?Chapter 917: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 914 Joining the Battle Chapter 917: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 914 Joining the Battle “Fellow Daoist, don’t be coerced by them.
My reinforcements will arrive soon.
As long as you can protect me for a moment, you will be able to rest without worry,” said King Xuan Ye, the ancient Corpse King, in such a manner.
The unexpected arrival of Han Li was clearly seen as a lifeline by this Old Devil.
At this time, Han Li stood with his arms folded, his face showing a pensive expression.
Seeing this, the large yellow-robed man flashed a fierce light in his eyes, but then forcibly suppressed it.
The youth-like Sect Master opposite him hadn’t shown any other divine skills yet, but the electric arc that had just shattered the serpent formed by the Devil Cloud had made him wary of underestimating his opponent.
As the man’s thoughts whirled, he could no longer keep his original plan a secret and straightforwardly said,
“Brother Xuan Ye, have you not noticed?
The Seven Devils of Demon Wind and the Three Evils of Yellow Dust that accompany Fellow Daoist Heavenly Wind and me aren’t staying by our side.
The moment you emerged from the tomb, I had them lay out a sect-wide formation around your tomb.
Though their strength wouldn’t allow them to attack the tomb chambers directly, delaying for a day or half poses no problem.
Moreover…
Hehe!” As he spoke, the large man in the yellow robe let out a cold laugh.
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“Moreover, what?” King Xuan Ye suddenly felt a heavy sink in his heart, his eyes glaring intently at the large man, his hands clenched into fists.
“Moreover, it’s almost noon now when the earth veins’ ghostly aura is at its weakest throughout the day.
Your Heavenly Corpse Great Method is likely far less powerful now,” said the Saha Supremo, looking up to the sky with a sly, mocking smile on his lips.
Hearing this, King Xuan Ye’s face turned a stony blue, and a faint black aura emerged.
“Good, very good!
I didn’t expect you to have studied my Heavenly Corpse Great Method to such an extent.
You even understand the matter of the earth veins’ ghostly aura clearly.
But no matter how much you understand, it’s just superficial.
The unique aspects of the Heavenly Corpse Great Method, I will let you witness with your own eyes today,” King Xuan Ye suddenly looked up and laughed menacingly.
Realizing that there was no hope for reinforcements, he, overwhelmed with shock and anger, was not willing to just wait for his demise.
He also felt that showing some power was essential to impress Han Li, standing nearby.
King Xuan Ye immediately opened his mouth.
A mass of black blood sprayed out and turned into a fist-sized black rune in the wind, shooting back and embedding crisply into King Xuan Ye’s forehead.
Then, the rune emitted a bizarre black glow.
The grey-white ghostly aura surrounding the Old Devil churned, and he emitted a wild beast-like roar from his mouth.
Seeing this, the large man in yellow robes, not knowing what divine skills King Xuan Ye was about to display, did not intend to let him complete his action so easily and immediately shouted without thinking,
“Take action, no need to delay any further.” Following that, the Saha Supremo stomped fiercely on the large gourd beneath him.
The mouth of the gourd trembled slightly, and a torrent of yellow sand rolled out, transforming into a giant sand snake several meters long, ferociously pouncing on King Xuan Ye.
The other two also acted upon hearing his command.
From within a blurry whirlwind, sounds of sharp breakage shot out, and hundreds of giant wind blades shot out, each about a foot in size, dazzlingly bright and emitting alarming shrieks-an extraordinary Wind Blade Technique.
From the Devil Cloud, more than ten daggers also shot out.
These daggers were black and glossy; initially only an inch in size, but in an instant, they turned into a meter-long black rainbow.
Under the cover of the wind blades, they silently beheaded their way forward.
Seeing the imminent crisis, King Xuan Ye also completed his spell in time.
With a roar, the tall crown on his head flew off, and his hair danced wildly in the wind growing several times in length and turning purplish-black.
At the same time, the Old Devil’s body suddenly grew several feet taller, dense green fur sprouting all over his body, and sharp purplish-black claws grew from his fingers.
His face quickly withered and hollowed, and a pair of inch-long fangs protruded prominently, making him look exceedingly ferocious.
King Xuan Ye had revealed the true form of the millennia-old Corpse King.
At that moment, as the sand snake, the wind blades, and the black rainbow approached, a fierce look flashed across King Xuan Ye’s face, and he spat out a fist-sized golden bead from his mouth.
The bead swiftly transformed into a giant golden hand, which grabbed at the sand snake.
Meanwhile, King Xuan Ye’s own body, with arms waving like a phantom, unleashed numerous green claw shadows that formed a large net, enveloping him.
The Old Devil was actually planning to counter the other onslaughts with just his bare claws.
The wind blades and black rainbow solidly struck the claw shadows, white and black light intertwining and flickering, instantly submerging King Xuan Ye’s figure within.
A loud “boom” sounded, and as the green light churned where King Xuan Ye stood, the wind blades and black rainbow were simultaneously struck by immense strength and repelled.
This practitioner of the Heavenly Corpse path, King Xuan Ye, in his Corpse King true form, had claws that were even tougher than iron and steel, three times harder than ordinary spiritual treasures.
With just one strike, he had broken through the combined attack of the wind blades and daggers.
Meanwhile, the golden hand shaped from the golden bead also wrestled with the sand snake for a while before it firmly grasped around the neck of dbName=NULL, temporarily subduing it.
Han Li watched coldly up to this point, his expression shifting subtly.
This fellow, exuding a strong presence of death even while heavily injured, was surprisingly fierce, somewhat beyond his expectations.
However, seeing the sand snake subdued by the golden hand, the large man in the yellow robes was not angry but pleased, pointing at the struggling sand snake.
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Sha Jiao’s body flickered with yellow light, and its form halted before it transformed into a dispersing pile of sand, escaping the control of the golden hand and then quickly regrouping, engulfing the golden hand.
The large man did not stop there; he shot a cold glance at King Xuan Ye and Han Li before silently forming hand seals.
The surrounding yellow sandy fog stirred violently and suddenly surged up into a gigantic wave of sand several dozens of feet high, rolling towards the center.
Simultaneously, eerie sounds of buzzing and ghostly wails sporadically emerged from the dust, growing louder and quieter unpredictably, causing souls to feel lost and horrified.
He actually launched the sect-wide formation around them, intending to use the Array’s power to strangle King Xuan Ye trapped inside.
However, in that instant when the yellow-robed large man looked towards him, Han Li immediately realized that this Sandstorm Ascendant likely intended to trap him as well.
Any hesitation would allow the Array to close in on him, and the man would definitely strangle him alongside.
Annoyed, Han Li cursed under his breath in his heart.
Initially not planning to waste more time, he finally made his move.
With a flick of his sleeve, dozens of golden flying swords shot out, swirling and then transforming into a myriad of sword shadows slashing towards the sand wave nearest to him.
At the same time, the ancient purple mirror he was already holding in his other hand suddenly lit up.
After briefly channeling Mana into it, a dim purple beam burst forth, hitting the top of the sandy fog.
A strange scene occurred-the purple flame, specially meant to dispel fog, entered the dust cloud only to disappear without a trace as if sinking into the ocean.
Han Li frowned, his expression turning cautious as the luminescence from the flying swords also struck the sand wave transformed from the fog.
A massive gap abruptly appeared.
“Be careful, Lost Soul Sand specifically contaminates flying swords; don’t let them touch the sand,” King Xuan Ye, who was continuously besieged by Daoist paper talismans at the time, shouted joyously at Han Li’s breakthrough.
“Contaminates flying swords?” Han Li blinked, not yet recovered from his surprise.
The gap that had just been sliced open suddenly shifted in color, a gust of cold wind arose, and numerous black sand grains materialized around the flying swords like spirits, while dense black gases spurted from the sand grains, winding around each sword.
The moment they contacted these black strands, Han Li immediately felt the swords connected to his mind go sluggish, and his control over the flying swords through his spiritual sense seemed to be forcefully expelled, gradually losing control over them.
Han Li’s expression chilled, he pointed towards the direction of the flying swords and lightly uttered the word “Explode.”
“Rumble,” the sounds of thunder rolled continuously, countless fine golden arcs burst forth from the flying swords, rebounding and exploding.
Where the golden arcs passed, all the black strands were swept away, even clearing a vast empty space within the sandy fog.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and peered into the depths of the sandy fog, his expression souring.
He saw densely packed sand grains suspended in the air within the middle of the fog.
Although they appeared to be ordinary yellow sand, the sheer volume made it clear that breaking through them was not going to be a quick task.
As he hesitated, his expression suddenly darkened, and the silver wings on his back unexpectedly burst forth, followed by his disappearance with a clap of thunder, horizontally reappearing over ten feet away.
Meanwhile, a red long spear-like Daoist paper talisman pierced through the spot he had just been standing,
Even from such a distance, Han Li could still feel an intense heat, his heart burning with rage.
The long spear circled back after flying out.
He looked up coldly at the direction from which the spear and the Devil Cloud had come, his pupils flickering with a blue glow.
Although the Devil Cloud was exceptionally dense, under the Brightsight Spirit Eyes, it was as though transparent.
He could clearly see every action of an old man in a blue robe inside.
This old man, looking equally surprised, stared back at Han Li, evidently shocked by Han Li’s Thunderstorm Wings.
Han Li did not speak; his wings fluttered slightly behind him, and after a loud crack of thunder, he vanished from his spot.
The old man in the blue robe was taken aback, but his experience in combat was also considerable.
Suddenly remembering something, he fiercely slapped his storage pouch; instantly, a green light shot out from the pouch, transforming into an ancient green shield which quickly blocked his front.
In that instant, at the edge of the Devil Cloud, a silver light flashed, and Han Li’s figure emerged.
He clenched his fists, golden light wildly flickering around him as a rumbling sound arose abruptly, a layer of golden electric clothing emerging around him.
Then, with an expressionless face, Han Li shook once again and disappeared from view.
This time, a chill ran down the spine of the old man within the Devil Cloud.
Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and spouted out a small grey sword engulfed in phosphorescent green light, turning into a dancing uncertain green rainbow around him.
The old man was still not reassured and was about to release a few more Daoist paper talismans when a sudden loud crack of thunder came from one side.
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