Chapter 1588: Power Over Fusion

**Volume Seven: Traversing the Human World - Volume Nine: The Hundred Clans of the Spirit Realm**

Han Li had no intention of engaging a preliminary Body Integration stage cultivator here. With a flicker of his wings, a spiritual light flashed around his body, and he transformed into a streak of green light, shooting forward.

His escape speed nearly doubled, showing no less speed than the red light chasing him.

Both shot forward, and in just a few breaths, they vanished without a trace from the nearby sky.

The figure in the red light behind him was naturally the elder surnamed Tu from the Horned-Yellow Race.

Relying on the power of the Heavenly Profound Compass, he easily located Han Li. However, he didn't expect that before he could even get close, the other party would immediately flee with astonishing speed.

This surprised the elder, but then filled his heart with joy.

The opponent's abilities seemed formidable, and there was a high possibility they possessed the item he wished to seize.

Immediately, he urged his red light forward, giving chase relentlessly.

Like meteors from the heavens, they pursued each other without concealment, flying thousands of miles in succession.

For a time, the red light behind him could not catch up to the green streak ahead.

The elder in the red light was somewhat moved.

Although he wasn't particularly skilled in escape techniques, he had clearly scanned the opponent with his spiritual sense and found him to be merely a Rank Seven existence of the Upper Race. Yet, this individual was now able to maintain such a lead, flying so far that he couldn't catch up.

This was truly unbelievable!

However, the elder was, after all, a formidable existence with one foot already in the Body Integration stage, naturally possessing extraordinarily rich combat experience.

The red escape light suddenly stopped. Then, the light retracted, revealing the elder's form.

With an expressionless face, he flipped his hand, revealing a purple talisman.

With a gentle shake, a cloud of purple mist erupted, instantly spreading over ten zhang wide and completely enveloping the elder.

Han Li had been constantly monitoring the actions of his formidable pursuer. Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but frown.

Without hesitation, he also halted his escape light, revealing his form in the green glow. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked back.

He was rather curious about what the opponent intended to do.

The purple mist churned for a moment, then dispersed and vanished in an instant. As a result, the elder's figure was completely gone from where the purple cloud had been, leaving only empty space.

Han Li's expression shifted slightly. Without time to think further, he instantly released his spiritual sense, covering everything within dozens of li.

Yet, the elder surnamed Tu remained nowhere to be found, as if he had completely vanished from the vicinity.

Han Li's expression grew serious. He swiftly made a hand seal, and a blue light flashed in his pupils as he immediately activated his Clearbright Spirit Eyes ability.

His gaze swiftly swept across the distance, but the void remained empty; he still couldn't find any trace of the elder.

At this, Han Li's heart truly sank.

A Body Integration stage cultivator was already an extremely terrifying opponent. Now, with the added ability to conceal his tracks so effectively, it was potentially fatal.

However, Han Li was no ordinary person either. With a shift in his thoughts, he immediately activated his escape light without hesitation, turning back into a streak of green light and fleeing.

Although he didn't know where the opponent was hiding, remaining in this location for too long would naturally be extremely dangerous.

However, if the opponent continued the chase, he didn't believe they could maintain complete concealment.

With a loud whooshing sound, the green streak covered hundreds of zhang in an instant, reaching the other end of the horizon before flickering and disappearing again. As Han Li fled, he continuously used his spirit eyes to scan behind him.

After just a few moments, his eyebrow twitched; he had discovered something.

Deep underground, several li behind him, a purple, indistinct figure was moving through the soil without any obstruction.

It was precisely the Horned-Yellow elder who had vanished earlier.

It was unclear what divine ability this individual had employed, but under the cover of the purple mist, he had instantly teleported dozens of zhang underground. This had caused Han Li to overlook him initially due to a moment of carelessness.

However, even under the Clearbright Spirit Eyes, the opponent's form remained so blurry, indicating that his concealment technique was truly extraordinary. Moreover, his earth escape was vastly different from ordinary escape techniques; his speed through the soil seemed even slightly faster than in the air.

Wherever the red light passed, the soil not only offered no resistance but continuously emitted specks of light that merged into the red glow, making his escape even faster.

Han Li was already fleeing at full speed, yet the distance between them was still being gradually closed by the underground pursuer.

Han Li was secretly astonished but still had no intention of stopping.

The elder surnamed Tu, who was employing the mysterious escape technique below, became extremely frustrated.

He had initially expected the opponent to become flustered upon his disappearance, or at least to slow down or even temporarily stop after fleeing for a while, even if they continued to escape.

However, Han Li not only turned and fled without hesitation but also maintained his speed perfectly even after flying such a great distance.

This was completely unexpected.

However, the elder had great confidence in his concealment ability.

For him, this ability might be forcibly seen through by a cultivator of higher cultivation or an equal, but it was virtually impossible for someone of a lower cultivation rank from the Upper Race to do so.

Unless the opponent possessed one of those legendary spirit eye abilities, the chances of which were negligible.

Seeing that Han Li hadn't fallen for his trick, the elder, with no other choice, continued to use his escape technique underground to relentlessly pursue him.

He naturally also realized that his underground escape was slightly faster than Han Li's flight.

He certainly wouldn't give up easily!

Thus, with one determined and the other surprised, they covered thousands of miles in a single breath.

Han Li watched as the purple shadow beneath him drew closer and closer, his expression growing grim. His gaze began to incessantly sweep left and right, looking around the vicinity. Suddenly, two tall mountains appeared side by side ahead of him. Their surfaces were lush green, and the terrain was quite rugged.

Between the two mountains, a vast area was an unusually dense forest.

Upon seeing this location, Han Li's heart stirred. A blue light flashed in his eyes as he glanced downwards.

The purple shadow was already just over a hundred zhang away from him. It seemed that with even a slight lapse in attention, he would be caught in a flash.

Han Li took a deep breath. Suddenly, the direction of his escape light changed, and he shot down into the forest.

The whooshing sound abruptly ceased. With a flicker, the green streak plunged into a low-lying area within the forest.

His escape light retracted, and Han Li's figure appeared. But the next moment, he shook his sleeve. Dozens of small swords flew out with a clear hum.

With a single-handed incantation, the numerous small swords trembled and transformed into dozens of green threads, shooting downwards.

A loud whooshing sound erupted as countless green threads flew, slicing through the dense trees below at waist height within the green light.

In the blink of an eye, an open space several hundred zhang wide appeared out of nowhere.

Having done all this, Han Li's figure flickered, suddenly appearing on a several-zhang-tall tree stump below. At the same time, he pointed a finger with a calm expression.

The green light flashed away, and all the green threads vanished, concealed within the surrounding void.

Han Li then made another hand seal. Immediately, a crackling sound erupted from his body as countless delicate gold and silver lightning arcs shot out. They then condensed, forming a gold and silver robe that draped over him.

Next, a black mist churned, and a dark, ominous armor appeared beneath the robe.

Finally, Han Li opened his mouth, and a crystalline small shield shot out, rapidly spinning around him.

After completing all these preparations, Han Li clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head, and gazed into the sky, remaining perfectly still.

Deep in the soil directly beneath the tree stump where Han Li stood, the elder surnamed Tu watched Han Li's actions with a strange expression. A sharp glint occasionally flashed in his eyes.

He had now closed the distance to Han Li, reaching a point almost within arm's reach, yet he wasn't in a hurry to attack.

However, facing an opponent whose cultivation realm was almost three ranks lower than his own, the elder had no intention of waiting much longer.

After sweeping his spiritual sense through the vicinity and confirming that only Han Li was present and there were no traps or other ambushes, the elder's expression twisted into a sneer. With a twist of his body, he suddenly vanished without a trace into the soil.

The next moment, the same scene unfolded where Han Li stood.

After a thunderous explosion, the tree stump where Han Li stood burst apart, and a pair of fiery red hands shot out from underground, grasping at Han Li's feet.

He completely disregarded the three layers of protective barriers Han Li had set up, his momentum so overwhelming it felt as if rocks were splitting the sky!

Han Li seemed to have anticipated this attack. His figure blurred without any prior sign, then flickered, suddenly appearing more than ten zhang away in another spot.

A cold snort emanated. No sooner had Han Li's figure appeared than a red light flashed in the void below, and the elder surnamed Tu similarly materialized.

A fierce glint flashed across the elder's face. He moved his arms upwards, and two fiery red fist-shadows immediately appeared, radiating intense heat as they struck directly at Han Li.

This high-level cultivator of the Horned-Yellow Race also seemed to practice both magical arts and physical cultivation. A flash of surprise appeared in Han Li's eyes as a pitch-black palm quietly extended from his sleeve and pressed down towards the void below.

A black shadow flickered from his palm, then spun rapidly, transforming into a small mountain several zhang tall, pressing silently downwards.

It was perfectly positioned to meet the red fist-shadows below.

Seeing this, the elder surnamed Tu's mouth twitched. Far from changing his attack, a hint of mockery appeared on his face. At the same time, he thought with a cold sneer:

"Just how formidable these fists of his truly are, perhaps only when the opponent meets their demise will they truly understand."

Thinking this, the elder suddenly activated his cultivation technique. The fist-shadows in the red light instantly swelled several times over, becoming as large as human heads. The crimson glow emanating from their surfaces became as dazzling as molten lava, seemingly dyeing the nearby void red. The intense heat they radiated completely warped and deformed the surrounding space.

He actually intended to shatter the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain with these fists.

Upon seeing this, a peculiar look appeared in Han Li's eyes.

At this moment, the fist-shadows and the bottom of the black small mountain collided solidly.

The moment they met, there was no sound! The fist-shadows and the small mountain trembled, then seemed to freeze in mid-air as if time had stopped. But immediately, a swirling halo of gray and red light emerged between them, rapidly expanding outwards in concentric waves.

Han Li felt his ears reverberate as a thunderous roar, like the heavens rending and the earth crumbling, poured into them. The nearby low tree stumps instantly disintegrated into clouds of sawdust upon contact with the light waves, scattering and vanishing. The ground shook violently, and a circular pit several tens of zhang wide and about a zhang deep appeared.

Startled, Han Li's eyes flashed with blue light as he gazed downwards.

He saw that the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain remained suspended in mid-air, completely motionless. The enormous fist-shadows below had, to his surprise, disintegrated and dissolved, but a pair of seemingly ordinary human hands had appeared, firmly supporting the small mountain and preventing it from falling for the moment.

The owner of these hands was none other than the elder surnamed Tu himself.

At this moment, his arms were slightly bent, his face flushed crimson. He was actually supporting the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain purely with his bare hands and immense divine strength.