At this moment, a trace of pain flickered in the beautiful eyes behind the Silver Light Fairy’s mask. Suddenly, she opened her mouth and spat out a small silver sword.
The flying sword flashed once, transforming into a streak of silver light that circled her shoulder, instantly severing the arm she had just pressed down. Strangely, not a single drop of blood spilled from the wound.
The moment the jade-like arm detached from her body, it was engulfed in a burst of blood-red flames, rapidly burning to ashes with a sizzling sound.
“Corrosive Blood Demon Flames! So it really is this vile demonic fire! Brother Han, be careful—this is one of the Four Great Demon Flames of the demon race. Once contaminated, unless you possess one of the legendary rare treasures for protection, there’s no way to dispel it!” The Silver Light Fairy, both shocked and furious, urgently warned Han Li.
Then, with a flip of her hand, a white pill emitting a refreshing fragrance appeared in a flash of cyan light. She swallowed it in one gulp.
In an instant, a swirl of cyan light enveloped her severed arm, and a new, delicate arm materialized, looking exactly the same as before.
However, beneath her mask, the Silver Light Fairy’s face was deathly pale. Clearly, the cost of regenerating a limb was not insignificant.
“Corrosive Blood Demon Flames! So it’s this thing. It seems I’ve underestimated you. But that’s fine—it means your status among the demon race’s Venerables must be extraordinary, making it all the more necessary to kill you.” Han Li’s gaze swept over the Silver Light Fairy’s newly grown arm before locking onto the three-headed, six-armed demonic figure towering like a small mountain in the distance. A glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
“You think you can kill me? Just the two of you?” The demon transformed from the one-horned elder let out a disdainful roar, all six eyes glaring as its three mouths burst into mocking laughter. Then, with a violent shake of its two arms, the black giant staff in its hands unleashed a deafening roar, sending a barrage of colossal staff shadows crashing toward Han Li and the Silver Light Fairy like a mountain range.
Before the shadows even reached them, an oppressive spiritual pressure distorted the surrounding space, as if capable of splitting heaven and earth.
“Hmph, it seems you’re quite confident in your brute strength.”
Instead of panicking, Han Li’s pupils contracted slightly as he calmly formed a hand seal. His body erupted in golden light, rapidly expanding until he transformed into a towering golden-furred ape with bared fangs.
With a grasp at the air, a black mountain and a green mountain appeared in each of his hands. Raising them high, the two peaks swelled to hundreds of feet tall, blocking the incoming staff shadows.
The demonic form of the Venerable of Strength possessed astonishing power, and its staff strikes were ferocious. Yet, when they collided with the two mountains, they only produced blinding flashes of light and earth-shaking booms.
When the storm of staff shadows dissipated, the two mountains bore only minor dents, completely unharmed.
The one-horned elder’s three heads simultaneously gaped in disbelief.
“Impossible! My Flood Dragon’s Might Demon Art has reached perfection—how could any human cultivator at the Body Integration stage surpass my strength? Wait, this transformation of yours…” The elder’s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Han Li’s ape form, his expression shifting to suspicion.
“Heh, you’re just ignorant. Since you’ve attacked, it’s only polite to return the favor. Try this!” The golden ape sneered, slamming the two mountains together before hurling them forward with all its might.
With two thunderous booms, the mountains tore through the air, leaving deep white trails in their wake.
Even before they reached the demon, an overwhelming force crushed down, distorting space as if shattering it inch by inch.
The one-horned elder’s hearts pounded with terror, but unwilling to concede, his three heads roared in unison as he swung his black staff wildly.
A barrage of staff shadows clashed with the two mountains.
**BOOM!**
A cataclysmic explosion erupted.
The three-headed, six-armed demon felt its hands go numb as the staff was knocked away, scorching hot. A tremendous force slammed into its body, forcing a mouthful of black blood to spray out as it was sent flying.
The two mountains paused only briefly before mercilessly descending again.
Just as they were about to crush the demon into paste, the one-horned elder, in a fit of rage, suddenly detached all six arms, which dissolved into a bloody mist that enveloped him.
**BOOM!**
The two mountains smashed into the mist—only to find it empty. The elder had somehow vanished.
Han Li’s ape form froze for a moment before snarling in fury. Slapping its chest, a vertical black eye split open on its forehead.
With a swirl of dark light in its pupil, a thick black beam shot out, vanishing into the void.
A moment later, a muffled explosion echoed hundreds of feet away.
With a low growl, the demon’s massive figure stumbled out of a ripple in space, looking disoriented.
Without hesitation, Han Li pointed at the two mountains in the distance.
The peaks trembled—one erupted with silver runes, unleashing a rolling gray mist, while the other radiated countless invisible sword beams.
The combined force seemed to warp the heavens themselves!
The one-horned elder’s face paled. Without hesitation, it stomped its feet, which exploded into bloody mist, revealing a pair of silver foot bones.
The bones shimmered with silver light, each sole adorned with a blood-red talisman.
The Venerable of Strength chanted an eerie incantation.
The talismans ignited, burning away as a dozen blood-red characters embedded themselves deep into the bones.
The silver bones then transformed into a pair of spinning silver wheels, wreathed in raging demonic flames.
With a **whoosh**, the wheels spun wildly, propelling the elder into a crimson streak that shot into the distance at breakneck speed.
In mere moments, it had crossed thousands of feet!
Realizing he was outmatched, the elder had fled without hesitation.
Han Li was momentarily stunned before frowning slightly.
This demon had been so adamant about fighting to the death, even revealing his true demonic form—yet at the first sign of disadvantage, he’d fled without a second thought.
From Han Li’s transformation to overpowering the Venerable of Strength, only a few breaths had passed. The Silver Light Fairy, having used the moment to circulate her spiritual energy and recover, now shouted urgently:
“Brother Han, we can’t let this demon escape alive! If he brings back reinforcements, we’ll be in grave danger!”
As she spoke, she recalled her silver hooks into her sleeve and summoned an emerald-green flying shuttle. With a twist of her slender waist, she boarded it.
**WHOOSH!**
The shuttle shot after the crimson streak like a bolt of jade lightning, matching its speed.
“The Sky-Soaring Shuttle—a treasure from the Myriad Spirit Ranking! So she possesses it. But letting this old demon escape? Not a chance!” Han Li muttered, eyeing the shuttle with surprise before sneering.
Forming another hand seal, his ape form was enveloped in a strange silver light. Rolling on the ground, it let out a clear cry—and in its place stood a hundred-foot-long silver roc.
But that wasn’t all. With a flap of its wings, thunder crackled as arcs of silver lightning danced across its body. A second pair of crystalline wings emerged from its back.
The Wind Thunder Wings!
Now with four massive wings, the roc was a fusion of the Heavenly Roc transformation and the Wind Thunder Wings—a pinnacle flight technique Han Li had developed over centuries.
With a single beat of all four wings, the roc vanished in a streak of lightning, leaving only a trail of thunder in its wake.
By now, the one-horned elder’s crimson streak was already dozens of miles away.
Frantically urging his silver wheels onward, the elder glanced around anxiously.
Before confronting Han Li and the Silver Light Fairy, he’d contacted his two fellow demon Venerables. They weren’t far now.
That was why he’d dared to fight two Body Integration cultivators at once.
But he’d never expected the human male—the one who’d killed his beloved grandson—to be so formidable.
No matter. He hadn’t used his ultimate trump card yet. Once reunited with his allies, they’d turn the tables.
Just as he was reassuring himself, a cold voice echoed in his ear:
“Brother Strength, what happened? Those two humans gave you such trouble? Don’t worry—we’ve set up a temporary demonic array nearby. Lure them in, and the three of us will strike together. They won’t escape alive!”
The voice belonged to the bald demon.
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