The massive mountain had not yet truly crashed onto the coral reefs when a thunderous roar erupted.
Wherever the gray light passed, all the reefs trembled and disintegrated into powder. The surrounding seawater churned violently under immense pressure, forming towering waves hundreds of feet high that surged outward in all directions.
Han Li’s actions naturally alarmed a hidden cave dwelling beneath the coral reefs.
Within moments, the sea split apart, and two clouds of demonic energy—one red, one blue—shot out from below. A furious voice boomed from one of them: “Who dares cause trouble before our cave? Do you not know this is the residence of Venerable Baoguang?”
Han Li remained silent, merely flicking a finger toward the massive mountain below.
The gray radiance swirling around the mountain suddenly expanded, sweeping up both clouds of demonic energy in an instant.
After a few flashes of light, agonized screams rang out. The demons within the clouds self-destructed, turning into bloody rain before vanishing without a trace.
They were merely two sixth-grade sea beasts—Han Li couldn’t be bothered with them.
The next moment, the mountain finally struck the sea with full force.
A massive whirlpool, over a mile in diameter, twisted into existence under the power of the magnetic divine light. The surrounding waters roared like a demon, churning violently and turning the sea upside down.
Deep beneath the waves, countless fish and shrimp fled in panic, accompanied by over a dozen unknown sea beasts, each over ten feet long.
Han Li’s unrestrained display of the Magnetic Divine Mountain’s power finally provoked an enraged roar from the depths. Five black auras shot out from the edge of the whirlpool. The leading aura rolled and revealed a towering, muscular man with a fleshy protrusion on his head, clad in blue bone armor and wielding a pair of massive black hammers.
A cold smirk played on Han Li’s lips. Without waiting for the man to speak, he activated the Magnetic Divine Mountain.
The thousand-foot-tall mountain trembled and vanished. Almost simultaneously, the blue-armored man felt a shadow loom overhead. Looking up in alarm, he saw the mountain reappear directly above, descending with crushing force.
Even before it reached them, the sheer wind pressure nearly knocked him off balance.
Panicked, the man didn’t even spare a glance at Han Li. He hurled his hammers at the mountain, rolled on the ground, and transformed into a blue flood dragon over a hundred feet long, darting away in a flash.
Two dull thuds echoed as the enlarged hammers struck the mountain, failing to damage it in the slightest.
Instead, the gray light swept them up, and they plummeted uncontrollably.
The flood dragon fared no better. After flying barely thirty feet, a flash of gray light froze it in place, rendering it immobile.
Han Li expressionlessly pointed at the mountain again.
With a spin, an invisible force erupted from its base. The blue flood dragon in the gray radiance let out a terrified shriek before its body was crushed into pulp, leaving only its massive head intact.
Though flood dragons boasted some of the toughest physiques among demonic beasts, an eighth-grade sea dragon stood no chance against the Magnetic Divine Mountain.
This flood dragon hadn’t even gotten a clear look at Han Li’s face before its body was destroyed.
Yet its remnant soul, still clinging to the head, unleashed some desperate technique. The head transformed into a blinding blue light, breaking free from the gray radiance and fleeing at full speed.
At that moment, a silver firebird streaked down from the sky, colliding with the head in a flash.
Another agonized scream rang out as a tiny green dragon tried to escape from the head, but the silver flames incinerated it instantly. Only the empty head remained, floating silently in the air.
This was Han Li’s deliberate control of the Devouring Spiritual Heavenly Flame, preserving the head as a trophy.
As for the other four sea beasts in the black auras, they had already been reduced to bloody mist the moment the mountain moved, their souls obliterated without resistance.
Having wiped out five demons in one go, Han Li smiled faintly and beckoned. The flood dragon’s head flew into his palm.
He examined it briefly before storing it away in his storage bracelet with a flash of white light.
With a wave of his hand, the thousand-foot Magnetic Divine Mountain blurred and faded into nothingness.
Having retrieved the mountain, Han Li flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
But his gaze lingered on the still-churning whirlpool below. After a brief hesitation, he changed his mind.
Surrounded by cyan light, he transformed into a green streak and plunged into the whirlpool.
The sea parted before him, and within moments, he arrived before an underwater hill beneath the coral reefs.
Han Li studied the hill briefly before flicking a finger toward its midsection. A golden sword light shot out and vanished into thin air.
A deafening explosion followed. A burst of gold and blue light erupted, revealing a layer of blue radiance that shattered instantly, exposing a white coral gate embedded in the hillside.
Han Li smiled. This must be Venerable Baoguang’s cave.
Another sword flash reduced the coral gate to dust, revealing a dry, corridor-like passage inside.
Han Li’s eyes gleamed as he stepped inside.
The passage stretched nearly a hundred feet.
When he emerged into a grand hall at its end, his eyes widened slightly.
The opulent hall spanned over fifty feet, its floor paved with flawless white jade. Every few feet, thumb-sized luminous pearls adorned the walls, casting a soft glow.
From the ceiling hung a fiery red coral, radiating warmth that banished all moisture from the air.
Surprised by the extravagance, Han Li’s gaze soon settled on a rough, grayish-white stone stool at one end of the hall.
Crudely made, it resembled nothing more than a flat rock—except for its placement before an exquisitely carved jade table.
In a hall filled with dazzling treasures, the stool’s plainness stood out.
Han Li tilted his head thoughtfully and reached out with a hand, attempting to pull the stool toward him with telekinesis.
To his astonishment, the stool didn’t budge.
Frowning, he approached and pressed a finger against it.
A wave of icy cold shot up his arm, followed immediately by scorching heat.
Intrigued, Han Li placed his entire palm on the stool, feeling the alternating sensations merge into a soothing warmth.
A quick internal scan revealed no abnormalities.
His brow furrowed as golden light enveloped his body. He gripped the stool with all his strength, attempting to lift it.
Despite his fingers glowing fiercely, the stool remained rooted to the ground.
Now thoroughly shocked, Han Li placed his other hand on the stool. Both arms shimmered—one turning pitch-black, the other crystalline white.
With a surge of power, his muscles crackled like firecrackers as an immense force bore down on the stool.
A deep rumble shook the hall. The stool wobbled slightly before settling back, but the floor around it fractured into countless fissures. The jade tiles crumbled into powder, revealing a rough, black surface beneath.
“Black Iron Essence!” Han Li recognized the material instantly, his expression one of disbelief.
His attention snapped back to the unassuming stool, now partially embedded in the black ground as if fused there naturally.
Han Li exhaled slowly.
This object was extraordinary. Its weight alone surpassed anything he had ever encountered.
Even without fully activating his Vajra Demon Subduing Art, his physical strength combined with the Hundred Meridians Treasure Refining Technique had failed to lift it. The stool must weigh over a hundred thousand pounds.
If his memory served, the heaviest known material was the legendary Heavenly Profound Heavy Gold—a piece the size of a fingernail could crush a strong man.
Given its size, this stool might rival or even surpass that material in weight.
His thoughts raced, but his testing continued. A golden sword light slashed down, only to dissipate harmlessly against the stool’s surface.
Unsurprised, Han Li’s curiosity only grew.
With a flip of his hand, a small golden sword appeared, elongating into a full-sized blade.
Gripping it firmly, Han Li swung at the stool without hesitation.
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