Chapter 1432: Forcefully Repelling Chi Rong

Han Li was naturally quite frustrated. Under normal circumstances, with his divine abilities, he could have escaped this restriction the instant the Demon-Trapping Net formed. However, at that moment, he was in stealth mode. If he had hastily used his divine abilities to flash out of the net, he would likely have immediately revealed his presence. So, after a slight hesitation, he found himself trapped within the restriction.

Han Li's eye twitched; he could only reluctantly remain still for the moment, but his mind was repeatedly sifting through all the information he had just acquired. Clearly, these Scarletflame people were another branch among the seventy-two branches of the Flying Spirit Race. They must have learned from somewhere that three Sky Roc tribesmen would be returning with Wood Spirit Flowers at this time, so they had ambushed them on their inevitable return path. The reason these Scarletflame people dared to do this seemed to be because a significant figure from the Sky Roc Tribe had already fallen, leaving the entire Sky Roc Tribe struggling to protect itself.

If this was the case, wouldn't his original plan fall through? Should he abandon the Sky Roc Tribe and try to infiltrate other Flying Spirit Race strongholds? That didn't seem right! After all, visually, the Sky Roc tribesmen were almost indistinguishable from humans, except for a pair of wings. He didn't know about other branches of the Flying Spirit Race, but seeing how ferocious the Scarletflame people looked, it would likely be difficult to find other branches as easy to infiltrate as the Sky Roc Tribe.

Han Li's thoughts raced like lightning as he watched the transformed Sky Roc and Scarletflame tribesmen battle fiercely nearby. There, deafening roars and explosions filled the air, and countless silver snake-like electric arcs surged and roared in a sea of flames. Three silver birds had almost transformed into avatars of lightning, fighting with both beaks and claws, exhibiting extraordinary bravery. However, under the siege of so many firebirds, they were clearly at a disadvantage.

Not only were the firebirds completely engulfed in flames, but even if their bodies were occasionally struck and broken by the silver birds, the injured areas would instantly recover as if they were immortal. Furthermore, when the silver birds were swept by the flames, the lightning glow on their bodies would shimmer, leaving them unharmed, but the silver light they emitted would invariably dim slightly. Directly above their battle, a crimson orb had appeared at some unknown point, emitting a hazy red light that enveloped everything within several dozen feet below.

"Feng Xiao, even if you are at the same cultivation level, with the help of my Fire Dragon Orb, how can you be my opponent?" During the battle, a giant firebird, noticeably larger than its counterparts, let out a cackling, strange laugh.

With a cold snort, a silver bird suddenly struck with a single claw. Instantly, five streaks of white light shot towards the sky, flashing by in an instant. They were so fast that in the next moment, they fiercely struck the red orb. With a loud "boom," a layer of red light appeared on the surface of the Fire Dragon Orb, effortlessly blocking the five claw strikes.

"Haha, Brother Feng Xiao, don't hold onto false hope. I had our clan elders place a restriction on the Fire Dragon Orb long ago. A mere high-tier Flying Spirit Master like you can't damage it in the slightest." The giant firebird let out several wild laughs, flapping its wings fiercely a few times, instantly sending sheets of flames sweeping forth.

Below, no matter how the three silver birds manipulated lightning to try and escape the Fire Dragon Orb's range, the orb pursued them relentlessly like a maggot on a bone, impossible to shake off even by an inch. Due to their distraction, the three silver birds were repeatedly injured, and the electric arcs shimmering on their bodies also began to weaken. Seeing this, the firebirds attacked even more frantically. The three silver birds could only struggle to resist within the sea of flames.

The firebird, transformed from the bald man, saw this, a sneer flashed in its eyes, and it let out another sharp, clear cry. The two-headed giant bird finally moved. It spread its wings, and both heads simultaneously let out sinister roars. With a sway of its massive body, it transformed into a swirling cloud of colorful mist, sweeping directly towards the three silver birds in the sea of flames.

Upon seeing this, the three silver birds panicked, and one of them suddenly shouted: "Quick, use Lightning Evasion to dodge! We can't directly confront this Scarlet Roar Bird." As soon as these words left its mouth, the three silver birds frantically transformed into three streaks of silver light and shot out from the sea of flames. En route, their bodies instantly took several more heavy blows. But the moment they escaped the sea of flames, they vanished in a flash.

The colorful mist swirled away, and its light instantly converged, revealing the two-headed giant bird once more. Its two massive heads constantly looked left and right. The Fire Dragon Orb in the air spun ceaselessly in place, as if it too had lost track of the three silver birds. Seeing this, the firebirds were naturally startled. The largest one retracted its wings and, amid the raging flames, transformed back into its human form. It was precisely the bald man named Tian Ming.

After scanning the direction where the three streaks of silver light had disappeared, he let out a cold laugh: "Don't think that by using the power of lightning to conceal yourselves, I can't find you. This time, besides borrowing the Fire Dragon Orb, I also brought Spirit-Guiding Bees. I've already had them identify the crystal cores of your Sky Roc tribe. Even if you cultivate the Lightning Evasion technique to its peak, you still won't escape their search."

As his words fell, the bald man suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a red gourd. The gourd spun around, and as its opening faced downwards, it suddenly spat out several yellow venomous bees with a few puffs. Each bee was several inches long and emitted a faint spiritual glow. The man uttered a few strange cries, pointing a finger towards the direction where the silver birds had disappeared. Instantly, these spirit bees buzzed and shot away. The man gave a sinister laugh and waved his hand behind him. Immediately, the other Scarletflame tribesmen, transformed into firebirds, all spread their wings and flew out, closely following behind each spirit bee. The two-headed giant bird also slowly approached.

The next moment, the sinister smile on the man's face froze. After circling around for a while, the spirit bees gathered in one spot, all circling and hovering ceaselessly around the same area. "How did they only find one Sky Roc tribesman?" All the Scarletflame tribesmen were somewhat confused. But the bald man was exceptionally decisive; the next moment, he immediately reacted, suddenly opening his mouth and uttering the two words: "Attack!"

However, before the firebirds could pounce, the area surrounded by the spirit bees emitted a faint ripple, followed by a burst of grey spiritual light. A wave of spiritual light swept out from the void, and as soon as the spirit bees were swept into it, they instantly vanished without a trace. The firebirds were startled. Without thinking, they opened their mouths, and several blazing fire pillars immediately whistled towards the spot. A strange scene unfolded! With a flash of grey light, these fiery pillars disintegrated and melted away within the misty glow, vanishing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

At this, all the firebirds were greatly startled. Their originally menacing charge came to an abrupt halt, and they all gazed with uncertain, surprised looks at a strange figure slowly emerging from the grey mist. This person wore a green robe, had an ordinary appearance, and a pair of white feathered wings on their back. They were also a Flying Spirit tribesman, but clearly not one of the three Sky Roc tribesmen from before.

"Who are you?" the bald man exclaimed in shock, then roared sharply, an astonishing aura suddenly emanating from his body.

"Who am I? Can't you tell?" the green-robed figure replied with a faint smile. This was Han Li, whose identity had been unexpectedly revealed. On the surface, he appeared calm, but inwardly, he was complaining endlessly. These alien races were fighting among themselves, so why was he suddenly dragged into it? He wasn't a Sky Roc tribesman; why would those spirit bees find him? Han Li muttered to himself, vaguely suspecting it was likely related to the Roc's feather he had refined into his Wind-Lightning Wings. Fortunately, when he revealed himself, he had not only changed the color of his Wind-Lightning Wings but also transformed them into the size and shape of a Sky Roc's wings, so there was no need to fear anyone spotting a flaw.

"A Sky Roc tribesman?" The bald man's gaze swept over Han Li's face and the white feathered wings on his back, and a murderous aura instantly appeared on his face. Han Li, however, smiled without speaking.

"No matter how you got here, since I've encountered you, there's only one path: death. Kill him!" the bald man commanded with exceptional coldness. Instantly, the surrounding firebirds swarmed forward. With fluttering wings and shaking claws, over a dozen streaks of claw light, mixed with rolling flames, surged furiously towards Han Li.

Just then, the Fire Dragon Orb flashed and somehow teleported dozens of feet away, appearing directly above Han Li's head. A layer of red light barrier simultaneously swept down. Han Li's eyebrow twitched. Without any visible movement, he simply waved a dark hand. The grey spiritual mist in front of him suddenly surged by more than twofold. The claw strikes and flames, upon entering it, immediately solidified, then shattered and dissipated inch by inch under the shimmering mist, vanishing without a trace.

At the same time, a thunderous roar erupted from the wings on Han Li's back. His figure blurred slightly, and he vanished without a trace in a flash of golden lightning. The next moment, he reappeared beside the red orb high in the sky, extended a hand like lightning, and actually grabbed the orb. With a "boom," the Fire Dragon Orb not only emitted a layer of fiery red light barrier but also conjured a several-zhang-long crimson giant python out of thin air. It opened its mouth wide and fiercely bit towards Han Li's arm. "Bang!" Golden light flashed on his arm, and a layer of tiny golden scales appeared on its surface. Despite the fiery python biting down fiercely, his arm remained perfectly unharmed, like fine steel. And the five fingers gripping the orb suddenly exerted force. After a faint golden shadow flashed behind him, a crisp cracking sound was heard. Not only was the light barrier on the Fire Dragon Orb's surface forcibly crushed open, but the orb itself shattered into pieces under Han Li's immense strength. He then rubbed his hands together again, lifted his fingers, and a puff of red powder scattered with the wind.

From Han Li effortlessly neutralizing another round of their attacks, to instantly teleporting into the air, and then crushing the Fire Dragon Orb with sheer strength – all of this happened in mere moments. The Scarletflame tribesmen below watched, one by one, dumbfounded.

"You destroyed our Scarletflame Tribe's treasure!" Although equally horrified, the bald man immediately thought of the consequences of the Fire Dragon Orb's destruction and was filled with both shock and fury. He let out a sharp cry from his mouth, his figure swayed, and he transformed back into a giant firebird, charging forward. The two-headed giant bird also transformed into a swirling cloud of colorful mist and rolled towards him.