Chapter 493: The Death of Xuan Gu

Han Li’s expression was extremely grim!

Although the electric net had temporarily blocked all the gray-white flames, these flames burned fiercely on the surface of the electric arcs as if they could incinerate anything. This formed a gray-white fiery enclosure, forcefully trapping Han Li inside. Even if he wanted to escape now, it was impossible.

What worried Han Li even more was that these gray-white flames were slowly devouring the pale golden electric arcs. Though the process was slow, it was indeed causing the electric net around him to gradually shrink.

Of course, the flames seemed to have diminished somewhat as a result, but overall, the Asura Sacred Fire held an overwhelming advantage.

Seeing this, Xuan Gu heaved a sigh of relief, a faint smile appearing on his face! He refused to believe that Han Li could have any means to break free again under the envelopment of the Asura Sacred Fire.

Given the fearsome reputation of this fire, Xuan Gu believed that even a Nascent Soul cultivator trapped within it would have to expend a great deal of vitality to possibly escape using a secret technique. And once he possessed this self-refined sacred fire and restored his peak Nascent Soul cultivation, he was confident he could sweep through most of the Chaotic Star Sea without any issues.

Thinking this, Xuan Gu narrowed his eyes, lost in wild fancies. In his eyes, Han Li was no different from a dead man.

The situation was indeed growing increasingly dire!

As the golden net shrank, the protective barrier formed by the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning was on the verge of breaking. But with a dark expression, Han Li impassively spread his hands, and two slender golden electric arcs shot from his palms, instantly merging with the golden arcs of the electric net.

A continuous stream of golden lightning transmitted from Han Li’s hands to the electric net. The previously weakened net immediately flared with a brilliant golden light, not only restoring its original size but also shooting out finger-thick electric arcs at an astonishing speed, once again blocking the gray-white sacred flames and even showing signs of encircling them.

Xuan Gu’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, and he almost leaped up in shock! Only now did he understand the saying, “Man proposes, heaven disposes.”

Han Li still had so much Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning—this was truly testing the old demon’s nerves.

Even if the Asura Sacred Fire was a higher-level existence than the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning, if the latter was too abundant, it was hard to say which would extinguish which!

Xuan Gu stared at Han Li with a look as if he were gazing upon a monster.

He desperately wanted to see how many Golden Lightning Bamboo treasures were hidden within Han Li’s modest frame. Could it be that his opponent truly had an inexhaustible supply of Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning?

As soon as this thought emerged, Xuan Gu bit down hard on the tip of his tongue in shock. The sharp pain and faint taste of blood instantly cleared his mind. He shook his head lightly, dismissing this absurd notion.

An inexhaustible supply of Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning? Such a thing was naturally impossible. He was merely losing confidence due to the sheer quantity of his opponent’s divine lightning.

But Xuan Gu believed that after repeatedly releasing such vast amounts of divine lightning, Han Li must truly be running low. As long as he endured this critical moment, he could completely obliterate Han Li, and all those Golden Lightning Bamboo treasures would naturally become his!

With this thought, Xuan Gu’s spirits lifted again. After greedily glaring at Han Li a few more times, he raised his head to look at the light sphere in the sky.

If his opponent had held back some Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning, he himself had not fused all the Dry Blue Ice Flames into Asura Sacred Fire earlier. He had only merged a small portion to reduce the risk of backlash from the secret technique. But now, it seemed this small amount of sacred fire was still insufficient to eliminate Han Li. Only by merging and releasing all the remaining ice flames could he utterly annihilate his opponent in one go.

Thinking this, he nodded slightly and began forming hand seals to cast a spell. The light sphere in the air spun rapidly, emitting a dazzling glow once more.

Seeing this, Han Li’s heart turned icy cold.

Just as Xuan Gu had predicted, Han Li’s continuous use of the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning to contend with the Dry Blue Ice Flames and Asura Sacred Fire had indeed depleted nearly eighty to ninety percent of it. Now, seeing his opponent about to unleash more Asura Sacred Fire, Han Li knew he could not hold out with the remaining divine lightning.

His only option was to immediately break through the fiery blockade and flee. After all, no matter how formidable his opponent’s flames were, they would be useless if they could not touch him.

With this thought, Han Li steeled himself and channeled all his remaining Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning, unleashing it in an instant.

Two thick, arm-like golden arcs shot from his palms, striking the electric net.

The golden net flickered rapidly several times and, with a low rumble of thunder, finally exploded into a shower of golden light. Countless pale golden electric flashes pushed the remaining gray-white flames far away.

In that moment, Han Li’s figure flickered and vanished from his original spot, reappearing several yards away. During this move, he broke out in a cold sweat, terrified of accidentally touching even a wisp of the gray-white flame, which would be fatal.

Now that he had escaped the envelopment of the Asura Sacred Fire, Han Li did not hesitate. He shook his cloak, and the blood-red mantle began to float without any wind—a sign that this ancient treasure was activating.

He had made up his mind to rush to the stone steps in one breath, then use the Emerald Bamboo Cloud-Swarm Sword to break through the barrier and seize the opportunity to escape.

Seeing this, Xuan Gu guessed Han Li’s intentions. Anxious, he instinctively channeled more magic power, speeding up the transformation of the light sphere. A loud, muffled sound echoed as the entire sphere burst into flames, its surface instantly turning into gray-white fire. It seemed the Asura Sacred Fire had fully formed.

Strangely, however, a small, inconspicuous blue light still flickered at the center of the fiery sphere, pulsating restlessly as if unstable.

Xuan Gu was slightly taken aback but quickly dismissed it. Perhaps it was because his current magic power was insufficient to complete the full transformation—nothing too serious!

What concerned him was that Han Li was about to escape, and he absolutely could not allow that.

He immediately gestured lightly toward the white fiery sphere, which trembled slightly, ready to transform and attack as he willed.

But at that moment, a sudden mutation occurred!

The residual blue light at the center of the gray-white fiery sphere flickered several times before abruptly exploding. The surface of the sphere became uneven, and a sharp whistling sound emanated from within!

Xuan Gu was horrified and hurriedly tried to control the mutation.

But he had long forgotten that this Asura Sacred Fire was not truly refined by him; he was merely forcibly controlling it with external aid. Stimulated by the explosion at its core, the fiery sphere could no longer remain stable and went completely berserk. His meager magic power was utterly insufficient to control it!

As Xuan Gu broke out in a cold sweat, the fiery sphere rapidly shifted through black, green, and white hues before exploding above his head. Countless gray-white sparks scattered in all directions.

Xuan Gu’s face turned deathly pale! Without a second thought, he spun rapidly, and a massive surge of black-green ghostly energy shot upward to catch the out-of-control Asura Sacred Fire.

Then, with a swift motion, he shot out like a bolt from a crossbow. As long as he could escape the explosion radius, he could save his life.

Though the black-green ghostly energy appeared formidable, upon contact with the falling gray-white sparks, it dissolved without a trace, like mud sinking into the sea, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Fortunately, the descent of the Asura Sacred Fire was relatively slow, and despite the vast explosion range, Xuan Gu managed to dart out just in time, nearly escaping the affected area.

But at that very moment, a series of green lights flashed before his eyes—over a dozen green sword rays barreled toward him.

Han Li, noticing the sudden turn of events, immediately abandoned his plan to flee and instead seized the opportunity, firing numerous Green Origin Sword Beams with a flick of his fingers, precisely blocking Xuan Gu’s escape route.

Xuan Gu was both shocked and furious, cursing inwardly!

But in that instant, he had no time to dodge. Gritting his teeth, he crossed his arms in front of him in defense, emitting a thin layer of green energy to protect his body, and charged forward recklessly.

As a green beam shot toward him, he spat out a green ray from his mouth—the old demon’s treasure, the Golden Lightning Bamboo Arrow! The green ray shattered four or five beams before being blasted aside. The remaining sword beams mercilessly struck Xuan Gu’s arms.

*Thud! Thud!*… Five or six muffled impacts sounded in succession.

Xuan Gu had clearly underestimated the power of Han Li’s Green Origin Sword Beams. Though his body withstood the first four beams unharmed, the final two shattered his protective green energy and struck his true form squarely, causing his fleeing figure to stagger and retreat several steps instead of advancing.

In that moment, Xuan Gu’s soul nearly left his body! Panicked, he frantically reached into his robe as if searching for something. But a seemingly delicate, cool gray-white spark had already silently landed on his shoulder.

*Sizzle!* Gray-white flames erupted.

Without even time to scream, Xuan Gu’s figure disintegrated within the flames, turning to ashes and vanishing without a trace.