The foreigner who spoke later naturally became furious upon hearing the words of the old man and the woman ahead. Without further ado, he let out a sharp whistle.
The four war chariots emitted a buzzing sound and converged into a single vehicle. In a flash of light, a massive, unfamiliar chariot several times larger than before emerged.
This chariot was over ten zhang long, diamond-shaped, and featured a monstrous head at its front—neither quite a flood dragon nor a python. As soon as the colossal chariot appeared, colorful light shimmered around it, revealing two pairs of slender, dragonfly-like wings.
The woman and the old man ahead were both startled at the sight.
“Run!” The old man, still kind-hearted, shouted a warning to Qu’er behind him before abruptly changing his flight path. Merging his escape light with the woman’s, they shot away at twice their previous speed.
Almost simultaneously, the four wings of the war chariot flapped, and the monstrous head at its front flashed red in its eyes. With a “whoosh,” it vanished from its original position.
Alerted by the old man, Qu’er sensed the scene behind her with her spiritual sense. Panicking, she activated a secret technique, her body glowing white as she tried to accelerate at the cost of her true essence. But it was already too late.
A spatial ripple appeared above, and a blurry green light shot out from the void. A strange laugh echoed as a massive claw, several zhang in size, emerged from the green light and grabbed downward at the fleeing figure.
Though Qu’er was not their primary target, the pursuers had no intention of letting her go, intending to eliminate her as well.
The girl within the white light paled, gritted her teeth, and formed a hand seal. Instantly, hundreds of gleaming thin blades shot from her body, swarming toward the giant claw.
A surprised “Huh?” came from the chariot, but the claw showed no hesitation. Instead, a surge of green light erupted from its palm, accompanied by a thunderous roar, scattering most of the blades. The five fingers still descended like colossal pillars.
“Ah!” The girl stared at the sky-obscuring claw, her face drained of color.
She knew full well that her abilities were no match for such a terrifying attack.
At this critical moment, a cold snort echoed from the nearby void!
The sound was soft, yet somehow reached everyone’s ears clearly. A silver flash followed, and a massive silver seal, spanning an acre in size, abruptly appeared in midair.
Amidst the roar of wind and thunder, the seal smashed into the giant claw.
With a deafening “Boom!” the claw, despite its immense size, was utterly obliterated under the impact of the mountain-like seal, vanishing as if melted by spring sunlight.
“Who dares interfere with the affairs of the Rong Clan?!” A furious roar erupted from the green light, which dissipated to reveal the diamond-shaped chariot, its slender, transparent wings trembling slightly.
Standing on the chariot were four figures enveloped in green light. At first glance, they resembled humans, but upon closer inspection, they were vastly different—covered in emerald-green bristles, with heads resembling savage jackals, sending chills down the spine of anyone who saw them.
“Since you attacked my servant, why not test my newly acquired treasure?” A man’s icy voice emerged from the void.
A figure flashed, and a young man with crystalline wings on his back appeared in midair. Raising his hand, a gleaming silver ruler materialized.
It was none other than Han Li, who had just traversed the void using his Wind Thunder Wings. The silver seal he had unleashed earlier was none other than the transformed Heavenly Seal.
With his greatly enhanced cultivation, the power of this treasure in his hands was far beyond its previous state, allowing him to effortlessly shatter the foreigner’s conjured claw.
Now fully recovered in strength and having mastered the incantation for the Primordial Ruler, Han Li had no fear of the four foreigners before him. Seeing them attack Qu’er, his killing intent flared. With a flick of his wrist, the Primordial Ruler hummed softly in his grasp, countless ruler shadows surging forth and engulfing his figure.
“Thank you, Master, for saving me!”
“Eh? Fellow Daoist Han!”
Two voices rang out simultaneously—one Qu’er’s joyful gratitude, the other the old man’s startled exclamation.
Han Li’s expression shifted slightly as he glanced toward the halted escape light ahead. The woman and the old man had now revealed themselves.
The old man looked somewhat familiar, but the woman was instantly recognizable—she was none other than “Lady Yue,” who had led a team with him into the Lunar Realm back in Cloud City.
Though usually calm and composed, even she showed a flicker of surprise upon seeing Han Li. The old man, meanwhile, visibly relaxed.
For him, an additional ally meant their chances of survival had greatly increased, even if they still couldn’t defeat the Rong Clan members. He clearly remembered that Han Li had led another team—perhaps other Tianyun allies were nearby.
Han Li was also slightly surprised but merely nodded faintly at the two before the ruler shadows before him howled toward the four foreigners.
A silver tide, seemingly endless, surged forth with overwhelming momentum!
The four Rong Clan members on the chariot were startled. Two of them acted without hesitation.
One flipped his hand, summoning a pitch-black banner. With a shake, countless black tendrils shot skyward.
The other spat out a green bronze mirror, which spun and expanded to several feet in size. A flash of green light later, torrents of emerald flames erupted from its surface.
The remaining two on the chariot coldly observed Han Li, evidently confident their companions could handle the attack.
Han Li’s lips twitched as his grip on the Primordial Ruler tightened, his pure spiritual power flooding into the treasure like a raging river.
The previously indistinct ruler shadows solidified into countless half-foot-long silver rulers, crackling with lightning and silver arcs.
A thunderous roar erupted as the silver rulers surged into the black tendrils and green flames, obliterating them with ease and swiftly gaining the upper hand.
“Oh? Quite the technique,” one of the idle Rong Clan members frowned, flicking his sleeve toward Han Li. A red flash later, a crimson orb shot forth.
The orb swelled to the size of a human head, its surface roiling with fiery runes as clouds of flame materialized around it.
Han Li narrowed his eyes at the sight. A pitch-black hand reached into the void.
“Poof!” A black mountain, several zhang tall, appeared above the giant orb and plummeted downward.
The foreigner who had just summoned the orb was startled—his treasure wasn’t meant for direct clashes. Hastily, he activated a spell.
The massive red orb shimmered, splitting into over a dozen identical illusions before scattering in all directions.
Han Li’s eyes flashed blue as he pointed at the mountain from afar. The black peak vanished in a swirl of gray light.
The next instant, it reappeared above one of the orbs and crashed down like lightning.
“Boom!” Gray and red lights clashed briefly before the orb shattered into a dissipating cloud of flames.
“You dare destroy my treasure?!” The foreigner, now both shocked and enraged, shook his shoulders, sending over a dozen crimson streaks shooting toward Han Li.
Han Li sneered, altering the incantation he had been channeling.
The silver rulers, which had been overwhelming the black tendrils and green flames, abruptly converged into a single point, forming a massive silver ruler several zhang long.
Meanwhile, the crimson streaks reached Han Li in a flash.
With a sweep of his black hand, a gray barrier materialized before him. The streaks plunged into it, only to be halted by swirling gray light, revealing themselves as a dozen crimson flying knives spinning helplessly in place.
At the same time, Han Li tightened his grip on the Primordial Ruler and slashed it through the air.
The distant giant silver ruler emitted a dragon-like roar before hurtling toward the chariot with terrifying force.
The remaining two Rong Clan members naturally wouldn’t let it strike unimpeded. They immediately activated their own treasures.
The black tendrils transformed into a vast net, blocking the path below, while the mirror spewed a thick green beam directly at the ruler.
A muffled “Boom!” echoed as the giant ruler blurred—only to be effortlessly dispersed by the green beam, its earlier might vanishing like paper.
The banner and mirror wielders were stunned.
But at that moment, the last Rong Clan member, who had remained silent until now, suddenly shouted, “Watch out!”
He slashed his hand through the air, sending a gray sword light toward the chariot’s roof.
Meanwhile, the silver ruler, now faintly visible, silently reappeared in the void.
A bizarre scene unfolded.
The gray sword light passed straight through the ruler as if it were an illusion.
In the next instant, the silver ruler materialized above the banner-wielding foreigner and descended like a thunderbolt.
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