Chapter 1161: Treasure Seizure

Volume Six: Spirit Treasure of Heaven-Reach

It was a bizarre monster, resembling a seahorse but with four arms. These four arms were all cradling a pale blue storage bag, and its ugly face was unmistakably beaming with joy.

Upon seeing this, Han Li's pupils contracted slightly.

Just then, the light blue monster cultivator, who had been hovering motionless, moved his lips to speak a few words to the four-armed monster. Immediately, excitement also dawned on his face, and with a shift of his body, he transformed into a streak of blue light, shooting towards the four-armed beast.

After observing the Level Eight monster cultivator's unusual expression, Han Li's last trace of hesitation vanished.

He no longer concealed his presence; with a clap of thunder from behind him, his snow-white Wind Thunder Wings materialized, and he instantly vanished from his original position.

After a few more flashes, Han Li, now a silver arc, appeared a thousand *zhang* away.

With another peal of thunder, he abruptly materialized directly above the four-armed monster.

"Ah!"

The four-armed monster was quite quick-witted. The moment it saw this, a bad feeling surged within it. It instantly opened its mouth, and dense yellow lights burst forth. Simultaneously, its body shifted, transforming into a dazzling yellow arc that veered away from Han Li, aiming directly towards the Level Eight monster cultivator in the distance.

It was clear the monster knew of Han Li's fierce approach and had no intention of facing him alone.

However, Han Li wouldn't let a mere Level Six monster escape from right under his nose. Ignoring the earth-shattering roar from the distant Level Eight monster cultivator, he swept his sleeve, and a sheet of green mist billowed forth.

Hundreds of yellow lights were instantly dispersed by the mist, turning into dozens of fine yellow needles that scattered and fell.

Simultaneously, Han Li raised his other arm and made a grabbing motion in the air towards the fleeing four-armed monster.

Instantly, a scene unfolded, strikingly similar to how the Golden Flood Dragon King had dealt with the lean old man!

A green light flashed above the monster's head, and a massive green hand materialized. It shot down like lightning, effortlessly seizing the monster by its waist.

The four-armed monster was scared out of its wits!

Yellow light pulsed wildly around its body as its four arms blurred, transforming into four gleaming, sharp blades. It then frantically hacked at the massive green hand.

But a divine ability forged by Han Li, a cultivator in the Late Nascent Soul stage, could not be broken by a mere Level Six monster.

Though cold light flashed, the massive green hand remained completely unharmed.

Han Li's eyebrow twitched, and a hint of sternness appeared on his face. He then closed the five fingers of the grasping hand.

The green hand mercilessly tightened its grip, and immediately, a tragic shriek rang out.

The four-armed monster's body was remarkably tough, yet it could not withstand a blow from a Late Nascent Soul cultivator. Its body was instantly torn into several pieces.

Almost simultaneously, Han Li transformed into a silver arc and vanished, reappearing beside the monster's remains the next instant. With a sweep, he drew the pale blue storage bag from the creature's body into his hand, then swiftly scanned its contents with his spiritual sense.

An expression of extreme surprise and delight appeared on Han Li's face.

"Leave the spirit stones for me!"

A thundering roar came from nearby. The blue-faced Level Eight monster cultivator, having witnessed Han Li's sudden appearance, the swift demise of the four-armed beast in a single strike, and the seizure of its belongings, was naturally enraged beyond measure. He roared, discarding all pretense.

The roar echoed far and wide, infused with the monster's magical power. It was likely that all monsters within dozens of miles could hear it clearly.

Han Li frowned, turning his head to cast an icy glance at the monster, as if he were looking at a dead man.

The monster cultivator, enveloped in blue light, finally streaked to a spot near Han Li. However, Han Li's single glance sent a chill through him, as if he had been plunged into the depths of winter.

The monster was considerably startled. He hastily halted his escape light, then remembered to quickly scan his opponent with his spiritual sense.

The monster's expression changed drastically, and he drew a deep, cold breath.

"A Late Nascent Soul cultivator? Who are you?" The previously aggressive Level Eight monster cultivator's posture sank. He frantically flipped his hand, revealing two bizarre, shell-like treasures that he held before him, a flicker of fear in his eyes.

"Who am I? What's there to say to a dead man?" Han Li didn't spare the monster another glance. Instead, his eyes swept across the horizon in all directions.

The monster's previous roar seemed to have had an effect. Further away, two Transformed-level monster cultivators, who had been tightly entangling a male and female cultivator, now abandoned their opponents. They abruptly transformed into two masses of green demonic wind, shooting directly towards Han Li.

In the even more distant reaches, golden light and faint thunder could be heard, indicating that the Golden Flood Dragon King was also returning. Given that monster's terrifying escape speed, his return would likely be instantaneous.

Han Li mused for a moment, a cold smile playing on his lips. He put away the storage bag, then with a flick of his wrist, an emerald green wooden ruler appeared in his hand.

Upon seeing this, the Level Eight monster cultivator opposite him immediately activated the shell-shaped treasures before him. A white light flashed on the shells' surface, instantly forming an unusually thick light shield that encased the monster. Only then did it feel a sense of relief.

Han Li, seeing this, showed a hint of mockery on his face. He simply gave the long ruler in his hand a gentle shake, and an emerald green spiritual light flashed. Immediately, a Sanskrit chant emanated from directly above the monster's head, and a silver lotus flower, several *zhang* in size, appeared, unleashing a torrent of seven-colored Buddhist light.

The Level Eight monster cultivator within the light shield instinctively swayed, attempting to use his escape light to evade the descending Buddhist radiance.

But then something utterly terrifying occurred: the air nearby tightened, and an invisible, immense force descended upon the monster. He found himself unable to move even a single finger, already ensnared by the Buddhist light. Simultaneously, the spiritual energy within his body became sluggish, unable to be mobilized in the slightest.

"Ah!"

The monster only managed a startled cry before a golden light, about ten *zhang* long, shot forth. It merely circled the light shield a few times, but that was enough: the shield emitted a cracking sound and shattered.

Then, under the monster cultivator's terrified gaze, the golden light flashed past.

With a "thud," the monster's body split in two, and its corpse plummeted to the ground.

From the severed remains, a ball of green flame shot out. But just then, with a clap of thunder, Han Li mysteriously appeared before it. He raised a hand and pointed into the air at the green flame.

The green light trembled slightly, then was forcefully fixed in place high in the air by Han Li's powerful spiritual energy.

With a toss of his other hand, he conjured a pale green jade bottle. After spinning rapidly, a stream of white mist sprayed out from its mouth.

The mist gently reversed, sweeping the green flame into itself and drawing it directly into the bottle.

Just then, the other two monster cultivators, riding the demonic winds, had already covered more than half the distance. From afar, they witnessed Han Li's actions of slaying the monster and capturing its soul, and a chill ran through both their hearts.

The two monsters hastily halted their green demonic winds. After exchanging glances, fear was evident on both their faces.

Meanwhile, the distant horizon was gradually clearing, and sure enough, the Golden Flood Dragon King was rapidly approaching. Simultaneously, various colored demonic mists appeared from other directions, indicating that the rest of the monster cultivators were also rushing back.

Han Li's eyes flickered, and he murmured thoughtfully:

"Forget it," he murmured, "since I've got the spirit stones, there's no need to risk it." With a slight curl of his lips, Han Li's entire body glowed with green light, and he departed from the area.

"Stop him!"

Although the Golden Flood Dragon King was still hundreds of *zhang* away, his unquestionable command echoed through the nearby air.

The other two monsters could no longer stand by. Witnessing their opponent take away the top-grade spirit stones, they knew they could not bear the consequences of such a loss. In desperation, they formed hand seals, each conjuring a hazy green wind dragon that fiercely lunged towards Han Li.

Han Li, however, merely laughed heartily. He instantly transformed into a silver arc and vanished, reappearing over twenty *zhang* away the next moment, before transforming into a green rainbow and streaking away through the sky.

The two wind dragons were utterly unable to catch up!

"Leave the spirit stones for me!" In the distance, the Flood Dragon King, enveloped in golden light, his eyes flashing fiercely, suddenly hurled the golden spear in his hand from an astonishing distance.

Han Li was slightly startled!

With a rumble, the golden spear flickered in and out of sight several times, astonishingly covering the vast distance until it was only thirty to forty *zhang* away. The instant the spear vanished again, Han Li's expression was calm. His escape light paused slightly, and simultaneously, he flipped his hand, revealing a small silver shield before him that instantly grew to ten *zhang* in size.

Almost simultaneously, the golden spear appeared about ten *zhang* in front of Han Li. With a flash of lightning, it struck the silver shield with incredible speed.

With a mighty "clang," brilliant golden and silver lights intertwined and flashed, resulting in a momentary stalemate.

The Golden Flood Dragon King in the distance unconsciously paused his escape light. He hastily chanted a spell, and with a clap of thunder, a silver electric snake flew directly from the spear. After a single coil, it bypassed the shield and lunged straight at Han Li.

"Hmph, mere parlor tricks!" Han Li snorted, then instinctively reached out and grabbed.

What seemed like a slow motion was, in fact, a strange and precise grab at the silver electric snake's vital point. Simultaneously, his entire arm rumbled, and dense golden electric arcs erupted across it.

The golden arcs surged down his arm, instantly obliterating the silver snake.

The Golden Flood Dragon King's expression changed slightly at this sight. But Han Li was not finished. After destroying the electric snake, he slammed his hand against the silver shield before him with a "bang."

The shield's surface immediately emitted a dazzling silver light, becoming as smooth as a mirror.

The golden spear trembled slightly, then was repelled by the silver light, rolling and flying seven to eight *zhang* away.

Seizing this opportunity, Han Li once again transformed into a green rainbow and shot off in a certain direction. This time, he no longer concealed any of his spiritual energy; with all his magical power mobilized, the green rainbow's escape speed was so rapid that in just a few breaths, he had already fled over a hundred *zhang* away.

Coincidentally, a monster cultivator transformed into a black light was approaching from the opposite direction. It was the Tortoise Demon, who had been following closely behind the Golden Flood Dragon King.

Because Han Li's escape light was too fast, the monster couldn't clearly see his face. However, it had witnessed from afar Han Li's previous feat of slaying another Level Eight monster cultivator and effortlessly deflecting the Golden Flood Dragon King's attack.

Thus, when the Tortoise Demon saw Han Li heading directly towards it, its expression naturally changed drastically.

It immediately changed the direction of its escape light, hastily shooting to the side, hoping to avoid Han Li's path.

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes turned cold. The green rainbow suddenly flashed intensely and then disappeared.

The large expanse of space ahead suddenly became empty.

The Tortoise Demon couldn't help but stare blankly, its escape light involuntarily pausing.