Chapter 1058: Breaking Through and Sudden Mutation

The white hair on Loose Immortal San's arm appeared for only a fleeting moment before vanishing without a trace. He then continued discussing how to breach the barrier with Han Li and the others, as if nothing had happened.

Han Li's expression remained unperturbed, and his voice was calm. No one noticed a wisp of his spiritual sense had entered a spirit beast pouch, gently soothing the suddenly agitated Soul-Devouring Beast. Meanwhile, unusual thoughts raced through his mind.

In a short while, Han Li and the others had finalized their method of attack. Immediately, they moved to their chosen spots, took out their respective formation flags and disks, and began setting up auxiliary formations to amplify their attack power.

Meanwhile, Han Li and the youth surnamed Xu worked together to set up a powerful offensive formation called the "Wind Flame Dragon Fury Formation." While this formation couldn't compare to the forbidden formations of some sects, it was the most potent offensive array they could temporarily arrange.

It was estimated that once this formation was set up and activated, it could deliver an attack comparable to a full-power strike from a late Nascent Soul cultivator using an ordinary magic treasure. Naturally, this would be extremely useful.

After a short while, all the formations were ready. Gui Ling, the Silver-Winged Yaksha, and the others took their positions within their auxiliary formations.

The "Wind Flame Dragon Fury Formation" was, of course, jointly controlled by Han Li and the youth surnamed Xu.

It was quite ironic: Han Li and the Heavenly Azure Sacred Hall, who were originally mortal enemies, were now forced to join forces in the blink of an eye.

The youth surnamed Xu gazed at the grayish barrier not far ahead. With a flick of his hand, a milky-white ball of light shot out and struck the barrier. However, instead of exploding, it paused briefly, then floated on the barrier's surface, flickering, becoming an extremely obvious target.

"When it's time for you all to strike, attack this point!" the youth surnamed Xu instructed without ceremony.

No one else said anything, indicating their unspoken agreement.

Seeing this, the youth surnamed Xu immediately turned and glanced at Han Li, who was inside the formation, then nodded slightly.

Han Li smiled faintly and, without a word, performed a hand seal. He flicked his fingers outwards repeatedly, sending out one incantation after another. In an instant, dozens of formation flags around them flashed with various spiritual lights, and a loud buzzing sound erupted.

The youth surnamed Xu took a deep breath. His hand glowed with fiery-red spiritual light as he pressed it onto the ground. Immediately, streaks of red light radiated from him, flowing towards the formation disks buried deep underground.

The ground immediately trembled. Then, with several 'poof' sounds, over a dozen crimson fire pillars, each as thick as a bowl, instantly shot up from within the formation. They emitted scorching temperatures, as if even the nearby air had ignited.

Everyone felt a sensation of dry mouth and throat.

At that moment, Han Li flipped his palm, revealing a pale blue formation disk in his palm.

He casually patted the formation disk, and a green light flashed. Points of spiritual light immediately appeared within the formation in response. After a few rumbling sounds, over a dozen azure wind dragons instantly condensed and took form within the array. Then, as Han Li chanted, each dragon targeted a fire pillar and lunged towards it.

Instantly, wind and fire merged, transforming into over a dozen wind-fire dragons. With wind as their bodies and fire as their skin, the fire gained power from the wind, and both elements surged simultaneously.

"Attack!"

Upon seeing the wind-fire dragons take form, the youth surnamed Xu's face flashed with delight as he shouted.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a cyan round bead. The Spiritual Rhinoceros Peacock hovering above his head also flapped its wings, sending a torrent of five-colored spiritual light towards the bead, which then shot straight towards the barrier with astonishing momentum.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha, Lin Yinping, and the others also activated their auxiliary formations, unleashing their divine abilities or manifesting magic treasures to attack the barrier, following a specific mystical sequence.

Earth-shattering roars continuously echoed from the barrier ahead as massive balls of spiritual energy exploded one after another. The sheer force was so immense that it seemed to make the entire space reverberate.

Han Li, with a flick of his sleeve, sent dozens of golden flying swords soaring into the sky, which then transformed into hundreds of sword beams. The dazzling golden light almost covered the entire sky. The youth surnamed Xu and other cultivators nearby, witnessing this display of power and recalling the sharpness of the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, all showed a slight change in expression as their apprehension towards Han Li deepened even further.

Han Li, however, paid no attention to what others were thinking. Under his incantation, the sword beams instantly condensed into a giant sword over ten zhang long. As another incantation struck it, a layer of golden electric arcs appeared on the sword's body, and a loud thunderous roar erupted.

However, even though the giant sword had taken form, Han Li did not immediately activate it. Instead, he let out a low cry and suddenly threw out the formation disk in his hand.

Then, he performed a hand seal with both hands and tapped the formation disk several times.

Immediately, the formation disk trembled violently in the air, then burst open with a muffled bang. A large expanse of green light cascaded downwards and instantly disappeared into the formation.

After absorbing the green light, the surrounding formation flags erupted with astonishing spiritual light. The more than ten wind-fire dragons flying in the array rolled once, then all let out dragon roars, their bodies swelling several times in size, before lunging forward fiercely.

The dozen or so wind-fire dragons, carrying astonishing momentum, lined up in a straight line and crashed into the barrier one after another with immense force.

This time, the grayish barrier finally trembled violently, then began to twist and deform.

When the last wind-fire dragon exploded against the barrier, transforming into a massive ball of wind and fire, a streak of blood-red light flashed, transforming into a giant blood-red blade that struck the same spot.

With a 'bang,' a crisp sound, as if porcelain was shattering, was heard.

A crack about one zhang long finally appeared in the barrier. It was only about a chi deep and did not seem to penetrate through. However, as a black light flashed within the crack, it seemed poised to heal.

But the youth surnamed Xu, the Silver-Winged Yaksha, and the others would not let such a good opportunity go to waste. Immediately, numerous treasures, like a furious storm, continuously bombarded the crack, barely managing to temporarily slow down its healing process.

At this moment, Han Li made his move.

The giant sword, which had long been primed and ready, transformed into a golden lightning bolt amidst a roar and slashed fiercely into the crack.

The sword light and golden arcs exploded within the crack, like a golden sun rising within it. The zhang-long crack instantly dissolved and melted, forcibly expanding to several times its original size. The effect of this single blow seemed to be several times greater than all the previous attacks combined.

Not only were the others stunned, but Han Li himself was also taken aback.

What was going on? Judging from the situation, it seemed that the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder perfectly countered this barrier. Could the Black Wind Flag actually be a demonic spirit treasure? If so, this situation wouldn't be impossible.

As Han Li pondered inwardly, the golden light receded, and a faint white light permeated from the barrier. It seemed as though only a thin layer of the barrier remained within the crack.

Everyone was overjoyed at this sight. However, before anyone could activate their magic treasures to attack, a black flying dagger, an inch long, silently appeared before the crack, then flashed and vanished again. A soft 'bang' then came from the final thin layer of the barrier, and a black glow appeared on its surface. Immediately, the entire barrier shattered inch by inch, and a hole several zhang wide instantly appeared, revealing a strangely familiar landscape outside.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone was greatly relieved. However, with a flash of silver light, a figure mysteriously appeared before the barrier, then rushed out of the hole first.

It was Han Li's human-shaped puppet.

The others, who had originally been a little slow, were now in a panic. Without time to think, everyone unleashed their various escape arts and shot towards this sole exit.

A pair of silver wings also appeared behind Han Li, but he did not immediately teleport out. Instead, a strange glint flashed in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

Gui Ling had originally transformed into a black-and-white mist and appeared before the barrier, but suddenly showed a hint of surprise and doubt, causing its movement to pause.

During this brief delay, the youth surnamed Xu and the others, including the demon cultivators, had already escaped through the barrier.

Just then, an extremely dazzling streak of blood-red light suddenly flashed outside the barrier, and countless black threads, making hissing sounds as they pierced the air, flashed past the hole.

The youth surnamed Xu's thunderous roar and Lin Yinping's enraged shriek sounded almost simultaneously. Loud explosions erupted outside the hole, and thick bloody mist appeared, accompanied by Loose Immortal San's sinister, triumphant laughter.

"Go!"

Han Li let out a low cry without hesitation, then fiercely flapped the Wind-Thunder Wings on his back, transforming into a silver arc and escaping directly through the hole.

Although Gui Ling was extremely alarmed, it followed immediately without hesitation.

As soon as Han Li's figure appeared outside the barrier, countless streams of bloody mist immediately surged towards him from all directions. However, he seemed to have been prepared; the silver arc flashed several times, escaping the bloody mist, and reappearing over a hundred zhang away in another spot.

He stopped and looked towards the exit hole. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

He saw that outside the rapidly shrinking hole, a blood sea several mu in size had appeared. The boundless bloody mist was as thick as liquid, and a strong stench of blood surged and churned within it. Floating gently within the blood sea, not sinking into the bloody mist, were the Silver-Winged Yaksha, the Lion-Bird Beast, and a tall monster covered in white fur.

This monster was wearing Loose Immortal San's robes, but its entire body reeked of cadaveric energy. It suddenly turned around, its eyes flickering with green flames, and fangs protruding from its mouth. It had an unusually withered, white-furred bear face.

This monster was currently manipulating the blood light, a transformation of the blood blade, to firmly suppress a certain figure within the bloody mist in the blood sea, preventing them from escaping.

This figure only had half of its body remaining, with one arm and one leg gone. Yet, it was still desperately activating a cyan round bead and a silver hook-shaped magic treasure to resist the overhead blood light and the surrounding bloody mist erosion. Its face, however, was filled with resentment.

It was none other than the Great Immortal Master of the Heavenly Azure Grasslands, the youth surnamed Xu.

Not far from him, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Peacock, which possessed considerable divine abilities, was also firmly trapped within the purple mist created by the Lion-Bird Beast, barely able to defend itself.

Lin Yinping's situation was no better. She was being besieged by countless Gray Soul Threads released by the Silver-Winged Yaksha in mid-air, making her flustered. If not for the considerable divine ability of her Brocade Scarf Silver Silkworm, whose sprayed silver threads could just about resist the pervasive attacks of the gray threads, she would have been captured long ago.

Even so, her defeat was only a matter of time.

"It's it!"

Gui Ling, who had also teleported nearby due to Han Li's warning, suddenly stared at the white-furred monster with wide eyes and let out a gasp.