The sound of crackling filled the air as the silver threads struck the ice wall, instantly riddling it with countless tiny holes like a honeycomb. In the blink of an eye, the ice wall was perforated beyond recognition, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
Han Li remained silent but raised his hand, sending a spell incantation forward.
Purple light shimmered continuously across the ice wall, releasing an astonishing cold energy. Not only were the damaged areas instantly restored, but the silver threads that had been wreaking havoc were now encased in a thick layer of purple ice, frozen solid in an instant.
Moreover, the cold energy transformed into purple ice flames in a flash, rapidly spreading along the silver threads toward the brocade-like treasure like countless slender purple snakes lunging viciously.
The silver-robed woman’s expression changed. “What kind of technique is this? It’s so powerful!”
Though inwardly surprised, her movements were swift. With a graceful flick of her jade fingers, she pointed at the floating brocade before her. The silver silkworm image on it opened its mouth again, spewing forth a stream of blazing white flames that transformed into countless fire snakes, directly clashing with the purple flames.
The two opposing flames—ice and fire—collided along the silver threads. Upon contact, purple and white intertwined, but moments later, the purple flames clearly gained the upper hand, forcing the white flames into retreat.
Seeing this, the silver-robed woman frowned slightly and muttered a few ancient incantations. The Tianlan Sacred Beast beneath her let out a low roar, spewing azure flames from its mouth to merge with the white flames. The combined azure-white flames momentarily held back the purple ice flames.
The woman then raised her jade hand, revealing an octagonal iron plaque between her fingers. Tossing it into the air, the plaque transformed into a massive Bagua diagram, conjuring crimson flames that hurtled toward Han Li.
Han Li’s lips twitched slightly, his face expressionless. With a crack of thunder, a pair of silver wings appeared on his back. As the Bagua diagram descended, his figure flickered slightly and vanished in a flash of silver lightning, leaving the attack to land on empty air.
The next moment, Han Li reappeared over thirty zhang away. With another flap of his wings, he vanished again.
“Lightning Evasion Technique!” the Tianlan Saintess murmured, her beautiful eyes flashing with gravity as she formed a peculiar hand seal. The Tianlan Beast beneath her opened its mouth once more, spewing a dense white mist that swiftly enveloped both her and the beast, transforming the area into a vast sea of fog spanning dozens of zhang.
With a thunderclap, Han Li appeared at the edge of the fog, his face showing surprise.
This white mist was peculiar—his spiritual sense couldn’t penetrate it, leaving him unable to locate his opponent. However, he had no time to play hide-and-seek.
His expression turned cold as he waved his hand, summoning an ancient purple mirror before his chest. Holding it aloft, he channeled all his spiritual power into the mirror. A beam of purple light erupted from its surface, vanishing into the fog in a flash.
Wherever the purple light passed, the white mist churned violently. Within moments, most of the fog had dissipated, leaving the enemy with nowhere to hide. But just then, a burst of azure flames shot from the mist, blocking the purple beam.
Han Li focused his gaze and faintly discerned the Tianlan Beast lurking deep within the fog, spewing vast amounts of azure demonic fire. Strangely, the silver-robed woman was nowhere to be seen.
This discovery both shocked and delighted Han Li. He had been pondering how to separate the woman from the beast, and now she had abandoned it voluntarily—a rare opportunity. Though he didn’t know where the Tianlan Saintess was hiding or what she was planning, he wouldn’t let this chance slip away.
Without hesitation, Han Li activated his divine sense. The giant sword hidden high in the clouds let out an earth-shaking screech as it descended like lightning, cleaving through the mist and reaching the Tianlan Beast’s head in an instant.
Wreathed in purple flames and golden arcs, the sword struck with a thunderous roar. The beast had no time to evade and was split in half from head to tail.
Han Li’s initial joy turned to alarm as the beast’s corpse dissolved into wisps of white mist—it had been an illusion. In his haste, he had fallen for the trick.
“Damn it!” Han Li cursed inwardly, abandoning his search for the beast’s true form and attempting to retreat. But suddenly, a vast expanse of azure light shone down from above, freezing his movements and slowing him to a crawl. At the same time, a melodious chant echoed through the air.
Startled, he looked up to see the silver-robed woman floating dozens of zhang above, her forehead adorned with strange silver patterns. She was chanting incantations while pouring a familiar-looking small cauldron into the air. From it erupted a sea of azure light, covering a thirty-zhang radius beneath the treasure.
“The Void Heaven Cauldron!” Han Li exclaimed, his face paling instantly. He recognized the cauldron at once.
Panicked, he checked his inner self—his own Void Heaven Cauldron was still safely inside him. How could this be? Were there two Void Heaven Cauldrons in the world?
Before he could unravel the mystery, the cauldron above him began to glow and expand rapidly, soon reaching three to four zhang in diameter. Under the woman’s incantations, its mouth grew blindingly bright, spewing endless streams of sparkling azure sand that formed a massive cloud, descending upon Han Li.
Without hesitation, Han Li activated his silver wings, intending to teleport away via lightning. But just then, a series of low, thunderous growls emanated from the fog. Though the sound was faint, an invisible ripple swept over him, extinguishing the arcs on his wings and nullifying his Lightning Evasion Technique.
What kind of power was this? Han Li glanced hurriedly at the fog, where the Tianlan Beast’s shadow flickered indistinctly—whether real or illusion, he couldn’t tell.
By now, the sand cloud was only ten zhang above him. With no other choice, Han Li tapped the blue light shield before him, which expanded into a vast azure curtain to intercept the falling sand.
Upon contact, the azure sand glowed brilliantly, its grains swelling to the size of millstones before crashing relentlessly onto the shield.
Deafening booms filled the air. Though the blue shield was formidable, it couldn’t withstand such relentless force. Within moments, the curtain wavered violently, its light dimming. Worse yet, part of the sand cloud split into two sand dragons, nimbly bypassing the shield and lunging at Han Li from both sides.
Acting on instinct, Han Li spat out a small cauldron from his mouth. With a flick of his finger, a layer of blue ice flames coated its surface—this was his own Void Heaven Cauldron, its first-layer treasure control technique mastered.
Though he could only harness a fraction of its power, desperate times called for desperate measures. Brushing the lid, he released a wave of blue mist that enveloped him completely.
Simultaneously, he spread his hands and fired over a dozen azure sword beams at the sand dragons. The attacks pierced their heads, leaving thumb-sized holes—but to no effect.
His heart clenched as he tried to dodge, but his body felt as heavy as a mountain, his movements sluggish. The sand dragons struck him head-on, dissolving into clouds that encased him and his protective mist in a massive, impenetrable sand cocoon.
From above, the silver-robed woman initially startled at the sight of Han Li’s cauldron—so similar to her own. But seeing him easily trapped, a faint smile graced her veiled face.
She knew the power of the sacred sand well. Once ensnared, even the mightiest immortals would struggle to break free. Han Li’s fate now rested in her hands.
With a thunderous crash, the blue shield shattered, and the remaining sand descended, enlarging the cocoon further.
Confident of her victory, the woman stepped lightly onto the giant cauldron and began her descent. But after only ten zhang, an anomaly occurred below.
The supposedly rock-solid sand cocoon suddenly emitted countless blue rays. Without any incantation from her, the sand grains collapsed of their own accord, reverting to a loose cloud that hovered motionlessly in the air. At its center, a dazzling blue glow revealed Han Li standing with his cauldron in hand, his gaze fixed on her.
The woman halted abruptly, her eyes wide with disbelief, her face darkening.
A cold snort escaped Han Li as he slapped the lid of his Void Heaven Cauldron. Rippling blue light radiated outward in concentric circles, causing the azure sand to vanish as if swallowed whole.
Horrified, the woman frantically formed hand seals to reactivate the sand, but it remained inert, completely severed from her spiritual connection.
In desperation, she stomped on the giant cauldron, which spun rapidly before releasing an even more blinding azure light, directly targeting Han Li’s head.
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