The young man from the Horned Serpent Clan naturally had no idea, but Han Li himself was overjoyed.
Although he knew that the Vajra Physique, after being tempered by the mysterious energy, would be vastly different from before, he hadn’t expected that a casual test would reveal such immense divine abilities—it could directly seize the opponent’s treasures!
Though this seizure was somewhat unexpected and the seized item wasn’t the opponent’s life-bound treasure, it was still astonishing.
Suppressing his joy, Han Li slapped the top of his head with one hand.
With a *whoosh*, a ball of black light flew out from his skull and, in a flash, merged into the golden body.
The golden body’s eyes flickered with black light, and then it swayed before vanishing into the azure light curtain.
Han Li then suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a silver flame, which disappeared into the light curtain in a flash.
Inside the sword formation, the golden-horned youth, initially furious, was rapidly forming hand seals to recall the silver ruler. However, upon noticing the golden body and Han Li’s actions, his expression turned grave, and he abruptly regained his composure.
He exhaled deeply, dispersed his hand seals, and let out a loud shout. With a shake of his shoulders, a towering blue Dharma Form emerged behind him.
This Dharma Form stood over fifty feet tall, its body covered in scales, its eyes blood-red, and its head and limbs adorned with dense, horn-like bone spikes, giving it an exceptionally ferocious appearance.
Even more alarming, the Dharma Form held two bizarre treasures in its hands.
One was a long-handled hammer with three monstrous heads embedded in its head.
The other was a triangular shield, smooth as a mirror, from which billowing crimson flames surged forth.
The youth himself narrowed his eyes, forming a strange hand seal with one hand while chanting solemnly.
Clearly, upon realizing that Han Li’s abilities far exceeded his expectations, the Horned Serpent youth abandoned any remaining complacency and began to take the battle seriously.
However, since he was still trapped within the Spring Thunder Sword Formation, Han Li had no intention of letting him cast spells undisturbed.
A cold glint flashed across Han Li’s face as he intensified his sword incantation.
Within the azure light curtain surrounding the sword formation, countless green lotuses surged forth, transforming into countless lotus shadows that swirled and danced toward the formation.
In an instant, the entire sword formation was filled with swirling green lotuses—some budding, others blooming. Even more mysteriously, as these lotuses appeared, a rich floral fragrance permeated the formation, making the scene seem both real and illusory. A single misstep could trap one in this mesmerizing beauty.
However, the golden-horned youth, far from being entranced, immediately recognized the hidden lethality within the lotuses. His expression darkened as the blue Dharma Form behind him shook the long-handled hammer toward the descending lotuses.
The three monstrous heads embedded in the hammer opened their eyes and mouths simultaneously.
A white gale, crimson flames, and silver arcs surged forth from the hammer in unison.
The flames rode the wind, and the wind amplified the silver arcs, merging into a three-colored tidal wave that roared toward the sky.
At the same time, the swirling green lotuses shimmered with azure light, transforming into countless sword shadows that rained down like a storm.
The sword light clashed with the three-colored wave.
Though the long-handled hammer was an exceedingly rare treasure, the seventy-two Emerald Swarm Swords, empowered by Han Li’s enhanced cultivation and the sword formation, far surpassed their capabilities during his early Void Refinement stage.
Even mere sword shadows unleashed by the swords were no less potent than actual flying blades. Under this torrential assault, the three-colored wave was forced into retreat, unable to hold its ground.
The youth frowned slightly but quickly snorted coldly.
The blue Dharma Form raised its arm and hurled the triangular shield into the air.
The shield, clearly fire-attribute, spun and transformed into a massive fire cloud, roaring upward.
As the fire cloud churned, countless fist-sized fireballs and crimson light streaks surged forth. Many sword shadows were instantly incinerated upon contact with the true flames within the cloud.
The temperature within the formation soared to unbearable heights, as if one were standing inside a furnace.
With the combined might of the fire cloud and the three-colored wave, the youth’s defenses became impenetrable. Despite the relentless storm of sword light, not a single attack breached his defenses.
At that moment, the azure light curtain behind the youth parted, and a massive golden hand reached out like a fan.
Before the hand even closed, its fingers emitted sharp *whooshing* sounds, and an immense force pressed down on the Horned Serpent youth.
The youth felt the air tighten around him, as if turned to steel, binding him tightly. Despite his struggles, he couldn’t move an inch.
The golden hand flashed above his head and mercilessly grabbed downward.
Simultaneously, silver light flickered on the other side of the light curtain as a silver firebird, ten feet long, spread its wings and charged forth, spewing a torrent of silver flames.
Faced with this dire situation, the Horned Serpent youth showed no panic. Instead, a cold smile curled his lips as he ceased his chant and spat out a seven-colored flame.
Amidst swirling seven-colored light, a small, snow-white bell materialized.
With a clear, melodious chime—*ding*—an unbelievable scene unfolded.
The moment the chime reached Han Li’s ears outside the formation, his consciousness wavered, and the surroundings blurred. Suddenly, he found himself upside down, his feet pointing skyward.
Not only that, but the entire sword formation and everything within it underwent bizarre distortions.
The sword light, originally descending, veered off course and struck the azure light curtain with thunderous force.
Meanwhile, the golden hand, moments away from crushing the youth’s skull, found its target replaced. The golden-horned youth vanished, and in his place, the silver firebird appeared ten yards away. The golden hand seized several of the bird’s long fire plumes instead.
With a *whoosh*, the silver flames surged back, engulfing the golden hand.
As for the silver flames the bird had originally spat out, they vanished without a trace.
Han Li was stunned but quickly regained his footing.
Another chime rang out, and the entire sword formation seemed to buckle under some mysterious force. The azure light curtain twisted and shattered into fragments.
As the light faded, the surrounding space trembled, revealing the seventy-two azure flying swords.
The Spring Thunder Sword Formation had been broken with shocking ease.
The golden body and the silver firebird stood dumbfounded, momentarily at a loss.
This sight horrified Han Li. What kind of treasure was that bell, capable of the legendary Heaven-and-Earth Reversal technique? When the bell chimed, he had sensed a trace of law power within it.
“Could this treasure be…?” Han Li’s expression shifted rapidly, but he quickly regained his composure. His pupils flashed with blue light as he scanned the surrounding hundred-yard radius.
His gaze soon locked onto an empty spot. Dark energy gathered between his brows, and a pitch-black third eye emerged.
A thumb-thick beam of black light shot forth and vanished into the void.
With a *boom*, the golden-horned youth stumbled out of thin air, looking somewhat disheveled.
“Destruction Eye!” the youth exclaimed upon seeing the third demonic eye between Han Li’s brows.
Now clad in blue armor, the youth steadied himself and waved his sleeve. Blue light flashed behind him as the massive Dharma Form reappeared, wielding its two treasures.
The youth reached out, and the small white bell materialized in his hand amid seven-colored light.
As soon as he grasped the bell, his fear vanished, replaced by a calculating gaze fixed on Han Li.
Han Li remained expressionless, summoning the golden body and the silver firebird with a gesture. Both flickered and reappeared beside him in an instant.
At the same time, the seventy-two azure flying swords hovering in the air trembled and, without warning, shot toward the Horned Serpent youth as dozens of cold beams.
The *whooshing* sounds had barely registered before the seventy-two sword lights teleported in front of the youth, slashing down chaotically.
The speed of the Emerald Swarm Swords made the golden-horned youth’s eyelids twitch, but he ignored the onslaught, merely flicking the small bell with a finger.
*Ding.* Rings of white waves surged from the bell, meeting the sword lights.
Upon contact, the sword lights flickered and reverted to their original foot-long forms before being silently crushed into nothingness by the waves.
Han Li’s expression remained calm, but his pupils constricted sharply.
His spirit eye had seen clearly—the “white waves” were actually bands of countless fine spatial cracks, appearing and disappearing under the bell’s control.
Unlike ordinary spatial cracks, these were manipulated by the bell, forming and vanishing in rapid succession.
No matter how sharp the Emerald Swarm Swords were, they stood no chance against the cutting force of spatial power, hence their instantaneous destruction.
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