s face was now twisted with madness!

The overwhelming rod shadows sent a chill down Han Li’s spine, though he was utterly baffled by her words. Unfazed, he raised a hand, summoning a black ring that shot straight toward the incoming strikes.

Seeing this, the ugly woman rejoiced inwardly.

Her rod had been forged from the essence of underground metals during her imprisonment and refined over tens of thousands of years, making it an extraordinary treasure. Though the shadowy strikes appeared unremarkable, each carried the force of a thousand jin. She was certain the unassuming ring would shatter upon contact.

Fueled by this thought, her bloodlust surged. She recklessly poured additional spiritual power into the rod, enlarging the shadows by another third, intent on killing Han Li in one strike to eliminate any future threats.

Recognizing her murderous intent, Han Li guessed her plan. Though he didn’t understand why she was attacking him so fiercely upon their first meeting, his own killing intent flared.

With an impassive expression, he pointed at the black ring.

Just before the ring met the rod shadows, it emitted a resonant hum—and something incredible happened.

The nearby silver light threads trembled at the sound, converging toward the ring at an astonishing speed. Countless threads pierced through the rod shadows, riddling them with holes until they dissipated into nothingness.

“You can control the Arctic Divine Light?!” the ugly woman screeched, her voice strangled with shock.

The Two Polar Rings consisted of a Yin Ring and a Yang Ring. The Yin Ring protected the wearer from the Arctic Divine Light, while the Yang Ring allowed its wielder to manipulate the light for offense. The black ring in Han Li’s possession was none other than the Yang Ring.

Han Li snorted coldly.

Outside the Arctic Divine Light, he would have been extremely wary of this demon, whose power rivaled that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and killing it would have been nearly impossible. But now, trapped within the Arctic Divine Light and with the Two Polar Rings in hand, the situation was entirely different.

Since the demon had chosen to court death, he wouldn’t hesitate to eliminate it. Though he couldn’t discern its true form, the flesh and soul of such a high-level demon were undoubtedly rare and valuable materials.

With this in mind, Han Li had no intention of explaining anything to the demon. He raised a hand and cast a spell onto the ring.

The ring spun faster, its hum growing louder as a dark, mysterious glow radiated from it. Under Han Li’s divine sense, the Arctic Divine Light within a radius of several dozen zhang surged like silver waves, crashing toward the ugly woman in relentless succession.

The woman let out a cry of alarm, abandoning her attack on Han Li to instead spit out a mouthful of black-red blood essence. With a quick incantation, the blood transformed into a mist that enveloped her armor, turning it from cyan to crimson.

At that moment, the overwhelming silver waves of Arctic Divine Light engulfed her.

The armor emitted a strange red glow, desperately resisting the erosion of the silver threads while emitting a grating metallic screech.

Though the woman had resorted to her trump card, the onslaught of silver threads was now several times stronger than before. Within moments, the armor’s surface became pockmarked with countless tiny pits, unable to withstand the assault.

Her face twisted in despair. With a sharp cry, she pressed her hands onto the armor, releasing layers of gray-white light that formed a rocky exterior, providing temporary relief from the silver threads.

Yet these layers were quickly destroyed by the relentless assault, forcing her to continuously expend her true essence to replenish them. It was only a matter of time before she was overwhelmed.

But Han Li, his killing intent now fully ignited, had no intention of giving her that time. He cast several more spells onto the Yang Ring, causing it to spin wildly in the air. In response, the Arctic Divine Light in the distance flared with blinding silver radiance, surging toward the woman like an unstoppable tide.

Her face turned ashen as the overwhelming force bore down on her. The armor could no longer hold, its rocky layers obliterated before they could fully form. Cracks spread across its surface, signaling imminent collapse.

Finally, fear overtook the ugly woman. Her eyes darted frantically, filled with panic.

“Fellow Daoist, spare me! I beg you, let me live! I’m willing to serve you as your spirit beast!”

As a corner of her armor shattered, dozens of silver threads pierced through, reducing one of her arms to a bloody mist. In utter despair, she cried out, abandoning all pride.

For the Profound Rock Turtle, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, the thought of perishing here was unbearable.

“Become my spirit beast?” Han Li’s expression shifted slightly, and he momentarily halted the Arctic Divine Light’s assault.

“Do you take me for a fool? Soul-binding techniques are ineffective against demons of your cultivation level. How can I trust you?” Han Li said coldly, watching the woman trapped within the silver threads.

If she couldn’t provide a convincing answer immediately, he would resume the attack without hesitation.

“There’s no need for me to explain. Fellow Daoist, did you obtain a wooden plaque in the Kunwu Hall? Take it out and examine it closely—that is my Lifebound Spirit Plaque, placed under a restriction before I achieved my current cultivation. It is the key to controlling me,” the ugly woman said hurriedly, sensing Han Li’s lingering killing intent.

She dared not delay, knowing her life hung by a thread.