The black wolf was startled and immediately urged the blood flames on its body to envelop the green threads in an instant. However, to its utter astonishment, a cold snort emanated from within the silver arcs, and the green threads shimmered with spiritual light, showing no signs of being burned at all.
The demon’s heart sank.
At the moment it was immobilized, the silver wolf flashed and shot toward it, leaving the demon with no chance to evade. With a flicker of spiritual light, the silver wolf vanished into its body.
The giant wolf shuddered violently, and both of its heads let out piercing howls simultaneously.
Its body convulsed fiercely.
One of the wolf heads suddenly went blank for a moment, then its eyes regained their sharpness. It immediately tilted its head and bit down on the neck of the other head.
In that instant, the fur on this head turned silver-white.
Naturally, the black wolf head refused to surrender without a fight. It opened its maw wide and bit back, and in moments, the two heads were locked in a vicious struggle.
Just then, a figure emerged from the silver arcs—Han Li, holding the Void Heaven Cauldron. He glanced at the two-headed giant wolf, a trace of concern flashing in his eyes.
Though the silver wolf head had seized the initiative, as soon as the wolf’s body regained normalcy, black light surged across its form. Layers of demonic energy poured into the black wolf head, making it fight with increasing ferocity.
Seeing this, Han Li’s expression darkened. He flicked a finger lightly against the Void Heaven Cauldron, producing a clear chime.
The radiant light binding the giant wolf flared brightly, tightening abruptly and rendering the wolf completely immobile.
Han Li then opened his mouth and spat out a golden arc, striking the fiercely aggressive black wolf head.
The golden light exploded, and slender lightning arcs danced across the black wolf head, dispersing the demonic energy. A pained howl later, the demonic energy diminished drastically.
Seizing the opportunity, the silver wolf head reared back, and an identical silver wolf head phantom lunged out, swallowing the black wolf head whole. It then yanked back, pulling out a shadowy black figure from within.
This shadow writhed and twisted like mud, morphing into various ghastly faces, each more ferocious than the last, still locked in a struggle with the silver phantom.
A bone-chilling snort echoed from within the silver phantom. Silver light flared brilliantly, and the phantom’s size doubled in an instant, swallowing the black shadow whole before shrinking back into the silver wolf head.
In that moment, the black wolf head, which had been fighting desperately, froze in place, its eyes dull and lifeless. The silver wolf head paid it no further heed, instead curling up and trembling slightly, as if enduring immense pain.
Seeing this, Han Li relaxed slightly. He tossed the small cauldron toward the giant wolf’s body and flicked his fingers toward it. Waves of azure light surged forth, encasing the wolf in a massive glowing sphere in the blink of an eye.
Han Li then scanned the entire space, his expression shifting slightly before he darted toward the vicinity of the seal.
Moments later, he arrived above another pile of altar debris. With a casual downward swipe, several crimson fire orbs shot forth.
After a series of explosions, a large pit appeared before him. Within the pit, black light flickered—something was hidden inside.
The humanoid puppet reached out with a void-grasping motion, effortlessly retrieving the object.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a fragment of the Black Wind Flag’s remnants. Though most of this treasure had been destroyed, it still emitted astonishing spiritual energy, clearly retaining some of its original power.
After a deep glance, Han Li unceremoniously stored the fragment in his storage pouch.
Though he had no idea how to repair a Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure—or if it was even possible—the materials used in its forging were already extinct in this realm, making its value incalculable.
After securing the fragment, Han Li didn’t return to the giant wolf. Instead, he flew without hesitation toward a corner of the space, ascending higher until he vanished into the clouds once more.
His flight halted abruptly as Han Li stopped, his expression grave.
Not far ahead, a faint green light orb floated in the air. Inside, an emerald-green wooden ruler slowly rotated—the Eight Spirit Ruler, another Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure.
Though this treasure was intact, being a Buddhist artifact, it inherently suppressed demonic techniques. Thus, the Yuan Cha Sacred Ancestor’s split soul could only stare at it helplessly, unable to corrupt it for immediate use.
Of course, if the demon were to regain its full power, that would be another matter entirely.
Han Li eyed the Eight Spirit Ruler warily, not daring to act rashly. When he had reclaimed the Void Heaven Cauldron, he had nearly lost his life to the Dry Blue Ice Flame. Who knew what other surprises the Eight Spirit Ruler might hold? With this thought, he directed his humanoid puppet to fly forward and grab the treasure. To his relief, nothing unusual happened.
Overjoyed, Han Li took the ruler from the puppet and examined it briefly.
The ruler felt exceptionally smooth, cool like fine jade. A slight shake made green light shimmer across its surface. Yet, when he channeled spiritual power into it, no reaction occurred. Han Li frowned slightly.
Just then, a muffled sound came from the glowing sphere encasing the giant wolf in the distance. The sphere burst apart in a flash of light.
Startled, Han Li quickly stowed the Eight Spirit Ruler and gestured urgently toward the distant Void Heaven Cauldron, his face tense.
With a whoosh, the cauldron shot toward Han Li, transforming into a ball of azure light before landing in his palm.
Narrowing his eyes, Han Li fixed his gaze intently on the distance.
As the green light dissipated, an elegant figure slowly rose—the giant wolf, now with a single silver head, its entire body gleaming brilliantly as it looked up at Han Li.
Han Li’s joy was short-lived. As he flew back toward the wolf, halfway there, he met its icy gaze and felt a sudden chill in his heart, an ominous premonition creeping in.
The wolf’s form shimmered, transforming into a graceful woman within the silver light—none other than Linglong.
She regarded Han Li expressionlessly, a faint sneer curling her lips.
“Are you Long Meng?” Han Li inhaled sharply, his voice grave.
“Calling me Long Meng isn’t entirely wrong, as my current consciousness is indeed dominated by her memories,” Linglong replied, raising a pair of delicate jade-like hands to examine her fingers.
Though she tried to maintain a calm facade, the excitement in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.
“What about Silvermoon?” Han Li’s expression shifted several times before he licked his lips and asked calmly.
“She’s fine. She merely exhausted much of her spiritual energy during the soul devouring and has fallen into slumber. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have emerged so easily,” Linglong replied, her excitement fading as a peculiar glint entered her eyes. Yet her tone remained indifferent.
“What are your plans now?” Han Li asked coolly, though inwardly relieved to hear Silvermoon was unharmed.
“Plans? Naturally, I’m returning to the Spirit Realm. What? Can’t bear to part with Xue Ling and wish to keep her here?” Linglong arched an eyebrow, her voice turning frosty.
Han Li’s face flushed slightly at her blunt words, but he quickly composed himself.
“You know full well Silvermoon intended to return to the Spirit Realm. I won’t stop her—nor could I even if I wanted to.”
“Wise of you. That’s for the best. Originally, I planned to take the spiritual treasures in your possession. But considering your assistance during the demon soul’s devouring, and Xue Ling’s prior promise to you, I, Linglong, as the eldest princess of the Silvermoon Clan, am not one to forget debts. You may keep the cauldron and the Eight Spirit Ruler. However, from this moment on, all ties between you and Xue Ling are severed. Should you ever ascend to the Spirit Realm and dare appear before me, I will kill you without hesitation.” Linglong’s gaze bore into Han Li, a hint of murderous intent flashing between her brows.
Han Li’s expression flickered briefly before returning to normal. He neither agreed nor refused.
The silver-haired woman didn’t press for a response, having merely stated her terms. She then raised a hand, sending a black streak flying toward Han Li.
Startled at first, Han Li relaxed upon recognizing the object—the black flying dagger the Yuan Cha Sacred Ancestor’s split soul had taken. Without ceremony, he caught it and handed it to the humanoid puppet behind him.
Linglong ignored him thereafter, walking to the center to inspect the seal briefly before nodding imperceptibly.
After casting a cold glance at Han Li, she suddenly strode toward him again. Han Li tensed, his guard rising.
“Give me a few drops of your Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid. I need it to open the Reverse Spirit Channel,” Linglong demanded bluntly.
Han Li’s lips twitched as he patted his waist, producing several small vials, which he wordlessly tossed to her.
With a graceful sweep of her sleeve, Linglong caught the vials soundlessly, her movements elegant and effortless.
She then moved to an empty spot nearby, sitting cross-legged and forming hand seals. A melodious chant spilled from her lips as her body levitated gently, bathed in silver light.
The radiance grew blinding, gradually obscuring her form. From afar, she resembled a silver moon.
Suddenly, Linglong opened her eyes and spat out the disk formed by the Reverse Star Plate’s imprint.
Han Li frowned as he observed from a distance.
The disk appeared flawless, indistinguishable from a genuine artifact, its spiritual energy dense enough to rival top-tier treasures.
As Han Li pondered this, the disk hovered above the silver-haired woman’s head, stabilizing there.
Linglong below immediately began firing multicolored incantations at the disk, which absorbed them one by one.
Within moments, a drastic change occurred!
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