Chapter 1554: Spirit Sword Emerges

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Even if he couldn't see what lay beyond the fabric, Han Li knew he had been drawn into a black hole; otherwise, such an unusual situation wouldn't occur. In desperation, Han Li slapped his forehead. Instantly, a black light flashed there, and a deep black eye emerged. This was precisely Han Li's Eye of Annihilation, cultivated diligently for so many years.

Since regular attacks had no effect on this fabric, he could only try this specialized, unconventional divine ability designed to break through restrictions. Han Li's quick-witted action was clearly the right move.

A black light beam, as thick as a finger, shot out from his Eye of Annihilation. The seemingly impenetrable crimson fabric was instantly pierced and torn. With a sweep of the thin light beam, an opening about ten feet wide was cut open. Achieving such easy success surprised Han Li, who had only been hoping for a glimpse, and he was then overcome with joy. Without hesitation, he flapped the twin wings on his back, flashing out of the fabric. With a flicker of spiritual light, Han Li reappeared within the black hole, his wings gently fluttering.

This wasn't due to any escape art; he was relying entirely on the innate flying power of his Wind-Thunder Wings to remain suspended in the air. Otherwise, being in the black hole, he would likely plummet straight down into its depths.

Around him, wailing sounds erupted, and countless crimson phantoms swarmed forward. Han Li's expression darkened, and he clasped his hands together. A thunderous roar arose as numerous golden lightning arcs shot forth from his hands. Each of these golden arcs was unusually thick, far different from Han Li's previous Demonic-Ward Thunder.

This was another unexpected benefit brought by his sword cultivation technique. The newly refined flying swords not only completely absorbed the spiritual energy from the Golden Lightning Bamboo but also assimilated the contained Demonic-Ward Thunder for his own use. As a result, in addition to refining the flying swords' attributes to their peak, the contained Demonic-Ward Thunder had significantly increased in both quantity and power. Now, when unleashed by Han Li, they naturally appeared unstoppable!

After a series of "rumbling" explosions, and amidst flashes of golden lightning, the swarming crimson phantoms were all repelled. However, the number of blood shadows was truly overwhelming, seemingly countless, and they surged towards Han Li fearlessly. Some, with slightly more solidified forms, even opened their mouths and spat out plumes of foul-smelling blood filaments, which directly pierced through the lightning net formed by the Demonic-Ward Thunder, reaching Han Li's vicinity.

However, these blood filaments were blocked by the ethereal sword light suddenly released by Han Li's hand seals. Amidst the flickering green light, the blood filaments shattered inch by inch, turning into dust.

At this moment, the roaring sound from the crimson light array poured into Han Li's ears, and the spatial fluctuations emerging from the black hole grew increasingly intense. With a glance around, Han Li understood the unknown crisis he was facing. His face grim, Han Li flapped his twin wings, and in a few flashes, he reached the edge of the black hole, intending to fly out. With a muffled "thump," Han Li stumbled as if he had hit an invisible wall, bounced back by a transparent restriction. He wildly flapped his wings several times before stabilizing himself, naturally becoming furious and alarmed.

Just as he intended to shift his body and immediately unleash a powerful divine ability to break this restriction, a massive suction force suddenly emanated from the depths of the black hole! The force was so immense that Han Li was almost irresistibly pulled back to his original spot, continuing to be drawn backward without a moment's pause. Han Li's expression changed dramatically, and his inner shock was unimaginable!

The crimson light array trembled more violently, its surface already blurring into a haze, gradually becoming transparent, as if it could disappear at any moment. All of this took only a few breaths, though it sounds like a long story. Trapped by the suction force within the black hole, Han Li, in desperation, no longer held back and unleashed all his divine abilities in one go, hoping only to temporarily escape.

In an instant, golden halos, gray mists, five-colored flames, golden lightning arcs, and streaks of green sword light erupted simultaneously around Han Li. The combined power of so many divine abilities was immense! Balls of multi-colored flames rose and fell, completely engulfing Han Li's figure. Even if the suction force was powerful, it loosened for a brief moment.

Han Li was overjoyed and was about to fly out of the black hole when the surrounding blood shadows suddenly let out a wail, followed by successive muffled "thump-thump" sounds. Under a strange force, they simultaneously exploded and disintegrated, turning into streams of crimson light mist. These light mists instantly vanished, slipping into the depths of the black hole.

Han Li immediately felt the surroundings blur, and an unusually familiar sensation surfaced in his mind. This was precisely the feeling he had experienced countless times before being teleported away. "This isn't good," Han Li thought. Although he didn't know where he would be transported, he knew it would certainly be a very unfavorable place. Immediately, the Eye of Annihilation between his brows emitted a strong black glow, spraying out a black light column. With a flash of light, the column vanished into the surroundings. The blurred scene momentarily solidified, but then returned to its original state.

Han Li's face turned ashen, black light piercingly bright between his brows. Streaks of black light shot out wildly in all directions, while the three-headed, six-armed manifestation above his head also waved all six arms, golden lights flashing, attempting to interrupt the teleportation. However, a loud buzzing sound filled the black hole, and all attacks vanished in a flash, having no noticeable effect.

Clearly, this teleportation was different from what he had experienced before, as it was completely unaffected by these attacks. Han Li's heart sank, and for the first time, a sense of powerlessness emerged. At the same time, he found it strangely odd. According to his past experience, when the surroundings blurred, he should have been teleported away in the next instant. But why was this process taking so long?

Just as Han Li was in a panic, his thoughts racing, he suddenly felt a needle-like sting in the palm of his hand gripping the Profound Sky Fruit, as if something sharp had pierced his palm. Startled, he quickly lowered his head. He discovered that his golden, shimmering palm, a result of cultivating the Brahma Saint True Devil Art to its extreme, had unknowingly been punctured by a tiny hole, from which bright red blood flowed out. From the part of the Profound Sky Fruit he held, an unusually sharp wooden thorn protruded, stained with blood, clearly the culprit.

It should be known that Han Li's physical body was several times tougher than ordinary magic treasures. Furthermore, with the forced activation of the Brahma Saint True Devil Art, his palm's toughness at that moment far surpassed its usual state by several folds. Under such circumstances, to be easily pierced by a small wooden thorn was almost unbelievable, even to him, had he not witnessed it with his own eyes.

Witnessing the strange transformation of the Profound Sky Fruit, Han Li's face was filled with surprise and doubt. Before he could cast a spell to stop the bleeding, the Profound Sky Fruit flashed with white light, and his essence blood was instantly absorbed into its surface. Subsequently, a clear resonant sound emanated from the fruit, soaring beyond the nine heavens.

The next moment, Han Li's expression changed dramatically. He suddenly jerked his wrist as if bitten by a snake, trying to throw the Profound Sky Fruit away. But the object seemed dead, stuck firmly to his palm, not budging an inch. Han Li's face instantly turned exceptionally pale. He felt his essence blood surge into the Profound Sky Fruit through the small hole in his hand. Despite frantically urging his incantations, he couldn't stop it in the slightest. In a blink of an eye, he lost more than two-thirds of his essence blood before it abruptly ceased. Such a loss of essence blood would have immediately debilitated an ordinary cultivator; only Han Li, with his extreme resilience, could withstand it. However, if it were an ordinary cultivator's essence blood, the Profound Sky Fruit would likely drain them dry and still not be satisfied.

At this moment, the Profound Sky Fruit's originally pale yellow skin turned bright red in a short time. Then, the verdant green patterns on its surface, after a period of wriggling, transformed into numerous unknown, profound runes, speck-sized and densely covering it. Concurrently, countless five-colored light points appeared around Han Li's body, each like a moth drawn to a flame, surging towards the Profound Sky Fruit. With a "whoosh" sound, a verdant glow flashed at one end of the Profound Sky Fruit, and suddenly, a foot-long, shimmering sword blade shot out.

This blade was exceptionally bright and verdant, its surface smooth as a mirror. However, at its center, a row of unusually strange green runes seemed to be inscribed, five in total, arranged in a straight line. And the original Profound Sky Fruit had, at this moment, surprisingly become the sword's hilt. Han Li's single hand perfectly gripped it. All of this left Han Li somewhat dumbfounded.

However, just as this sword appeared, the crimson light array outside seemed to have been stimulated. After an earth-shattering roar, the entire formation, along with the black hole in its center, violently shook and then suddenly vanished into thin air. Simultaneously, Han Li, who had been in the black hole, felt the blurred surroundings disperse. His vision was filled with crimson, and he immediately felt an uncontrollable spinning sensation. In great alarm, Han Li almost instinctively shook the hilt in his hand, unleashing a sword strike in a random direction...

Many thousands of miles away, on a colossal altar shrouded in pungent, blood-red mist, a dozen or so figures vaguely appeared. Beneath their feet was a gigantic formation, shimmering with faint crimson light. A closer look would reveal that the shape of this formation was identical to the crimson light array that had previously appeared above Han Li's head.

Beneath the altar was a massive lake filled with blood-red liquid. From afar, the lake's surface seemed boundless, stretching beyond the horizon. In this lake, skeletal remains of various races and sizes floated densely across the surface, creating a chilling sensation. "Impossible! Where is the Profound Sky Treasure? I clearly sensed its presence and even summoned it back!" An unusually shocked and furious voice suddenly erupted from one of the figures on the altar, sounding incredulous.

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