These Wheel War Demons possessed cultivation levels no lower than the Deity Transformation stage, and on top of that, they practiced some of the most formidable demonic arts of the demon race. Naturally, ordinary cultivators stood no chance against them.
However, the commotion on the city walls did not last long. After a light clang of gongs, thousands of dazzling streaks of light suddenly shot out from nearby buildings. Each streak flashed brilliantly before transforming into high-level cultivators dressed in various attires. They split into groups of two or three and intercepted the Wheel War Demons.
Ordinary Wheel War Demons were manageable—with the combined efforts of these human high-level cultivators, they could barely hold off the demons’ attacks. But the dozens of leading demons, whose powers far surpassed their peers, were exceptionally ferocious. Even when several cultivators joined forces, they were repeatedly overwhelmed, allowing the demons to carve a bloody path straight toward Yitian City.
At that moment, a section of the ground near the city wall trembled violently, and thirty-two massive golden puppets emerged from beneath. Wielding an assortment of weapons, they expressionlessly blocked the path of the leading Wheel War Demons.
Magical treasures and divine abilities filled the sky, accompanied by continuous explosions and deafening roars!
These golden puppets were as tough as magical treasures, their weapons stirring faint traces of the power of heaven and earth as they fought. Fearless in battle, they immediately locked in fierce combat with the Wheel War Demons they intercepted.
Overall, the demon side held a slight advantage on the battlefield. However, the human side relied on Yitian City’s various defensive formations to barely withstand the demons’ frenzied assault.
Now, it all came down to which side would gain the upper hand in the battle between the top-tier combatants.
Meanwhile, the eerie demon army in the sky had transformed into a churning blood cloud, unmoving. Beastly roars and thunderous booms echoed through the void, interspersed with human shouts and sharp, piercing cries. For the moment, it was impossible to discern who had the upper hand.
As for the Silver Light Fairy and Lin Luan on the other side, under the relentless assault of the petite woman and the white-robed man, they were forced to retreat step by step, seemingly unable to hold out much longer.
The human side appeared to be at a disadvantage in the battle between top-tier combatants!
Han Li waved a hand, and seventy-two azure flying swords soared into the air, transforming into seventy-two green lotuses. With a spin, they shredded a two-headed lion-like beast into countless pieces.
Instead of smiling, Han Li frowned slightly.
Ever since he was drawn into this strange space by the seven-colored pagoda, the surrounding radiance had conjured countless monstrous beasts that continuously attacked him. Initially, these beasts posed no threat—they were easily annihilated with a single sweep of his swords.
But as soon as one wave was destroyed, another would immediately emerge, seemingly endless and inexhaustible!
Han Li wasn’t overly concerned. After all, this wasn’t his first time trapped in a spatial treasure like this. He had some confidence in escaping such artifacts.
He immediately began controlling the seventy-two flying swords to protect himself, keeping the beasts at bay while searching for the spatial node to forcibly break open the space and escape.
However, after a while, he realized something was amiss. This seven-colored radiant space seemed boundless, much like the Demon-Sealing Lock. Despite flying for so long, he still couldn’t find its edge.
Startled, he stopped and began considering alternative escape methods.
“It seems the only way is to locate the spatial node and use brute force to break through the barrier,” Han Li murmured after some thought, making up his mind.
Just then, the seven-colored radiance shimmered again, and another wave of glowing beasts materialized.
Han Li snorted coldly. With a sweep of his swords, countless green lotus shadows scattered in all directions, slicing the charging beasts into pieces as effortlessly as before.
Yet, his expression darkened slightly. He couldn’t shake the feeling that these newly conjured beasts were slightly stronger than before. Though they still fell to a single strike, they consumed a bit more of his spiritual power.
The difference was minimal, but if this trend continued, it could eventually become a problem.
It seemed he couldn’t afford to linger here for too long. He needed to escape as soon as possible.
Having decided, Han Li wasted no time. He pressed a finger between his brows, and a black orb appeared, spinning before transforming into a pitch-black demonic eye—the Annihilation Eye.
After years of cultivation within his body, this eye had developed many mystical abilities. Now, it would help him locate the weakest point in this spatial barrier.
Han Li formed hand seals and chanted incantations. The demonic eye between his brows slowly opened, its black pupil shimmering with mysterious runes swirling around it.
With a pulse of the runes, a black thread shot out from the eye and vanished into the void.
Han Li closed his normal eyes, keeping only the third eye wide open. In a flash, he transformed into a green streak of light, darting in the direction the black thread had disappeared.
Ahead, the radiant mist shimmered as new beasts began to form, blocking his path.
Though his eyes were closed, Han Li seemed fully aware of his surroundings. With a thought, all seventy-two flying swords merged into a single colossal green sword that slashed forward.
A hundred-zhang-long green blade of light cleaved through the air, obliterating the forming beasts and clearing a path.
Han Li surged forward, his green streak flashing past the beasts and disappearing into the void.
The beasts roared and gave chase.
Two hours later, Han Li stood before a seven-story pagoda hundreds of zhang tall, his eyes wide with astonishment and wariness.
The pagoda, seemingly built from ordinary gray-white stone, had a massive eyeball-like crystal sphere perched atop it. A ten-zhang-tall stone door stood tightly shut on the first floor.
A li away from Han Li, countless silver ruler shadows shattered a horde of beasts into motes of light.
“The spatial node was deliberately hidden. A clever move—even if you know where it is, you still have to force your way in,” Han Li muttered. With a wave, the ruler shadows vanished, and a silver short ruler appeared in his hand.
He glanced at the crystal sphere atop the pagoda, then swung the ruler downward. A fifteen-zhang-long silver blade of light materialized above the pagoda and slashed down.
Just as it was about to strike the sphere, a layer of seven-colored runes appeared on the pagoda’s surface. The silver light vanished into the runes.
Han Li’s expression darkened. This wasn’t his doing—the runes had absorbed his attack.
“As I thought. This pagoda is the external manifestation of the treasure. It can’t be destroyed from the outside,” Han Li muttered, resigned.
He then flew toward the stone door. Before reaching it, he raised a hand and sent a massive green palm smashing into it.
With a dull thud, the door swung open, revealing a dimly lit corridor.
Han Li hesitated briefly but strode inside without pause.
Beyond the door lay a stone-paved passage leading to another stone door. Han Li narrowed his eyes, blue light flickering in his pupils as he attempted to peer through the distant door.
But his spiritual sight penetrated only a foot before a golden light repelled it, stinging his eyes and exerting a strange pull that threatened to trap his gaze.
Shocked, Han Li instinctively activated the Great Development Technique, sending a cooling energy to his eyes to break free. A green figure appeared before him, shielding him from the golden light.
Even so, cold sweat drenched his back. Such a formidable restriction was rare.
Any remaining underestimation vanished from Han Li’s mind.
The green figure was naturally the “Ginseng Immortal” spiritual avatar. After a moment’s thought, Han Li summoned his seventy-two flying swords to hover around him. With a flick of his sleeve, thirteen purple-striped spirit insects emerged from his spirit beast ring, buzzing above his head.
He then swapped the silver ruler for two small mountains—one black, one green—which he held before him.
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