Han Li had naturally noticed the Blood Light Ancestor relentlessly pursuing him from behind. A chill ran through his heart as he pushed his spiritual power to its limits, and the transformed roc flapped its four wings frantically without pause.
However, the speed of the small boat controlled by the Blood Light Ancestor was the fastest flying treasure Han Li had ever encountered in his life.
With its two pairs of crystalline wings vibrating, the boat followed closely behind, making it impossible for Han Li to widen the gap even slightly. This left him deeply frustrated.
Was he truly forced to fight this incarnation of the Blood Light Ancestor?
Even disregarding whether the opponent possessed other formidable abilities, just the two treasures in his hands were already heaven-defying in their power. Han Li had no confidence whatsoever in resisting them.
Yet, at this moment, he was already locked onto by the opponent’s divine sense. Unless he could put tens of thousands of miles between them in one go, there was no way to truly shake him off.
As Han Li fled, his mind raced, desperately searching for a solution.
Just as he passed over a mountain range with a few flashes, the roc suddenly let out a low cry, and thousands of silver feathers shot downward from its body. In a flash, they transformed into formation flags.
With a burst of multicolored light, the flags and talismans trembled before vanishing into the mountain range below.
Despite this maneuver, the roc’s speed remained unaffected. After a few more flashes, it soared beyond the small mountain range and disappeared into the horizon once more.
A short while later, at the edge of the sky, a thin blood-red thread flickered into existence, followed by the sound of something tearing through the air. A small blood-colored boat abruptly materialized in the sky above the mountains.
On the boat stood three identical-looking youths, their expressions icy.
The one at the front stood with his arms crossed, eyes slightly narrowed. The two behind him had their eyes closed, their hands forming seals.
The blood-colored boat blurred as if about to vanish into the void amid a flash of crimson light.
At that moment, thousands of light pillars suddenly erupted from the mountains below. Amidst the shimmering radiance, an extraordinarily intricate giant formation took shape above the mountain range.
The boat, which had been about to escape, suddenly found the surrounding air turning viscous, and it was instantly engulfed by the formation’s power.
“Hmph, a mere temporary formation dares to trap me?” The leading blood-robed youth remained unfazed, sneering coldly.
One of the youths behind him loosened his hand seal and opened his eyes, spitting out a ball of black light.
Within the black light, a small cauldron flickered—none other than the Violet Word Cauldron!
“Break!”
The youth who had expelled the cauldron lightly tapped it with one hand and uttered a low command. Instantly, the cauldron blazed with light, swelling to over a hundred feet in size.
A resonant hum echoed as a black rune, several feet wide, flew out from the cauldron. With a spin, it transformed into a raging black hurricane that swept outward.
The black gale surged like a monstrous tidal wave, carrying unimaginable power. The entire sky trembled under its force.
The massive formation resisted for only a few moments before tearing apart like paper, ultimately dispersing into countless motes of spiritual light.
The violet cauldron shrank back to its original size in a flash, returning as a black light that vanished into the youth’s body.
The youth exhaled deeply before closing his eyes and resuming his hand seals.
The leading blood-robed youth laughed wildly, and the blood-colored boat transformed back into a streak of light, shooting forward.
The entire delay had lasted no more than a few breaths.
At the same time, Han Li, who was flying ahead at full speed, suddenly sensed the faint connection he had established abruptly severed.
A trace of shock flashed through his eyes.
Impossible! The Thousand Wonders Sea Cloud Formation’s array tools could unleash eighty percent of its power, yet they hadn’t delayed the old demon for even a moment!
Han Li’s heart sank further.
A short while later, the giant roc’s wings trembled violently, and another hundred feathers shot out.
These feathers transformed into various talismans mid-flight, vanishing into the void in an instant.
Only two silver talismans remained, floating in place.
One shimmered with silver light, suddenly materializing into a golden-armored warrior wielding a massive golden blade, standing proudly in mid-air.
The other silver talisman transformed into a faint golden shadow, which flickered behind the warrior before vanishing mysteriously.
Meanwhile, the roc itself showed no intention of stopping. After a few more flashes, it disappeared beyond the horizon once more.
From a distance, it appeared as though only the golden-armored warrior stood silently in the air.
Before long, a spatial ripple appeared in the distance, and the blood-colored boat emerged in the nearby void.
The leading blood-robed youth was momentarily taken aback upon seeing the warrior but quickly sneered after a brief inspection.
“This human brat knows quite a few tricks. He can even craft such a high-grade shadow puppet. But this thing is nothing before me!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the youth at the rear of the boat opened his eyes and raised a hand without a word. A seven-colored pagoda flickered into existence.
In a flash, a towering pagoda shadow, thousands of feet tall, appeared above the golden-armored warrior and descended to envelop it.
The warrior remained expressionless but swung its golden blade fiercely upward.
A thunderous boom echoed as a hundred-foot-long golden sword light struck the base of the pagoda shadow—only to vanish without a trace.
The massive pagoda shadow descended, releasing countless seven-colored rays that swallowed the warrior whole.
When the light dissipated and the pagoda shrank back to its original size, the warrior had vanished without a trace.
The youth who had summoned the pagoda retrieved it with a wave of his hand. The leading blood-robed youth laughed, and the boat transformed into a blood-red streak, shooting forward.
However, as the streak passed the spot where the warrior had been, a silver light flashed, and another golden-armored warrior silently appeared.
With a hand seal, a three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form materialized behind it. The six arms swung simultaneously, hurling six massive golden orbs directly at the boat.
Before the orbs even struck, a terrifying force—both familiar and unfamiliar—swept over the boat like a tidal wave.
“True Devil Dharma Form! Impossible!”
The leading youth, who had been indifferent until now, gasped in shock.
But the youth behind him acted without hesitation, flipping his hand to summon the violet cauldron. With a slap, a purple barrier enveloped the entire boat.
The six golden orbs struck the barrier with dull thuds before being absorbed by the light. However, the momentary delay forced the blood-colored boat to halt in mid-air.
Though still stunned, the leading youth quickly regained his composure. With a dark expression, he raised an arm and traced a strange circle in the air.
A white hole abruptly appeared before the boat, and a serpentine shadow shot out, piercing the golden warrior’s body in a blur before coiling around it.
An irresistible force crushed the warrior instantly.
With a muffled explosion, the warrior—along with its Dharma Form—shattered into specks of silver light.
The leading youth snorted coldly and was about to resume their pursuit when his expression suddenly changed. He looked up to see rolling clouds of light above the boat, within which loomed the faint outlines of palaces and pavilions.
It was the Nine Palaces Heavenly Talisman Han Li had secretly deployed!
By the time the leading youth noticed, the structures were already descending with blinding radiance, aiming to trap the boat within their restrictions.
But the youth at the rear threw the seven-colored pagoda into the air once more.
The towering pagoda shadow blocked the descending palaces, halting their advance.
Chanting, the youth spat out a mouthful of essence blood and shouted, “Seal!”
Seven-colored light surged from the pagoda’s peak, swirling upward before engulfing the illusory structures.
As the light faded, the pagoda shadow vanished, and the small pagoda returned to the youth’s hand.
The leading youth sighed in relief before laughing and urging the boat onward.
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Meanwhile, at Yitian City, all the defensive formations outside the massive walls had been breached by the demonic forces. Nearly half the city had fallen, and countless demonic knights and beasts flooded in like a tide.
The one hundred and eight golden-armored warriors still hovered motionless in the sky—revealed to be nothing more than illusions conjured by an elaborate formation.
When the human defenders discovered this, their morale plummeted, and they began to scatter in retreat.
Hundreds of miles away from Yitian City, atop an unnamed mountain, nearly a thousand men and women of all ages, dressed in uniform attire, gazed toward the city, now shrouded in demonic energy.
Some clenched their fists, some wore expressions of grief, while others couldn’t hide their relief.
Though their emotions varied, none spoke, as if disciplined by training.
At the forefront stood a pale-faced middle-aged man in a green robe, his expression complex as he stared in the same direction. This was the “Azure Dragon Sage,” Yitian City’s Grand Elder, who had previously fled back to the city.
“Let’s go. Yitian City’s fall is irreversible. You are the seeds of our four great sects. As long as you survive the demonic tribulation in Tianyuan City, our sects will rise again. There’s no time to waste—depart at once.”
With those words, the Azure Dragon Sage turned and led the group away.
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