Chapter 1906: Great Enemy

Seeing this, the high-ranking human cultivators felt a chill in their hearts and dared not pursue further.

The army of bronze puppets, under the control of some mysterious cultivators, also halted in place, unwilling to stray too far from Yitian City.

Once the demonic knights retreated near the giant ships, they immediately transformed into specks of black light and vanished inside.

After all the demonic knights had entered the ships, the rear-guarding Jialun War Demons also turned and entered several of the warships.

With a resonant hum, the numerous black giant ships trembled and swiftly shot backward, disappearing beyond the horizon in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

After this minor siege, the demonic army had unexpectedly withdrawn.

Han Li and Fairy Silverlight, observing this from a distant hilltop, exchanged bewildered glances.

“Something’s not right! Clearly, if those Jialun War Demons were deployed, they could regain the upper hand immediately. If the Venerables of the demonic race intervened, breaching the city wouldn’t be impossible!”

“Given the presence of so many elite demonic forces here, the number of demonic Venerables must be considerable. Yitian City has already lost two Grand Elders, leaving only two Body Integration cultivators. In terms of top-tier power, they’re at a clear disadvantage. Most likely, Yitian City has some hidden trump card that has caused the demons enough trouble to make them wary of committing their full strength at once,” Han Li mused thoughtfully.

“That does make sense. It seems our support mission might not be as difficult as we imagined!” Fairy Silverlight’s expression relaxed slightly.

“Not necessarily. Even if Yitian City has some formidable weapon, it’s unlikely to truly counter the demonic army. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have risked seeking help from Tianyuan City. We’ll only know the full picture once we enter the city,” Han Li said, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

“That’s all we can do. Now that the demonic army has retreated—though they’ve surely left spies to monitor the area—they won’t stop us. Let’s head there immediately. I’ve been friends with Fairy Linluan of the Tianhuang Sect for years, and I wonder how she’s faring now,” Fairy Silverlight nodded in realization.

“Agreed. This is indeed the perfect time to enter the city. Let’s go, Fairy Silverlight,” Han Li said, glancing at the human cultivators and puppet army returning to Yitian City before smiling faintly.

With that, the two soared into the air, transforming into two dazzling streaks of light—one azure, one silver—streaking toward Yitian City.

Their radiant trails, each over a hundred feet long, immediately caught the attention of the high-ranking human cultivators in the distance.

Powerful cultivators at the Void Refinement stage swept their divine senses across the approaching figures and quickly confirmed their human identities, causing a stir among them.

As the two closed half the hundred-mile distance in mere moments, a bone-chilling snort suddenly echoed from the void nearby.

“Perfect timing. Since you’ve come, stay here!”

The moment the voice faded, the surrounding heaven and earth energy churned violently, and a colossal demonic claw, as large as a hill, tore through the void, descending upon the two streaks of light with a foul stench.

The claw, hundreds of feet wide and pitch-black, spewed green flames from its fingertips, darkening the sky under its grasp.

Han Li and Fairy Silverlight, caught in the claw’s oppressive force, felt an eerie sensation of inescapability.

“Trouble! A demonic Venerable is still here!” Fairy Silverlight exclaimed, flinging her sleeves upward without hesitation.

Silver light flashed as a pair of silver hooks shot out, transforming into a white crescent moon and a crimson sun, each dozens of feet wide, roaring with wind and thunder as they struck the descending claw.

Meanwhile, Han Li raised his arm, sending a massive golden fist hurtling toward the sky.

A deafening explosion erupted, erupting in blinding radiance that shook the void, accompanied by continuous thunderous roars.

Despite Han Li’s immense physical strength—rivaling even Mahayana cultivators—he was forced back several steps, each step resounding as if treading on solid ground.

Fairy Silverlight fared worse, flung dozens of feet backward by the recoil before barely stabilizing herself midair.

And this was after Han Li had absorbed seventy to eighty percent of the claw’s force!

The sheer power of the claw left her face grim.

However, the owner of the black claw didn’t emerge unscathed. Under their combined strike, the colossal claw shattered, and a figure stumbled out from the void above.

Han Li’s eyes turned cold as he prepared to scrutinize the figure, but an inexplicable, bone-piercing chill suddenly assaulted him from behind, freezing the air around him before the attack even landed.

For an ordinary mid-Body Integration cultivator, this would have immobilized them instantly.

But Han Li, having mastered the Five-Colored Cold Flame and absorbed another unknown frigid force in the wildlands, was no less adept at handling icy energies than specialized ice cultivators.

The cold merely coated his robe in frost, leaving him otherwise unaffected.

With a slight shift of his shoulder, a green phantom surged from his back, throwing a fierce punch.

Boom!

The emerald fist collided with a snow-white flying blade, unleashing a surge of vitality and icy mist.

The blade trembled and flew back into the grasp of another figure—a gaunt, white-robed youth with an icy demeanor, whose gaze alone seemed suffocating.

The green phantom solidified into a green-robed figure identical to Han Li, its severed wrist regenerating instantly under a verdant glow.

The youth’s eyes narrowed in surprise before flashing with malice.

This green-skinned “Han Li” was none other than his Body Integration-stage spirit body, deployed at the critical moment to counter the ambush.

Yet Han Li’s expression darkened as he studied the white-robed youth.

That the enemy had crept so close undetected was a rarity since his divine sense had reached its peak.

This forced him to treat this mid-Body Integration demonic Venerable with utmost caution.

Another explosion drew his attention to Fairy Silverlight, who now wielded a silver banner, clashing with the other ambusher—a black-armored demonic giant with a blood-red tumor on his head, wielding twin bone hammers.

Her pale face and scattered gaze showed she’d suffered another setback, likely due to her incomplete recovery from their last battle—and her opponent’s formidable power.

Han Li’s heart clenched as he observed the demon, a late-Body Integration expert exuding an eerie aura, likely trained in some fearsome demonic art.

“Two of you, esteemed figures in the demon realm, resorting to such underhanded tactics—don’t you find it beneath you?” Fairy Silverlight snapped, steadying her breath.

“Tch. As long as it kills the enemy, what does the method matter? Little girl, spouting human hypocrisy to us is pointless,” the tumor-headed giant scoffed, clashing his hammers with a roar.

“Given your skills, you two must be renowned among demonic Venerables. Care to share your names?” Han Li asked calmly, eyes narrowing.

“Since you survived my strike, I’ll indulge you. I am Tielong of the Steel Bone Tribe. This is Feiya of the Ice Spirit Tribe. Since you’re Yitian City’s reinforcements, state your names,” the demonic giant growled.

“I’m just a nobody—my name won’t mean anything to you. But since your ambush failed, do you really think you can stop us now?” Han Li chuckled darkly.

As if in response, two distinct roars erupted from Yitian City, followed by two radiant streaks streaking toward them.