The sword formation was set up in a matter of moments. With a surge of Han Li’s magic power, an astonishing spiritual pressure erupted from all directions, soaring into the sky.
Immediately, centered around the colossal blood-red sword, countless gleaming golden threads appeared at the edges of a hundred-zhang diameter area, faintly flickering as they slowly converged toward the center.
Seeing this, the Long Family’s dual cultivators, though unaware of the Great Geng Sword Formation’s origins, felt a chill in their hearts.
After exchanging a glance, the cultivator controlling the blood book suddenly formed hand seals. The blood book in the air flipped several pages in succession, and from it, ten crimson demonic shadows shot out with a whooshing sound, streaking toward Han Li.
Though they doubted Han Li had the means to destroy the blood sword, they had no intention of letting him attack it unimpeded.
The crimson demonic shadows were blurry and indistinct, their bodies flickering with red light as they materialized near Han Li. However, Han Li, already prepared, let out a cold snort, rubbed his hands together, and then flung them outward.
A series of thunderclaps erupted as over a dozen golden lightning arcs shot out unexpectedly, flashing and instantly striking the crimson shadows.
Most of the demonic shadows wailed and were obliterated in the golden light, while the remaining few screamed and fled back.
These demonic shadows, being creatures driven by a Void Refinement cultivator, were formidable against ordinary cultivators—immune to blades, fire, or water, making them a nightmare for most. However, their dense demonic aura made them vulnerable to Han Li’s Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning.
Of course, this was also because Han Li’s cultivation had advanced significantly, making his divine lightning far more potent than during his time in the human realm. Otherwise, these shadows might have withstood a single strike from his Nascent Soul-stage lightning.
Han Li’s display of power shocked the other four combatants once more.
This time, before the Long Family cultivators could react, the Soul-Consuming Beast beside Han Li snorted, and a burst of azure light swept out, counterattacking the seven red-haired fiends battling the white-robed maiden.
Though these fiends were powerful, they were no match for the Formless Ghost King. Three were instantly reduced to red mist, swallowed by the beast’s light, while the other four, sensing danger, teleported away to a hundred zhang, narrowly escaping.
Freed from the fight, the white-robed maiden glanced at the blood sword surrounded by golden threads and the Long Family duo, then decisively joined Ye Chu’s battle with her five treasures.
The Long Family cultivators, already barely holding Ye Chu at bay with their combined efforts, now found themselves overwhelmed as the maiden’s five treasures merged with Ye Chu’s azure spiritual light, forcing the purple miasma back.
Forced to focus on their immediate threat, the duo summoned a red drum and a blue iron ruler.
The drum’s beats conjured swarms of crimson ghost wasps from the miasma, buzzing forward in a frenzy, while the iron ruler sliced open the void, releasing a massive octopus-like demon with eight tentacles lashing at Ye Chu and the maiden.
Thus, the Long Family duo barely stabilized their situation.
Meanwhile, the Soul-Consuming Beast pursued the four escaped fiends, their aerial chase preventing an immediate resolution.
With the Long Family distracted, Han Li focused on the Great Geng Sword Formation.
Unhindered, he was confident the formation could handle the blood sword.
The formation’s true power emerged as the dense golden threads converged, clashing with the sword.
The metallic screech of countless threads cutting into the sword filled the air.
The blood sword flashed wildly, its crimson and golden lights intertwining as sword beams shot from its sides, resisting the threads. But soon, the sword let out a long cry and attempted to flee the formation.
However, the sky was thick with even more golden threads. After rising a few zhang, the sword was violently repelled, forced back into the formation.
Left to fend for itself, the sword could only endure the formation’s assault. Despite its spiritual treasure might, without a wielder, it couldn’t hold out long.
Soon, the sword’s glow dimmed under the relentless cutting, emitting mournful cries.
The golden threads seemed endless, growing finer and brighter, amplifying the formation’s power.
Watching from afar, the Long Family duo panicked, employing secret arts to command their fiends and demons against Han Li. But the white-robed maiden and Ye Chu, elated, unleashed their full power, pinning down the duo and their minions.
While defeating the Long Family pair outright was difficult, merely restraining them was manageable.
Thus, despite their fury, the duo had no choice but to focus on their immediate foes.
As the Blood Crystal Maha Sword’s glow neared extinction, Long Dong’s voice, laced with suppressed rage, echoed in Han Li’s ears:
“Brother Han, do you truly intend to ruin my plans? Destroy this sword, and you make an eternal enemy of the Long Family. Do you think the Ye Family can protect you forever?”
Han Li ignored him, continuing to channel the formation.
“If you spare me, whatever the Ye Family offered, I’ll double it,” Long Dong pleaded.
Han Li smirked coldly, unmoved.
Seeing his words futile, Long Dong fell silent. The blood sword in the formation hung motionless, enduring the golden threads’ onslaught.
As its last glow faded, thin cracks spread across the sword’s surface. Though shallow individually, their sheer number left the sword riddled with wounds, on the verge of destruction.
Han Li paused, then suddenly recalled something, his face paling as he shouted and transformed into a green streak, fleeing the formation.
Almost simultaneously, dragon roars and phoenix cries erupted from the sword before it exploded in a deafening blast.
A blinding white sun emerged, countless white rays shooting outward.
The golden threads shattered upon contact, and within moments, the sun expanded to hundreds of zhang, engulfing even the distant battles.
The four combatants, though farther away, barely escaped via teleportation.
The self-destruction of a top-tier Heaven-Connecting Spiritual Treasure could force even a Body Integration cultivator to retreat.
Had Han Li not fled in time, he’d have been obliterated.
Now, hundreds of zhang away, he stared pale-faced at the explosion.
Though he’d recalled most of his flying swords, a dozen were slightly damaged by the blast, requiring future refinement.
Only the Emerald Swarm Sword’s rare materials saved them from total destruction.
Yet Han Li’s eyes, glowing blue, remained fixed ahead.
Where others saw only blinding light, he discerned movement. Suddenly, his wings flared, and he vanished as a pale lightning bolt.
Reappearing elsewhere, his jade-like hand reached downward.
Five bone rings flickered on his fingers before vanishing, replaced by five streams of extreme cold flame, enveloping the area below.
With a *pfft*, a foot-long blood shadow materialized—a crimson five-clawed dragon, clutching a mangled blood phoenix in its jaws.
The phoenix, missing a third of its body, lay lifeless.
The dragon, caught in the cold flames, moved sluggishly, its stealthy escape foiled by Han Li’s Spirit Eyes.
With a cold glint, Han Li summoned the flames, trapping the dragon tightly.
Then, he spat out a blue light carrying the Void Sky Cauldron.
Activating the treasure-controlling spell, the cauldron enlarged, its lid flying open as countless azure threads shot out, ensnaring the blood dragon below.
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