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Chapter 851: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasure Chapter 848 Black Blade Chapter 851: Volume 6 Heavenly Skill Spiritual Treasure Chapter 848 Black Blade Demon Soul heard these words, but, contrary to Han Li’s expectation, he did not get angry.

Instead, his silvery white pupils suddenly narrowed.

His gaze swept over the sword shadows in front of Han Li, the Purple Firebird, and the Blood Devil Sword several times before it gradually turned ice-cold.

Han Li met his gaze in silence, the Thunderstorm Wings slowly emerging behind him as mana began to rapidly circulate within his body.

Just then, a loud explosion from afar reached their ears, causing both Han Li and Demon Soul to glance over, startled.

There, amidst flashing lights, several differently colored orbs of light broke through a black light barrier.

The barrier collapsed in an instant, revealing the true forms of the ring, the small grey sword, and the spell flags-Demonic Treasures whose devilish light now appeared dim, as if they had sustained considerable damage.

While Demon Soul was fully preoccupied with dealing with Han Li, he had underestimated the trio of silver-haired elders.

Even though all three were merely early Nascent Soul cultivators, each one of them was battle-hardened and had managed to break the restrictive formations trapping their treasures in no time, somehow employing some secret technique.

However, having witnessed Demon Soul’s unpredictable and ghostly escape technique, they were deeply shaken and naturally did not attempt to approach Han Li.

Instead, they directed several Daoist paper talismans to attack Demon Soul from a distance, hoping to provide some distraction.

The three of them were well aware that Han Li was the main force opposing this demonic entity.

If Han Li were to fall, they would surely not fare well either.

Han Li was overjoyed at heart by this unexpected assistance.

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If they could buy him enough time to set up the Aureate Sword Formation, it would be even more wonderful.

With this thought, Han Li couldn’t help but glance at Demon Soul.

Demon Soul, seeing the treasures flying towards him and then looking at Han Li, the Malevolent Ghost’s Skull eyes moved slightly before suddenly smiling sinisterly as he sprang into motion.

After a blur of afterimages, the demon suddenly vanished from sight.

Han Li’s heart stirred urgently, and he quickly swept the area with his Brightsight Water.

His expression immediately turned to alarm.

“Not good, be careful!” Han Li shouted, then without further ado, he urged his Divine Sense and the dispersed huge tortoise puppet beasts lifted their necks and consecutively fired blue beams, targeting the silver-haired elder’s surroundings.

Experienced as they were, the silver-haired elder and Daoist Heavencrystal were instantly alert to Han Li’s subtle warning, understanding that the demon had suddenly abandoned its pursuit of Han Li and now attacked them instead.

Despite their alarm, there was nothing they could do but inwardly curse their luck.

After facing Han Li’s assorted tactics, especially the Blood Devil Sword, Demon Soul had realized he couldn’t defeat Han Li quickly.

Now, with the silver-haired elders’ interference, things had grown even more troublesome.

So, the demon changed its plan, deciding first to eliminate the others who were in the way, then deal with the isolated Han Li last.

More than a dozen thick beams exploded around the three Nascent Soul cultivators, spreading a chilling aura in all directions.

A shadow flickered, and Demon Soul reappeared, now only a few dozen feet away from Daoist Heavencrystal and the others.

Even though they were prepared, the three elders’ expressions changed at the speed of the demon’s escape.

Fortunately, the trio seemed extremely well-coordinated; Senior Martial Brother Cheng and another elder both raised their hands- one shooting out a multitude of Daoist paper talismans while the other released a Flaming Fox from within his sleeve.

Meanwhile, Daoist Heavencrystal pinched an incantation with both hands, and two malevolent ghost puppets standing behind him shook their forms, charging out of the barrier shield along with the Flaming Fox under the cover of the talismans.

Once the talismans flew out of the shield, they turned into an extensive sea of fiery clouds crackling together, while the Flaming Fox leaped into the flames in the sky and instantly vanished without a trace.

This was clearly a rare Spirit Beast that was adept in fire-based Escape Techniques.

Seeing the two formidable malevolent ghost puppets rushing towards him, Demon Soul remained expressionless as he rubbed his four hands together.

An ear-piercing screech erupted from within his palms, followed by the “shua” sound of tearing the air, as two glaring spheres of dark light appeared between his hands.

With a grab of his four hands, the two spheres of dark light were split into four, each hand clutching one portion and then, with a flick of his arms,
The black light burst forth, and four sinister Dark Edge Light Blades appeared in his hands.

These blades were not very long, only about two feet, and slightly curved from tip to base, resembling hooked butcher knives.

But oddly, the blades vibrated constantly, even slightly distorting the space nearby, and their screeching never ceased.

It was truly incomprehensible!

What went unnoticed was that, at the moment the sinister blades took shape, a look of intense anguish contorted the human face at the back of Demon Soul, his complexion turning deathly pale as if a significant portion of his blood essence had been drained.

In contrast, the face of the front Malevolent Ghost only grew fiercer as he shook the four cruel blades and, in a “shua,” shot toward one of the pale green ghost puppets like an arrow from a bow.

The puppet, of course, knew not what fear was and, without hesitation, opened its mouth wide to spew out a thick grey ghostly aura directly, forming a wave that rolled forward.

Simultaneously, both of its hands rose, and green light flickered as ten strands of Frost Silk shot out from its fingertips, vanishing into the ghostly aura in the blink of an eye.

The other Crimson puppet, after releasing the ghostly aura, flashed a red light on its hand, and a Crimson Light Whip shot out.

As the fiery cloud above boiled and rolled towards the Demon Soul,
the Demon Soul was caught in a pincer attack by three forces.

With a casual wave of its four sinister blades, the Demon Soul sent forth four crescent-shaped beams of light that intersected in midair and transformed into two massive black crosses, slashing straight towards the two puppets.

But in doing so, the Demon Soul’s figure paused ever so slightly, and seizing this opportunity, a gargantuan flaming claw several feet in size suddenly shot down from the clouds and stabbed towards the Malevolent Ghost’s heavenly spiritual covering with its five scythe-like razor-sharp talons.

Green Frost Silk and the Crimson Light Whip also streaked out from the ghostly aura, aiming for the Demon Soul’s body in a fleeting flash.

The four arms of the Demon Soul moved, and the light from the blades blurred, creating rippling waves of light that coalesced into a rolling black light sphere.

Barely touching the sphere, the green silk and the light whip emitted a plaintive cry as they were sucked in and immediately exploded in a burst of green and red light; the Frost Silk and the Whip were violently shredded to pieces.

As soon as this happened, the fiery giant claw that had been reaching towards the sphere hesitated in terror and attempted to retract with lightning speed.

However, it was too late.

A curved flash of black light passed through, and the giant claw was sliced clean off, its flesh scattered in the air.

A pitiful scream rang out from the fiery clouds above.

A fierce gleam flashed across the Demon Soul’s face as it licked off a few drops of fox blood that fell on its cheek with its purple tongue.

After a low shout, it suddenly disappeared from its spot, and the next moment, it appeared at the center of the fiery clouds.

As the clouds churned violently, several remnants of the Fire Fox’s limbs, dripping with fresh blood, fell from the sky.

The sight of the Demon Soul decimating the Fire Fox in mere moments left the three people within the protective barrier speechless, and the Nascent Soul old man who belonged to the Fire Fox wore an expression of heartache.

After an eerie smile, the Demon Soul vanished once again.

Suddenly, in the midst of the grey ghostly aura, black light flickered, and two thunderous booms followed one after another.

Daoist Heavencrystal, who had been personally operating the puppets, turned deathly pale in an instant.

Without thinking, he swept his long sleeve, and a gale burst forth within the aura, blowing away the mist entirely.

Where the Demon Soul had been, nothing remained but the sliced remains of each puppet.

At this turn of events, even Daoist Heavencrystal could no longer mourn the destruction of his puppets, as the three scrambled frantically, each searching for other treasures within their storage pouches.

A spatial fluctuation occurred nearby, and a giant black peak, tens of meters tall, abruptly emerged and pressed down fiercely.

It was Han Li who, seeing the dire situation, had instantly relocated the ancient treasure of Thousand Layer Mountain near the barrier to lend the three a helping hand.

But before the peak could land, the Demon Soul materialized in the previously empty space with a glint of coldness and hate.

With a simultaneous raise of its four arms, the four light blades coalesced into one, transforming into a huge Black Giant Blade almost a zhang in length that emitted thunderous rumblings.

Holding the blade in both hands, the Demon Soul didn’t hesitate to aim at the base of the Black Dragon’s Grasp and beheaded it with a single slash.

A slim, silent beam of black light shot from the blade.

A dazzling radiance erupted from the base of the peak as the entire mass shook violently.

Starting from the middle, a smooth, mirror-like crack appeared and split the mountain in half with a single slash.

The two halves of the mountain then fell towards the ground.

The Demon Soul wasted no time, lifting the huge blade again and casting a malicious glance at the protective barriers of the Sect Masters.

It swung its hands, and a similarly sinister black light blade slashed towards the barrier.

The silver-haired elder and Daoist Heavencrystal instantly turned ashen.

While they didn’t believe the multi-layered light barrier could withstand such a powerful attack, they exchanged desperate looks and, in a synchronized flash of spiritual light, they transformed into three beams of light that shot out from the barrier, flying in different directions to escape.

The silver-haired elder headed in Han Li’s direction, while Daoist Heavencrystal and another elder broke off towards Wei Wuya.

Han Li, who was also startled by the monstrous slash, cursed silently upon seeing their actions.

Given the Demon Soul’s terrifying speed, the three were certainly in grave danger once separated.

But he was currently busy finalizing the last steps of the Aureate Sword Formation and couldn’t fly to their rescue.

He had no choice but to continue casting sequences of Incantations swiftly, while under the control of his Divine Sense, the several huge tortoise puppet beasts released their ice awls all at once.

Now, Han Li didn’t expect this attack to harm the enemy; as long as it could slightly delay the Demon Soul’s actions, it might provide the silver-haired elder and the others a chance to escape with their lives.

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