However, the giant spear had barely penetrated a few inches into the body when it seemed to hit something as unyielding as tempered steel, unable to advance any further. At the same time, the golden body’s six eyes flashed with brilliance, and the six golden blades in its hands slashed down once more toward the giant spear embedded in its chest.
The demonic shadow below seemed to sense the dire situation, raising its head with a cold gaze. The giant spear trembled as if attempting to withdraw immediately from the golden body.
But it was already too late!
A strange crystalline light shimmered across the surface of the Brahma Saint Golden Body, and an immense suction force suddenly erupted from within, acting upon the giant spear. Astonishingly, the spear was rooted in place, as if fused to the body, unable to move even slightly.
At that moment, a cold gleam flashed across the six golden blades, accompanied by the sharp sound of slicing air. A dense torrent of blade radiance surged forth like a tidal wave, seemingly intent on engulfing both the demonic shadow and the leading youth in an instant.
The leading youth let out a cold snort, stepping back half a pace while forming a peculiar hand seal with one hand and muttering an incantation.
The blood-red boat beneath his feet emitted a resonant hum, and a curtain of bloody light emerged, enveloping both the youth and the demonic shadow within.
Despite the relentless barrage of blade radiance striking the light curtain like a storm, it merely flickered violently a few times before remaining utterly unscathed.
This blood-red boat was not only a rare treasure for flight but also possessed an incredibly profound defensive capability.
No wonder the leading youth had remained composed and unruffled in the face of the Brahma Saint Golden Body’s relentless attacks.
Moreover, as the demonic shadow let out a low roar, the giant spear that had been rooted in the golden body suddenly shimmered with a gray light, transforming from an unyielding hardness into something smooth and pliant. In an instant, it morphed into a colossal gray demonic python, dozens of feet long, with a pitch-black horn on its head. With a sinuous twist of its massive body, it coiled tightly around the golden body in midair. Were it any ordinary cultivator—even one at the Body Unity stage—such a constriction would have instantly shattered their body.
But the Brahma Saint Golden Body was forged from countless rare materials, rendering it nearly indestructible. Despite the python’s crushing grip, it remained unharmed. Instead, its three heads let out simultaneous roars, and its body swelled in size. The six golden blades in its hands vanished, replaced by six arms that swung wildly, conjuring countless golden fist phantoms that pummeled the python’s body relentlessly.
The sky reverberated with thunderous booms.
Yet the python, transformed from the giant spear, seemed as tough as tempered steel. Though the golden fists inflicted some damage, they were far from lethal.
In retaliation, the python opened its maw and spewed a cloud of green gas directly at the golden body’s three heads.
Though the nature of this green gas was unknown, it exuded a soporific aura that could lull even the most vigilant into drowsiness.
The golden body’s three heads grimaced, and a golden light flashed between their brows. A vertical eye suddenly appeared on each forehead, from which three piercing golden beams shot forth, piercing through the green gas in an instant.
Strangely, the green gas roiled once before dissipating entirely.
The python twisted its head and lunged at the golden body’s central head with its gaping maw. But as space rippled, two golden hands intercepted the attack, their fingers hooking like talons as they stabbed toward the python’s skull.
Within moments, the golden body and the python were locked in brutal close combat, both seemingly impervious to harm, their battle reaching a stalemate.
Meanwhile, the colossal pagoda shadow looming over the sword formation flickered uncontrollably under the activation of the Nine Palaces Heavenly Qian Talismans and the self-destruction of another low-tier spatial treasure. The seven-colored radiance it emitted wavered under these sudden disturbances, ultimately dispersing midair with a resonant hum before it could fully descend.
Affected by the pagoda’s spatial power, the palace formed by the Nine Palaces Heavenly Qian Talismans merely rotated slowly in the sky, equally unable to descend.
At that moment, the giant ape transformed by Han Li suddenly flashed an odd light in its eyes, raising both palms to point toward the sky.
With two thunderous booms, a black and a green mountain, each dozens of feet tall, materialized from the void and hurtled toward the youth attempting to retrieve the seven-colored pagoda.
Simultaneously, the green-skinned spiritual avatar flicked its sleeve, releasing a sharp whistling sound as a burst of green threads shot forth.
These threads, crystalline and translucent, vanished into the void before reappearing near the descending pagoda with a shrill cry, forming a green net that sought to ensnare it.
Han Li seemed intent on forcibly seizing the treasure.
The blood-light Saint Ancestor’s avatar, witnessing this, showed no expression. It merely raised a hand and lightly slapped the pagoda in the air while uttering a single word: “Break.”
The pagoda spun rapidly, and a seven-colored hurricane roared forth from within, shredding the encroaching green net into fragments with a single gust.
Not only that, but the two mountains were also repelled dozens of feet by the hurricane’s force.
The seven-colored hurricane then enveloped the two mountains entirely. Amid the howling winds, countless mysterious golden runes emerged within the hurricane, each eerily familiar.
“Golden Seal Script!”
Han Li’s heart clenched, his expression darkening. He felt a mysterious force suddenly descend upon the mountains, attempting to sever the divine sense he had embedded within them and forcibly claim the treasures.
Were it not for his divine sense, nearly on par with that of a Mahayana cultivator, the opponent might have succeeded.
The giant ape let out an enraged roar, both fists striking out toward the seven-colored hurricane with thunderous force.
Two deafening explosions echoed as golden fist phantoms shot from the void, slamming into the hurricane.
Simultaneously, under Han Li’s incantation, one mountain lit up with a row of silver runes, unleashing a surge of gray mist that collided with the hurricane. The other mountain emitted a sharp hissing sound as countless transparent sword rays erupted in all directions, slicing through the surrounding void with terrifying precision.
Though the seven-colored hurricane was immensely powerful, the combined assault caused it to tremble violently before erupting in blinding light. With a muffled crash, it shattered into fragments.
The two mountains shook free of the hurricane’s grasp, circling once before returning to Han Li.
The youth controlling the pagoda, seeing his attempt to seize the mountains fail, let out a surprised “Hmm,” his expression flickering with astonishment before returning to impassivity. He reached into the void, grasping a ball of spiritual light that materialized in his hand—the seven-colored pagoda, now mysteriously encased within.
“Hmph, this brat is quite troublesome. No more holding back—use the pagoda’s ultimate technique to erase him. Even with other spatial forces interfering, it won’t matter.”
A cold voice rang out from afar.
It was the leading youth on the blood-red boat, speaking impatiently.
At that moment, he was commanding the demonic shadow behind him to manifest over a dozen massive tentacles, lashing out relentlessly at the Brahma Saint Golden Body in the sky. Yet his casual tone suggested he still had plenty of energy to spare.
Han Li’s heart stirred. The giant ape roared, its golden spiritual light flaring brilliantly as its arms blurred, hurling the two mountains toward the leading youth with terrifying force.
Given the mountains’ immense weight and the ape’s godlike strength, the two peaks vanished into the void with explosive booms, only to reappear moments later near the youth, hurtling toward the blood-red boat’s protective barrier.
The leading youth’s pupils contracted as the demonic shadow behind him merged into his body in a flash.
A bloody radiance enveloped him.
Two earth-shaking explosions erupted as blinding light blossomed on the blood barrier.
The barrier trembled violently before shattering like porcelain, crumbling into fragments.
The two mountains shot through the dissipating light, but the blood-red boat was now empty—its occupant vanished.
Twenty yards away, above the blood sea, space rippled as a figure silently materialized.
It was the leading youth, now transformed.
The blood-light Saint Ancestor’s avatar now wore a sinister gray demonic armor, with two pairs of blood-red wings sprouting from its back. Around its neck hovered eight fist-sized green demon heads, their eyes closed, faces twisted in grotesque expressions, mouths silently opening and closing—clearly alive. The sight sent chills down the spine.
The youth himself wore a furious expression, his gaze venomous as he glared at Han Li.
“Good, very good! To think you’d force me to reveal this form.”
As he spoke through gritted teeth, the blood-light avatar holding the pagoda suddenly raised the treasure high, closing its eyes as it began chanting an ancient, obscure incantation.
The seven-colored pagoda hummed violently, emitting rings of radiant light that expanded outward, swiftly enveloping an area the size of an acre and continuing to spread.
As the chant accelerated, golden runes of varying sizes emerged within the expanding rings of light.
Threads of law-infused energy radiated from the seven-colored halos, saturating the sky.
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