Seeing this, Han Li naturally had no time to consider the matters of the Mulan people any further. With a light exhale, he flicked his sleeve, and a ball of silver flames shot out, transforming in a flash into a silver firebird.
As soon as the firebird appeared, it let out a low cry and rapidly expanded in size, quickly becoming as massive as the purple peacock. With a flap of its wings, it surged forward, trailing rolling silver flames to meet the opposing purple firecloud.
Before the two colossal firebirds could collide, their differently colored fireclouds clashed first.
The two firebirds then flickered and engaged in close combat, tearing at each other.
Amidst continuous screeches, two dazzling fireballs of different colors flickered beneath the fireclouds—sometimes crashing together with thunderous explosions, sometimes silently chasing one another.
The interweaving of purple clouds and silver flames illuminated half the sky, while waves of scorching heat radiated outward in all directions.
At this moment, golden light flashed violently higher in the sky, and thousands of golden flames appeared above Han Li before plummeting down with overwhelming force.
Unfazed, Han Li formed a single-handed seal, and a sword hum resonated from within his body. Seventy-two small azure swords shot out from various parts of his body, swirling in the air before each conjuring over a dozen identical sword projections.
Han Li flicked his sleeve toward the sky and uttered, “Break!”
The azure sword projections above him buzzed in unison, densely shooting upward.
Each golden flame was split in two by a flash of azure light, then utterly shattered as the cold gleam intensified.
Seeing this from afar, Elder Yi’s expression darkened, but his hands swiftly formed an esoteric seal. The thousands of mirrors behind him trembled slightly, emitting blinding golden light.
Above Han Li, countless points of spiritual light flashed wildly, accompanied by sharp hissing sounds.
The shattered fragments of golden flames flickered and bizarrely transformed into countless golden streaks, raining down like arrows.
“Good timing!”
Instead of being alarmed, Han Li laughed heartily and pointed a finger at the sword projections in the sky.
All the sword projections trembled before vanishing without a trace.
The next moment, dazzling azure light erupted above Han Li as countless sword projections reappeared, converging into a massive azure lotus spanning an acre.
With a slight rotation, the lotus unleashed a torrent of sword shadows, crisscrossing with sword energy to form an impenetrable defense.
The golden streaks, like a rain of arrows, plunged into the sword energy, erupting in bursts of light. Most were blocked midair, while a few pierced through—only to be silently absorbed by the azure sword lotus without a trace.
But then—whoosh!
Three silver arrows, several feet long, materialized before Han Li, poised to pierce through his face like lightning.
Han Li let out a soft “Hmm,” but his expression remained unchanged. He raised an arm, his finger turning purple-gold as he flicked it three times.
Three explosive booms rang out!
His fingers struck the tips of the silver streaks with pinpoint accuracy. The light dimmed, revealing three silver arrows that halted midair before being flung back at even greater speed, vanishing into the void.
Moments later, three dull thuds echoed in the distance as three of the dozen silver-armored warriors were struck in the head, toppling over before dissipating into silver motes.
Elder Yi’s face twisted in shock. He immediately began chanting and rapidly tapped the silver scroll before him.
One after another, incantation seals vanished into the scroll, which flickered wildly as faint runes appeared on its surface.
The remaining silver warriors expanded in size, doubling in stature, yet their movements became lightning-fast. In a few leaps, they appeared near Han Li, weapons raised as they charged without hesitation.
Blades, swords, and halberds flashed as terrifying sword energy and blade auras surged toward Han Li.
With a disdainful smirk, Han Li muttered, “Petty tricks,” and casually waved a hand before him.
A gray mist materialized into a barrier.
The seemingly overwhelming sword energy and blade auras struck the barrier, only to vanish without a trace, as if swallowed by mud.
Yet at that moment, the silver warriors blurred and instantly teleported right before Han Li, their weapons slashing down like lightning.
Before the blades could land, chilling gleams of light descended, threatening to cleave the gray barrier apart.
A cold glint flashed in Han Li’s eyes. Without moving, the gray mist solidified into a tangible force, repelling the chilling gleams.
Then, the gray barrier hummed and surged forward like a tidal wave, crashing down.
The silver warriors reacted swiftly, retreating with their weapons raised.
But from within the gray wave, countless light threads shot out, piercing through the warriors in an instant before coiling around them, binding them tightly.
The gray wave engulfed them, leaving no room for resistance.
From afar, Elder Yi’s eyes gleamed with malice. He suddenly spat out a wisp of vital essence, which vanished into the scroll. The artifact spun wildly.
Simultaneously, the trapped silver warriors glowed brightly before exploding with terrifying force.
The shockwaves surged within the gray mist, threatening to tear it apart.
A flicker of surprise crossed Han Li’s eyes. He extended a hand from his sleeve, fingers splayed as he pressed down on the gray barrier.
A muffled boom!
The explosion within the mist was suppressed by an overwhelming force, dimming before scattering into silver motes.
Han Li then glanced upward, where the silver firebird and the purple peacock were still locked in fierce combat.
Neither was a physical entity, and both wielded profound spiritual flames. Determining a true victor would clearly take time.
Han Li narrowed his eyes, withdrawing his gaze before coldly addressing Elder Yi:
“Enough with these probing tricks. Since you refuse to use your true abilities, take one of my attacks first.”
With that, he formed a seal, and golden light flashed behind him as a three-headed, six-armed golden Dharma Form emerged.
As soon as it materialized, all three heads opened their eyes, and the six arms blurred as they punched the void.
Thunderous booms erupted as six golden orbs, each a zhang in diameter, shot out from the Dharma Form.
With a roar, the six orbs hurtled toward Elder Yi with overwhelming force.
The elder snorted and flicked a finger toward the void behind him.
The countless golden mirrors hanging behind him hummed, each emitting an extremely fine golden thread from their surfaces.
The threads converged before him, forming an enormous golden net.
With a command, the net trembled before sweeping forward to ensnare the six golden orbs, its threads gleaming brilliantly as if intending to capture them all.
Yet, just before contact, Han Li’s expression turned severe. He uttered, “Void-Piercing Golden Light,” and pointed from afar.
The six golden orbs blurred and merged into a single golden vortex.
As soon as it appeared, the vortex spun rapidly, spewing countless five-colored runes from its center while unleashing a tremendous suction force.
Despite its own profound nature, the golden net couldn’t withstand the pull. With a mournful cry, it was sucked in and shredded to pieces.
Elder Yi gasped and slapped a jade pendant at his waist.
The pendant let out a long cry, transforming into a white flood dragon that lunged at the vortex with claws bared.
The golden vortex emitted Buddhist chants as more runes surged forth, swiftly drawing the flood dragon inside.
Moments later, a thunderous boom echoed from the vortex, and the jade pendant at the elder’s waist silently crumbled to dust.
Now, Elder Yi’s face truly paled.
Yet as the golden vortex rolled closer, unimpeded, he suddenly regained his composure. His hands formed a seal, and a resonant hum sounded behind him as five-colored light erupted from his back.
The radiant hues swirled once before sweeping across the void.
With a soft pop, the golden vortex vanished without a trace.
“Five-Colored Divine Light! You’re from the Five Radiance Clan of the Feiling Race!” Han Li, though having suspected as much, couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
“Hah! I didn’t expect you to recognize my heritage at a glance. Very well, I’ll drop the pretense and show you the true might of the Five-Colored Divine Light!” Elder Yi, initially startled by Han Li’s recognition, soon grinned savagely.
With that, he rolled on the spot.
A thunderclap split the sky as a five-colored halo unfurled, revealing a peacock several zhang in size.
It raised its head, coldly eyeing Han Li with crystalline glints in its eyes—a gaze so frigid it seemed to freeze one’s very soul.
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