A Record of a Mortal s Journey to Immortality

Chapter 843: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 840 First Battle with Demon Soul Chapter 843: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasure of Heavenly Skill Chapter 840 First Battle with Demon Soul Han Li nodded at Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and suddenly turned his head to Fairy Violet Spirit, speaking faintly,
“Your cultivation is too low.

You can’t help here but could instead lose your life.

Leave this place first!

Be at ease.

With us here to engage this foe, he won’t make a move against you.”
He and Fairy Violet Spirit shared some connections after all, so he suggested that she leave first.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to look out for her during the battle!

Fairy Violet Spirit was startled at first but then hesitated for a moment before obediently nodding her head.

“Since Fellow Daoist Han has spoken, I will take my leave first.

Han Li, please take care!” said Fairy Violet Spirit softly.

Afterward, she glanced below at ‘Marquis Nanlong,’ looked deeply towards Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu, and then turned into a startling rainbow, flying away.

Below, ‘Marquis Nanlong,’ whether he felt Fairy Violet Spirit’s cultivation was too shallow to bother with or he was genuinely struggling against the three of them, indifferently watched her departure and then refocused his gaze on Han Li.

Seeing the hostile look in the other’s eyes, Han Li’s expression darkened, and he raised one hand.

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Several thick golden lightning arcs surfaced on his arm, followed by the continuous rumble of thunder.

His entire arm instantly lit up with electric light, becoming dazzlingly bright!

Facing such a fearsome ancient devilish opponent, Han Li had no intention of probing any further and immediately used the Devilbane Lightning, specifically effective against devilish arts and magic tools.

This divine lightning had never disappointed him when used against devilish arts and evil techniques.

Though the ancient devil was formidable, Han Li still had quite a bit of confidence in Devilbane Lightning.

Upon seeing the golden lightning arcs jumping on Han Li’s arm, ‘Marquis Nanlong’s’ eyelids twitched several times and his pupils suddenly contracted.

“I recognize you.

I retain some lingering memories in this host, and my impression of you is very deep, even though I don’t remember specific details.

But the original owner of this body was extremely wary of you.

It seems that feeling was indeed not wrong; you not only saw through my sneak attack but also wield the Devilbane Lightning that had troubled us years ago.

It appears dealing with you will truly require some effort,” ‘Marquis Nanlong’ stared at Han Li for a while before finally speaking coldly.

Han Li heard these words and a hint of a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His expression remained unchanged, but the golden arcs on his arm grew three times larger.

At the same time, he flicked his sleeve, and a small blue shield shot out, spiraling into a bluish haze that enveloped Han Li within.

At this moment, seeing Han Li taking the lead and apparently preparing to block ‘Marquis Nanlong’ head-on, Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and the lady in white exchanged delighted glances.

Han Li’s reputation was indeed not insignificant, being second only to those at the Deity Transformation stage, which gave the two of them some confidence.

They exchanged a few words through a whisper and immediately moved slowly to either side, ready to assist Han Li from the flanks.

‘Marquis Nanlong,’ seeing that Han Li was unaffected by his words and showing steadfast resolve, frowned slightly without meaning to, but then his mouth curled up in a ferocious grin.

Without a word, he stomped his foot, causing his body to tremble and leaving behind an afterimage as he suddenly vanished from his spot.

Han Li’s face remained calm, but a chill went up his spine, heightening his alertness twelvefold.

However, a sweep of his Divine Sense revealed nothing of the opponent’s whereabouts.

Indeed, true to an ancient devil’s ability, this concealment technique alone was enough to completely subdue ordinary cultivators.

Thinking this, Han Li, unruffled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a blue light flickered in them as he easily executed the Brightsight Spirit Eyes technique.

All of a sudden, he raised a hand, and the golden arcs on his arm immediately shot out, transforming into a golden net that fell towards an empty area.

Electric arcs and thunderous noise intertwined, creating a spectacle.

In an eerie scene, where it seemed there was nobody, a flash of black light occurred, and Marquis Nanlong suddenly appeared there.

As soon as his figure materialized, numerous large and small golden arcs fell from above, causing him to start slightly.

But immediately, his expression darkened as he shook his shoulders, and a mass of afterimages appeared.

As the electric arcs fell, the afterimages extinguished, but his real body mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

Han Li, lips tightly closed, with flickering blue light in his eyes, quickly glanced to the side.

But his other arm suddenly raised, aiming in the opposite direction.

With a crashing sound, a thick golden arc instantly shot out from the palm of his hand, aiming for an unremarkable spot six or seven zhang away.

As the golden arc was about to reach its destination, ‘Marquis Nanlong’s’ figure amusingly materialized right there, as if he moved forward intentionally.

He could only watch as the thunder roared and the electric arc struck him head-on.

‘Marquis Nanlong’ was truly startled this time; one could say it was luck the first time, but to precisely locate him twice in a row was no mere coincidence.

The opponent could truly see through his tracks.

This time, Han Li had timed his attack perfectly.

With the golden arc nearing, ‘Marquis Nanlong’ had no way to avoid it.

He could only abruptly open his mouth, and a mass of black and red Devil Flame burst forth, colliding precisely with the golden arc.

With a ‘Puff,’ the sound of a light explosion, the fire and golden arc flashed and then, like water meeting fire, both turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

“Ah!” This time, Han Li’s face dramatically changed.

The ancient devil actually had a way to counteract Devilbane Lightning!

What was this black and red Devil Flame that it could be so powerful?

However, Han Li, being observant, also noticed something else.

The moment the Devil Flame extinguished, ‘Marquis Nanlong’s’ face unintentionally turned pale, though it returned to its normal color in the blink of an eye.

Clearly, the black and red Devil Flame was not something ordinary and likely had some connection to his base essence and soul power.

Before Han Li could figure out how to exploit this, ‘Marquis Nanlong’ extinguished the golden arc and suddenly lunged forward, his entire body strangely stretching like a boneless entity, abruptly arriving right in front of Han Li.

After giving Han Li a sinister smile, a pair of fists wrapped in Demonic Qi fiercely smashed towards him.

Han Li’s expression remained calm, as he leisurely took a half step back, and a rumbling of thunder resounded behind him, revealing a pair of silvery-white wings amidst the silver light.

Then with a crash of thunder, Han Li vanished without a trace within the arc of lightning.

Upon seeing this scene, Marquis Nanlong was initially startled but soon sneered after sweeping his gaze around.

“Lightning movement!

You really do know quite a lot.

But unfortunately, Hehe…”
Amidst the mocking laughter, ‘Marquis Nanlong’ transformed into a mass of black Qi and similarly disappeared out of thin air.

From ‘Marquis Nanlong’s’ attack to Han Li unleashing the Devilbane Lightning, and then both vanishing simultaneously, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

The distant Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and the lady in white, upon seeing both parties engage, wanted to immediately deploy their treasures to assist Han Li.

However, their initial exchange was as swift as lightning and thunder, leaving no room for intervention.

Now, both had disappeared without a trace, leaving Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu and Martial Ancestor Nangong in stunned silence, exchanging bewildered looks.

But they soon became vigilant, hastily deploying their defensive magic treasures to cover their entire bodies, to prevent ‘Marquis Nanlong’ from seizing an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

After all, unlike Han Li, they did not possess such Divine Skills to see through hidden techniques of their opponent.

At that moment, the rumbling of thunder echoed again, and Han Li reappeared about twenty yards away from his original position, but almost simultaneously, a surge of black Qi flashed behind him, and Marquis Nanlong also shockingly appeared.

A fierce sneer crossed his lips, and his fists mercilessly descended.

Han Li didn’t turn around, his Divine Sense instantly sensed everything behind him, but indeed, there was no avoiding it; he could only forcefully channel all his Spiritual Power into the Bluelight Shield to block the strike.

He had just used a tactic to make his opponent show their colors, but unexpectedly, it was his turn to be caught off guard so quickly.

Aside from shock, he felt greatly puzzled.

With a “Bang!

Bang!” two loud sounds were heard; just like what Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu had endured earlier, Han Li tasted the ferocity of the strike.

His blue light barrier trembled, and his body was involuntarily hurled away, with most of the Mana he had gathered also dispersed by the blows.

Unable to deploy the Lightning movement at that moment,
‘Marquis Nanlong’ roared with laughter, transforming into a wild gust of wind, pursuing the direction in which Han Li flew fiercely, prepared to raise his fists and strike down Han Li.

Han Li, while propelled backward in mid-air, was unable to control his form, yet his face was devoid of alarm or surprise.

Having seen the methods used on Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu, how could he be utterly unguarded?

Although he was unable to muster much Mana, some techniques didn’t require his own action to overpower the enemy.

While his body was still numb and unable to move for the time being, his hands swiftly recovered most of their function.

He snatched a spirit beast pouch from his waist and, without hesitation, threw it at ‘Marquis Nanlong.’
Caught off guard, ‘Marquis Nanlong’ yet to discern what it was when a buzzing noise emerged from the bag, and thousands of Golden Devouring Beetles swarmed out.

In an instant, a golden cloud of beetles formed, enveloping the pursuing Marquis Nanlong head-on.

Though Marquis Nanlong was unfamiliar with the Gold Devouring Beetles, the archaic savage aura they emitted startled him.

Without daring to neglect this, he grasped at the beetle cloud with one hand.

A Green Phosphorus Ghost Claw, ablaze with ashy-white flames, emerged above the cloud, unapologetically scooping them up.

In an instant, a great many Gold Devouring Beetles were unable to dodge and were captured by the ghost claw; then the ghostly ashy-white flames surged a few feet higher, engulfing even the beetles not grabbed by the claw within it.

Following that, he sneered coldly, preparing to pursue Han Li.

But at that moment, the woman in white finally found her chance; once again, she employed her treasure mirror, sending down a five-coloured beam of light from the sky towards ‘Marquis Nanlong’, while Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu quickly spiraled a hazy ring above his head, which promptly shot towards Marquis Nanlong in a flash.

Despite his rage upon seeing this, Marquis Nanlong managed a slight shift in his form to dodge the descending column of light.

Although the column was quite troublesome for him, as long as he wasn’t enshrouded by it, it essentially couldn’t touch him.

As for the shooting ring, evidently another treasure meant to restrain movement, his rapid movements were swift as wind, how could such an item get close to him?

It was utterly ignorable.

‘Marquis Nanlong’ thought diligently, although Venerable Ancestor Ling Hu had also moved, to him, Han Li’s Devilbane Lightning posed the greatest threat; hence, without further ado, he continued to lunge at Han Li.

But Han Li wasn’t idle within the light barrier either; with a slap to his spirit beast pouch, dozens of white orbs shot out from the mouth of the bag, instantly transforming into several mechanical puppets, alined to block ‘Marquis Nanlong’s’ path.

Each standing two meters tall with tiger heads on human bodies, they shook their hands, and ten inch-long claw blades flickered in and out of sight.

(Second release, finally finished typing.

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Been 24 hours without sleep.

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