Chapter 1210: Extracting Liquid

Han Li took a deep breath as he witnessed the scene. His wings fluttered behind him, and he instantly vanished from his spot. The next moment, he reappeared at his original position beside the magical formation. Without a word, he gestured towards the three artifacts on the ground—a gourd, a jade bottle, and a round bowl—which simultaneously flew into the air and circled above his head.

Just then, the crescent moon in the sky tilted, and a strange silver beam of light shot vertically down from it, enveloping the Heavenly Calamity Beast below. A strong fragrance filled the air. The moon's surface suddenly shimmered with water, and as it leaned, something seemed poised to drip from it. Han Li no longer hesitated. His figure blurred, and with the three artifacts above his head, he transformed into a green rainbow and shot skyward.

At that moment, the moon finally dripped a fist-sized lump of milky-white liquid. However, as soon as it left the moon, the liquid transformed into countless white specks of light, slowly descending towards the Heavenly Calamity Beast along the silver beam. Strangely, all these light specks could only exist within the beam; any that drifted out of its range instantly vanished. As these white light specks touched the beast's body, they individually merged into it and disappeared. The Heavenly Calamity Beast, which had been weakened by resisting the heavenly tribulation, instantly felt a surge of energy after absorbing just a few clusters of white light. It exhaled a burst of demonic qi, actually drawing all the falling light specks from mid-air into its mouth. Immediately, as if stimulated, its body suddenly swelled significantly.

Ripples spread across the moon's surface, and another lump of liquid seemed to be slowly dripping out, also transforming into countless white lights and falling down. By this point, Han Li, in his green rainbow form, approached the moon within the black clouds after several flashes. But when he was still over a hundred feet away, silver light suddenly flashed in the nearby sky. Countless silver arcs emerged from the clouds with a rumbling sound, all violently striking towards Han Li. For a moment, it was as if countless silver snakes were rushing towards him, their momentum incredibly astonishing. Even Han Li, who had experienced many great dangers, was startled by the sight. Fortunately, the Heavenly Calamity Beast had mentioned this during their telepathic communication, so while surprised, he swiftly turned his hand. An object he had prepared earlier appeared in his palm, shimmering with green light—it was the spiritual treasure, the Eight Spirit Ruler.

Seeing countless silver arcs about to reach him, Han Li, still enveloped in his escape light, waved the wooden ruler. Palm-sized silver lotus flowers appeared all around him, densely protecting the green rainbow, making it impervious to wind and rain. The silver arcs struck the lotus flowers, erupting in bursts of thunderous roars, and countless delicate electric arcs bounced and flashed. The lotus flowers disintegrated under such fierce electric arc attacks, but immediately, another batch surged out from within the escape light, seemingly endless. They truly managed to withstand such astonishing lightning strikes head-on.

With a flash of the green rainbow, Han Li reached the vicinity of the black clouds in an instant, only a dozen feet away from the moon. The second lump of milky-white liquid had just dripped from the moon. The moment Han Li's escape light paused, he felt as if he was in some forbidden zone. Countless electric arcs struck from all directions, this time seemingly three times denser than before. Wrapped in countless silver lotus flowers, Han Li ignored these electric arcs. Instead, he suddenly pointed at the three artifacts in front of him. The gourd, jade bottle, and round bowl instantly transformed into three beams of spiritual light, shooting straight towards the moon. The moment they left Han Li's escape light, dense electric arcs enveloped Han Li. A lightning strike even fiercer than before exploded near Han Li. For a moment, Han Li felt like he was in a raging storm of lightning and thunder. Although the Eight Spirit Ruler's lotus flowers appeared endlessly, they gradually showed signs of being overwhelmed. The area protected by the lotus flowers rapidly shrank, quickly closing in on Han Li.

But Han Li ignored all this, instead focusing entirely on controlling the three artifacts, guiding them slowly towards the moon. Yes, indeed, they were moving slowly. For some unknown reason, as soon as the gourd and other artifacts approached within three feet of the moon, they each became incredibly heavy, as if having triggered some restriction. Their escape speed became like a snail's crawl, only able to inch closer to the moon. At this point, the moon had finished dripping the second lump of liquid, and with a flicker of white light, it gradually became blurred, as if it was about to disappear. Simultaneously, the black clouds in the sky churned violently again. Han Li also felt a shocking, immense spiritual pressure slowly forming. This was clearly a sign that the ninth wave of lightning strikes was about to begin.

Watching the artifacts, still several feet away from the moon, slowly approaching, Han Li could no longer maintain his composure. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly let out a loud roar. Focusing his divine sense, he abruptly unleashed a "Soul Dissipation Thorn" towards the moon. An invisible immense force acted upon the vicinity of the moon. A layer of rippling, water-like waves appeared and flickered around the moon. The three artifacts happened to be within the range of these rippling waves, and their escape speed instantly increased by a third. Seeing this, Han Li unhesitatingly opened his mouth again and spat out a mouthful of vital essence blood. He rapidly flicked his ten fingers at the essence blood several times, and the essence blood instantly transformed into a mist of blood, vanishing in a flash.

A bizarre scene unfolded: the three artifacts, originally of different colors, immediately emitted a strange bloody glow the moment the blood mist disappeared. Trembling, they simultaneously broke free from their restraints and vanished into the moon in the void. But almost at the same time, the already somewhat blurred moon flickered and disappeared, leaving only the three artifacts floating alone in the void. Whether the three artifacts had obtained something from the moon or were empty, even Han Li was astonished and couldn't tell.

After a world-shaking thunderous roar, all the electric arcs that had been relentlessly striking Han Li's escape light suddenly flashed and vanished into a certain spot in the black clouds. Han Li, upon seeing this, did not feel relieved; instead, his face showed a serious expression. His eyes flickered a few times, and he gestured into the distance. The gourd and other artifacts instantly flew back. Without a word, Han Li's body glowed with green light, and he wrapped the three artifacts, shooting downwards. In a flash, he reached the side of the formation below. He glanced at the three artifacts, then swiftly grabbed the hovering yellow gourd with one hand. After looking inside, he turned his hand and made it disappear without a trace. As for the other two artifacts, he didn't even look at them, directly storing them in his storage bag. From beginning to end, Han Li's expression remained normal, showing no hint of abnormality. However, judging by the faint fragrance emanating from the artifacts, it was clear that Han Li's efforts this time were not in vain.

The Heavenly Calamity Beast, on the other hand, was not concerned with this matter at all. At this moment, its mind and body were completely engrossed by the heavenly tribulation in the sky. All the scattered electric arcs in the high sky had disappeared, but an unusually powerful fluctuation came from the black clouds directly above the beast, preventing it from being distracted in the slightest. The beast's silver demonic cloud had completely vanished. It stood directly in the formation with its bare demonic body, not even releasing its previous gray-white demonic qi, as if knowing that such qi would be of no help against the upcoming lightning tribulation.

Han Li smiled slightly, just about to say something to the beast, when a deep rumble of thunder came from the sky. A massive silver arc, as thick as a water vat, suddenly emerged from beneath the black clouds, over twenty feet long. After several flashes of silver light, it resembled a giant silver dragon, directly pouncing ferociously towards the Heavenly Calamity Beast below. Before it even truly descended, the silver electric light emitted from the giant dragon almost illuminated half the sky, its momentum truly astonishing.

The Heavenly Calamity Beast below, seeing this, its face changed drastically. Without thinking, it suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a hazy gray spherical bead, which spun continuously above its head. This was its vital demonic core. But before the silver dragon could pounce on the beast, Han Li, outside the formation, made his move. He raised his hand, and a small silver shield shot out, immediately transforming into a silver light screen that enveloped the Heavenly Calamity Beast, protecting it. Then, he leisurely watched the silver dragon pounce from the sky, smiling without a word.

The Heavenly Calamity Beast, seeing this, immediately let out a great sigh of relief. With a loud bang, the silver dragon solidly struck the silver light screen, erupting in blindingly dazzling light. The silver light screen trembled violently but immediately returned to normal as if nothing had happened. After its attack was ineffective, the silver electric dragon did not dissipate and disappear. Instead, it coiled around the light screen. Huge thunderous roars occasionally came from the surface of the light screen, but with each strike, the silver dragon's body visibly shrank. After a continuous dozen strikes, the silver dragon was already only half its original size.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, you can withdraw your treasure now. I can handle this myself," the Heavenly Calamity Beast suddenly shouted loudly to Han Li from within the silver screen. Han Li heard this and was not surprised. He gently waved his hand towards the formation, and the silver light screen flashed and disappeared. On the way here, this beast had warned Han Li beforehand. Although one could ask others to protect them during a demon clan's transformation tribulation, or even help reduce part of the tribulation's power, the recipient must ultimately withstand a small portion of each wave's power on their own. Otherwise, that wave of tribulation would repeat endlessly and never subside. Therefore, when it asked Han Li to act, it merely wanted Han Li to help it diminish most of the power of the remaining three waves of tribulation. Thus, upon hearing the beast's words, Han Li naturally immediately retracted his small silver shield.

Without the protection of the silver screen, the electric dragon immediately pounced on the Heavenly Calamity Beast. However, it was instantly blocked by the gray-white demonic core, which flashed in front. The huge electric arcs struck the core, causing the spherical bead to tremble slightly, but it remained suspended in place, completely motionless, easily blocking the greatly weakened lightning strike. Subsequently, no matter from which direction the silver dragon pounced on the Heavenly Calamity Beast, the demonic core would always block it a step earlier. With continuous booming sounds, the silver dragon's volume rapidly shrank. Han Li watched this scene, rubbed his chin, and then looked up at the sky, pondering calmly. "It seems reducing the power of the last two waves of lightning strikes will be no problem at all. After all, it's just the tribulation of an eighth-level demonic beast. Even if it's terrifying for a beast of this level, for me, resisting it won't take much effort. The key is whether this beast can withstand the remaining tribulation power on its own."