Although Han Li had not expected to kill the old demon so easily, he was equally surprised by the bizarre nature of the demonic techniques the other party employed—it was as if the demon had refined his body into something formless. Yet, it was clearly not a ghostly entity but rather a near-immortal demonic form achieved through some dark art.
Han Li had heard of such demonic techniques before. It was said that many ancient demons from antiquity existed in such forms, causing great suffering to ancient cultivators.
Now, seeing it firsthand, he realized it was indeed extraordinary.
Han Li was inwardly shocked, but his offensive did not falter. With a single breath, he spat out a purple fireball, which swelled to the size of a cartwheel and shot toward the blood shadow.
With one hand forming a seal, he urged the giant net formed from the Northern Extreme Divine Light to expand and continue pressing down. Meanwhile, his other sleeve flicked, releasing a thick golden arc that crackled with thunder, vanishing in a flash before reappearing above the blood shadow, striking down with a fierce slash.
The ugly woman, Gui Ling, also swung her black rod artifact horizontally, sending multiple rod shadows swirling around the blood shadow like raging waves.
In the Northern Extreme Divine Light, neither side dared to recklessly deploy flying swords or blades, lest they be shattered before reaching their target. Thus, Han Li refrained from using the Emerald Swarm Sword and instead relied on the Evil-Suppressing Divine Lightning and the Violet Extreme Flame.
Seeing that he had barely escaped one assault only to face another even more ferocious, the old demon, Qian Laomo, felt his savagery surge. With a vicious expression, he bit his own tongue and spat out a grayish orb wrapped in blood threads, which intercepted the descending golden lightning.
The divine lightning struck the orb with a dull thud, the two dissolving into a wisp of eerie green smoke—completely neutralizing each other.
Han Li was momentarily stunned, but Qian Laomo had already spun rapidly, summoning five towering, emaciated skeletons from the demonic mist. Each stood two zhang tall, their bones jade-like and exuding a chilling aura.
The old demon had summoned the true forms of the Five Devils of One Heart.
The five skeletons immediately spewed forth ghostly green flames. Though seemingly unremarkable, these flames clashed with the Violet Extreme Flame, holding it at bay in midair. Three more jets of flame shot upward, forming a green fire curtain that blocked the Northern Extreme Divine Light net, preventing it from descending.
Meanwhile, the rod shadows from all directions surged toward the center, unleashing an invisible force that sought to bind the old demon once more.
This time, Qian Laomo did not resort to self-detonation—though powerful, the technique drained his energy with each use. Now that he had summoned the true forms of the Five Devils, he had other means to counterattack.
With a mere thought, the five skeletons positioned themselves around him, their arms outstretched as a gray-white barrier materialized, shielding both the old demon and themselves.
Deafening booms echoed as the rod shadows struck, each impact thunderous and terrifying.
Han Li was somewhat awed by the power of the rod shadows.
This tenth-grade Profound Rock Turtle demon indeed possessed formidable abilities. Had she not been weakened earlier, subduing her would not have been so easy, even within the Northern Extreme Divine Light.
Yet, the resilience of the Five Devils’ barrier exceeded Han Li’s expectations.
When the chaos subsided, the thin gray-white barrier remained intact, unscathed by the devastating assault.
Gui Ling’s expression darkened. With a cold snort, she spat a stream of black-and-white essence onto her black rod, which transformed into a massive black axe.
Chanting an incantation, she enlarged the axe into a colossal silver blade over ten zhang long, its mere presence radiating bloodthirsty ferocity.
This was no ordinary weapon—it was a true demonic artifact.
Gui Ling’s body then swelled into a giant nearly eight zhang tall.
“Giant Transformation Technique!” Han Li murmured in surprise. “To perform this without reverting to her true form means her cultivation is nearing the peak of late Nascent Soul stage.”
At the same time, he subtly glanced toward a certain spot in the Northern Extreme Divine Light before withdrawing his gaze, his fingers tightening around the Three Flames Fan hidden in his sleeve.
Gui Ling gripped the silver axe and swung it downward, releasing a crescent-shaped blade of light that sliced through the air, leaving a white scar as if tearing space itself.
Qian Laomo, still behind the barrier, paled at the sight.
Even with the Five Devils’ protection, he dared not take such a strike head-on.
Without hesitation, he summoned a white dagger and severed a finger from his hand.
Spitting a mouthful of blood essence onto the severed digit, he transformed it into a bizarre, elongated blood blade.
As the silver crescent approached, he hurled the blood blade, which intercepted the attack midair.
To Han Li’s astonishment, the two collided without a sound, the blood blade trembling violently before shattering.
But at that moment, the Five Devils merged into a single colossal skeleton, standing as tall as Gui Ling’s giant form.
With a sinister laugh, the skeleton spewed a dense gray mist that swallowed the silver crescent whole, dissolving it into nothingness.
“Filthy Yin Demonic Qi!” Gui Ling’s voice boomed. “For the Five Devils to wield such power, their original forms must have been Nascent Soul cultivators!”
“None of your concern, beast!” Qian Laomo sneered, sending a series of incantations into the giant skeleton.
The skeleton’s eyes blazed crimson as it strode forward, each step shaking the ground.
Han Li’s fingers twitched around the Three Flames Fan, but he hesitated.
Instead, he flung the Yang Ring into the air, summoning countless silver threads from the Northern Extreme Divine Light.
Though the skeleton’s gray mist initially repelled the threads, Han Li poured more spiritual power into the ring, causing the threads to merge into dozens of silver chains that pierced through the skeleton’s body, even drilling through its skull.
The Filthy Yin Demonic Qi had failed to block this attack.
Yet, just as Han Li allowed himself a brief moment of satisfaction, his expression darkened once more.
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