Chapter 2119: Survival

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of the entire giant island began to violently tremble. Above the pond, countless fist-sized, five-colored light spheres surged like a torrential flood towards the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's body.

The Pseudo-Immortal Puppet, seemingly unable to move, had streaks of dark green spiritual runes rapidly expanding on its surface. They writhed and coiled like dark green snakes.

A hint of malevolence flashed across the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's face. A faint word, "Explode," suddenly emerged from its mouth.

The next moment, the dark green spiritual runes flashed wildly, and an incredibly violent aura erupted. The Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's body instantly became covered in winding, twisted cracks. At the same time, countless dazzling, sharp beams of light shot out from them.

After a thunderous boom, a five-colored sun appeared in the void, immediately engulfing the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet.

"This is bad!"

"Run!"

Upon seeing this, the black-robed youth, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes for the first time, moved his body and immediately shot backward, leaving a trail of afterimages. The gigantic demonic toad phantom behind him let out a long hiss, and its golden tongue retracted into its mouth with incredible speed. As the giant tongue danced wildly, a massive net woven from tongue shadows appeared, shielding the youth below.

The five-colored sun slightly contracted, then expanded again, and finally burst open completely.

From a distance, Patriarch Long and the Feather-Clad Maiden, upon seeing this sight, were instantly terrified out of their wits. Given the terrifying power the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet had just displayed, if it self-destructed, they would absolutely not survive at such close proximity. They couldn't possibly expect this spirit king's split soul to show mercy when self-destructing. It was highly likely that this Spirit Race Grand Ascension cultivator had long intended to eliminate everyone here in one go. After all, his recent transaction with Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan was an extremely secretive matter; he most likely wouldn't want any other knowing parties to remain alive in the world.

Han Li's heart was also greatly shaken. Without thinking further, the giant ape he had transformed into suddenly shook its hands. Two extreme mountains immediately appeared indistinctly before him. With a flash of radiant light, the small mountains transformed into peaks over a hundred zhang tall. The demonic armor on his body also surged with black light, and countless black runes poured forth wildly, forming a protective light barrier around him. Next, he activated another secret art in his mind. Golden light rapidly flashed before him, and a resplendent three-headed, six-armed golden body strangely appeared. With all six arms simultaneously striking the void in front of him, six golden light orbs shot out. A golden vortex, twenty to thirty zhang in diameter, also emerged in front of the mountain peaks and began to spin violently. At this moment, a buzzing sound arose from Han Li's sleeve, and tens of thousands of golden beetles swarmed out, forming a cloud of insects that spread horizontally before him. As the swarm of insects danced, an ancient-looking, unusually thick insect shield quickly condensed, unmoving, in front of the giant ape.

The other two, in their shock and anger, also secretly gritted their teeth and deployed their final measures, hoping to make a last-ditch effort to save their lives.

Patriarch Long let out a loud roar, and his half-demonized body rolled on the ground. After a dragon's roar that soared to the heavens, he directly transformed into a ten-zhang-long five-clawed golden dragon. This dragon was resplendent with golden light all over, every scale appearing to be crafted from pure gold. It opened its mouth wide, and a hazy golden orb was spat out. The orb was only egg-sized, its surface covered in cloud-like radiant mist. With a slight turn, a gigantic golden flower condensed directly from it, blocking the front. As for the five-clawed golden dragon itself, its scales bristled all over its body, and the next moment, they shot out wildly. As golden light flashed, the scales rapidly expanded to enormous size, appearing like countless palm-sized golden shields all around, completely shielding it within. Then the golden dragon let out another long roar, and with a mighty shake of its body, it coiled up into a ball, forming a massive golden sphere.

On the other side, the Feather-Clad Maiden, after five-colored light swirled around her body, also transformed into a several-zhang-long five-colored phoenix. However, as this phoenix flapped its wings and let out a long, clear cry from its mouth, the surrounding void instantly erupted with strange fluctuations. Streaks of hazy white spatial cracks emerged, and astonishing suction force emanated from them. After transforming into a colorful phoenix, the Feather-Clad Maiden had actually pushed her spatial divine ability to its extreme, instantly creating hundreds of spatial cracks. At the same time, the colorful phoenix's flesh crown on its head also emitted dazzling spiritual light, instantly deploying thirteen layers of five-colored light barriers around its body, almost completely exhausting all the magical power within it.

At this moment, from within the self-destructing five-colored sun, loud "hissing" sounds erupted! Dense five-colored rays of light, like tens of thousands of arrows, shot out from the blazing sun. After a few flashes, the layer of hazy green light above the valley became riddled with holes and almost directly raged into the high sky at the edge of the entire giant island. For a time, the sky was filled with nothing but dazzling rays of light constantly flashing. The sound of tearing through the air permeated the entire sky, and no other sights could be seen. The power unleashed by the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's explosion was surprisingly continuous and unending, almost giving a suffocating feeling that it would never cease.

After an unknown period, the rays of light in the sky began to thin out and finally vanished after a last brilliant flash. The scenery within the valley reappeared, but everything had drastically changed. The ground of the entire valley was conspicuously missing a thick layer of earth and rock compared to before. The pond, which was originally filled with extremely pure spiritual energy, was now empty; all the pond water had vanished without a trace. The bottom of the pond was exposed, revealing a large expanse of unusually smooth, pale green stone slab ground. Engraved on it was a gigantic magic array that occupied a significant portion of the pond's floor, which was pitch black and shiny, glimmering with a faint dark light.

In the high sky, at the point of the self-detonation, the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet had long since been annihilated into dust and completely disappeared, leaving behind only a hazy white spatial crack the size of a pavilion at its original location. Extremely intense fluctuations emanated from within it, but it was slowly closing.

In the void dozens of zhang away from this crack, the black-robed youth floated, his face somewhat pale. One hand held the black greatsword horizontally in front of him, shielding most of his body. However, where his shoulder could not be covered, a small portion of his body had vanished without a trace. Yet, no blood was shed from the wound, and numerous blood filaments were interwoven and writhing, rapidly repairing the damaged area. The aura emanating from Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan was conspicuously more than half weaker than before. Clearly, most of the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's self-detonation power had been directed at this demonic progenitor. Had he not used that black demonic dagger to block most of the power, he might very well have perished here. Of course, at its root, this was also due to Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan's divine abilities being greatly suppressed in this location. Otherwise, even if he couldn't retreat completely unharmed, he certainly wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries.

The black-robed youth's gaze was fixed intently on the rapidly shrinking spatial crack. An unnatural flush appeared on his face, and the fury in his eyes was unmistakable. Since advancing to the Grand Ascension stage, Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan had not suffered such a heavy blow for tens of thousands of years. Yet, the true culprit's main body was not even in the Demon Realm; even if he wanted revenge, it wouldn't be something achievable in a short time. Nevertheless, the intensity of the rage in his heart was imaginable.

Suddenly, the black-robed youth's arm twitched, and he fiercely swung the greatsword in his hand forward. A black light flashed! A hundred-zhang-long pitch-black sword light flashed and instantly slashed out. After a thunderous roar and violent fluctuations, the spatial crack was instantly shattered by the slash and ultimately vanished completely in the black light.

However, after Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan did this, it clearly did not fully vent the fury in his heart. After turning his head, his gloomy gaze immediately swept towards where Han Li and the others had been. The result was a slight pause, then his expression became utterly astonished!

There, in the void, at this moment, conspicuously, only a single, isolated figure remained, with one arm raised to block in front of him. In front of this figure, two small mountains, about ten feet high, floated to the left and right in the nearby void. However, their surfaces, which had originally seemed indestructible, were now shattered and broken, and the faintly flickering spiritual light was extraordinarily dim. As for the insect shield formed by tens of thousands of mature Gold Devouring Beetles, at this moment, more than half of it was gone, with only two to three thousand spiritual insects remaining to form the small remaining portion of the shield surface. Although mature Gold Devouring Beetles could not be directly destroyed, if they encountered truly irresistible terrifying power, it was not uncommon for them to be shaken off or stunned. As for the three-headed, six-armed golden body, it was no longer in its original spot; most likely, it had been directly dispersed by the power of the recent self-detonation.

This figure was none other than Han Li. However, at this moment, he had not only regained his human form, but the demonic armor covering his body, which was originally as black as ink, was surprisingly covered in countless fine cracks. Yet, Han Li himself appeared unharmed, not even a single hair out of place.

As for Patriarch Long and the Feather-Clad Maiden, who had originally been near Han Li, they had vanished without a trace, directly turning into nothingness from the power of the self-detonation, without even a hint of their existence remaining. Patriarch Long and the Feather-Clad Maiden had clearly employed extremely powerful methods and defended desperately, yet they still met such a fate. This showed just how terrifying the Pseudo-Immortal Puppet's self-detonation was. It was precisely because of this point that when the black-robed youth saw Han Li was actually unharmed, the shock in his heart was imaginable.

As Sacred Ancestor Yuan Yan's thoughts raced, the intense fury in his heart was temporarily suppressed. He merely stared grimly at Han Li, seemingly trying to discern the reason for his survival. But at this moment, Han Li's actions were even stranger! He actually paid no heed to the two shattered extreme mountains or the small portion of the insect shield, merely staring at the arm he had raised, his expression fluctuating uncertainly.

With a "bang"! The black demonic armor covering Han Li's body, riddled with cracks, surprisingly, after a faint flash of light, shattered inch by inch, and finally completely dissipated into the void as a surge of demonic qi. Han Li's expression subtly changed. He glanced at himself, then looked at the spot where Patriarch Long and the Feather-Clad Maiden had been. He then lowered his arm, letting out a long sigh!