?Chapter 989: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 985 A Strike that Breaks the Spell Chapter 989: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 985 A Strike that Breaks the Spell “Not good, stop quickly.
Your Wind Flood Dragon has shrunk quite a bit,” Han Li suddenly changed his expression, twisted his head, and shouted loudly at the woman in black.
In fact, the woman didn’t need to be reminded to sense that something was amiss.
Upon hearing Han Li’s shout, she was instantly alarmed and pinched a spell with both hands.
The Wind Blades emitting from the wind dragons’ mouths halted, and then with a whistling sound, they shot out of the sphere and hovered motionlessly in midair after spiraling around.
Indeed, both wind dragons had shrunk by nearly half their original size.
As for the sphere that had been reduced to the size of peas by the Wind Blades, it reformed into a whole the instant the wind dragons flew away.
At this moment, the giant sphere was now thirty-odd zhang wide, nearly occupying one-third of the trapped light screen.
Meanwhile, from within the sphere came a cold chuckle, “Hehe,” and the Silver-winged Yaksha, holding the Evil Moon Illusion, emerged with a cold smile on his face.
Seeing this, Han Li sighed.
He had encountered a similar situation years ago during his battle with Archsaint Six Paths in the Scattered Stars Sea.
On that occasion, Wen Tianren had used a special artifact that allowed him to hide within a Violet Cloud and slightly distort space, rendering his flying swords utterly ineffective against the opponent.
In the end, it was only by relying on the overbearing power of Yin Devil Execution that he forcibly broke the restrictive formations and severed one of the opponent’s arms.
It seemed that the technique used by the Silver-winged Yaksha this time was likely similar to that divine skill, but the level of proficiency was definitely not comparable to that of Archsaint Six Paths.
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Yet Han Li hadn’t refined the Yin Devil Execution further due to his constant focus on cultivation.
However, using a similarly overbearing method should be able to break this technique.
It was a pity that his Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword couldn’t form the Aureate Sword Formation again; otherwise, this spell-casting and immobile Silver-winged Yaksha, once trapped in the Sword Array, would surely die, no matter how strange the sphere was.
Having made his judgment, Han Li immediately came up with a plan.
Without hesitation, he took a deep breath, slapped his storage pouch with one hand, and flipped his palm.
A crimson Daoist paper talisman suddenly appeared in his hand-its runes were dancing like flames, and a shadowy mini-red serpent was almost vivid, clearly a Spirit Subjugation Talisman.
This Daoist paper talisman was refined by Han Li alongside the Three Flame Fan, taking advantage of an eighth-grade Redfire Flood Dragon’s soul essence.
As a result, it was delayed by some time, nearly causing him to miss the meeting with Doctor Mo and others in Poisonplay Valley.
However, due to his prior experience in refining, the quality of this one was much better than the previous one, and the amount of mana it could enhance was far superior to the last Spirit Subjugation Talisman.
With no hesitation, he slapped the talisman onto himself, and the fiery red paper talisman vanished into his body in a flash.
A phantom silhouette of a serpent suddenly appeared behind him and swiftly took possession of Han Li.
Within a cluster of red light, Han Li grew horns on his head and red scales appeared on his body; in moments, he transformed into a bizarre half-human, half-serpent creature.
His mana surged to the peak of the mid Nascent Soul Stage.
“Fellow Daoist Han!”
“Eh!”
Clearly, both the woman in black and the Silver-winged Yaksha were surprised upon seeing Han Li’s transformed state, obviously having never encountered a Spirit Subjugation Talisman before!
The Silver-winged Yaksha, sensing the wild increase in Han Li’s cultivation, quickly lost the cold smile at the corners of his mouth.
At that moment, Han Li formed seals with his hands, and the dozens of golden flying swords that had been circling the sphere shot upwards, producing a clear resonating sound after a spin.
With a tremble, each of them split into six.
Nearly two hundred beams of golden sword light emerged at once and then converged towards a point.
Instantly, a mass of golden radiance appeared in the air, as blinding as the midday sun.
Following the condensing of the light, a golden sword over ten zhang long appeared above the sphere, and the remarkable aura from the sword even caused the complexion of the Silver-winged Yaksha below to change.
Upon the formation of the giant sword, Han Li immediately pointed to the Snow Crystal Bead on his chest.
The bead turned into a streak of purple light, shooting towards the giant sword.
Simultaneously, he cast a spell with his spiritual sense towards the giant sword.
With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, thick golden lightning arcs suddenly appeared on the sword, wrapping the entire sword in countless electric arcs.
The intertwining of golden light and the constant rumblings of thunder created a spectacle as if an artifact of the Immortal cultivator had come to life.
As Han Li unleashed the Devilbane Lightning, the Snow Crystal Bead also reached the handle of the giant sword.
Following a flash of purple light, the bead disappeared into it without a trace.
Immediately, a layer of eerie purple flame spread from the handle along the sword’s body, intertwining with the golden lightning and making the giant sword radiant like an Immortal’s divine instrument.
Upon witnessing this, the Silver-winged Yaksha’s complexion grew even more unsightly, with his furry face even showing hints of pallor.
By this time, the giant sphere had already taken up nearly half the space within the light screen, forcing Han Li and the woman in black to slowly drift backward.
However, observing the giant sword in the air, the woman’s astonishment exceeded even that of the Silver-winged Yaksha, her thoughts spinning rapidly.
Under such a terrifying assault, it was presumed that even late Nascent Soul cultivators would not dare to endure the attack head-on.
“Break,” Han Li uttered coldly, just as the woman was in shock.
The giant sword, accompanied by a deafening roar of thunder, sunk downward, while simultaneously, golden sword light several meters in length burst forth from the blade.
Before the sword even made contact with the globe of light below, the spiritual pressure emanating from the sword caused it to shudder incessantly.
With a flash of golden light, the giant sword slashed downward, and the globe of light was immediately shattered and dispersed by the force of the Spiritual Energy.
As the light dissipated, there was no sign of anyone inside the globe.
The Silver-winged Yaksha unexpectedly appeared a short distance away in the air, ominously glaring at the giant sword.
Under the immense pressure of the giant sword, the Yaksha ultimately did not dare to withstand Han Li’s attack.
As the sword approached, it used its silver wings to flee.
However, the Evil Moon Phantom Mirror in its hand had ceased its emission, the cultivation technique forcefully broken.
Hence, after the destruction of the large globe of light, it could not return to its original form.
The eyes of the Silver-winged Yaksha flickered as it covertly considered which Divine Skill to deploy next.
Suddenly, a sharp whizzing sound came from behind, followed by a red line emerging a couple feet away and shooting toward the back of its head, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared.
With Divine Sense comparable to late Nascent Soul cultivators, the Yaksha’s awareness was exceptional.
Despite the sudden appearance of the red line, it didn’t even turn its head, shaking its silver wing behind it to block.
There was a loud ‘boom’.
Contrary to the Yaksha’s expectations, when the red line struck the silver wing, it suddenly exploded into a colossal fireball, startling the Yaksha!
But just as it realized that the fireball was merely a facade and posed no real threat, and it let out a sigh of relief, the red line had vanished without a trace once the flames dispersed.
After a moment of shock, just as the Yaksha was about to meticulously search with its Divine Sense, there was a rumble of thunder from in front, and the giant sword soared up, descending in a vicious slash once more.
A woman clad in black also initiated a spell from afar, and two wind dragons, unbeknownst to when they had arrived, soared above the flighty corpse.
They circled before opening their mouths to unleash a torrent of densely packed Wind Blades.
At this point, the Silver-winged Yaksha had no time to consider anything else.
It flicked its hand, placing the Evil Moon Illusion motionless in front of it, then with both hands clasped seriously, it grasped into the void above.
Suddenly, two enormous hands formed of Evil Soul Thread appeared, as large as ten feet, and they boldly punched towards the giant sword.
Now wasn’t like before when it couldn’t move; it needed to truly test the giant sword’s might.
Simultaneously, the Yaksha’s silver wings also expanded, transforming into a silver screen shielding its head from above.
After a rapid succession of ‘puchi’ sounds, the Wind Blades, upon striking the silver screen, were effortlessly deflected.
As the large hands encountered the giant sword, ‘boom’, ‘boom’ – the sword, leveraging its astonishing power, scattered one of them with a single slash, but the brightness of the sword light also weakened slightly.
When it struck the second giant hand, both were involuntarily sent flying backward, seeming evenly matched.
Right when the second gray hand was beheaded, causing a loud boom, that vanishing red line enigmatically reappeared at the exact spot in front of the Yaksha’s chest.
“Not good!” The Silver-winged Yaksha felt shock in its heart; it hastily reached out to grab, but it was too late.
With just a flash, the red line ‘puchi,’ pierced the Evil Moon Phantom Mirror but was immediately snatched by a hairy hand with lightning speed.
And only then did the black mirror ‘bang’ resound crisply before shattering into a cloud of black light.
“How dare you destroy my treasure mirror!” The Silver-winged Yaksha jerked as it saw the Evil Moon Phantom Mirror obliterated, its face instantly revealing extreme anger.
The destruction of the mirror, which seemed to hold particular significance for it, was so captivating that it was oblivious to the fiery needle it had grabbed turning scalding red, as if heated to a branding iron’s temperature.
Han Li was momentarily stunned!
His purpose in attacking the mirror had been simple, for combined with the creature’s Illusion Technique, it had proved quite troublesome.
It was better to resolve it in one go.
Now facing the Yaksha’s furious anger, Han Li felt somewhat perplexed, yet his hands did not pause for a moment.
With a gesture, the now significantly dimmer golden sword ‘boom,’ split apart.
Nearly two hundred rays of sword light immediately transformed into a massive Sword Net, descending in harmony.
He showed no mercy in his attack!
If the opponent dared to block with those silver wings, he would not hesitate to slash it into countless pieces with his flying swords imbued with Auric Essence.
Meanwhile, the Snow Crystal Bead rotated, and several fist-sized Firebirds emerged, then gracefully descended.
Even in its extreme anger, the Silver-winged Yaksha didn’t fall for the bait of directly resisting Han Li’s barrage of attacks.
Instead, with a movement of its silver wings, it appeared at another location, staring at Han Li with a face full of cruelty, as its silver eyes started to turn blood-red.
“I didn’t want to waste my base essence and had hoped to simply use illusionary entrapment to capture you.
But now, I’ve changed my mind.
I will make sure to capture you myself, extract your soul, and relish it bit by bit,” the Silver-winged Yaksha said with a face full of murderous intent.
Subsequently, it flickered and appeared atop the Corpse Wolf’s head.
Without saying another word, it stamped on the wolf’s head and rapidly flapped its silver wings, which emitted a layer of yellow light.
Then, along with the wolf, it silently sank into the ground, much like a phantom.
“Earth escape!” Han Li’s brow furrowed instantly, and with a point of his finger, all the treasures flew back to him.
Just then, rumbling sounds came from below the ground, the entire Array trembled massively, and streams of yellow light mixed with black Qi emerged from various parts of the Array.
From the depths below, the Silver-winged Yaksha’s pained howl resounded, seemingly in extreme agony.
Meanwhile, the expression of the woman in black fluctuated, glancing at Han Li and then at the Array beneath.
After a moment of hesitation, she bit her lip hard and suddenly shot towards a certain grey cocoon.
En route, she lifted her hand first, releasing a pair of scissors-shaped Spiritual Treasure.
This treasure emitted a dazzling light and seemed incredibly sharp!
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