The black butterflies trembled instantly, as if encountering their nemesis, and shattered once more into specks of black light.
At that moment, the mountain peak slowly rotated, releasing a massive suction force that transformed into a gray mist, sweeping up all the black specks before vanishing with a howl into the base of the peak.
The shadow beast had been forcibly absorbed into the Magnetic Divine Mountain, its fate unknown—whether alive or dead, only heaven knew.
The black spikes formed from its bristles, as well as the three shadow clones attacking Shi Kun in the distance, vanished in a flash as they lost the support of their main body’s mana.
The remaining two beasts nearby had just managed to repel Shi Kun’s enlarged fire hammers with beams from their mouths. Witnessing this scene, they were both shocked and furious.
Exchanging a glance, they let out a low roar, their bodies swelling rapidly as black light flickered across their surfaces.
In an instant, the two beasts, originally only a few zhang in size, expanded to over ten zhang, their fur shifting from black to pale silver. Their auras surged, more than doubling in intensity.
The shadow clones also grew in power, their forms swelling significantly.
Seeing this, Shi Kun’s expression darkened momentarily before he let out a defiant shout. His yellow battle armor flared with spiritual light as he raised his arms, pointing fiercely at the two crimson hammers in the sky.
The fiery serpent coiling around his body let out a dragon-like cry and merged into the hammers, which erupted with scarlet radiance before smashing toward the two beasts.
Before they even made contact, a torrent of crimson flames surged forth with overwhelming momentum.
The transformed beasts, now far stronger, showed no fear. With a long howl, they slashed their claws through the air.
With a series of sharp sounds, four claw marks, each a zhang long, shot forth before merging into a single black crescent moon several zhang in length.
The crescent moon sliced effortlessly through the incoming flames and struck the two crimson hammers.
A deafening explosion erupted as black and red lights clashed, neither yielding.
The two beasts then opened their maws, unleashing two thick black beams, while their shadow clones lunged at Shi Kun in a flash.
Shi Kun sneered, clenching his fists as blinding yellow light burst from his hands. Countless fist shadows erupted from his body, meeting the beams and shadow clones head-on.
As the beasts and Shi Kun clashed once more, the white serpent’s body shimmered with light, transforming into a slender woman in white robes—her eyes captivating yet fierce.
The moment she appeared, she reached out, summoning the blue jade fan back into her hand. With a flick of her wrist, she sent wave after wave of blue mist toward the beasts, merging into a towering blue tidal wave that surged toward them.
Meanwhile, the black mountain hovering in the air trembled before vanishing without a trace.
The next instant, gray light flickered above the two beasts as the mountain reappeared.
With a spin, it released a gray mist that descended upon them.
Having witnessed their companion’s fate, the beasts were wary of ambushes. With furious roars, they leaped toward each other, black light flashing around them.
A bizarre sight unfolded—the two beasts merged mid-air, forming a colossal two-headed silver beast.
The fused creature stood over twenty zhang tall, its third eyes on each head now several times larger, glowing like silver lanterns.
As soon as it appeared, both heads swung, their third eyes shooting out thumb-thick silver beams—one toward the blue tidal wave, the other at the black mountain.
The beams struck instantly, freezing both the wave and the mountain in place.
A surprised “Hmm?” echoed from the void near the beast.
The two-headed beast, initially triumphant, stiffened at the sound. One of its forelimbs lashed out, its massive claw covering a vast area as it struck toward the source.
Simultaneously, one of its heads turned, its third eye firing another silver beam.
The fused beast could now fire its silver beams consecutively—a deadly surprise for any unprepared foe.
A thunderous explosion erupted as a golden figure materialized in the void, raising a silver seal that expanded into a shield, effortlessly blocking the beast’s claw.
As the silver beam shot toward him, the figure snorted, summoning a crystalline shield that expanded to a zhang in size.
Yet the beam curved unnaturally around the shield, missing the figure entirely—leaving the beast momentarily stunned.
The golden figure was none other than Han Li, now free of his black veil, while the white serpent was his sentient puppet, “Doll.”
Testing his newly acquired Heavenly Astral Seal, Han Li was pleased to see it easily repel the beast’s attack. With a chuckle, he vanished in a flash of green-white lightning.
The beast’s six eyes darted frantically, searching for him—until a thunderclap sounded above.
Han Li reappeared atop the frozen black mountain. Glancing coldly at the peak beneath him, he lightly stomped.
Silver runes flared across the mountain’s surface, swelling it tenfold before it vanished with Han Li in a spatial distortion.
A gray flash later, the mountain reappeared—crushing the beast beneath it with a deafening impact.
The two-headed beast let out a pained roar as it was pinned in a massive crater, its heads bleeding from every orifice, its body immobilized.
Han Li stood atop the peak, his sleeves flicking as two small swords shot forth, elongating into green arcs that severed the beast’s heads.
Strangely, no blood spilled from the blackened stumps.
Expressionless, Han Li stomped again, deepening and widening the crater as the beast’s body shattered into black shards.
The fragments were swiftly absorbed by the mountain’s gray mist.
With a faint smile, Han Li soared into the air, summoning the shrunken mountain back into his palm.
From Doll’s transformation to Han Li annihilating three silver-eyed shadow beasts, it had taken mere moments.
Shi Kun, still mid-battle, gaped as his foes vanished. His hammers retracted, he stared at Han Li in awe—noticing Doll for the first time.
Han Li gave a faint smile, beckoning the puppet. Doll folded her fan, transforming back into a white snake that slithered into his sleeve.
Without hesitation, Han Li’s wings buzzed, propelling him as lightning to another battlefield.
Shi Kun, snapping out of his daze, followed in a yellow flash, his gaze fierce as he surveyed the scene below.
The situation had reversed—Liu Shui’er, who had held a slight advantage earlier, was now in dire straits.
The four silver-eyed shadow beasts had merged into a single four-headed monstrosity, its body stretching forty to fifty zhang, its aura rivaling that of a Saint-tier being.
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