?Chapter 988: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 984 Evil Moon Phantom Mirror Chapter 988: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 984 Evil Moon Phantom Mirror The black-clad beauty watching Han Li command so many extraordinary treasures suddenly felt a surge of energy.


    She raised her hand to summon a blue little shield in front of her and slapped her storage pouch, immediately two butterfly-shaped treasures flew out, dancing in front of her as if they were alive.


    As a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator, this woman certainly had more treasures than these, but combat between cultivators was not simply a matter of summoning as many treasures as possible.


    Even those with many treasures, upon reaching a certain limit of Divine Sense used to manipulate them, would not summon any more.


    After all, during combat, one must not only rely on treasures but also reserve enough spiritual sense to cast spells.


    As for how much Divine Sense to reserve, that depended on the individual.


    Those who believed their treasures to be sharp but their spells weak naturally allocated more Divine Sense to their treasures.


    Conversely, those with ordinary treasures but proficient in powerful secret techniques would keep more spiritual sense to cast spells.


    In addition, the more powerful the treasure, the more Divine Sense it typically required.


    That’s why Core Formation cultivators rarely command ancient treasures, and why cultivators, despite having strong spiritual sense, select only a few powerful treasures to combat their foes.


    The amount of treasures Han Li had released at once, even if he hadn’t reserved much Divine Sense, was enough to show the strength of his Divine Sense.


    However, before Han Li and the beauty could join forces, the Silver-winged Yaksha’s face flashed with ferocity, and his body suddenly emitted an extremely vast aura.


    Then, bending his body, he smashed down hard with one palm.


    With a thud, the sharp claws of one hand pressed against the ground.


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    Han Li and the beautiful woman both were startled, not yet understanding the other’s intentions, when a rumble rose from the entire plaza.


    The ground’s great Array suddenly shone with multicolored lights, and the pillars that bound the mummies around shook violently.


    “Not good!” Han Li’s face changed, without another thought his wings shook behind him, and his figure and the treasures around him instantly disappeared from their original place, leaving behind only the golden cloud transformed by Gold Devouring beetles and the Weeping Soul Beast.


    Seeing this, the Silver-winged Yaksha let out a fierce laugh and wrapped himself in black light before disappearing from the spot with a move of his flesh wings.


    Boom!


    On the edge of the Array, a clump of black light and a flash of silver burst forth simultaneously, colliding and sending forth tens of thousands of rays of light.


    They then vibrated and shot back in opposite directions, revealing two winged figures-it was Han Li and the Silver-winged Yaksha.


    And in that moment’s delay, black qi began to rise from the bodies of the mummies on the surrounding pillars.


    Then the dark qi turned into beams of black light shooting up from the pillars into the sky.


    In an instant, a huge, gloomy light screen enveloped the entire plaza.


    For a moment, Han Li and others were cut off from escape, trapped within the light screen.


    The black-clad beauty, realizing that something was amiss when the Array showed anomalies, immediately transformed into a streak of light in an attempt to shoot outwards, but after only covering about twenty zhang, the light screen had already formed, leaving her no choice but to stop her flight, her expression flickering uncertainly.


    Han Li, looking at the Silver-winged Yaksha in the black light, had a somber expression, feeling somewhat regretful.


    For at that moment, the Silver-winged Yaksha had five blood-red rings appear around his limbs and neck, glittering with light.


    They were clearly some kind of restraining Magic Artifact.


    “You really cannot leave this place, otherwise, with your heavenly skill, you wouldn’t have willingly stayed here.


    I just didn’t expect that you could activate this Array without Spirit Stones.


    You can’t leave the reach of this Array, can you!” Han Li exhaled and coldly said.


    At this moment, the light of the Array gradually faded, but the pillars around the light screen were shrouded in black qi, the beams of light they emitted not diminishing at all.


    Hehe!


    This Devil Restraining Formation was indeed laid down explicitly to confine me, but the one who laid down this Array did not anticipate that after so many years, I could use some of these restrictive formations.


    Though I am bound and cannot leave, you too are now trapped here,” the Silver-winged Yaksha gently fluttered his wings, releasing a burst of triumphant laughter.


    A cold light flashed in Han Li’s eyes.


    Suddenly, the Weeping Soul Beast snorted loudly with its large snout and sprayed out a blinding yellow radiance that swept toward the aerial corpses, moving so swiftly that it was nearly upon them in an instant.


    The laughter from the Silver-winged Yaksha abruptly ceased when, with a fierce flap of his wings, his figure vanished before the yellow light could touch it.


    But in the next moment, the entity reappeared on a bamboo shoot.


    Regardless, the Weeping Soul Beast’s head swiveled, and a vast expanse of yellow radiance still unrelentingly followed after.


    This provoked the ferocity in the Silver-winged Yaksha’s silver eyes.


    His own eyes bulging, he suddenly flapped his wings hard, and countless silver needles shot out from them, meeting the yellow radiance from the Weeping Soul Beast head-on.


    The yellow radiance, which should have been overwhelmingly effective against ghostly creatures, was unexpectedly met by the silver light and did not overcome it.


    Even though Han Li knew the Silver-winged Yaksha was no ordinary refined corpse, this scene still sent a chill through his heart.


    Seeing this, the Silver-winged Yaksha’s earlier fear faded considerably, and with a sinister laugh, he slightly shifted his figure, disappearing in a wisp of black light and then reappeared above the Weeping Soul Beast, about to spray something out from his mouth with a flickering black radiance.


    However, just then, he was startled by a loud buzzing from above.


    Looking up in response, a pitch-black beam of light shot straight out from his mouth, directly hitting a zhang-long Golden Cloud descending from above-it was Han Li’s Gold Devouring beetles.


    After Han Li Thunderstorm Wings away, the beetles had stayed aloft without moving.


    Now that the flying corpse had come near them, moved by Han Li’s spiritual sense, they did not hesitate to attack.


    But the black light beam was the corpse qi that the Silver-winged Yaksha had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.


    It was not only extremely filthy and cold but also carried deadly corpse poison.


    Even the Gold Devouring beetles, whose bodies were as hard as iron and impervious to the Hundred Poisons, were knocked down like rain by this surge of corpse qi, and in a blink of an eye, a third of the beetle swarm had fallen.


    The remaining Gold Devouring Bugs, startled, scattered in all directions, no longer clumping together.


    But in that brief moment of distraction, the Weeping Soul Beast had already reacted.


    With a snort, another swath of yellow mist rolled upward.


    The Silver-winged Yaksha, however, moved its wings with composure, and its figure appeared effortlessly ten-odd zhang away.


    The mist of light naturally swept through empty air.


    And it was at this moment, in the Silver-winged Yaksha’s original position, with a flash of silver light and the sound of thunder, Han Li appeared there.


    Without a word, he swept his sleeve, and the flying swords turned into a swath of golden light sweeping towards the Silver-winged Yaksha.


    At the same time, the purple mirror spinning above him flashed, emitting a purple beam that followed closely behind the sword light.


    Moreover, Han Li’s finger stealthily flicked from within his sleeve, a red line flashed and disappeared without a trace.


    Then, expressionless, he glanced sideways at the ground, only to see those Gold Devouring Bugs that had originally fallen, suddenly fluttered their wings and buzzed as they rose into the air once again, albeit appearing somewhat feeble and weak.


    Han Li’s heart slightly relaxed.


    At this moment, the beautiful woman in black clothes also took the opportunity to point at the two white jade butterflies.


    The two jade butterflies swelled in size amidst the white light, transforming into the size of a person, then after a few frantic flaps of their wings, two white blurry tornadoes instantly formed in front of the woman.


    Following her spell incantation, the two tornadoes turned into two white Wind Flood Dragons, fiercely pouncing towards the Silver-winged Yaksha.


    Witnessing such a barrage of attacks, the Silver-winged Yaksha revealed a dark smile with a wide open mouth, then suddenly raised both hands, one revealing the Evil Moon Phantom Mirror, and the other, with a puff, producing a fist-sized orb of light.


    This orb was murky, flashing with a chilling, ghostly light.


    Without hesitation, the Nightfiend glanced coldly at the golden sword light that was the first to attack, then clapped his hands together so that the orb of light disappeared into the mirror’s surface.


    Immediately, identical orbs of light surged from within the mirror, and rapidly merged into one.


    In an instant, a huge orb of light several zhang in diameter appeared, unceremoniously enveloping the Silver-winged Yaksha within.


    The dazzling golden light struck fiercely upon the massive orb.


    With a “pop,” the giant orb burst like a bubble, but the fragments transformed into even more smaller orbs of light.


    Yet the golden brilliance had already flashed from over the body of the Silver-winged Yaksha.


    With a flash, the dozens of flying swords interweaved and the Silver-winged Yaksha was beheaded into numerous pieces.


    Then, without hesitation, the sword light flew out from among the many orbs of light.


    Seeing this, Han Li felt not joy but shock.


    He simply couldn’t believe that the Nightfiend could be killed just with the flying swords.


    As expected, an incredible scene immediately unfolded.


    The small orbs of light converged towards the centre, and as they merged back into a large orb, the shattered corpse blurred, and the Silver-winged Yaksha reappeared unharmed within the huge orb, as if nothing had happened.


    Han Li frowned.


    At that time, the purple beam of light from behind and the two Wind Flood Dragons of the black-clothed beauty also ferociously attacked.


    And again, a similarly eerie scene occurred.


    The massive orb shattered again, and the Silver-winged Yaksha was torn to pieces by the Wind Flood Dragons and the beam, but upon the orb’s reformation, the Nightfiend appeared intact within the orb once more, as if having an undying body.


    The Silver-winged Yaksha glanced at the two with a hint of a cold smile, making no other move.


    However, orbs of light continued to surge out from the black mirror in his hand, causing the massive orb to grow rapidly in size to more than a dozen zhang wide.


    Han Li’s face showed a trace of gravity.


    Although he didn’t know what would happen when enveloped within the orb of light, it was definitely not something good.


    The black-clothed beauty, simultaneously horrified, unhesitatingly gestured with her hands and commanded the wind dragons to launch a second wave of attacks.


    Instantly, the two wind dragons spiralled before diving once again into the orb, just as easily shattering it.


    The Silver-winged Yaksha was easily slain once more like a mirage, but this time the wind dragons did not leave the orb.


    Instead, they opened their mouths wide, and numerous white blurry Wind Blades spewed out, lashing in all directions.


    Before the small orbs of light could merge together again, they were shattered into even finer pieces.


    Suddenly, where the core of the original orb was, a fierce wind raged, and a shrill whistling arose.


    Han Li did not urge the nearby flying swords to join the attack.


    Instead, he squinted and watched all this silently, with a flicker of blue light deep in his pupils.


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