As the ancient characters “Shield,” “Bounce,” and “Reflect” emerged in the void, the black lotus suddenly transformed, morphing into a hazy black curtain with a shimmering crystalline surface.
The descending Magnetic Polar Mountain, upon touching the black curtain, was met with an equal and opposite force, causing it to rebound upward.
As for the golden lightning arcs and emerald sword shadows, the moment they made contact with the black curtain, an identical number of black lightning arcs and sharp sword shadows surged forth from within. The two forces collided with a thunderous roar, annihilating each other in a mutual destruction.
This curtain actually possessed the mirror-like ability to replicate and reflect attacks!
How could such a heaven-defying treasure exist?
Han Li was startled by this sight, yet he remained somewhat skeptical. Almost instinctively, he formed a hand seal and stomped fiercely on the black mountain once more.
A surge of azure light erupted from his foot, pouring into the Magnetic Polar Mountain.
Instantly, the mountain emitted a howling wind and rumbling thunder as it descended again. Several massive silver runes lit up on its surface, and a dense gray radiance coalesced into countless fine gray threads. With a sharp whistling sound, the threads shot downward like a storm.
Meanwhile, the emerald mountain, under Han Li’s silent command, crashed down with even greater force than before.
The middle-aged beauty, however, merely sneered and spat another burst of pure demonic energy toward the purple cauldron.
With another earth-shaking boom, the same scene repeated.
Not only were both mountains repelled once more, but the seemingly indestructible gray threads were also shattered by black threads that shot out from the black curtain.
The protective barrier formed by the cauldron below appeared capable of replicating and reflecting all attacks.
This realization weighed heavily on Han Li’s heart.
At that moment, the silver-robed man also made his move.
With a mere point toward the seven-colored pagoda floating before him, the massive tower transformed into a towering pillar of light, shooting skyward before vanishing in a flash.
Standing atop the thousand-zhang peak, Han Li sensed something amiss and immediately looked up.
High in the sky, a seven-colored radiance had appeared, seemingly small at first but rapidly expanding to cover most of the firmament as it descended.
Alarmed, Han Li wasted no time recalling the two mountains into his body. A flash of cyan light enveloped him as he transformed into a streak of azure light, darting away. Though he didn’t know the exact nature of the seven-colored radiance, he had no intention of being caught within its grasp.
But just then, the middle-aged beauty below coldly declared,
“Thinking of fleeing now? Too late. Stay!”
As she spoke, her hand seals shifted, and the purple cauldron responded.
The black runes at the cauldron’s mouth morphed into a large character: “Absorb.”
Han Li felt an irresistible force pulling him downward, halting his escape mid-air and forcing him to reveal his true form.
His expression darkened as he let out a low shout. A golden glow flashed behind him, and a three-headed, six-armed phantom emerged.
With the phantom’s arms flailing wildly, an overwhelming aura erupted, breaking the suction force.
Han Li’s body shimmered with golden light as he prepared to flee once more.
But at that moment, a deafening roar erupted from the seven-colored radiance above, and a towering pagoda descended like a falling star.
Despite his incredible speed, Han Li had no chance to evade. A blinding light engulfed him, and he found himself in another space—floating in a void filled with dazzling, kaleidoscopic radiance.
Blinking at the familiar scenario, Han Li couldn’t help but wear a bitter smile.
“A spatial treasure? Encountering such an artifact again… It seems this time, the trouble is truly serious.”
Muttering to himself, he suddenly sensed something and turned his gaze toward a specific direction.
There, amidst the seven-colored light, massive black demonic beasts emerged silently, their numbers seemingly endless.
Without hesitation, Han Li flicked his sleeves, releasing seventy-two emerald flying swords. They multiplied into hundreds of sword lights, swirling protectively around him.
Outside the seven-colored pagoda, the middle-aged man grinned triumphantly as he beckoned the tower.
The pagoda shrank rapidly, returning to its original size of about ten zhang.
Turning to the beauty beside him, he said,
“I’ve trapped him inside, but subduing him with just the restrictions will take time. You go in and act when the opportunity arises. I’ll manipulate the restrictions from outside. This way, we can avoid complications. But be careful—don’t let him harm you.”
“Don’t worry, Senior Brother. With the Purple Speech Cauldron protecting me, no matter how powerful he is, he won’t lay a finger on me.” The beauty giggled, tapping the cauldron lightly.
It shrank with a whoosh and vanished into her body.
The man nodded and flicked his sleeve, releasing a wave of seven-colored light that enveloped the woman, whisking her away like a breeze.
He then produced numerous formation flags and disks, arranging them into a spell formation that shrouded both him and the pagoda in a mist of white energy.
Sitting cross-legged within the formation, he closed his eyes and focused entirely on activating the pagoda’s restrictions, paying no heed to the battles of his fellow demonic lords.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, the human cultivators had witnessed the earlier events—first elated by Han Li’s swift slaying of a demonic lord, then alarmed as two mid-stage demonic lords appeared and trapped him in a treasure.
The Azure Dragon Sage, locked in combat with the black-armored giant, inwardly groaned.
As the giant had pointed out, his draconic transformation was sustained by forcibly burning his vitality, making it unsustainable for long.
He and Lin Luan had chosen to face the two strongest demonic lords, hoping Han Li and the others would swiftly defeat their opponents and join them.
Given Han Li’s rumored ability to rival late-stage cultivators, the Azure Dragon Sage had placed great hope in him.
But with Han Li unexpectedly trapped, that plan collapsed.
A glance at the other battles deepened his despair.
Lin Luan, who had held a slight advantage, was now struggling as the white-robed youth unleashed thirteen snow-white flying swords, their icy power countering her three-colored fire bees.
Meanwhile, the Silver Light Fairy was barely holding her own against eight four-armed demonic apes conjured from pink mist.
Anxiety gnawed at the Azure Dragon Sage. With a sudden burst of manic attacks, he forced the black-armored giant into retreat.
Seizing the moment, the dragon turned and roared toward the city:
“Now! Release it!”
A human cultivator on the walls responded promptly, producing a gold-and-silver token. Channeling his spiritual power, he waved it fiercely, sending a thick beam of light soaring into the sky.
Moments later, nine more colossal beams erupted from a distant formation, each brimming with swirling runes.
Atop each beam stood a white-robed cultivator, holding a small flag and chanting solemnly.
The beams merged into a single, towering pillar, its surface etched with eighty-one glowing spell formations.
With a thunderous crack, the pillar shattered from top to bottom, unleashing an earth-shattering power.
The white-robed cultivators flung their flags into the light before fleeing in terror.
A deafening explosion followed as the rune-covered pillar disintegrated completely.
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