?Chapter 1034: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 1030 Black Blood Saber Chapter 1034: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures Chapter 1030 Black Blood Saber “Never mind, even if that demon is powerful, after being suppressed for so many years, it must be quite weak.


    Moreover, there are many late Foundation Establishment Sect cultivators who have descended, enough to handle everything.” Han Li looked deeply into the bottom of the cliff and spoke indifferently.


    He then beckoned Gui Ling, and the two of them gently floated down the cliff.


    This descent was unfathomably deep.


    They had floated down for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and still, there was no sign of the bottom.


    Han Li was puzzled, and his heart felt a trace of alarm.


    At this point, the environment around them had become somewhat dim and obscure, and everything around was pitch-black, making it impossible to see too far.


    Instead, looking up, the white light above was still faintly visible.


    If it were an ordinary Sect cultivator, in this place where Divine Sense was greatly limited, they would surely only be able to perceive movements within a few dozen feet.


    But Han Li, in this perilous situation, had activated his Brightsight Spirit Eyes, with blue light flickering nonstop in his pupils, bringing everything within a few hundred feet under his control.


    After an unknown amount of time descending, Gui Ling suddenly reminded him in a soft voice.


    “Fellow Daoist Han, we’ve reached the bottom!”


    Hearing the words, Han Li made a move and looked down.


    Indeed, just a short distance below, a few points of light were transmitted, and the shadow of a tall building could be faintly seen.


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    His expression changed several times, and just when he wanted a clearer look, something flashed in the corner of his eye.


    A blood-red whip silently unfurled from the darkness.


    Han Li suddenly felt a pungent, bloody stench assaulting his face, causing an urge to vomit.


    True Man of Dispersal!


    Han Li almost instantly thought of this person.


    His heart turned cold.


    The streak of blood red light was as fast as lightning, reaching him in a flash.


    If not for Han Li being highly vigilant, he would have been defenseless upon realizing something was wrong.


    Without thinking, he raised his hand and released a small shield flickering with silver light.


    It was the Primal Astral Shield!


    As the shield rapidly expanded, a layer of white misty light emerged upon it, protecting Han Li within.


    The blood light swirled past in a flash, engulfing Han Li.


    With a “hiss,” a blood-soaked blade of about a zhang long emerged from the blood light, viciously chopping down on the light shield.


    The blade was oddly shaped, no wider than two fingers, thin as paper, shimmering with a strange blood glow.


    After a shudder, the light shield shattered inch by inch.


    The blade, following the momentum, directly chopped onto the body of the Primal Astral Shield.


    A bright light flashed on the shield, and its surface became mirror-smooth.


    In an instant, the intertwining of blood-glow and silver shield froze in a stalemate.


    Han Li’s expressions eased slightly, and just as he was about to relax, the blade bent unpredictably, like a venomous snake circling around the shield and stabbing from one side with eerie and deft movements that were almost unbelievable.


    Han Li reacted as if bitten by a venomous snake, his figure suddenly shooting backward, while his ten fingers continuously flicked towards the blade.


    With successive “bang” “bang” sounds, more than ten beams of azure sword Qi shot out, but were all split by the extremely sharp blade, not even slowing down an inch before reaching Han Li.


    Han Li’s face paled; he opened his mouth, and a ball of light wrapped around an object and was sprayed out.


    With a “clang” sound, the oncoming blade was unexpectedly blocked by the object in the light and stopped.


    The object wrapped in the light was the slowly rotating Heavenvoid Cauldron!


    “Eh!” An unexpected voice came from the distant darkness.


    Seizing the opportunity, Han Li displayed the Thunderstorm Wings on his back.


    With a stretch, he instantly appeared ten more feet away amidst a flash of lightning, his face deathly pale as he raised his hand, and both the Primal Astral Shield and Heavenvoid Cauldron immediately flew in front of him.


    At this moment, a large expanse of blood red light unceremoniously surged from all directions towards Han Li, the stench so intense it almost suffocated him.


    Han Li sneered coldly, his hands forming seals.


    The sound of thunder boomed around him, and a layer of golden lightning arcs instantly emerged surrounding him.


    As the lightning flashed wildly, the blood light scattered away, preventing it from coming anywhere close to him.


    Devilbane Lightning!


    The person in the darkness, witnessing the scene, was even more surprised, realizing that they had encountered a tough opponent.


    “True Man of Dispersal?” Han Li looked towards the distant figure and coldly uttered.


    Without answering, the blade buzzed and wrapped in the blood light, shot back towards the way it came.


    Then the figure in the darkness swayed, turned into a streak of light, and flew downward, disappearing into a huge shadow below after a moment, leaving no trace.


    “Daoist friend, are you alright!”


    ”


    The sneak attack was but a moment’s affair, and it seemed that Gui Ling was taken by surprise and didn’t manage to react in time.


    Now, anxiously approaching, he inquired with unease, fearing that Han Li might blame him!


    “No matter, it does quite resemble the Devil Dragon Blade indeed.


    Had it not been for my shield’s ability to nullify and reflect part of the attack, an ordinary treasure would probably have been cleaved in two long ago,” Han Li calmly stated, lifting his hand to grasp the Primal Astral Shield and flipping it over to inspect the surface.


    A fine blade mark, deep and distinct, had appeared atop the shield!


    Han Li’s eyes twitched involuntarily as his gaze grew colder.


    Spiritual Power surged from his hand into the shield, as silver light flowed over its surface.


    The blade mark began to fade away in the radiance until it was gone.


    Han Li then stowed the shield away with a flick of his hand and, opening his mouth, sucked in the Heavenvoid Cauldron as well.


    “Did you manage to see the assailant’s appearance, Brother Han?” Gui Ling could not help but ask.


    “No, the person was shrouded in spiritual light, preventing me from seeing through it to ascertain whether it was indeed the True Man of Dispersal.


    However, their cultivation didn’t seem too high,” Han Li slowly said, then lowered his head to gaze at the enormous, shadowy structure beneath them, his eyes narrowed in contemplation.


    Gui Ling did not know what Han Li was pondering, and though he was eager to descend right away, he could only stand there quietly, keeping him company.


    “Daoist Gui!


    This hesitation of yours, I’ll consider it the first occurrence and overlook it.


    I hope the next time it’s necessary to take action, you won’t entertain other reservations,” Han Li spoke without raising his head, then without waiting for Gui Ling to respond, he transformed into a streak of green light, zooming towards the ground below.


    The woman was shocked at first, but seeing that Han Li had no intention to harm her, she felt relieved.


    Yet she stood still, her face cycling between red and white with embarrassment.


    She realized that her previous ill intentions had been sensed by Han Li through the part of her soul attached to her Life Origin Token.


    After a while, the woman let out a wry smile and reluctantly turned into a streak of light to follow Han Li down.


    Han Li had by now landed on a vast, square platform, surveying his surroundings without a sound.


    Aside from a dark staircase leading downward not far in front of him, there were no other entrances.


    “Demon Suppression Tower!


    Where does it even resemble a tower!” mumbled Han Li.


    Gui Ling also descended behind him and, hearing Han Li’s words, rushed forward to explain:


    “Fellow Daoist might not know, but the Demon Suppression Tower is unlike the worldly pagodas.


    It was built in reverse by the ancients.


    The spire is below, while the base is above.


    The more dangerous the demons and evil spirits imprisoned below, the more powerful they are.”


    “I see!” Han Li nodded in realization, looking around once more, seemingly unaffected by the warning he had just given.


    This instead made Gui Ling grow even more wary of Han Li.


    Han Li tossed a moonlight stone into the air above his head, and after signaling to Gui Ling, he entered the staircase, the two finally setting foot inside the Magic Tower.


    The initial levels of the Demon Suppression Tower were vast and eerily calm, not even a shadow to be seen.


    Clearly, the cultivators who entered before them had wiped them all out.


    However, the signs of battle suddenly increased, suggesting the struggle among the cultivators intensified as they tried to prevent others from entering the lower levels first.


    Upon reaching the third layer, they found a charred corpse next to a stone pillar.


    Han Li stood next to it, discerning for a good while, before confirming that he did not recognize the person.


    It seemed to be one of the Ye Clan cultivators.


    But the person’s heavenly spiritual covering was wide open, and their Nascent Soul had left the orifice.


    It was uncertain whether they managed to escape or were killed in the chaos.


    In the fourth layer, no notable discoveries were made, but in the 5th level, two more corpses appeared.


    One was green all over, evidently poisoned to death, its features swollen beyond recognition.


    The other corpse was that of the large man who had caught Han Li’s attention among the loose cultivators; his huge head lay aside, and his body had been cleaved into seven or eight pieces by flying swords.


    Seeing the large man’s disbelieving expression, as if he couldn’t accept his death until the very end, Han Li felt a chill in his heart, but did not stop.


    After turning the bodies to ashes, he entered the 6th level with Gui Ling, a somber look upon his face.


    This time, however, they unexpectedly found a living person: a woman in palace attire, sealed within a massive block of ice.


    It was Bai Yaoyi.


    With hands forming seals and holding an impeccably clear flying sword, her eyes were slightly closed.


    If not for sensing the faint fluctuations of her Spiritual Energy through the ice and seeing her unusually pale face, Han Li would have almost thought she had fallen.


    He did not rush to free her from the ice but first swept his Divine Sense over this level.


    After finding nothing else, he lightly pressed his hand against the giant ice.


    “Puchi,” a layer of purple flame wrapped around his palm, and the originally murky ice instantaneously absorbed the chill from the Celestial Ice Flame.


    In the blink of an eye, the block of ice shrunk rapidly from large to small.


    A moment later, Bai Yaoyi was released from within.


    As the last layer of ice vanished from her body, Bai Yaoyi fluttered her eyelashes and opened her eyes of her own accord.


    Her gaze immediately met Han Li in front of her.


    Her somewhat tense expression suddenly relaxed.


    “So it’s Brother Han, I thought it was someone else!” She weakly smiled, apparently having drained much of her Qi.


    “If I recall correctly, Fellow Daoist Bai cultivates an ice-attributed technique.


    Could it be that you were the one who encased yourself in ice just now?” Han Li furrowed his brow and, after a moment’s observation of her beautiful visage, he asked slowly.


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