With a flash of the golden blade, a blade light over ten zhang long shot straight toward the blood sword, while the emerald-green ring let out a clear chime and transformed into a massive green phantom, also rushing to ensnare the blood sword.
“Don’t even think about it!” one of the Long Family cultivators shouted upon seeing the young woman’s actions. He slapped a white jade pendant at his waist, which shot up as a streak of white light, spinning midair before transforming into a hazy white barrier that enveloped the blood sword.
The blade light and phantom struck the barrier simultaneously, producing two thunderous booms. The white barrier trembled violently, countless runes floating out from its surface, yet it stubbornly withstood the attacks from both treasures.
The young woman’s expression shifted slightly. Without hesitation, she raised a hand and cast a spell toward the golden short blade while murmuring an incantation.
The short blade flared with radiance and slashed toward the white barrier once more.
This strike appeared light and effortless, yet an enormous blade light, over a hundred zhang long, abruptly materialized above the barrier, descending like a sky-piercing blade.
Before it even landed, the surrounding air trembled violently, emitting a piercing hum.
Anyone could see that if this blade light struck true, no matter how miraculous the white barrier was, it would be utterly unable to withstand it.
At that moment, another Long Family cultivator let out a cold snort, tearing off his robe to reveal a horrifying sight.
His seemingly ordinary upper body was covered with seven or eight fist-sized crimson ghost heads, each biting into his flesh and wriggling faintly.
The cultivator let out a sharp cry, and three of the ghost heads suddenly released their grip, vanishing into thin air.
The next instant, three bursts of yin energy erupted above the white barrier.
Within the inky black mist, three red-haired demons, each five or six zhang tall, eerily appeared.
The three demons glanced at the massive blade light in the sky. Suddenly, two of them rolled into crimson longswords, which the middle demon grasped firmly.
Yin energy swirled and surged into the demon and the two swords.
The demon let out a deafening shriek as its body swelled seven or eight times, reaching over thirty zhang in height. Raising the equally enlarged crimson demon swords, it crossed them and slashed upward at the descending blade light.
A blinding clash of red and gold erupted, accompanied by a deafening explosion!
The colossal blade light was forcibly halted by the two massive swords, each over ten zhang long.
With a shudder, the blade light shattered and dissipated.
In response, the two demon swords and the demon’s thick arms crumbled into crimson mist, which lingered without dispersing.
At that moment, a phantom swooped down in a spiral, aiming to crush the demon.
The red-haired demon remained unfazed. The crimson mist before it churned, reforming its arms and swords as if nothing had happened.
The phantom’s attack was effortlessly blocked and repelled by the swords.
From afar, the young woman’s face paled.
Gritting her teeth, she flicked her sleeve, releasing three fist-sized orbs of yellow, red, and white light. They circled once before transforming into three exotic treasures—a xiao, a qin, and a pipa—lined up side by side.
Her fingers blurred as she rapidly cast spells toward the three treasures. A surge of multicolored light erupted, merging mid-flight into a three-colored radiance that swept toward the demon.
However, before the radiance could reach its target, four bursts of yin energy exploded ahead, revealing four more red-haired demons.
They opened their mouths wide, spewing four streams of black yin energy that clashed with the three-colored radiance, locking them in a stalemate.
Startled, the young woman was about to cast another spell when a faint whoosh sounded above her. A crimson figure emerged from the void, swinging two massive sword auras downward.
The red demon that had been lingering near the white barrier had somehow torn through space and teleported above her.
With a mix of shock and fury, the young woman transformed into a golden streak, narrowly evading the attack. At the same time, she summoned the golden blade and green ring back to her side, which circled and struck at the demon above her.
The demon brandished its twin swords, defending itself fiercely.
Thus, the white-robed young woman, wielding five powerful treasures, found herself locked in battle with seven red demons, unable to spare any attention for the blood sword.
Meanwhile, Ye Chu had already unleashed over a dozen flying swords of green and yellow hues, filling the sky with sword shadows as she clashed with a swarm of demon heads summoned by two Long Family cultivators.
These demon heads, each the size of a human skull but lacking bodies, had ghastly green faces, fanged mouths, and spewed purple demonic mist, shrouding the area within a hundred zhang in a dense fog.
Ye Chu was trapped within.
Amid the miasma, demonic shadows swarmed. Despite employing several powerful techniques in succession, she couldn’t immediately break free, forced to rely on a protective green glow that clashed endlessly with the mist.
Anxious, she glanced around and saw the white-robed young woman similarly struggling. Her heart sank, but then she remembered something and turned her gaze elsewhere—only to freeze at what she saw.
Her eyes landed on Han Li, who had yet to act.
At that moment, he hovered motionless in midair, hands clasped behind his back.
However, this wasn’t due to reluctance—before him stood a black-robed woman, Xiao Hong of the Black Phoenix Clan, watching him with a faint smirk.
Han Li seemed wary, unwilling to act rashly.
“This is a human affair. Why interfere in the matters of our True Spirit Families? Are you seeking trouble?” Ye Chu barked at the woman.
“If you wish for me to leave, hand over the Heavenly Phoenix Plume. Once I have it, I’ll depart immediately,” Xiao Hong replied with a coy laugh.
“What Heavenly Phoenix Plume? I have no such thing!” Ye Chu’s expression flickered, but she denied it outright.
“Tsk, you’ve forgotten one thing—among those sent to spy on the Wood Tribe were our demon kin. Years ago, they reported that the Wood Tribe possessed three Heavenly Phoenix Plumes, used for rebirth. Otherwise, why would a Void Refinement cultivator like you infiltrate the Wood Tribe for so many years? Now, even the Young Master Ye has come to assist. You must have obtained them by now,” Xiao Hong said leisurely.
At her words, both Ye Chu and the white-robed young woman fell silent.
Xiao Hong smirked coldly before turning her gaze back to Han Li.
“Brother Han, I know your abilities are extraordinary, but defeating me won’t be easy. Why don’t we wait here and let the others decide the outcome?” she suggested.
Han Li had long observed the battles of the two women. After a brief silence, he suddenly chuckled. “I truly have no desire to fight you. But if we wait until Young Master Long completes his fusion with the True Spirit blood, I’ll be in dire straits. Out of respect for our journey here, I’ll ask you once—step aside or not?”
“I refuse,” Xiao Hong’s expression darkened, her voice turning icy.
“Good!” Han Li took a sudden step forward, his figure blurring as he crossed over twenty zhang in an instant, closing the distance to just a few zhang. He raised a hand, a finger slicing through the air without a trace of aggression.
A golden thread flashed, streaking toward Xiao Hong to cleave her in two.
This attack, seemingly simple, was the result of Han Li pushing his physical prowess to the limit, combining the Phantom Smoke Step and the Nine Changes of the Gale.
Even as a demon cultivator, Xiao Hong was startled by his ghostly movement and sudden strike.
The golden thread of sword qi was too fast for her to dodge or defend against. In desperation, she spat out a mouthful of black flames.
With a muffled thud, the flames split apart, momentarily halting the sword qi.
Seizing the brief respite, she jerked backward. The golden thread sliced off a corner of her robe as she retreated seven or eight zhang.
When she steadied herself, her eyes were wide with disbelief.
Han Li retracted the sword light and, without a word, touched his head. A surge of grayish Yuan Magnetic Light shot skyward, sweeping toward Xiao Hong at his command.
Simultaneously, his sleeve flicked, and five white skeletal skulls materialized around her, spewing five streams of differently colored frigid flames. The flames merged into a five-colored inferno, rushing toward her.
With that done, thunder rumbled behind Han Li as his Wind Thunder Wings unfurled. A flash of cyan-white lightning, and he vanished.
The next moment, he reappeared above Xiao Hong, dozens of golden lights raining down from his sleeves.
Once Han Li struck, his assault was relentless, a tempest of attacks.
Xiao Hong, barely recovered from the earlier sword strike, now faced another life-or-death crisis, her fury and panic mounting.
Instinctively, she spun in place, black flames erupting from her body to meet the five-colored inferno. She spat out an ancient black mirror, its surface emitting a torrent of dark light that blocked the incoming gray radiance.
As for the golden sword lights descending upon her, she flung a handful of white threads into the air, weaving a massive silk net for protection.
Han Li’s eyes glinted coldly. With a mental command, the dozens of sword lights multiplied into hundreds, filling the sky as they slashed downward.
The piercing screech of sword qi seemed to rend the heavens.
Xiao Hong’s face turned deathly pale.
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