Upon hearing this, the one-horned elder was naturally overjoyed and immediately agreed without hesitation, slightly altering his flight path.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the demon caught sight of a few isolated hills in the distance and relaxed slightly, glancing back behind him.
About ten miles away, a streak of emerald light had just barely caught up to the vicinity.
With a sinister grin on his central face, the demon activated the demonic flames beneath his flying wheels and swiftly dove toward the hills.
That was the hiding place of two other high-ranking demonic venerables, where an extremely concealed formation had been set up.
According to the demon’s plan, even if only one pursuer had arrived first, as long as they could use the formation to kill this human cultivator, the remaining Han Li would be no match for the three of them working together.
From afar, the Silverlight Fairy in the emerald shuttle saw this and, without hesitation, urged her spiritual treasure to chase after them with all her might.
In just a few breaths, the two arrived near the hills, one after the other.
Just as the elder demon was about to vanish into one of the hills with a flicker, a thunderous roar erupted above him out of nowhere. A flash of lightning later, a massive four-winged roc, wreathed in silver serpents, emerged menacingly from the void.
With a slight flutter of its wings, the roc blurred and vanished in another streak of lightning.
The next moment, the elder demon heard thunder crack above his head as a pair of enormous steel talons tore through the air, too fast for him to dodge.
In a mix of fury and panic, he desperately jerked his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the talons aimed at his two outer heads. At the same time, his protective spiritual light flared violently, doubling in intensity and forming a dazzling, near-solid barrier.
*Pfft!*
The protective light shattered like paper under the strike.
A blood-curdling scream followed as the elder demon plummeted from the sky, two bloody fountains erupting from his shoulders—his body had been pierced clean through by the lightning-fast talons.
Yet this demon was no ordinary foe. Even as he suffered this unexpected injury, the two demonic-flame-wreathed wheels beneath his feet let out a howl and transformed into two blood-red fireballs the size of human heads, shooting straight at the giant roc in the sky.
Before the fireballs even touched the roc, an unbearable heat rolled forth, as if it could scorch the heavens themselves.
Simultaneously, the elder demon twisted his body and transformed into a streak of rainbow light, darting toward the hill less than a mile away.
If he could just reach the demonic formation prepared there and join his two waiting allies, he would no longer fear the roc’s pursuit.
However, the four-winged roc in the sky let out a cold snort at the sight. A layer of five-colored radiance suddenly swirled around its body, and with a flip, it transformed into a resplendent five-colored peacock.
With a spread of its feathers, rings of five-colored light bloomed outward, forming five massive halos that shot toward the two fireballs.
Meanwhile, the peacock itself flapped its wings and vanished once more in a swirl of five-colored radiance.
When the two blood-red fireballs struck the halos, a series of explosive *pops* rang out. Three of the halos were pierced and melted, but the fourth halted the fireballs in their tracks.
The remaining two halos suddenly reversed, wrapping around the fireballs and trapping them within two enormous orbs of light.
*BOOM! BOOM!*
The two orbs exploded violently, sending waves of five-colored radiance scattering in all directions.
The one-horned elder, who had just fled, was caught in the radiance. Instantly, his body grew heavy, as if the air around him had thickened a hundredfold, slowing his escape to a crawl.
“Not good! Fellow Daoists, save me!” The elder, being a demonic venerable, was far more experienced in battle than ordinary cultivators. Realizing his dire predicament, he roared in desperation, his voice shaking the nearby void.
As for himself, he struggled to form a hand seal. A surge of black light enveloped him, and a suit of black-red armor adorned with intricate silver patterns materialized—clearly no ordinary treasure.
But just as he finished his defense, two massive golden fists shot out from the five-colored radiance, smashing toward his chest with a *whoosh*.
Trapped within the radiance’s restraints, the elder couldn’t evade. He could only pour all his remaining mana into the armor.
The black-red armor blazed like a dark sun.
Yet, with Han Li’s *Vajra Arts* and immense physical strength, these fists struck with the force of a full-powered spiritual treasure.
*CLANG!*
A metallic screech echoed as the first golden fist slammed into the armor.
The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the metal, leaving a deep dent, but the silver patterns flickered, preventing the armor from breaking.
Then, with another *hum*, the second fist struck the same spot.
Under this hammer-like assault, the armor finally gave way with a mournful crack, revealing a layer of glossy black scales beneath.
The golden fist didn’t hesitate, driving straight into the elder’s demonic body.
*THUD!*
A dull, wooden impact sounded as golden light and black energy clashed. The elder’s body barely swayed—the seemingly unremarkable scales had actually blocked the blow.
A vicious grin spread across the elder’s face. His six arms clawed at the surrounding void, demonic energy coiling around his fingers. The dazzling radiance twisted and distorted, on the verge of being torn apart.
Just then, a long howl erupted from the hill as two demonic figures shot forth, transforming into streaks of light racing toward the elder.
The two other demonic venerables had arrived.
But at that moment, the golden fist embedded in the elder’s chest suddenly crackled with electricity. Countless golden lightning serpents erupted, forming a massive net that enveloped him entirely.
Amidst the storm of lightning, the elder let out a blood-curdling scream. His armor shattered inch by inch under the golden arcs, and the previously indestructible black scales dulled instantly.
*SCHLICK!*
The golden fist unfurled into a hand and plunged into the elder’s chest.
The lightning receded, replaced by silver flames that instantly engulfed his entire body.
“NO—!”
The elder’s final cry was drowned in the roaring silver inferno, reducing him to ashes—his nascent soul unable to escape.
The five-colored radiance churned violently as a golden figure emerged fully within it.
It was Han Li, now back in human form, his body shimmering with golden light—his *Vajra Arts* pushed to their limit.
At the same time, the two demonic streaks arrived nearby, their light dissipating to reveal a bald, grotesque demon and another high-ranking demon with blue markings on his face. Both stared in disbelief at Han Li and the still-burning silver flames.
“Brother Han, you killed that demonic venerable?!”
A woman’s shocked voice came from behind Han Li. The Silverlight Fairy had arrived in her emerald shuttle, her eyes wide with astonishment.
“Just luck. But now, it seems our troubles have grown,” Han Li replied grimly, eyeing the two new high-ranking demons.
With a wave of his hand, the silver flames let out a clear, bird-like cry.
The flames condensed into a ten-foot-long silver firebird, which flapped its wings and circled above Han Li’s head with uncanny intelligence.
The two demons’ pupils contracted, their expressions darkening further.
“Good, very good! You dare kill the Venerable Strength before our eyes? Today, neither of you will leave alive,” the blue-marked demon spat coldly.
The bald demon, without a word, formed a hand seal. Layers of black mist surged around him, solidifying into countless foot-wide black shields that densely packed the space before them.
With his other hand, he flicked out a streak of blue light that expanded midair into a massive blue gate, ten zhang tall and eight chi thick. Its surface was rusted, and two ferocious, fanged ghost faces were carved on either side—so lifelike they sent chills down the spine.
Han Li’s eyes narrowed as he studied the gate.
Meanwhile, the blue-marked demon roared and hurled a half-foot-long blue pouch and thirteen streaks of black light.
The pouch swelled to ten feet, its opening loosening with a hiss as hundreds of blue orbs shot out, transforming into translucent blue flying snakes, each three chi long with icy wings, hissing menacingly.
The thirteen black streaks exploded into towering demonic banners, each depicting a seductive, half-naked woman standing atop bones—eerily lifelike and exuding an unnatural charm.
“The *Heavenly Demon Gate* and the *Mother-Child True Demon Banners*?!”
The Silverlight Fairy paled, her voice trembling with recognition.
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