Chapter 1069: Golem

Han Li was thrown seven or eight zhang back. A sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, and in a mixture of shock and anger, his magic power condensed within him, finally stabilizing his stance. However, when he looked down at his body, he couldn't help but gasp.

The silver shield of the Primordial Qi Shield and the hazy green protective spiritual light had both been pierced, leaving a fist-sized hole. On his lower abdomen, his long robe was torn, and the dazzling gold and silver battle armor, condensed from Metal-Devouring Beetles, had also been penetrated, revealing the innermost layer of dark inner armor.

This inner armor was split open with a several-inch-long gash, and a glittering silver blade was embedded there, having pierced slightly into his lower abdomen.

A blue light flickered across Han Li's face, and he let out a low hum. Simultaneously, his entire body glowed with a faint golden hue. The strange blade seemed to be struck by an immense force, instantly ricocheting out with a whoosh and shooting into the sky.

With a flicker of his body and a movement of his arm, Han Li snatched the strange blade, finally getting a clear look at its true form.

It was about half a foot long, slightly curved, resembling half of an exceptionally sharp crescent blade. However, upon closer inspection, he realized it was actually a sharp claw from a wolf's paw.

Han Li's heart tensed, and he quickly re-examined the wound on his lower abdomen. He saw a two to three-inch deep cut, yet not a single drop of blood had flowed out. Instead, the exposed flesh was strangely crystalline, faintly interwoven with subtle golden threads. This was a direct result of cultivating the first layer of the Bright King Art, which made his body almost as tough as refined iron.

Otherwise, despite his many layers of protection, that attack just now would likely have pierced directly through his Dantian, causing him to collapse instantly.

This so-called "Celestial Wolf Drill" was truly terrifying.

Horrified, Han Li looked up at the humanoid puppet in front of him. He saw that where it had been directly struck by the other two giant wolves, multi-colored spiritual light flickered continuously. Although the claws were embedded halfway into its body, the puppet appeared unharmed.

Seeing this, he immediately felt a sense of relief.

It seemed that a puppet body crafted from Adamantine Silver and Five-Element Jade was indeed not so easily destroyed.

The Ancient Devil Saint Ancestor, shrouded in dark light, was equally astonished to see attacks that should have been guaranteed hits fail one after another.

It was important to note that the "Celestial Wolf Drill" used just now was one of this silver wolf's most potent abilities.

Each use required destroying one of the silver claws on its four paws. These claws were the result of countless years of painstaking cultivation by the silver wolf in its prime, and their power was so immense that even cultivators at the Spirit Transformation stage would not dare to underestimate them. Of course, now they were being propelled by a fragmented spirit of the Wusha Saint Ancestor using demonic energy, so their power was naturally greatly diminished.

Yet, three such attacks in a row had been forcibly withstood by a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, leaving the Ancient Devil Saint Ancestor somewhat stunned.

At that moment, as the dark light on the altar receded, the colossal body of the giant wolf vanished without a trace, replaced by a slender figure. It was the black-robed woman, into whom the giant wolf had transformed back into human form.

However, she was no longer wearing a black robe; instead, her entire body was encased in a formidable battle armor. This armor was glossy black, with a two-horned demonic head imprinted on its front. Several foot-long black spikes protruded from its shoulders and limbs, glinting with a chilling, sinister light that sent shivers down most people's spines at first glance.

The black-robed woman cast a cold glance at Han Li.

"What is that?" Han Li also secretly gasped.

"That's the True Devil Armor of the Ancient Devils," Silvermoon gravely explained to Han Li. "As long as they possess a demonic body, Ancient Devils can condense a large amount of True Demonic Qi onto themselves to form this armor. Not only is its defense extremely strong, but it also allows them to greatly enhance their divine abilities by utilizing the demonic energy within the armor. During the ancient wars, both our demon race and human cultivators suffered greatly because of this armor. Fortunately, this ability seems to be exclusive to only a portion of Ancient Devils; most do not possess it. Otherwise, whether we could have won that war back then would have been debatable."

"You remember things like this now?" Han Li said, somewhat surprised. At the same time, with a thought, the humanoid puppet moved, pulling the two silver blades from its body, then quickly put them away. Immediately, multi-colored radiance flowed around the wounds, which began to gradually close. Almost simultaneously, the Metal-Devouring Beetle armor on his lower abdomen reformed and also returned to its original state.

As for the silver light barrier, Han Li simply retracted it, reforming it into a small silver shield to guard himself.

"I'm not entirely sure what's happening," Silvermoon replied with a wry smile. "It seems my past memories are gradually reawakening. Things that were once blurry are now clear, and many unknown pieces of information have emerged."

Han Li's gaze flickered uncertainly as he remained silent. The humanoid puppet, with a sway of its body, came to stand beside him.

At this point, the black-robed woman withdrew her gaze from Han Li and turned to look at the unstable dark light above, which was being suppressed by the three exotic treasures. A peculiar expression crossed her face. Suddenly, she formed hand seals and began to chant a clear, melodious incantation, then flicked her slender fingers.

Ten inconspicuous, slender black threads struck the nearby stone tablet, which was inlaid with the Dragon Transformation Seal. Dark light swirled around the tablet, followed by a loud hum.

The stone pillars surrounding the altar vibrated even more intensely, as if in response.

A fierce look flashed across the black-armored woman's face, her hair stood on end, and her features instantly became abnormally contorted. Immediately, the altar beneath her feet trembled slightly. Parts of its surface began to crack and shatter amid flickering black light, and countless streams of dark demonic energy instantly shot up from the fissures.

Seeing this, the black-armored woman couldn't help but reveal a look of madness in her eyes, letting out a triumphant laugh. She then pointed into the air and shouted the word "Break!"

The sound was sharp and piercing. The black energy rising from the altar instantly converged and intertwined in the air. After a tumultuous swirl, it formed a massive black devil statue.

This devil statue was the size of a pavilion, with a voluptuous figure and also clad in battle armor. The armor's style was identical to the black armor worn by the woman. However, the statue's head was that of a fair-faced woman with a pair of exquisite short horns. Its eyes were tightly closed.

"Yuan Sha Saint Ancestor!"

Upon seeing the devil statue, the Corpse Bear, who was guarding Hua Tianqi in mid-air, cried out in alarm, his face turning pale.

Han Li, Xuan Qingzi, and the others were equally astonished.

And in that very instant, the enormous devil statue slowly opened its eyes. Its pupils shimmered like two purple stars in the endless night sky.

Just then, the black light above the devil statue's head finally succumbed to the combined power of the three treasures, completely collapsing into countless black rays that fell downwards.

With no obstruction, the yellow and red light unceremoniously rolled down, overwhelming everything. It was as if a massive yellow and red light screen had appeared above the altar, its momentum astonishing.

The devil statue seemed to sense the anomaly in the air. It raised its head and cast a cold glance at the descending yellow and red light. Then, casually, it raised one hand and lightly clapped towards the sky.

With a tremendous boom.

A black demonic claw, several mu in size, appeared out of nowhere in the sky. Like plucking the moon from the sea, it reached upwards. With a flash of dark light, its five fingers instantly tore five colossal, murky claw marks through the yellow and red canopy. Immediately after its five claws closed, the huge seal and the crimson drum mysteriously appeared simultaneously between its fingers. In the next moment, the vast yellow and red light vanished as if a dream.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was utterly dumbfounded!

The devil statue lowered its head and looked at the two treasures in its hand. With a flicker of purple light, an unfamiliar female voice emerged, icy cold and tinged with confusion.

"This... this is... the Human Realm!"

At this moment, high in the sky, "Hua Tianqi," with his eyes closed, had already condensed a silver wolf head on his back, shimmering with silver light, as if ready to burst forth.

However, upon seeing the distant devil statue, the wolf head instantly recoiled in shock and retreated back into his body. Hua Tianqi's body then trembled, his eyes snapped open, and he suddenly let out a terrified scream.

"Trans-spatial Divine Sense Grand Technique! This is the true divine sense of Yuan Sha Saint Ancestor!"

This cry made all the cultivators' faces change dramatically.

Xuan Qingzi and True Master Qimiao, in particular, turned ashen. This was because the devil statue, with its conjured demonic claw, clenched its five fingers into a fist with lightning speed, instantly crushing the earthen-yellow seal and the crimson resonant drum into smithereens.

Two replica Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures were thus pulverized.

The devil statue then ignored the people in the sky, stretched its arms, and slowly turned its head to look at the black-armored woman below it.

The black-armored woman likewise gazed back expressionlessly. After a brief exchange of glances, the devil statue spoke:

"Good, you're still alive. It wasn't in vain that I expended so much effort to send you to the Human Realm back then. Is your reason for casting this spell to summon me just to deal with these ants before you? Don't you think that's a tremendous waste? You should know, you've already summoned me twice before. After this summon, the wisp of soul imprint I planted in your divine sense will vanish completely. And the True Demonic Qi consumed to summon me is enough to directly refine a group of our Saint Ancestor tribesmen."

"You are I, and I am you. If there were any other way, I wouldn't resort to such a measure. Without the True Demonic Qi leaking from beneath this altar, given my current state, I wouldn't be able to summon you again at all."

"So that's it! No wonder it was so difficult to condense my form this time; it wasn't your own demonic energy that summoned me across realms. It seems I must act quickly. I wonder how long this demonic energy can sustain my manifestation." The colossal devil statue nodded, observing the continuous flow of dark demonic energy from the altar into its feet, and spoke calmly. Then, it raised its head to look at the crowd.

All the cultivators and demons shivered, becoming extremely wary under the devil statue's cold, indifferent purple gaze. A few even began to silently retreat.

But the devil statue's lips seemed to twitch. Then, it raised a single hand, extended a massive demonic finger, and flicked it lightly in a certain direction.

A piercing screech rang out, and something flashed and vanished instantly.

The Lion-Fowl Beast, which had been ceaselessly battling the giant eagle-like demon, suddenly let out a miserable shriek. Its body abruptly swelled, and with a "boom," the fierce beast inexplicably self-destructed.