Chapter 1712: Throwing the Mountain

However, as the five-colored radiance enveloped his body, the surrounding space instantly became as hard as steel, and an immense force pressed down on him, rendering him completely immobile.

Five purple lightning snakes flashed out with a deafening roar, placing Han Li in immediate mortal peril.

Yet, he was no ordinary being. The pallor on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold glint in his eyes and a disdainful snort. A golden light flickered across his body as the illusory form of a three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form emerged once more.

But this time, the Dharma Form was vastly different—it shone brilliantly, as if coated in gold, resembling a gilded divine statue. This was none other than Han Li’s newly cultivated Golden Dharma Body.

At that moment, Han Li opened his mouth and spat out a black orb, which transformed into a wisp of black mist and merged into the golden body.

One of the three heads of the Dharma Form, whose eyes had previously been vacant, suddenly became animated, with a faint layer of black mist swirling across its face.

The golden figure, several zhang tall, swiftly moved to shield Han Li. As the purple lightning arcs surged forward, the golden body swung its five arms in unison.

With a series of thunderous booms, five golden beams erupted from its palms, clashing violently with the purple lightning.

Though the purple lightning was formidable, nearly half of it was shattered by the golden beams, which themselves dissipated in the process.

Under normal circumstances, Han Li could have escaped danger by having the golden body unleash another attack. However, the remaining lightning arcs gave no opportunity for a second strike.

With a sharp crackle, the purple lightning snakes reappeared right before him, striking down mercilessly.

Yet, at the critical moment, the golden body’s arms blurred and vanished, only to reappear moments later, seizing the five purple lightning arcs with golden hands that emerged from thin air.

The hands seemed to materialize out of nowhere, gripping the lightning arcs with crushing force. A series of thunderclaps later, the arcs were forcibly dispersed.

Countless sparks scattered, some striking the golden body, but they dissipated harmlessly, unable to inflict any damage.

Meanwhile, distant thunder rumbled from the five pillars as five new lightning arcs began to form, ready to strike again.

But this brief delay was enough for Han Li, who was momentarily trapped by the five-colored light barrier. Given his formidable physique and mastery of arcane arts, it was impossible for him to remain confined for long.

He swiftly chanted an incantation, and the black light of his demonic armor swirled around him. His body rapidly expanded, sprouting thick golden fur, while his eyes gleamed with blue light, and two sharp fangs protruded from his mouth.

In an instant, he transformed into a colossal golden ape, over ten zhang tall, with blue eyes, golden fur, and a fearsome visage. Yet, his cold gaze still bore traces of Han Li’s original demeanor.

The extraterrestrial demonic armor on the ape’s body also enlarged, its spikes growing to over a foot in length, gleaming with a chilling light.

This was the Mountain Giant Ape transformation from Han Li’s newly mastered “Awakening Art.”

Upon assuming this form, Han Li felt a surge of heat erupt from his dantian, coursing through his meridians and enhancing his physical strength by nearly half.

Given that his body was already extraordinarily robust, this sudden increase made him terrifyingly powerful.

Without hesitation, the golden ape unleashed its might.

With a low roar, the ape swung its massive arms upward, shattering the five-colored light barrier in an instant.

Though Han Li regained his freedom, the distant five-colored radiance surged forward again, pressing down relentlessly.

The ape swiftly gestured toward the silver firebird above while reaching out toward the black mountain nearby.

The firebird let out a clear cry before transforming into a massive fireball and plummeting toward the golden ape. Simultaneously, the black mountain vanished with a whoosh.

A deafening explosion followed as silver flames erupted around the ape, creating waves of fire that repelled the encroaching five-colored radiance.

Amid the flames, the golden ape raised its hand, and with a ripple of spatial distortion, the black mountain reappeared, effortlessly lifted by its massive palm as if it weighed nothing.

Then, Han Li did something that would have shocked any onlooker.

With a fierce glint in his eyes, the ape bent its arm, channeled its immense strength, and hurled the Black Magnetic Mountain like a mere stone.

This was no spell-driven attack—it was pure brute force.

Though the mountain hadn’t been enlarged to its full size or weight, it still weighed over a hundred thousand jin. The force of the throw created a piercing sonic boom, and the mountain shot forth like a black shadow, trailing a white hurricane in its wake.

A thick white scar appeared in the air where the mountain passed, twisting and distorting as if a spatial rift were forming.

The target of this devastating throw was one of the five purple-gold pillars.

Despite the pillar’s frantic discharge of purple lightning to intercept the incoming projectile, the black mountain ignored the attacks and smashed into it with unstoppable momentum.

A blinding explosion of black, gray, and purple light erupted, resembling a miniature sun.

The golden ape’s blue eyes pierced through the glare, and without hesitation, it reached out again, summoning the black mountain back into its grasp.

The mountain remained unscathed, a testament to its incredible durability.

Without pause, the ape roared and hurled the mountain once more, this time targeting another pillar.

Another deafening impact followed, and soon, all five pillars lay in ruins.

With their destruction, the five-colored barrier above the herb garden collapsed, consumed by the silver firebird’s flames.

The restriction had been forcibly dismantled by Han Li’s sheer might.

The golden ape then performed a hand seal, its body shrinking as the fur receded, and Han Li returned to his original form.

As he surveyed the wreckage of the pillars, a trace of astonishment flickered in his eyes.

He had only recently fused with the Mountain Giant Ape’s true blood, yet the transformation granted him such immense power—far beyond his expectations.

It seemed this form suited him better than the other spirit transformations, which merely granted additional mystical abilities or enhanced his control over natural energy.

Had he known the ape transformation would be so effective, he would have used it from the start, avoiding the earlier peril altogether.