Chapter 1106: Twin-Tailed Human-Faced Scorpion

Inside the yellowish-green light sphere was a fist-sized pearl.

The pearl, milky yellow in color, emitted faint thunderous roars as it shot forward, clearly an extraordinary treasure.

Yet Han Li showed no intention of stopping his giant sword. Instead, with a surge of his sword incantation, the golden radiance of the blade flared several feet higher, descending with a deafening roar.

At the same time, several thick, milky-white beams of light flashed and arrived before Han Li in an instant.

Han Li took a light breath and spat out a ball of purple flame. As soon as the Violet Essence Flame left his mouth, it expanded wildly with a hissing sound, transforming into a wheel-sized fireball in the blink of an eye.

With a muffled “bang,” the purple fireball split apart, scattering into several smaller flames that each intercepted a white beam.

A thunderous explosion erupted as the beams collided with the purple flames without hesitation.

Purple and white lights flickered as two types of extreme cold flames erupted throughout the space. Countless crystalline glows emerged in the void, and waves of dual-colored cold air spread rapidly across the entire area.

In another direction, accompanied by an earth-shaking boom, the golden giant sword cleanly struck the milky-yellow pearl.

The collision between the two produced an entirely different spectacle.

Around the giant sword and the pearl, arcs of golden and azure lightning burst forth simultaneously. The two intertwined and flickered, instantly forming a massive electric sphere over ten zhang in diameter, its brilliance blinding and its thunderous roar deafening.

This pearl turned out to be an ancient treasure of rare lightning attributes.

Han Li paid no heed to the cold air surging toward him, merely waving a hand to summon a layer of purple flames around his body. The freezing cold air dissipated harmlessly upon nearing him. However, the appearance of the enormous lightning sphere genuinely surprised him.

What kind of lightning is this? It seems to have some origin, capable of resisting the might of the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning!

Instead of further empowering the giant sword, Han Li tapped the Void Sky Cauldron before him. With a “bang,” a cluster of azure threads shot out, swiftly entangling the pearl as if intending to forcibly seize and claim it.

The blue-robed middle-aged man outside the restriction was startled by this sight. No longer conserving his mana, he frantically cast several incantations, channeling all his spiritual power into the pearl.

This lightning sphere was an extraordinary treasure he had obtained years ago. Though he had yet to fully comprehend and refine it, its power was already astonishing, and he was unwilling to lose it.

Instantly, the previously balanced dual-colored lightning sphere surged under the middle-aged man’s spell, its azure light intensifying to the point of overwhelming and repelling the golden arcs.

But Han Li’s expression darkened.

His giant sword was forged from over ten flying swords, and the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning it contained was far beyond what this mere pearl’s azure lightning could match.

With a mere thought, the giant sword trembled, releasing several bowl-thick golden arcs. Under the combined assault of these golden serpents, the azure arcs were torn apart in an instant amidst flashes and roars, leaving the milky-yellow pearl exposed.

At that moment, the azure threads from the Void Sky Cauldron arrived precisely, wrapping around the pearl and swiftly retracting it.

The blue-robed middle-aged man in the distance grew frantic, his face twisted with anxiety as he desperately formed hand seals. The pearl struggled within the azure threads, seemingly trying to break free.

Meanwhile, Bai Mengxin frowned slightly and, without a word, tapped the mirror in her hand before tossing it into the air.

A cold moon rose above her head, its surface a vast expanse of white.

She then spat out an exceptionally pure white breath, striking the mirror.

A hissing sound, akin to a serpent’s cry, emanated from the mirror, followed by a flash of green light as something shot out at an incredible speed, its form indiscernible.

Han Li, who was directing the Void Sky Cauldron to retrieve the pearl, suddenly turned his head, his pupils glowing blue. Several golden lights shot forth from the radiance swirling before him, all aimed in the same direction.

With a “boom,” the golden lights exploded about ten zhang ahead, seemingly striking something.

Ignoring this, Han Li swiftly flicked his sleeve, forcibly seizing the pearl wrapped in azure threads and stowing it into his storage pouch. Only then did he narrow his eyes to observe the site of the explosion.

As the golden light dimmed slightly, several golden flying swords could be seen encircling a bizarre-looking spirit insect, engaged in a fierce battle.

The insect resembled a giant scorpion but had twin tails, four wings, and a pattern on its back eerily resembling a human face, sending chills down one’s spine.

This emerald-green scorpion used its two black venomous tails to create a shadowy barrier, deflecting the razor-sharp Emerald Swarm Swords with piercing “clangs,” rendering them unable to penetrate its defense.

“Twin-Tailed Human-Faced Scorpion!” Han Li murmured, seemingly surprised.

This monstrous scorpion was ranked twenty-ninth on the Spirit Insect Ranking. Due to the human-like pattern on its back, Han Li had a deep impression of it and recognized it instantly.

However, the human face on its back was still somewhat indistinct, indicating it had not yet fully matured and was still in its larval stage.

With Han Li’s current abilities, unless he encountered a fully grown spirit insect ranked within the top twenty, he had little to fear from others.

After his initial surprise, his expression darkened. He slapped the spirit insect pouch at his waist, and with a loud buzzing, a golden swarm of insects surged forth, charging straight at the scorpion.

The Twin-Tailed Human-Faced Scorpion seemed to sense danger upon seeing the swarm. With a low cry, its figure blurred, vanishing from beneath the flying swords.

The next moment, it reappeared twenty zhang away. With its four wings, this spirit insect’s speed was astonishingly fast.

But Han Li merely sneered and lightly pointed at the golden swarm.

With a muffled “bang,” the golden cloud exploded, scattering countless golden beetles across a hundred-zhang radius, trapping the scorpion within a sea of menacing insects.

Bai Mengxin, who was controlling the scorpion from afar with her mirror, inwardly cursed and immediately tried to maneuver the scorpion to escape.

But it was too late. The swarm of Gold Devouring Beetles surged from all directions, leaving no gaps. Though their speed wasn’t remarkable, their sheer numbers made evasion impossible.

The scorpion had no choice but to defend itself with its twin tails, forming a shadowy barrier before plunging into the swarm in an attempt to break free.

Against ordinary spirit insects, this tactic might have worked. But against the ancient Gold Devouring Beetles, it was suicidal.

The scorpion’s speed dropped significantly as it swung its tails, and though it managed to fling countless beetles aside and advance a dozen zhang, more golden insects fearlessly clung to it.

These beetles were immune to its venom and undeterred by its sharp tails. The more that latched onto its appendages, the slower its movements became.

Soon, the Twin-Tailed Human-Faced Scorpion was coated in a golden sheen, emitting shrill cries of agony.

Moments later, it was completely submerged in the swarm, devoured without a trace.

When the beetles returned at Han Li’s command, only the pair of gleaming black venomous tails remained, floating in the air. Too hard and toxic even for the Gold Devouring Beetles to consume, they were left behind.

Han Li, however, was intrigued by the tails. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved them, examined them briefly, and stored them away. He then glanced at the motionless golden giant sword in the distance.

With a thought, the sword descended once more, its golden arcs crackling and amplifying its might.

A thunderous explosion followed as the void where the sword struck erupted in white light, transforming the blizzard into strands of radiance.

The scenery shifted once more, and Han Li found himself back in the original formation, freed from the illusion.

Overjoyed, he quickly scanned his surroundings.

The blue-robed middle-aged man was retrieving a gong-like treasure from his storage pouch, preparing to activate it. Bai Mengxin, her spirit insect destroyed, coldly cast several incantations at the white mirror floating above her, seemingly preparing another attack.

Both paled upon seeing Han Li break free from the formation.

Elsewhere, amidst flickering five-colored light and continuous bursts of Buddhist chants, the gray-robed monk and the old woman were locked in fierce combat, neither seeming at a disadvantage—a sight that surprised Han Li.

But what drew his attention most was Frost Li the Transcendent, standing atop the boulder, his incantations unceasing.

His sinister gaze fixed on Han Li, a hazy white qilin phantom had formed above his head, centered around the mysterious jade token.

Seeing this, Han Li’s brow twitched. Without a word, he patted his storage pouch.

A streak of black light shot out, hovering before him—a small, pitch-black jade vial.