novelzi Chapter 959 - Chapter 959 Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 956 The Raging Devil Flame Sect
Chapter 959 - Chapter 959 Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 956 The Raging Devil Flame Sect
Chapter 959: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 956 The Raging Devil Flame Sect Chapter 959: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 956 The Raging Devil Flame Sect Just as Han Li was preparing to engage in combat with the Ancient Demon Split Soul to test the extent of its injuries, the demon’s expression shifted, and it suddenly glanced behind.
Han Li paused, then also sensed something and raised his eyebrows to look in the same direction.
A moment later, a bright light flashed at the distant horizon, and a stunning rainbow burst forth, shooting towards them at a lightning-fast speed, accompanied by faint rumblings of thunder, which surprised even Han Li.
Upon seeing a Sect Master approaching, the demon’s eyes gleamed menacingly, but it then withdrew the severity from its face, adopting an expressionless look as it watched the approaching streak of light.
In the brief distance of twenty or thirty miles, the rainbow arrived almost instantly, revealing a disheveled monk just dozens of feet away.
The monk, with a face full of rough features, held a red alm bowl in one hand and a several feet long green Zen Staff in the other.
Upon seeing Han Li and the demon, and noting the similar appearances between the two, a flicker of suspicion crossed his eyes.
“I’m not sure which of you just came from the exchange meeting, but I have an important matter to discuss with that Sect Master,” the monk said, his eyes rolling slightly as he suddenly asked with a smile on his face.
Han Li’s mouth twitched, and he glanced at the monk from the corner of his eye, remaining silent.
This monk, being at the mid Nascent Soul Stage with remarkable treasures, was no ordinary cultivator, which explained why he had daringly pursued them alone.
However, Han Li, aware of the monk’s intentions, naturally felt no need to engage with him.
On the other hand, the demon had stood with its hands behind its back, gazing up at the sky since the monk’s arrival, completely ignoring him as if he were invisible.
Seeing the reaction of Han Li and the demon, the monk became furious.
Since advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage, all monks he encountered, aided by his Bloodflame Bowl and Coiling Dragon Staff, had treated him with exceptional courtesy.
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He was not used to being disregarded like this.
Considering that Han Li and the demon seemed to be at the mid and early Nascent Soul Stages respectively and looked similar, he naturally assumed they were allies.
Facing two opponents, he didn’t believe he could definitely lose, but he knew the chances of winning weren’t high either.
Thus, despite his extreme displeasure, he controlled his anger as he considered how to defeat them separately.
Before he could devise a good strategy, lights flashed again from the direction he had come from, and three differently colored streaks of light appeared, shooting towards them in a connected array.
The monk, taken aback by this scene, considered his own unique skills in escape techniques, which had allowed him to catch up to Han Li so swiftly.
Not knowing the capabilities of the three newcomers who were only slightly slower than him, he realized that monopolizing the treasures would be unlikely.
However, their arrival meant he wouldn’t have to face the two Sect Masters alone, which wasn’t entirely bad.
With this in mind, the monk’s face took on a sinister expression as he started to glance malevolently at Han Li and the demon.
Seemingly sensing the monk’s hostile gaze, the demon, who had been staring up at the sky, suddenly lowered its head, scanning the approaching lights with a look of impatience.
“Such a nuisance, I thought there was only this one fool to deal with, but it seems there are more seeking death.
Well then, let’s send you off first,” the demon said coldly.
A flash of black light enveloped it, and it suddenly transformed into a black streak, shooting directly towards the monk.
The monk cursed under his breath and, without a second thought, flipped his alm bowl over.
A burst of blood-red flames shot out, forming a large curtain of fire around him.
With his other hand, he released the green Zen Staff, which transformed into a green jade flood dragon, charging towards the black streak.
As the flood dragon snapped fiercely at the blackened form of the demon, the black light suddenly trembled and vanished mid-flight.
The monk, experienced in combat, was shocked by this and swiftly formed incantations with both hands.
He infused several azure incantation seals into the surrounding firewall, causing the flames to surge and transform into a towering cyclone of blue and red flames, its might astonishing.
Still not reassured, the monk reached towards his waist to retrieve another protective treasure.
But just then, an anomaly occurred!
A black light flashed several feet away from the monk, and two dark purple arms burst forth like lightning, plunging into the firewall without the slightest hint of fear.
“Ah!”
The sight sent a chill through the monk’s heart.
Without a second thought, he bellowed, and from his opened mouth, a burst of golden light shot out, rapidly forming a shield in front of him.
As he trembled, he tried to swiftly escape to the side.
With a soft “pop,” the golden shield shattered like paper under the strike of the demonic claws.
The monk had just begun to move when his Dantian was pierced by two large holes.
The fierce demonic arms then tore apart, splitting his entire body into two halves, with organs and a torrent of blood raining down from the sky.
A red Nascent Soul cried out and, riding a golden flying sword, instantly shifted to a spot more than twenty feet away.
Just as a golden light flashed on the Nascent Soul, intending to teleport further away, there was no opportunity left.
A purple line suddenly streaked past behind the Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Soul only felt a heat in its head, as something pierced through from the back of its skull.
A sharp scream was emitted, and the Nascent Soul immediately lost all its strength, swept back by the purple line without any resistance and disappeared into the flames.
At that moment, three streaks of light from far away in the sky had just flown hundreds of feet away, and the cultivators inside clearly witnessed the scene.
The three cultivators were terrified out of their wits, not daring to approach any closer, and circled around from a distance.
Then, they flew away even faster than when they had arrived.
Being early Nascent Soul cultivators, they originally thought they could join forces for some favorable outcome, but after witnessing a well-known mid Nascent Soul cultivator mercilessly destroyed in body and captured in Nascent Soul, they couldn’t help but feel immense fear.
How could they dare to seek treasures and court death themselves?
Naturally, they escaped swiftly.
In an instant, the three streaks of light disappeared!
Facing the ancient devilish techniques’ ruthless killing of the leader, Han Li also took a sharp breath and stared into the distance at the flames, his expression fluctuating uncertainly.
A sharp, strange laugh emanated from the flames, and then all the flames were extinguished in an instant, revealing the ancient devil’s figure once again.
Once Han Li saw clearly, he couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, his expression growing darker.
At this moment, the ancient devil had transformed into a half-demon, half-human demonized form.
Although his face and body still maintained a human shape, the arms and legs protruding from the torn azure clothes had turned dark purple and had significantly enlargened,
chillingly, from his slightly opened mouth, a purple tongue several feet long extended, raised high in the front half with the Nascent Soul of the leader, whose fate was unknown, pierced on its tip.
A pair of emotionless eyes coldly stared at Han Li.
Han Li narrowed his eyes and unflinchingly met the demon’s gaze without a word.
“Little Han, you must not entangle with this demon for long, as we are not far from the underground trade meet.
I fear more cultivators will soon arrive, and you might not be able to escape then,” Monarch Great Development warned with some concern.
“I know.
I originally wanted to gauge the difference in divine skills between this demon and the main soul, but now it seems it’s not the right time to confront him, still too risky.
Let’s go,” Han Li said indifferently.
Then, he flicked his sleeve, and the hovering golden flying swords buzzed slightly before all were retracted into his sleeve.
Next, with a mouthful, several clusters of blood essence spurted out, instantly shrouding Han Li’s figure in a dense mist of blood.
“Thinking of leaving?
Isn’t it too late?” The ancient devil’s eyes flashed an inhuman light, his long tongue retracted, and he swallowed the Nascent Soul into his belly.
His figure shook and vanished from the spot once again.
Han Li paid no heed to the other’s actions.
Forming a hand seal, amid the rumblings of thunder, a pair of silvery-white wings suddenly appeared on his back, his figure beginning to blur within the blood mist.
But almost simultaneously, a black light flickered in front of Han Li, and the demonized, horrifying figure of the ancient devil appeared, its teleportation speed nearly twice as fast as when it confronted the leader, showing he had not been using his full potential earlier.
Han Li, usually very composed, changed his expression and cursed inwardly.
The ancient devil’s face briefly flashed a sinister smile, and with an open mouth, he aimed to launch the bizarre purple tongue to kill Han Li in one fell swoop within the blood mist.
But just then, an extremely icy snort penetrated the ancient devil’s mind, sounding like an invisible drill piercing through.
Even with his strong Divine Sense, he felt a sharp pain in his head and involuntarily grunted, his movements briefly halted.
In that brief moment, Han Li turned into a blood shadow within the blood mist and darted out, disappearing into the horizon in a few breaths.
The ancient devil was startled and quickly extended his Divine Sense, but just as he located Han Li a hundred miles away, Han Li employed the Bloodshadow Evasion again and escaped beyond the limits of his Divine Sense.
The ancient devil was left stunned in place.
“Shadow Fusion Escape, isn’t that the Ironwing’s secret technique?
How can a cultivator from the human world perform it?
This could be troublesome.
No, something seems quite different!” he muttered to himself, his face showing a thoughtful frown.
But just then, spiritual lights flashed in the distant sky, and immediately six to seven differently colored streaks of light appeared on the horizon and surged forward.
The ancient devil’s expression changed, rudely roused from his thoughts, his gaze coldly sweeping over the approaching group of cultivators, a hint of ferocity flashing across his face.
“Perfect timing.
The Nascent Souls I devoured years ago are just recently fully refined.
Now, devouring another batch, perhaps I would fully recover from my injuries in a few years,” the ancient devil murmured ominously.
Taking a deep breath, a large amount of black-purple Demonic Qi burst forth from his body, shrouding his form entirely after a moment.
Then with several ferocious roars, the Demonic Qi roiled turbulently, revealing a fluctuating, giant two-headed, four-armed demonic creature within it, its four black-purple malicious eyes emotionlessly staring at the incoming streaks of light.
(The second update!
Hehe, last day.