Chapter 2121: Nirvana Sacred Body and the Mysterious Heavenly Sword

The Tenth Volume, War in the Demon Realm: Chapter 2096 – Nirvana Sacred Body and the Profound-Heaven Sword

At first glance, the green sword phantom seemed quite ordinary, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the entire phantom was formed by countless green runes, each about an inch in size.

These runes were vastly different from ordinary ones; each was a vibrant, glistening green, with faint golden and silver threads subtly visible on their surfaces. As they flickered slightly, the surrounding void distorted and blurred.

Moreover, the vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth, centered around Han Li, surged into the runes like a funnel.

The initially blurry sword phantom rapidly gained clarity and substance at a visible rate.

“Impossible, that’s a Profound-Heaven Treasure!” It wasn't Baohua who spoke, but the black-robed youth standing nearby, who exclaimed in shock, his face etched with disbelief.

“Judging by its aura, it is indeed a Profound-Heaven artifact, and its power seems to surpass even your Black Demonic Dagger. During my time awakening in the Spirit Realm, I heard about a newly appeared Profound-Heaven Spirit-Slaying Sword, ranked third, but it has never been located by any of the Spirit Realm's races. It appears this must be it! It seems both you and I have greatly underestimated the human race.” After Baohua's eyes flickered several times, a grave expression appeared on her beautiful face for the first time.

“That’s not right. If the human race truly acquired a Profound-Heaven artifact, why would they entrust it to a Body Integration stage cultivator? Without cultivation at or above the Grand Ascension stage, a Profound-Heaven Treasure cannot even be activated.” Saint Ancestor Yuanyan shook his head repeatedly.

“Cannot be activated? Then what is that phenomenon in his hand, and how did it block my Pitying Flower Finger?” Saint Ancestor Baohua mused for a moment, then sneered.

“Perhaps he’s merely borrowing a trace of the Profound-Heaven artifact’s aura, just a bluff,” Saint Ancestor Yuanyan said, narrowing his eyes slightly, a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

“That is somewhat possible; I too have my doubts. Fellow Daoist Yuanyan, are you interested in testing him?” Saint Ancestor Baohua suddenly asked with a smile.

“Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Baohua, you’re the one who wants to trouble this person; what does that have to do with me? If you wish to discern the truth, feel free to make your move. I’m no longer interested in taking action,” the black-robed youth chuckled, refusing without hesitation.

“From your words, it sounds like you’ve abandoned the idea of attacking this person. Fellow Daoist Yuanyan, you wouldn’t have any other intentions after I make my move, would you?” Baohua snorted lightly, countering with a question.

“Rest assured, since Fellow Daoist Baohua is targeting this person, I will absolutely not interfere,” Saint Ancestor Yuanyan replied with a strange laugh, his tone resolute.

“Very well, I trust you won’t go back on your word. Then allow me to test whether this person can truly activate the Profound-Heaven Treasure on his person!” Saint Ancestor Baohua’s beautiful eyes shifted, and she slowly nodded.

The next moment, she rubbed her hands together. The pink flower in her grasp vanished in a flash, but then pink light surged between her hands once more, and a slender pink branch materialized.

The branch was barely two feet long, yet it was crystal clear throughout, its surface densely covered with pink runes.

Baohua grasped it with one hand, and the branch instantly appeared between her fingers, which she then slowly extended towards Han Li in the distance.

In an instant, the landscape within several miles shifted dramatically. Countless pink petals surged forth from the void, then vanished without a trace in a flurry of dazzling flashes.

Han Li’s expression shifted in the distance. A pink glow flickered in the nearby air, and countless petals eerily materialized, each transforming into a crystalline miniature sword that shot towards him.

Immediately, the air was filled with piercing sounds, as pink, needle-like rays flashed incessantly across the sky.

Han Li, at the center of it all, observed this terrifying scene. His gaze hardened slightly, yet he showed no trace of fear. Instead, after taking a deep breath, he suddenly uttered several exceptionally obscure incantations.

The green sword phantom in his palm suddenly hummed. With a flash, it retreated into his palm as swiftly as lightning.

Immediately thereafter, an ineffable, colossal sword intent surged forth from Han Li. After a violent flash of dark green light, a towering phantom sword, over a hundred zhang long, erupted from his arm.

Han Li’s figure was instantly enveloped by the dark green sword curtain.

Countless pink sword rays plunged into the sword curtain, producing a continuous series of muffled thuds, but they vanished into the green light like melting snow in spring, utterly unable to affect the hazy green sword curtain in the slightest.

Upon witnessing this, the white-clad woman displayed no surprise whatsoever. Instead, she calmly shook the crystalline branch in her hand twice more.

Immediately, the pink sword rays above the pond intensified like a torrential downpour. Thousands upon thousands of miniature swords transformed into a storm of blades, furiously piercing the green curtain.

Though the green sword curtain contained incredible power, each of these crystalline miniature swords, formed from petals, was far superior to any ordinary flying sword.

After a series of resounding crashes and blinding flashes, even the green sword curtain, despite being a Profound-Heaven artifact conjured by the power of heaven and earth, could not help but tremble slightly.

Only then did Baohua's lips curve, revealing a faint trace of a smile.

The woman was extremely confident that if the opponent could only harness a fraction of the Profound-Heaven artifact’s power, they would be utterly incapable of withstanding her fierce assault in this round.

After all, for this attack, she had infused her own primordial power, and its might was no less than that of several combined Profound-Heaven Treasure attacks.

Inside the green sword curtain, Han Li witnessed all this. He then glanced at his arm, which glowed with dark green light, and couldn’t help but offer a wry smile.

However, the next moment, his expression hardened. He slapped the top of his head with one hand, and a hazy golden Nascent Soul flew out.

The Nascent Soul’s small face was exceptionally solemn, its features identical to Han Li’s. Dozens of inch-long green miniature swords circled and danced around it, and it formed a hand seal with one hand!

Immediately, Han Li’s body emitted simultaneous clear chirps and roars. Five bursts of golden light flew out from him, and after a brief flicker, they transformed directly into five ten-foot-tall phantoms: a gigantic ape, a vibrant phoenix, a silver roc, a peacock, and a golden dragon, which continuously revolved around him.

Without hesitation, the Nascent Soul gestured with its small hand towards its surroundings!

Immediately, the five true spirit phantoms flickered, then swiftly merged into the Nascent Soul’s body.

With a thunderous roar!

Dazzling golden light erupted from the faint golden Nascent Soul’s body. When the golden light receded, both Han Li and the Nascent Soul simultaneously vanished, replaced by a towering figure with three heads and six arms.

This figure was resplendent with golden light, its skin and face covered by a thin layer of golden scales. A single green horn protruded from its forehead, and a sinister, pitch-black demonic eye eerily materialized between its brows.

After the figure raised its head and cast a cold glance at Baohua, the face faintly visible beneath the golden scales was indeed Han Li’s, but it now exuded a terrifyingly eerie sensation. There was no expression in its pupils, only a faint flicker of golden-blue, piercing light.

The black-robed youth’s eyes merely met its gaze for an instant, yet he felt a subtle, stinging heat, as if pricked by needles. Greatly alarmed, he focused his gaze once more, then suddenly gasped in astonishment:

“The Nirvana Sacred Body! It’s actually the Nirvana Sacred Body! What is his relationship with Saint Ancestor Nirvana? Wasn’t this supreme demonic body only cultivated to perfection by Nirvana himself?”

“It is indeed the Nirvana Sacred Body, though it hasn’t been cultivated to perfection; it appears to have only just been condensed. I wonder if he can still undergo the next stage of transformation?” Saint Ancestor Baohua’s beautiful eyes fixed on the golden figure within the green light curtain, a hint of surprise and doubt crossing her face.

The demonized Han Li completely disregarded the astonishment of the two Demon Saint Ancestors. Instead, with a low growl, he abruptly raised his arm.

A flash of dark green light appeared on that dazzling golden arm... A several-inch-long dark green miniature sword slowly emerged from it. As it pulsed with expansion and contraction, countless golden and silver runes vaguely danced around it.

“A Profound-Heaven Treasure, it is indeed a Profound-Heaven artifact! This is a major problem. With the Nirvana Body, it’s not impossible for him to activate this treasure,” Baohua muttered, her heart sinking and her brows furrowing at the sight.

The demonized Han Li lowered his head, casting a glance at the dark green miniature sword that had emerged from his arm. A flicker of an unreadable emotion passed through his eyes before he raised his head and spoke expressionlessly to the white-clad woman in the distance:

“Do you still intend to fight? If we were outside this island, even with a Profound-Heaven Treasure, I would certainly be no match for you. However, in this location, the ultimate outcome of our confrontation would only be mutual destruction. Senior, do you truly have the resolve to proceed with such a course? Furthermore, it seems I am seeing your face for the first time. Senior, surely you have no reason to insist on a mutually destructive outcome with me, do you?”

“The Nirvana Sacred Body, a Profound-Heaven Treasure! That you possess both these items indeed qualifies you to fight me to the death. It seems I still underestimated you. Very well, if we are not to fight, then so be it. But you must hand over one item to me first!” Saint Ancestor Baohua’s gaze flickered several times, then she suddenly smiled charmingly. With her beauty, her smile instantly seemed like a hundred flowers blooming in unison.

“An item? What is Senior referring to?” Han Li was momentarily stunned by her words. After scrutinizing the white-clad woman for a few moments, he asked, a sharp glint flashing in his pupils.

“I don’t know the exact specifics, but it’s most likely a spiritual herb,” the white-clad woman mused briefly, her lips barely moving as she switched to a voice transmission, clearly not wanting Saint Ancestor Yuanyan to overhear their subsequent conversation.

Noticing this, the black-robed youth’s expression subtly shifted, but after a cold chuckle, he merely folded his arms and did not intervene.

“Given your past identities and divine abilities, what spiritual herb could you not obtain that you would seek it from me?” Han Li was secretly surprised, but his face remained expressionless as he transmitted his reply.

“You don’t need to know why it would be found on you. However, there’s at least a seventy to eighty percent chance that the spiritual herb I desire is in your possession. I am confident about this. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have risked returning to the Sacred Realm with you all the way back to this place,” Baohua replied calmly.

“Even so, Senior, since you’ve long had your eyes on me, why didn’t you act against us earlier? I presume the others would have been utterly vulnerable in your eyes, wouldn’t they?” Han Li’s mind raced as he asked, still somewhat perplexed.

“That’s because, before this, I couldn’t be sure if that spiritual herb was truly on you. Now, with everyone else having perished, it must undeniably be you,” Saint Ancestor Baohua chuckled lightly, replying frankly without any reservation.