At this moment, Han Li not only had activated his Wind and Thunder Wings but was also holding a small cauldron a few inches tall in one hand.
The palm-sized cauldron shimmered with dazzling purple light!
“The Violet Word Cauldron! Isn’t that the treasure of that Blood Light brat? How did it end up in your hands? No matter—do you really think a mere imitation Profound Treasure can withstand a strike from the Black Demon Dagger? Utterly delusional!” The black-robed youth was momentarily stunned upon seeing the purple cauldron in Han Li’s hand but quickly dismissed it with a cold sneer.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp hissing sound erupted in the void around Han Li, and dense black threads reappeared, shooting toward him from all directions like clinging parasites.
Han Li’s expression darkened. He abruptly tossed the purple cauldron into the air, formed a hand seal with one hand, and swiftly pointed while uttering the word “Seal.”
A cyan beam shot from his fingertip, transforming into streams of pure spiritual power that poured into the cauldron.
Instantly, the treasure erupted with radiant light. An ancient character for “Seal” flew out, expanded a hundredfold in a flash, and transformed into a hazy purple shadow that enveloped Han Li’s entire body.
At that moment, the black threads slashed fiercely into the square-shaped shadow.
A deafening boom!
Black and purple lights intertwined, bursting into clusters of light the size of human heads.
Though the black threads were incomparably sharp, the Violet Word Cauldron was among the top-tier imitation Profound Treasures, and Han Li had already refined it to perfection. With his unrestrained infusion of magic power, it unleashed 120% of its power. The illusory purple rune solidified into a crystalline form, emitting a resonant hum.
Even though the black threads were attacks from a genuine Profound Treasure, they were merely a casual strike from the black-robed youth. Thus, after penetrating the purple shadow by about a foot, they could advance no further and were forcibly halted.
The black-robed youth showed no change in expression, but a cold glint flashed in his pupils.
Simultaneously, the hand gripping the black giant blade shimmered faintly with black light.
In the next instant, a sharp screeching sound erupted from within the giant purple rune shadow!
The black threads trembled violently, their power suddenly doubling. The seemingly indestructible purple shadow cracked apart, and the black threads surged toward Han Li from all directions within the purple light.
Han Li’s expression shifted. He swiftly changed his hand seal, preparing to activate another profound ability of the Violet Word Cauldron.
But it was already too late!
The small cauldron, still radiating purple light, emitted a mournful cry. A cracking sound followed, and countless white fissures appeared on its surface before it exploded into a burst of flames.
The purple rune shadow flickered and vanished instantly.
The dense black threads, now unimpeded, surged toward Han Li at the center, as if intent on slicing him into a thousand pieces.
Han Li’s pupils constricted sharply. Without hesitation, he clenched his fists and let out a deafening roar.
In an instant, black mist rolled over his body, and countless black runes surged from within, coalescing into a pitch-black battle armor.
At the same time, golden light erupted behind him, revealing a three-headed, six-armed golden Dharma Form. With a sweep of its six arms, golden flames shot from its palms, converging into a massive golden vortex before it.
A thunderous roar erupted!
As the vortex spun wildly, countless golden runes surged forth, transforming into immense force that forcibly sucked in a portion of the black threads.
Meanwhile, the three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form solidified into a golden entity, its body faintly clad in a blurry golden armor, and it flashed in front of Han Li.
The golden figure’s six emotionless eyes snapped open, and its arms began to flail like phantoms.
In an instant, countless golden fist shadows materialized in the surrounding void, sweeping out like a tempest in all directions.
Meanwhile, Han Li’s true form stomped on the void, propelling himself backward at high speed.
Thunder roared from his wings as countless golden arcs erupted, condensing into golden thunderballs that shot toward the black threads.
Not stopping there, a flash of cyan light behind him released seventy-two inch-long small swords.
With a flicker, the swords transformed into seventy-two cyan sword beams, slashing down fiercely. Thousands of sword beams surged forth, coalescing into a hazy cyan mountain of swords that roared with wind and thunder as it struck the black web.
A deafening explosion followed as a cyan sun rose from the black threads, releasing terrifying shockwaves.
Amid the thunderous noise, the golden thunderballs vanished into the cyan sun.
In an instant, thunder, sword energy, and resonant hums erupted in unison, and dazzling light clusters burst forth in the void, illuminating most of the pond’s surface.
Seeing this, the black-robed youth’s expression shifted slightly, revealing a trace of surprise for the first time.
“Go!”
Long Jia’s ancestor’s eyes lit up as he suddenly transmitted a message to the feathered maiden and Bai Qi. He then transformed into a golden streak, shooting backward at incredible speed.
His reason for alerting the two in such a dire situation wasn’t out of kindness—he hoped that by distracting the black-robed youth, their chances of escape would increase.
True to form, the feathered maiden flapped her five-colored wings without hesitation, transforming into a five-colored streak that shot in another direction.
But Bai Qi remained motionless, as if oblivious to their actions.
Long Jia’s ancestor grew even more suspicious but accelerated his golden streak, covering over a thousand feet in two flashes before aiming for the green barrier above, intent on escaping the valley.
The feathered maiden, meanwhile, reached the valley’s edge, spread her wings, and vanished into the void—likely attempting to teleport beyond the barrier.
Under these circumstances, if they escaped the valley and fled in different directions, at least one might survive.
Yet, bizarrely, the black-robed youth merely glanced at their fleeing figures with a mocking smile, making no move to stop them.
A dull thud!
Long Jia’s ancestor’s golden streak collided with the green barrier, rebounding violently as if striking an immovable wall.
The once-permeable barrier had turned impenetrable, repelling his escape attempt with overwhelming force.
Stabilizing himself, Long Jia’s ancestor’s face darkened with dread.
Under normal circumstances, he could break such a barrier with some effort. But facing a Demon Ancestor, it was futile.
The feathered maiden reappeared before the barrier, her face pale beneath her mask as she failed to breach it despite multiple spatial techniques.
Suddenly, an ape’s cry echoed from the dazzling light above the pond.
The radiance dissipated, revealing a ten-zhang-tall golden ape clad in black demonic armor, holding a green and a black miniature mountain in each hand.
Han Li had transformed into the golden ape at the critical moment, using his monstrous strength and the two mountains’ power to break through the black threads under the cover of his Divine Annihilation Lightning and Vajra Body techniques.
Even so, his armor bore countless fine cracks, slowly mending.
This was only possible because Han Li had wielded genuine Profound Treasures before, grasping a sliver of survival instinct.
Had Long Jia’s ancestor or the feathered maiden been in his place, they would’ve perished instantly, panic sealing their fate.
The black threads were terrifying—unparalleled in sharpness, capable of piercing anything, even the void itself.
“Fascinating! Truly fascinating. This trip was worth it. Not only did I encounter a pseudo-immortal puppet, but also a human cultivator who can harness true spirit bloodlines to such an extent. Little one, you possess more than one true spirit bloodline, don’t you? Show me all your tricks. Otherwise, my next strike will unleash half the Black Demon Dagger’s power, ensuring your soul’s annihilation! As for you two, spare yourselves the futile escape attempts. This island is called Bitter Spirit Island, and this valley is the Spirit-Trapping Valley. For you denizens of the Spirit Realm, only ashes await.” The black-robed youth laughed heartily, shaking his black giant blade.
“Brother Long, Fairy Ye, abandon any thoughts of escape. Only by fighting together do we stand a chance. Lose heart, and we perish here. Fellow Daoist Bai, I don’t know your intentions, but don’t presume you can remain unscathed!” The golden ape’s face twisted into a snarl as Han Li’s thunderous voice boomed forth.
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