Chapter 2221: Divine Thunder Repels Demons

Han Li’s eyes flashed with caution. He lowered his head, quickly scanning his body, and his expression subtly changed again.

He noticed that he had become noticeably thinner. Although his clothes were identical to before, the storage bracelets, spirit beast rings, and other items on his wrists had all vanished.

What was even more bizarre was that after he swept his spiritual sense across his face, he found that his face had reverted to the appearance of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. However, his skin was no longer dark but had become as white as jade.

"My Nascent Soul has left my body! It seems the Inner Demon Tribulation is about to begin," Han Li muttered, touching his face with a strange expression.

Just then, a strange, gender-neutral cackle suddenly echoed in Han Li's mind.

"Boy, we meet again. I didn't expect you could truly reach this stage in such a short time. But this time, I, the Demonic Lord, have personally arrived in my true form. Even if you were a reincarnated Grand Luo True Immortal, you would never be able to pass this Inner Demon Tribulation!"

Amidst the strange laughter, the gray sky suddenly split open. A mountain-sized, green-faced ghost head struggled out from within. It then stuck out a ten-foot-long tongue towards Han Li, licked its thick lips, and let out a sinister chuckle.

This massive ghost head was none other than the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord who had an old grudge with Han Li. It had used the power of the Inner Demon Tribulation to directly manifest its true form in this space.

"Is that so? I also didn't expect you'd be foolish enough to appear directly before me!" Han Li replied expressionlessly.

"You still dare to boast now! Soon, I will make you realize what it means to be unable to live or die..." the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord roared in fury. Before it finished speaking, the ghost head it had transformed into rapidly expanded amidst a surge of black light.

The youthful Han Li below, a cold glint appearing on his face, suddenly opened his mouth, and three fist-sized golden lights silently shot out.

The golden lights merely blurred, then strangely appeared right in front of the ghost head.

They were three prism-shaped objects!

Their surfaces glittered with golden light, covered in dense, crimson runes, resembling miniature golden spearheads.

"Not good!"

Although the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord did not immediately recognize what the three objects were, an extremely dangerous premonition from the depths of its being instinctively startled it. The ghost head rapidly trembled, about to transform into a black mist to dodge into thin air.

But at this moment, Han Li pointed a finger remotely at the three golden lights, and simultaneously uttered three "explode" characters.

In an instant, the three golden spearhead-like objects burst open. Countless golden flames and crimson-gold electrical arcs surged forth, instantly engulfing the black mist that the ghost head had transformed into, and emitting a continuous muffled roar.

"No... those are Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Thunderbolts... How do you have such things...?" Large swathes of black mist rapidly vanished within the golden light, and the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord's extremely shrill scream echoed, filled with disbelief.

"You can think about that after you've turned to ashes," Han Li sneered, and with another open mouth, four more golden lights shot out.

"You won't succeed! Do you really think a few Demon-Slaying Thunderbolts can kill me?!" the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord shrieked. The black mist it had transformed into suddenly twisted, then exploded into countless black threads. With a series of flashes, they simultaneously shot out in all directions.

But Han Li seemed to have anticipated this. His expression darkened, and his finger trembled slightly as he pointed into the void again.

Instantly, the four golden lights flickered, appearing in front of the black threads fleeing in four different directions. With a flash, they simultaneously exploded.

Surging golden flames and electrical arcs swept down like a deluge.

Nine tenths of the scattered black threads turned to ashes in the golden light. Only a mere dozen or so managed to escape the attack range by sheer luck, and reformed into a ghost head over a hundred feet away.

However, this ghost head had not only shrunk to the size of a washbasin, but its body was also indistinct and nearly blurry, clearly indicating severe damage to its vitality.

As soon as the ghost head appeared, its face contorted in rage. After letting out a long, shrill cry, it rolled on the ground and transformed into dozens of tall, malevolent ghost phantoms. With outstretched fingers, they were about to pounce on Han Li.

But a strange smile appeared on Han Li's face. He flicked his long sleeve, and seven more golden light spheres suddenly appeared. With a flash, they shot towards the ghost phantoms, reaching them first.

Upon seeing this, the ghost phantoms instantly lost all signs of anger. Instead, they let out a strange cry, twisted their bodies, and immediately transformed into a black light, shooting away.

After a few sounds of something piercing the air came from above, the black light completely vanished into the void.

But the next moment, the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord's furious, gender-neutral voice came from the gray sky:

"Human boy, you've outsmarted me again this time, but don't celebrate too soon. When you face your Ascension Tribulation, I will invite all Demonic Lords from nearby realms to stop your ascension. Even if you have Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Divine Thunderbolts then, you will never be able to enter the Immortal Realm!"

As soon as the rumbling voice finished speaking, the sound in the sky abruptly ceased, leaving no further noise.

Han Li's expression subtly changed, but he also breathed a long sigh of relief.

With a single-hand gesture, the seven golden lights that had shot out spun and flew back. But when Han Li clasped his hands together and kneaded these golden lights, they transformed into seven lustrous golden orbs. Golden electrical arcs faintly flickered on their surfaces, but they were not true Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Divine Thunderbolts.

Han Li smiled faintly, flicked his sleeve, and collected all seven golden orbs.

These seven golden orbs could not be said to be complete fakes; they were merely semi-finished Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Thunderbolts.

Ever since he reached the late stage of the Body Integration cultivation, whenever he had a moment of leisure, he would secretly begin to refine these divine thunderbolts.

However, refining these thunderbolts was extremely difficult. Even with an abundance of Golden Lightning Bamboo leaves, the other materials were incredibly hard to gather, and the success rate of refinement was astonishingly low.

With Han Li's late-stage Body Integration cultivation abilities, and after spending such a long time, he had only managed to refine a total of seven divine thunderbolts. As for the latter seven semi-finished ones, he was unable to complete their refinement.

Long before attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage, Han Li had already begun to meticulously plan how to deal with the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord.

The Inner Demon Tribulation was inherently extremely difficult to overcome. If a demonic entity like the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord were to interfere and stir up trouble, the chances of passing would indeed be negligible.

Therefore, after much painstaking planning, he came up with the idea of first unleashing the true Demon-Slaying Divine Thunderbolts to heavily injure the demon, and then using fake divine thunderbolts to scare it away.

Given the terrifying power of the Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Thunderbolts, which specifically counteract demonic entities, even if the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord's abilities were comparable to a Mahayana-stage cultivator, it was highly likely to be startled and flee when faced with both real and fake attacks.

Before attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage, he had refined both the true and fake divine thunderbolts and merged them with his Nascent Soul. This allowed him to unleash these divine thunderbolts unexpectedly in this space.

Everything that followed indeed unfolded as he had envisioned.

After the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord was heavily injured by the first seven divine thunderbolts, it was immediately terrified and fled in disarray the moment the subsequent seven fake divine thunderbolts appeared.

Of course, this was also because the seven fake divine thunderbolts were originally semi-finished Golden Adamantine Demon-Slaying Thunderbolts. Otherwise, ordinary magical artifacts would never have been able to deceive it.

Now that the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord had retreated, Han Li felt somewhat confident in overcoming the Inner Demon Tribulation later, relying on the strength of his spiritual sense.

As for the Extra-territorial Demonic Lord's threat to obstruct his Ascension Tribulation again, while it made his heart sink, it was a matter for many years in the future. He didn't need to dwell on it too much for now.

For Han Li, the most important thing now was to first overcome this final Inner Demon Tribulation, enabling him to step into the Mahayana realm.

After quickly finishing his thoughts, Han Li immediately focused his mind, and with dazzling blue light flickering in his eyes, he gazed around.

At this moment, the gray void around him had begun to roil and surge.

A moment later, as faint ripples moved through the void, countless grey giant eyes, each ten feet wide, suddenly appeared from all directions. Each one stared fixedly at Han Li, emitting strange five-colored misty light.

The moment Han Li's gaze met these misty lights, he immediately felt his spiritual consciousness sink. After a blur before his eyes, the surrounding world suddenly transformed, instantly becoming a landscape of emerald mountains and green waters.

A small mountain peak within it rapidly shifted from far to near. Han Li felt a sudden daze, and he suddenly appeared in a small village filled with the scent of earth. He himself had transformed into a six or seven-year-old child, wearing a coarse cloth tunic so full of patches that its original color was almost indistinguishable. He involuntarily played and frolicked with a group of other children, calling out, "Dog-Pup, Black-Egg, Iron-Pillar..."

In this scene, Han Li instantly recalled memories buried deep within his heart for an unknown period of time. He almost subconsciously called out the names of the other children.

But before the strange emotions in his heart could fully surface, an immensely powerful mysterious force immediately acted upon his Nascent Soul body. His heart grew warm, and he instantly forgot everything, falling deeply into the present scene. He played with the other children, laughing heartily.

Not far away, another thin figure stumbled towards them. When Han Li occasionally turned his head and saw that familiar figure, he immediately cried out "Little Sister" in delight...

In the center of the basin, Han Li's physical body sat quietly on the ground, his cranial spirit gate wide open. A golden Nascent Soul also sat quietly in a cross-legged position above him.

Around both of them, gray demonic energy surged and coiled, completely enveloping the nearby void. From time to time, various demonic creatures, such as black or white skeleton phantoms, would rush out.

However, as soon as these demonic creatures approached within three or four zhang of Han Li's physical body, a crackling sound would instantly erupt. Countless golden arcs would surge from Han Li's physical body, sweeping away all the approaching demonic creatures.

The other demonic creatures, greatly alarmed, retreated back into the demonic energy. But after a short while, some would slowly probe out again, unable to restrain themselves.

On a distant mountaintop, Yin Yue and Zhu Guo'er stood side by side, both looking solemnly towards the center of the basin.

On another mountaintop, Crab Taoist had, at some unknown point, sat cross-legged on a large boulder, with his eyes closed in meditation, as if he no longer had any interest in Han Li's current situation.