Chapter 1661: Illusory Transformations

Then, Han Li's palm instantly turned inky black, and he grabbed at the void. A colossal gray hand, roughly ten feet in size, immediately shimmered into existence out of thin air. As its five fingers spread, it carried wisps of gray mist, moving to meet the black giant foot in the air.

Despite the vast difference in their sizes, with a resounding boom that shook the ground, the gray hand trembled but firmly held back the descending giant foot.

Where the two connected, black light and gray mist intertwined and flashed. Explosions erupted continuously, and a strange energy wave swirled around them, resembling a wind dragon ascending into the sky.

Simultaneously, the gigantic green lotus rotating around Han Li also roared with thunder, as countless dense golden arcs emerged. In an instant, outside the green lotus, a golden lightning lotus formed.

As the golden lotus petals shimmered, layers of intertwined, flashing golden arcs spread outwards, immediately colliding with the black electric arcs converging nearby.

The roar of thunder was deafening.

The moment the two types of electric arcs collided, they intertwined as if encountering mortal enemies. Countless electric sparks and lightning flames emerged amidst the flashing golden and black lights, then exploded in clusters.

Han Li had, surprisingly, blocked both of the Ink Qilin's ferocious attacks.

The Ink Qilin was momentarily startled, but then it let out a cold snort, a chilling light flashing in its eyes. Immediately, a great howling sound rose nearby, and gusts of black wind swept in. An inky black hole, roughly an acre in size, instantly appeared before the Ink Qilin. Within it, dark light vaguely swirled and coiled, as if threatening to swallow everything in the world.

"Be careful, that's the Great Devouring Art!" Although the woman, Qianqian, couldn't move even an inch, upon seeing the Ink Qilin's action, she immediately warned in great alarm.

Though the green torrent formed by this woman's previous transformation had also unleashed a similar divine ability, its power was vastly inferior compared to that of the Ink Qilin.

Han Li was secretly alarmed by this sight, and hearing the Crystal Clan woman's words, he instinctively flipped the hand he had extended into the air.

A miniature black mountain, no bigger than an inch, emerged from his palm and was thrown forth.

With a tremor, the mountain rapidly expanded. In just a few breaths, it grew to over a thousand zhang, no smaller than the massive Ink Qilin opposite it. Then, it soared into the air and pressed down with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai.

More than half of the sky darkened, shrouded beneath the colossal black peak.

It seemed as if the mountain's might could instantly crush the black hole below, along with the Ink Qilin itself.

But then, a scene unfolded that made Han Li's expression drastically change.

From within the pitch-black hole, a large burst of black mist suddenly spewed forth, directly striking the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain. It transformed into several black runes, each about ten feet in size, which instantly vanished into the mountain's body.

The black mountain trembled, spun around, and surprisingly, under the flashing mist, it reverted to its original miniature size. Then, enveloped by a black light, it vanished with a "whoosh."

The next moment, this treasure suddenly appeared at the edge of the enormous hole, and with a flash, it was forcibly drawn into it.

Han Li felt his mind tremble. His connection with the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain became so faint it was almost nonexistent, as if it were about to break, leaving him greatly alarmed.

It was incredible that this mountain, which he had long since thoroughly refined and mastered, could still be forcibly taken away under these circumstances.

Han Li's expression became solemn. He chanted an incantation, and a faint silver light shimmered on the back of his inky black palm, revealing a miniature mountain's illusory image.

With another flash of gray light, the illusory image transformed into a tangible object. The black miniature mountain strangely reappeared in his hand, as if it had never been unleashed.

A soft "Oh?" escaped the Ink Qilin, which was clearly taken by surprise.

It naturally didn't know that the Primordial Magnetic Divine Mountain had long been refined by the Hundred Vein Treasure Refining Art. Unless Han Li's hand was severed along with it, he could instantly recall it with a mere thought, even from ten thousand miles away.

However, just as it was considering changing its divine ability to counter Han Li, the true power of the Great Devouring Art began to unfold.

After a series of cackling laughs, the surrounding light strangely dimmed.

Han Li felt a foul wind blow past his face, and the next moment, he found himself in a pitch-black void.

The black giant foot and the surrounding black lightning also strangely dissolved and vanished.

Han Li's heart tightened. He found that his spiritual sense could not leave his body. Immediately, a blue light flashed in his pupils, and he hastily scanned his surroundings.

Only by relying on his Spirit Eye divine ability could he vaguely make out everything within a hundred-zhang radius. But whether it was the sky or his surroundings, everything was a murky black. He felt as if he had been transported to another unfamiliar space.

Han Li, however, knew very well that he hadn't moved an inch from his original position. He must have been truly swallowed by that monster.

This Great Devouring Art was truly bizarre. Once unleashed, even he couldn't evade it in the slightest.

Mumbling to himself, the green lotus and golden arcs beneath Han Li's feet instantly bloomed, forming a golden-green protective barrier. Inside, there was another crystalline light shield, guarding him meticulously.

He had personally witnessed the fates of the Crystal Clan woman and the man surnamed Gui earlier, so how could he not be extremely cautious?

Even so, Han Li had no intention of being trapped here. He lightly flicked his fingers to the side in the void. Immediately, piercing sounds filled the air as sharp, misty green sword energies shot forth like a torrential rain.

But after a series of muffled "puffs," the green sword light, upon traveling beyond a hundred zhang, vanished as if sinking into a swamp.

Han Li's expression darkened. With a one-handed incantation, the surrounding golden electric arcs converged. With a thunderous crack, they condensed into a golden electric flood dragon over ten zhang long. With a mere flash, it also lunged forward, shaking its head and tail.

With a colossal "rumble," the golden flood dragon seemed to collide with some restriction over a hundred zhang away. Immediately, a golden halo, like a scorching sun, burst open, followed by waves of astonishing golden light scattering outwards.

The entire void violently trembled, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

However, a hissing sound echoed, and suddenly another black hole, over ten zhang in size, appeared in front of the golden halo. Within it, black mist merely swirled, and the golden halo along with the astonishing power generated by the explosion were instantly absorbed and vanished into nothingness.

Subsequently, the black hole twisted and deformed, and a man clad in a black robe and wearing a white mask strangely appeared there.

Upon seeing this, Han Li's eyebrow twitched, and his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Don't even dream of escaping this place. The other two managed to escape because I intentionally allowed them to. Now that I am personally here to restrain you, you have no wings to fly." When the black-robed man spoke, his words were indistinct, but it was unmistakably the voice of the Ink Qilin.

"Is that so? I don't believe it," Han Li replied, a peculiar expression flashing across his face before he let out a low snort from his nose.

What seemed like an ordinary snort caused the black-robed man over a hundred zhang away to suddenly tremble, then fall from mid-air like a block of wood.

It was Han Li who had subtly employed his Soul Trembling Thorn divine ability within that snort. Even with the black-robed man's bizarre supernatural powers, he was caught off guard and struck by the attack.

Then, a thunderous crack sounded behind Han Li, and a pair of crystalline feathered wings suddenly appeared. With a gentle flap, he instantly vanished from his spot.

A blue-white electric arc flashed beside the falling black-robed man, and Han Li eerily reappeared. With a flick of his wrist, a green longsword silently emerged.

With a gentle swing, a cold light flashed, and the black-robed man, along with the mask on his face, was instantly sliced in two.

Han Li then, without hesitation, rubbed his hands together and flung them upwards, instantly unleashing a barrage of golden arcs.

The two halves of the black-robed man's body immediately transformed into swirling masses of black mist amidst roaring thunder, looking as if they would utterly vanish into ashes the next moment.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart eased, and a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of his lips.

However, as soon as the smile appeared, it froze.

This was because the black mist below, which had seemingly vanished in the golden light, suddenly transformed into countless black snakes, shooting out like crossbow bolts.

Although the Evil-Wardering Divine Thunder was powerful, it only intercepted most of them. A small portion of the black snakes still flashed out of the golden arcs, and then, with a flash of black light, they surprisingly transformed into numerous short human figures.

They were identical to the previous black-robed man, but only about a foot tall, and there were hundreds of them.

As these black-robed figures blurred, they appeared and disappeared like phantoms.

The next moment, Han Li found himself surrounded by these dwarfish black-robed figures.

With chilling light in their eyes, these black-robed figures simultaneously raised their hands, and black light beams shot out, speeding directly towards Han Li.

The black light beams struck the barrier, but with a strange flash, they vanished without a trace, like clay oxen sinking into the sea.

The black-robed figures around him were momentarily stunned.

At this moment, Han Li chuckled lightly.

His Primordial Magnetic Divine Light specifically countered the Five Elements' power. Those previous black light beams were exceptionally cold and sinister, containing extremely pure water-attribute spiritual energy, so they were naturally blocked with ease by the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light.

Then, Han Li suddenly stomped his foot on the green lotus beneath him.

Immediately, countless green rays shot out like a downpour. With a single flash, they riddled the surrounding dwarfish black-robed figures with holes, causing them to transform into swirling masses of black mist once more.

"Cackle, cackle, brat, just surrender and await your death! Inside my body, my primordial spirit is immortal. The more you kill, the more there will be, endless!" A series of grating, strange laughs triumphantly echoed from the surrounding void.

Indeed, the swirling masses of black mist nearby flashed again, truly transforming into hundreds of black-robed figures.

Only this time, they were merely a few inches tall.

Upon seeing this, Han Li's eye twitched sharply, but a murderous aura flashed across his face. With a flip of his hand, a golden broken blade suddenly appeared.

It was precisely the treasure he had just acquired, suspected to be a fragment of a Profound Heaven Treasure.

Although he didn't know the true purpose of the opponent trapping him here, he would absolutely not be led by the nose. At worst, he would expend some more magic power and Dharmic Form energy to use this broken blade one more time.

Even if the opponent's Great Devouring Art was exceptionally miraculous, it absolutely could not contend against the power of laws.

He intended to slay this demonic monster with a single strike and definitively end this battle.