Chapter 2219: Black and White Thunderball

Chapter 2213: The Black-White Thunderball

Han Li's pupils constricted slightly as he gazed at the large hole above his head, which had instantly shrunk to about an acre in size, and the house-sized black-and-white thunderball within it. He knew well that the final moment had come; whether he could truly emerge unscathed from the True Lightning Tribulation depended entirely on his ability to withstand this final thunderball.

Han Li immediately took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and directly spewed out three clots of vital essence blood. Then, forming a hand seal with both hands, he pointed towards the sky. The vital essence blood flashed instantly, transforming into dozens of blood-red runes in the wind. They shot directly towards the sky, vanishing in a flash into each of the Extreme Mountains.

The three Extreme Mountains in the air rotated swiftly and moved towards the center. They instantly merged into one, forming a colossal three-colored peak. It emitted a resounding roar, its volume shrinking significantly until it stood dozens of zhang tall. Simultaneously, a vast and immense aura spread out from it.

This method of three mountains merging appeared somewhat similar to the final form of the Yuanhe Five Extremes Mountains, but in reality, the two were fundamentally different. The Yuanhe Five Extremes Mountains were truly fused and refined into one entity, allowing them to be combined or separated at will with ease. Their power was incomparable to these three mountains, which could only be forcibly merged through the use of a secret art. This three-mountain merger not only required his own vital essence blood to activate, but the merged state lasted for an incredibly short time, only possessing the ability to withstand a single blow. Han Li had only temporarily devised this method for his attempt to break through to the Grand Ascension stage bottleneck.

No sooner had the three mountains merged than the black-and-white thunderball in the sky plummeted with a crack of thunder, descending precisely towards Han Li's location. This black-and-white thunderball was vastly different from previous lightning attacks. It contained strands of the power of heaven and earth laws and had firmly locked onto Han Li's Nascent Soul body. Unless it was forcibly resisted and dispelled, it would relentlessly pursue him like a maggot attached to bone, even if he fled tens of thousands of miles away. Of course, the most terrifying aspect was the horrifying power contained within the black-and-white thunderball itself. An ordinary Integration Stage cultivator, let alone directly receiving this thunderball, would likely be instantly reduced to ashes by its destructive power even if they were merely grazed by it.

Witnessing this, Han Li unhesitatingly activated a spell. The Vimalakirti Golden Body let out a long roar, consolidating its six arms to simultaneously strike at the air. With a few soft thuds, six golden orbs of light shot through the air, and after blurring, merged into one before the Extreme Mountain, spinning to form a vast, shimmering golden vortex. The vortex was several acres in size, with innumerable runes flying out from within. Simultaneously, a suffocating immense force surged forth from it. As soon as the black-and-white thunderball was caught by the suction force, it emitted a low hum and, in a flash, was dragged into the center of the vortex. Immediately, a series of Sanskrit chants emanated from the golden vortex, as golden light and electric arcs simultaneously flashed wildly.

With a thunderous roar! The golden vortex trembled, and the golden light at its base shattered and dispersed inch by inch. The black-and-white thunderball actually burst out from it, its surface emanating dazzling black-and-white electric light, appearing completely unharmed.

Han Li's expression changed. Without him making any visible move, the cyan sword lotus hovering above his head let out a long cry and vanished from the sky in a strange flash. The next moment, a ripple appeared beneath the black-and-white thunderball, and the cyan lotus silently emerged. With a gentle rotation, thousands of cyan sword qi instantly slashed out, continuously striking the thunderball with rumbling sounds. In an instant, sword qi crisscrossed across the surface of the black-and-white thunderball, and clusters of cyan light burst forth, almost completely engulfing it. Even with the thunderball's terrifying nature, it paused slightly amidst the cyan light, unable to descend for a moment.

Seeing that it was effective, Han Li was overjoyed. He immediately channeled more magic power within him, furiously pouring it into the cyan lotus in the air. The sword qi flying out from the cyan lotus instantly increased by about twofold, with dense cyan light covering almost every inch of the thunderball, causing its surface to rumble incessantly, as if it could shatter into pieces at any moment. A muffled sound came from within the thunderball. Its surface's black-and-white electric arcs suddenly swelled, becoming as thick as a bowl's rim, and one by one, they repelled all the sword qi amidst the bursting electric light. At the same time, the thunderball's main body plummeted downwards once more with a rumble.

Han Li's expression turned serious. He let out a cold snort and immediately pointed a finger at the cyan lotus in the air. The cyan giant lotus's petals instantly swelled, its volume increasing significantly, and the sword qi it spewed out also grew noticeably thicker. However, the massive thunderball merely flashed and instantly plunged into the cyan lotus. Thunderous roars erupted within the cyan lotus. The cyan sword lotus spun wildly, as its petals, formed from sword light, frantically contracted towards the center, as if trying to forcibly crush the thunderball. But the next moment, an ear-piercing shriek suddenly came from within the cyan lotus, and its cyan-glowing petals strangely bulged and deformed, then rapidly swelled. Han Li was startled by this sight, but before he could react, an earth-shattering boom suddenly resounded from the air.

The cyan sword lotus instantly burst apart amidst countless intertwined black-and-white electric arcs, reverting into seventy-two wailing flying swords. Their light dimmed, and they shot away in all directions. As his mind was linked to them, Han Li's face turned pale. He actually opened his mouth and spat out several clots of vital essence blood, and his aura weakened slightly. But disregarding everything else, he hastily flicked his long sleeve towards the air. Immediately, the seventy-two flying swords changed direction, flying back downwards, and one by one, they disappeared into his sleeve, retrieved by Han Li into his body.

Seeing the black-and-white thunderball mercilessly plummeting down once more, the merged Extreme Mountain, without needing activation, slowly rotated in place on its own, and immediately, countless runes of various colors surged forth from its surface. At the same time, after a layer of crystalline light flashed across its surface, the entire merged Extreme Mountain suddenly became translucent, almost transparent. Then, with a rumbling sound, it directly met the descending black-and-white thunderball. After a muffled thud, the black-and-white thunderball solidly struck the peak of the merged Extreme Mountain. Immediately, countless black-and-white electric arcs shot out, bombarding the mountain relentlessly. The merged Extreme Mountain trembled incessantly, with various luminous glows flashing across its surface as it desperately resisted the black-and-white electric arc attacks. Below, Han Li also frantically channeled his remaining magic power. He continuously pointed his finger at the mountain in the air, furiously pouring power into it, causing the Extreme Mountain to emit dazzling, brilliant light, like a vibrant scorching sun.

For a time, high in the sky, the black-and-white thunderball and the merged Extreme Mountain trembled incessantly. Thunderous roars were deafening, and surging waves of shock billowed out, soaring directly beyond the nine heavens. The two appeared to be in a deadlock for a while.

However, as time gradually passed, while the black-and-white thunderball in the air was indeed slowly diminishing, worn down by the various colored lights emanating from the Extreme Mountain, Han Li's magic power was also rapidly diminishing at an alarming rate. Had Han Li's magic power not been several times deeper than that of an average Integration Stage cultivator, he would likely have been completely depleted of magic power in an instant. Even so, Han Li's expression was exceedingly grim! He had already realized that if he continued to activate the Extreme Mountain to resist like this, his own magic power would likely be entirely exhausted before the thunderball was completely worn down.

However, Han Li was not an ordinary cultivator after all. He had made numerous contingency preparations for this great tribulation beforehand, and thus, in an instant, he devised a somewhat risky countermeasure. He immediately gritted his teeth and abruptly withdrew his magic power from the merged mountain peak in the air. Immediately after, he suddenly flicked his large sleeve, and a pitch-black ring flew out from it into the air, which, with a strange whooshing sound, instantly transformed to about a zhang (several meters) in size.

He then let out a loud shout and rolled on the ground, instantly transforming into a giant golden ape. Simultaneously, golden light burst forth from its body, and its physique rapidly grew enormous. The Vimalakirti Golden Body, which had been standing upright, flickered and dispersed into countless golden specks, which, with a flash, shot towards the giant ape below, disappearing into it without a trace. The giant ape's large hand flashed lightning-fast as it touched its head. Immediately, the top of its head opened, and a golden Nascent Soul emerged with a flash. The several-foot-tall Nascent Soul waved its small hand around. Immediately, several clusters of light and shadow, emitting different sounds, flew out from within the giant ape's body. After a single rotation, they transformed into various true spirit projections, such as a Celestial Dragon, a Rainbow Phoenix, and an Azure Luan. These projections merely spun once in the air, and with a whoosh, one by one, plunged into the Nascent Soul's body. The golden Nascent Soul's aura changed. Its body blurred, and it transformed into a ball of golden light, flying back into the giant ape's body.

The next moment, the giant ape suddenly raised its head and let out a sharp howl. It beat its chest with both hands, and purple-gold light immediately burst forth from its body. Purple-gold scales appeared all over its body, and a single cyan horn instantly grew on its head. Even more astonishingly, golden light condensed on both sides of the giant ape's shoulders and under its ribs, and it actually manifested two additional golden heads and four more scale-covered arms. Han Li had actually unleashed his trump card divine ability, the 'Nirvana Sacred Body,' in one go. From his transformation, it was clear that although it was still the second Nirvana transformation, it had significantly improved compared to before. If Han Li could also condense the third head and the last two arms into solid forms, his Nirvana Sacred Body would truly reach full completion, entering the third Nirvana stage.

At this moment, without Han Li's magic power support, the Extreme Mountain in the air could no longer withstand the bombardment of the thunderball, which had already shrunk by more than half. Finally, after several mournful cries, its light dimmed and it dispersed, transforming into three clusters of spiritual light that fell in all directions. With a thunderous crash, the black-and-white thunderball rapidly plummeted downwards again, and after a flash, it struck the unassuming black ring below. The black ring, with a flash of electric light, almost instantly shattered, but immediately, a series of buzzing sounds erupted, and over a dozen swarms of crimson-gold insects suddenly appeared out of thin air. These golden insects were the size of a fist, but within each swarm, there was distinctly another gigantic beetle about a foot in size. They were none other than the Gold Devouring Insects and those dozen-plus candidate insect kings! However, neither the swarms nor the insect kings seemed to be moving with much agility at this moment. They merely flapped their wings rigidly, hovering in the air, and for a time, took no other action.