Chapter 1662: Dharma Form and the Broken Blade

With a “pfft” sound, the azure flame ignited the demon ape’s radiant aura upon contact, instantly engulfing the desiccated corpse in raging flames.

At the same time, Han Li’s Spirit Infant sat cross-legged, forming a peculiar hand seal with one hand while closing its eyes.

Meanwhile, his physical body below remained motionless, expressionless, as if in deep meditation.

Under the Spirit Infant’s incantation, the azure infant flame burned continuously for three days and nights. Even with Han Li’s current early-stage Void Refinement cultivation, he found it increasingly taxing by the final day, the flames he exhaled noticeably weakening.

Fortunately, by the end of the third day, the secret technique was finally complete.

A sharp crack echoed from the azure infant flames, and a plume of black smoke dispersed from the fire. The seemingly intact demon ape corpse instantly turned to ashes, leaving behind only a fist-sized, glowing object within the flames.

The Spirit Infant abruptly opened its eyes, gazing intently at the shimmering object within the fire, a faint smile appearing on its face. Simultaneously, the infant flames ceased abruptly.

In a flash of golden and azure light, the Spirit Infant vanished without a trace.

The next moment, the previously motionless physical body below also opened its eyes, flicking a sleeve toward the air.

A surge of radiant light swept through, extinguishing all remaining infant flames and revealing the object within—a crystalline, blood-red substance.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, slightly bending a finger within his sleeve. A sharp whistling sound followed as a gust of wind shot out, striking the blood-red crystal in an instant.

With a crisp “clink,” the crystal shattered, releasing an extremely viscous black-red liquid.

As soon as the liquid was exposed to the air, it churned and solidified, transforming into a half-foot-tall black-red monkey.

The monkey let out a shrill cry, exuding a primal aura that even startled Han Li. In a flash of black-red light, the monkey vanished from sight.

But immediately after, a dull thud sounded from one wall of the chamber as the black-red light collided with it, only to be repelled by the restrictive formations.

The black-red light flickered, reforming into the monkey shape before darting wildly in another direction.

By then, Han Li, already prepared, flipped his hand, revealing a slender-necked jade vial glowing with white light.

Tossing it into the air, the vial spun, its opening aligning upward as faint white radiance shimmered within.

With a “pfft,” a cluster of white threads sprayed out, swiftly ensnaring the black-red monkey midair before retracting, effortlessly drawing it into the vial.

Han Li exhaled deeply, raising his arm to summon the vial. With a slight tremble, it descended silently into his palm.

He extended his spiritual sense into the vial, and after a moment, a flash of excitement crossed his eyes.

“Good, very good. This is indeed the true spirit blood of the Mountain Giant Ape. I never expected the newly refined essence to be so pure. Once refined, the transformed ape form might surpass even the Heavenly Peng transformation,” Han Li murmured to himself, pleased. With his other hand, he grasped the air, summoning a golden and silver talisman, which he swiftly affixed to the vial’s mouth before carefully storing it away.

Though he had extracted the true spirit blood, absorbing and refining it immediately was out of the question.

After days of exhausting his infant flames to refine the demon ape corpse, his vitality and spiritual power were significantly depleted. He needed to restore his energy first.

Consuming several pills and retrieving two spirit stones from his storage bracelet, Han Li calmly entered meditation.

A day later, when he stirred from his trance, his mana had fully recovered.

Feeling the surging purity of his restored energy, he smiled and flipped his palm, revealing a half-foot-long golden blade fragment—the suspected Profound Heavenly Treasure obtained from the demon ape.

At the time of acquisition, he had been too rushed to examine it closely, and during his journey back to Cloud City with Xianxian, he hadn’t dared to reveal it.

Now, Han Li traced the uneven rune-like patterns on the blade’s surface, deep in thought.

He scanned it repeatedly with his spiritual sense, but like the Profound Heavenly Fruit, his probing was repelled by a mysterious force. Moreover, the blade emitted no spiritual energy, appearing as nothing more than a mundane scrap of metal.

Yet this unremarkable fragment had once unleashed astonishing power. Had the Profound Heavenly Fruit not been reactivated to form the Profound Heavenly Sword, he might have perished under its strike.

Recalling the blade’s terrifying might, Han Li’s eyes flashed with blue light as he activated his Clear Sight Spirit Eyes for a closer inspection.

Indeed, his spirit vision allowed him to peer inside the blade, revealing countless grain-sized golden runes but nothing else.

Han Li raised an eyebrow, unsure whether the blade had always been this way or if it had transformed under the influence of his Dharma Form’s power.

But after a moment’s contemplation, he chuckled.

Regardless of the blade’s original state, its significance to him lay in its potential as a trump card.

Though he had once used his Dharma Form’s power to reactivate the Profound Heavenly Fruit without severe consequences, the absorption of a significant portion of his Dharma Form’s energy was still a heavy toll, requiring considerable time to recover.

Moreover, the Profound Heavenly Fruit had resealed itself within his arm, remaining unsummonable at will. There was no guarantee it would activate again in future battles.

He had never intended to stake his life on such an unreliable trump card, no matter how unfathomably powerful it was, even if it had saved him twice.

Compared to the Profound Heavenly Sword, this blade fragment might pale in power, but its activation cost was far lower, making it more controllable.

With this in mind, Han Li’s eyes shimmered with blue light as he prepared to test it.

He tossed the golden blade fragment into the air, forming hand seals as his body erupted in golden light, scales emerging across his skin.

A ten-foot-tall golden Dharma Form materialized behind him—three-headed and six-armed, radiant and imposing.

At first glance, the Dharma Form seemed unchanged, but upon closer inspection, its body appeared fuzzier, its golden glow slightly dimmer.

As soon as the Holy Buddha Demon Dharma Form appeared, one of its arms reached out, seizing the golden blade fragment midair.

Han Li took a deep breath and activated the technique with a mental command.

The Dharma Form blazed with golden light, illuminating the entire chamber as countless golden specks materialized in the surrounding void.

Witnessing this phenomenon, Han Li’s eyebrow twitched. With a low shout, the Dharma Form gently flicked the golden blade in its grasp.

A piercing shriek erupted as all the Dharma Form’s golden energy surged into the blade. Simultaneously, the golden specks in the void trembled, transforming into runes of varying sizes.

These runes swirled briefly before shooting toward the blade like golden streaks, vanishing into it.

The blade was engulfed in blinding golden light, its shriek abruptly silenced.

Meanwhile, the Dharma Form’s size visibly shrank.

But moments later, the golden light receded, revealing the blade—now fully restored, its surface adorned with three faint golden runes.

Han Li gazed up at the blade, sensing its overwhelming spiritual pressure and the rapid drain on his mana, yet a smile tugged at his lips.

Indeed, he could control this treasure through his Dharma Form. Though it still absorbed some of his energy, the cost was manageable.

Narrowing his eyes, Han Li scrutinized the three golden runes on the blade.

They resembled the script on the Profound Heavenly Sword—Golden Seal Script.

“Golden Seal Script… This is indeed another Profound Heavenly Treasure,” Han Li murmured, unsurprised.

But then he sensed something amiss, his gaze snapping back to the three-headed, six-armed Dharma Form. Though the golden energy no longer surged into the blade, a trickle continued to flow.

This Profound Heavenly fragment, once formed, persistently siphoned the Dharma Form’s essence.

Slightly taken aback, Han Li frowned before pointing at the Dharma Form.

The Dharma Form’s arm moved, releasing the golden blade. Its two clearer faces opened their mouths simultaneously, exhaling a golden gust that enveloped the blade.

With a thunderous boom, the blade’s upper half dissolved into golden mist, swept back into the Dharma Form.

After absorbing the golden mist, the Dharma Form swelled slightly, regaining its original size.

Meanwhile, the golden blade reverted to its fragmented state, plummeting from the air.

Han Li waved a hand, and the blade vanished midair.

With this terrifying Profound Heavenly fragment now under his control, it became another trump card—one he would guard carefully.

Having secured two extraordinary treasures, Han Li was immensely satisfied. But his gains from the Demon Mountain Range didn’t end there.

After a brief pause, he flicked his sleeve, releasing two more objects that hovered before him.