Upon seeing this, Han Li curled the corner of his mouth. Without using any treasures, he merely fluttered the wings on his back and transformed into a crystalline thread, shooting forward. However, midway, he flickered and vanished without a trace.
The firebird transformed by the burly man felt a chill in his heart. Without further thought, he opened his mouth wide and spewed a sheet of purple flames, spreading them across a space of over ten zhang in front of him.
If Han Li had stealthily approached, he would have been caught in the flames.
But to the bald man’s surprise, Han Li had never intended to target him in the first place. With a flash of white light, Han Li appeared directly above the twin-headed avian.
Despite its massive size, the avian reacted with astonishing speed.
The moment Han Li appeared, the avian’s flood dragon head abruptly raised and spat out a blue beam of light.
Before the beam could reach Han Li, the air around them crackled loudly, and thick sheets of ice of varying thickness rapidly spread outward.
The beam was unbelievably cold, no less frigid than Han Li’s own Dry Blue Iceflame, as if it could freeze even the air itself. In a flash, it was already before Han Li.
A flicker of surprise passed through Han Li’s eyes, but he neither dodged nor evaded. With a wave of his sleeve, a gray mist materialized in front of him.
The blue beam slowed as if sinking into water upon entering the mist.
Seizing this brief delay, a five-colored radiance shimmered from his sleeve, and a jade-white hand emerged.
His five fingers spread before his chest, and five grotesque ghostly heads flickered before vanishing. Immediately, a five-colored flame surged from his palm, glowing with an intense, heavy light.
After years of cultivation, Han Li had finally mastered the Hundred Meridians Treasure Refinement Art with both hands. With a casual motion, he could now fully unleash the power of the Magnetic Divine Mountain and the Five Devils, even amplifying it several times when combined with his own strength. Moreover, this power would continue to grow as his cultivation advanced.
A soft sound echoed as the blue beam finally broke through the Magnetic Divine Light’s barrier and struck the jade-white palm.
However, the five-colored flame swirling on the palm’s surface absorbed the frigid beam without suffering any damage.
Seeing this, the avian’s tiger head also reared back without hesitation, spewing a transparent soundwave that silently rushed toward Han Li.
“Hmph!”
Han Li snorted coldly, his body erupting in golden light. With a flicker, he charged straight into the soundwave, encased in spiritual radiance.
A series of muffled booms resounded as the soundwave and golden light collided, exploding continuously.
Ignoring the explosions, Han Li flashed forward a few times, breaking through the soundwave’s obstruction and arriving before the avian. His arms moved, and both fists descended like hammers.
The avian, fierce as it was, twisted its body, and a massive claw gleaming with sinister cold light lashed out toward Han Li.
The air howled as the claw enveloped Han Li entirely.
Han Li’s expression darkened. One fist shimmered with gray light, while the other pulsed with five-colored flames. Without hesitation, he struck the claw.
Two thunderous explosions erupted!
The avian let out a piercing shriek. Before its claw could even close, it shattered into pieces under the strange radiance, dissolving into a mist of blood.
A figure flashed, and Han Li emerged from the blood mist, his face expressionless.
The twin-headed avian’s eyes flashed with venomous hatred. Ignoring its destroyed claw, both heads lunged forward, their gaping maws snapping viciously at Han Li.
A foul wind rushed toward him.
Meanwhile, the bald man and the other Red Scorch clansmen reacted, attacking in fury.
A purple flame and countless fireballs shot forth densely, merging mid-flight into a vast crimson sea of fire spanning a hundred zhang.
The firebirds flickered and vanished into the flames.
The sea of fire churned, sending towering waves over ten zhang high crashing toward Han Li.
But by then, Han Li had no intention of letting them flank him. With a hand seal, a golden Dharma Form with three heads and six arms materialized behind him. Two of its arms blurred and vanished.
Almost simultaneously, two golden arms appeared above the avian, their massive fists gleaming as they smashed downward.
Two deafening booms echoed as the golden fists struck the avian squarely, sending it staggering off balance.
Then, Han Li swiftly raised a hand toward the incoming sea of fire.
A black mountain abruptly appeared before him, spinning rapidly before transforming into a towering curtain of light that surged toward the flames.
A thunderous roar erupted as flames and gray mist clashed, locked in a stalemate.
Though the Magnetic Divine Light could neutralize the power of the Five Elements, it had its limits. Against the combined flames of the Red Scorch clansmen, it could only barely hold them off.
But Han Li’s true target lay elsewhere.
Seizing the opportunity, he gave a slight shrug, and the remaining four arms of his Dharma Form vanished as well.
At the same time, four more golden arms emerged from the void around the avian.
These arms moved like phantoms, seizing the avian’s two necks in an unbreakable grip.
The avian, just recovering from the earlier blow, panicked upon realizing its predicament. Its massive body thrashed wildly, but its wings suddenly felt as if weighed down by mountains, unable to move.
Two more golden hands had somehow latched onto its wings, pinning it in place.
Before the avian could muster another escape attempt, the golden hands twisted its necks with overwhelming force.
Despite the avian’s formidable physique, its necks snapped like paper under the crushing power, breaking with two crisp cracks.
Han Li then relaxed his hand seals, and the golden Dharma Form vanished, along with the six arms.
The two heads and headless corpse plummeted from the sky.
Han Li flicked his sleeve, and three silver fireballs shot out, striking the avian’s remains.
With a sizzle, the silver flames swelled, reducing them to ashes before coalescing into a silver firebird that flew back to him.
“Retreat!”
Seeing Han Li effortlessly slay the avian—whose strength nearly matched his own—the bald man’s horrified voice rang out from the churning sea of fire.
With a series of whooshes, eight or nine firebirds shot out of the flames, fleeing skyward.
Clearly, the Red Scorch clansman had realized they were no match for Han Li, especially with the Skywing clansmen watching. He decisively ordered a retreat.
“Tianming, don’t you think it’s a bit late to flee now?”
A voice echoed from above—the Skywing man in his thirties. Silver arcs flashed in the void as three massive silver birds appeared. Having received unexpected reinforcements, the hidden Skywing clansmen finally revealed themselves.
Countless silver arcs shot forth, forming a vast net of lightning that descended upon the fleeing firebirds.
The bald man’s firebird let out a piercing cry, and the other firebirds instantly converged around him, merging into a colossal firebird dozens of zhang long.
Cloaked in purple flames, the firebird spread its wings and tore through the lightning net.
The three silver birds, startled, dared not intercept it directly and scattered.
With a few flashes, the purple firebird escaped the net, appearing over a hundred zhang away—its speed terrifyingly fast.
Han Li watched coldly, hovering in place with no intention to pursue.
The silver birds hesitated, similarly unwilling to give chase. Instead, silver arcs flickered around them as they transformed back into humanoid forms.
“Many thanks for your assistance! Without you, we would have surely perished. But your face is unfamiliar—are you a clansman who has been secluded overseas?” The Skywing leader, despite Han Li’s overwhelming display of power, dared not slight him and clasped his fists respectfully from a distance.
“Whether I am a Skywing clansman, even I am not entirely certain. My origins are peculiar—I’ve cultivated alone overseas until now, and this is my first return to the Wind Yuan Continent. But judging by appearance, I do resemble you greatly. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have intervened against those Red Scorch clansmen.” Han Li’s mind raced, but his tone remained calm.
“Haha, there’s no need for doubt. You are undoubtedly a descendant of our Skywing lineage. Your appearance aside, the Skywing aura emanating from your body is unmistakable! And with such a dense aura, you must be of direct lineage. Otherwise, those spirit bees wouldn’t have sought you out so readily.” The Skywing man named Feng Xiao chuckled.
“No wonder your techniques differ slightly from ours—you cultivated overseas,” the beautiful Skywing woman added in realization.
“Indeed, other things can be faked, but the Skywing aura cannot. Otherwise, how could we distinguish ourselves from the Five Radiance Clan and others who share our appearance?” The younger Skywing man smiled.
Hearing this, Han Li inwardly relaxed. The refined Kun Peng feather had indeed masked his identity effectively. This intervention had not been in vain.
“If you all are so certain, then it seems I am indeed a Skywing clansman. But from what those Red Scorch clansmen said, it appears the Skywing Clan is in dire straits?” Han Li remarked coolly.
“That’s hard to say. Tianming might have been exaggerating, or perhaps something grave has truly befallen our clan. Otherwise, even if we are among the weaker of the Seventy-Two Flying Spirit Tribes, they wouldn’t dare infiltrate our territory so brazenly to plunder.” Feng Xiao’s expression darkened at Han Li’s words.
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