Yu Zitong’s primordial spirit was trapped in a narrow corner, darting around like a fly with broken wings. Every time it tried to fly out, it was forced back by a stream of black liquid, followed by a deadly cold gleam that relentlessly struck the glowing orb, steadily weakening its green radiance.
He felt utterly hopeless. Though the relentless slashes of his opponent’s sword had significantly weakened his primordial spirit, that wasn’t his main concern. What left him powerless was the continuous erosion caused by the black liquid.
Ever since being sprayed by the liquid, he had felt a numbing itch and growing weakness in his primordial spirit. His remaining magical power was being gradually worn away, and even more critically, the liquid hindered his ability to cast spells. It felt as though he had been completely immobilized, causing his repeated attempts to use magic to fail.
“Why are you trying to kill me? Why?…”
Faced with Han Li’s cold and ruthless attacks, Yu Zitong’s hoarse cries intermittently emerged from the glowing orb, filled with deep resentment. Yet Han Li remained silent, responding only by swinging his blade faster.
Before long, Yu Zitong’s voice gradually faded, growing weaker and weaker until only faint murmurs remained, and then there was complete silence.
Han Li did not stop immediately. Instead, he delivered over a dozen more slashes to the faint, candle-like remnant of the primordial spirit on the ground. Only when he saw that it was truly impossible to extinguish the last traces of green light did he finally sheathe his soft sword, coiling it back onto his belt. Coldly, he stated, “I never cooperate with anyone who swears solemn oaths by their parents. Let alone trust the promises of a scoundrel like you, who would lead me down the same path as Doctor Mo.”
With an icy glance at the final flicker of Yu Zitong’s primordial spirit, Han Li turned without hesitation and walked to the stone door, pushing it open with force.
As the door swung open, several dazzling rays of sunlight streamed into the room, falling upon the remnants of the primordial spirit. Instantly, with a soft “puff,” the faint green light flickered and vanished, dissipating into wispy trails of smoke that disappeared into the air.
And so, the last trace of Yu Zitong’s existence in this world was completely erased by Han Li, leaving no possibility of ever tracking him down again.
If Han Li had not known that primordial spirits feared light—a reminder sparked by Doctor Mo’s habit of extinguishing lamps and candles upon entering the room—he might have been left helpless against this final, seemingly indestructible threat, forcing him to live in constant fear.
However, Han Li’s ability to so easily destroy his opponent’s primordial spirit was largely due to the prepared tube of Seven Poisons Water. This improved version of the Five Poisons Water, previously confiscated by Doctor Mo, now included an additional ingredient: “Earth Mushroom Flower.” This toxic herb was not only highly poisonous to ordinary people but also severely hindered the primordial spirits of cultivators. It was this that continuously disrupted Yu Zitong’s spellcasting, leading to the effortless destruction of his primordial spirit.
As for why Han Li first doused the opponent’s primordial spirit with the Seven Poisons Water, it was influenced by various legends and tales. In those stories, all kinds of demons and monsters were said to fear liquids like chicken blood or black dog blood. In a moment of inspiration, Han Li decided to treat Yu Zitong’s primordial spirit as if it were one of those supernatural beings.
This lucky coincidence—a shot in the dark that somehow hit its mark—would likely have made Yu Zitong furious enough to die all over again if he had known.
Naturally, Han Li was unaware of this coincidence. He only knew that even if the poison had failed, pulling open the stone door would have ensured the destruction of the primordial spirit. It was with this thorough consideration that he had mercilessly and relentlessly attacked Yu Zitong.
Now, he was finally free. No longer would he have to live with a knife at his throat, constantly prepared to flee for his life.
Han Li slowly walked back to the center of the stone room and stood there quietly for a moment. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, jumping more than three feet high, and let out several fierce shouts, venting the joy in his heart. In that moment, he truly returned to his original self—the nature of a sixteen-year-old boy.
“I am finally free!”
“I am finally free!”
“I—” His voice cut off abruptly, as if severed by a knife.
A massive figure drifting not far outside the stone door caught his eye—it was the giant man known as “Iron Slave.”
Han Li’s expression instantly darkened. The mere sight of this figure made him feel a dull pain in his shoulder. He had made a grave mistake, once again overlooking this man’s presence and forgetting to extract information about the giant’s origins and weaknesses from Yu Zitong’s primordial spirit.
However, what slightly reassured Han Li was that the giant man seemed entirely uninterested in the events inside the stone room. He merely paced back and forth outside, strictly adhering to Doctor Mo’s posthumous orders to stand guard, not even glancing toward the open stone door.
Han Li frowned, feeling that the situation was troublesome. The giant man was clearly simple-minded, only capable of blindly following orders. But for Han Li, such people were the most difficult to deal with. There was no way to persuade him through words to cease hostilities and make peace. If it came to a fight, Han Li was no match for him. The only thing that could potentially threaten the giant was the now-empty tube of poison.
Han Li paced back and forth in the room, racking his brains for a way to subdue his opponent, but for the moment, his mind was a tangled mess with no clear direction.
By chance, his gaze fell upon Doctor Mo’s corpse, and an idea struck him.
“Perhaps I can find some way to counter the giant man on the body,” Han Li thought to himself.
He glanced outside—the giant was still pacing tirelessly, showing no signs of approaching.
Reassured, Han Li quickly walked over to Doctor Mo’s corpse and, without hesitation, began carefully searching it inch by inch.
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