Chapter 2225: True Immortal Descends Advancing to Great Success

"With my current strength, this Profound Heaven Sword can only unleash a fraction of its power, and it can only be used for a single strike. If it were at the beginning, you might have been able to escape its might, but now, after hundreds of cycles of continuous weakening, what ability do you have left to escape?" Han Li said grimly. With a slight flick of the green long sword in his hand, it instantly vanished into thin air.

The next moment, with a soft whoosh, a round, cyan halo silently appeared above the ghost face and descended, rotating as it pressed downwards.

"No!"

Upon seeing the seemingly ordinary cyan halo, the ghost face, formed by the inner demon, shrieked in terror, as if a great disaster was imminent.

Despite its screams and struggles, once the cyan halo truly descended, the ghost face dissolved with a hiss, transforming into a wisp of black mist that was drawn into the cyan light.

A shrill, tragic cry!

Within the halo, the black mist was churned into dust by the cyan light, ceasing to exist.

Almost instantly after the inner demon vanished, the entire gray, hazy space began to hum loudly. The surrounding void shattered inch by inch, appearing on the verge of collapse.

Han Li's face lit up. Without a word, he lightly beckoned towards the void with one hand.

Immediately, the halo flashed and silently vanished into thin air.

Then, a verdant green light flickered on Han Li's arm. The vanished sword mark strangely reappeared, then flashed and disappeared deep into his skin.

Concurrently, with a loud bang, the entire space dissolved into specks of spiritual light, officially collapsing.

Han Li's body, transformed from his primordial spirit, blurred, then turned into a golden light that shot forth, taking the lead.

In the basin outside, the large gray mirror in the sky shattered with a crisp sound. A ball of golden light shot down from it, flashing once before merging into the nascent soul below.

The nascent soul, which had been motionless, immediately let out a long, dragon-like roar. Its body shone with a brilliant golden light, and it too transformed into a streak of golden light, returning to the physical body.

The next moment, Han Li's true body opened its eyes. A majestic aura, almost merged with heaven and earth, suddenly swept forth from him.

A muffled thunder-like sound resonated throughout the void, and the oppressive black clouds in the sky instantly dispersed!

In their place, dazzling, colorful light rays surged like a tide from all directions. They gathered into a single mass above the basin, descending to form a sea of five-colored light too brilliant to behold, completely engulfing Han Li's figure.

At the center of the sea of light, crystalline threads containing mysterious energy condensed out of thin air, whistling and shooting forth.

In a moment, Han Li was tightly enveloped by countless crystalline threads, but even more threads swarmed towards him in quick succession.

In the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Han Li transformed into a massive, cocoon-like object of light, faintly visible and suspended unsteadily within the sea of light.

Within the sea of light, various colors of light flowed rapidly, and continuous rumbling sounds echoed, as if something terrifying was being birthed.

In the distance from the basin, not only did light rays continuously surge from the horizons in all directions, but most of the seven scorching suns that should have been present were now gone. Only three remained high in the sky.

Even these remaining three suns were dim, and faint strands of light, like small streams, flowed directly downwards from them, rapidly merging into the sea of light.

Tens of thousands of miles away, at a low altitude, Daoist Xie looked up at the anomalous sight of the three suns in the sky, his face devoid of any expression.

Nearby, the black-robed woman meditating on the Dharma Wheel and the bearded man seated on the giant gourd gasped upon seeing this. After exchanging a glance, they both exclaimed, "Three Suns Irrigation!" A complex expression, a mix of realization and disbelief, immediately appeared on their faces.

"Three Suns Irrigation! That kid Han actually broke through to the Mahayana realm!" A voice of similar astonishment came from another hilltop in the mountain range.

The speaker was Liao Ying, whose wolf-head mask obscured any expression on her face.

However, judging by the strange glint in her eyes, her words clearly came from her heart and were not feigned in the slightest.

"What? Brother Han has already passed the inner demon tribulation?" Yin Yue, who had been watching the three dim suns in the sky with a hint of worry, immediately asked with great joy upon hearing this.

"That's right. He should have already left the inner demon space and is now using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the true essence of the sun to remold his physical body. Given his original strength, I truly can't imagine how much his divine abilities will increase once he enters the Mahayana realm. At the very least, your ancestor will likely be no match for him." Liao Ying replied bluntly, her words filled with apprehension towards Han Li.

Upon hearing this, Yin Yue was overjoyed.

At the same time, in another dense forest nearby, Xu Qianyu muttered in shock after witnessing the anomalous phenomenon in the sky.

"Three Suns Irrigation, a Mahayana cultivator... How is this possible? How could someone be attempting to break through to the Mahayana realm ahead, and actually succeed? The protector is from the Demon Race, could this person be another Mahayana existence for the Demon Race, following Old Ancestor Ao Xiao..." The other Xu family cultivators behind her, limited by their cultivation and knowledge, didn't understand "Three Suns Irrigation." However, the words "Mahayana cultivator" clearly registered, and they understood what was happening. Everyone was immediately dumbfounded, utterly speechless.

No wonder they reacted with such dismay!

After all, a Mahayana existence was too distant and revered for these Xu family cultivators.

Ordinarily, let alone seeing one, even rumors related to Mahayana cultivators were only occasionally heard as topics of conversation.

Now, Xu Qianyu was claiming that a newly ascended Mahayana existence was not far away, how could these people not be utterly shocked?

Even though numerous thoughts churned within Xu Qianyu and the other Xu family cultivators, under the watchful eyes of Yin Yue and Liao Ying on the hilltop, they dared not make any other moves. They could only wait in the dense forest, filled with awe and trepidation.

Time passed, little by little.

Although only two hours had passed, to Yin Yue and the others, waiting anxiously, it felt as long as a month.

The giant cocoon at the center of the distant basin's sea of light stirred, and suddenly a rich, unusual fragrance emanated from it, growing ever stronger and more intensely aromatic.

"Crack!"

A slender crack appeared on the surface of the enormous light cocoon. Following a burst of celestial,梵音-like chanting from within, countless golden, flower-like runes surged out, swirling and dancing erratically around the cocoon.

Then, with a "boom!"

The entire light cocoon burst open. The chanting abruptly ceased, and the golden runes that had been flying nearby vanished one after another as a strong gust of wind swept through.

Where the light cocoon had been, a purple-gold figure emerged—it was Han Li, who had finally completed the remolding of his physical body.

Moments later, the fragrance emanating from the purple-gold figure became incredibly faint. Then, the light receded, and Han Li calmly revealed his true appearance.

At this moment, his face and attire were identical to before. Other than being slightly taller by a few inches, there were no significant changes in his appearance.

However, Han Li secretly rejoiced as he lowered his head to examine his body and lightly clenched his fists.

No wonder once one became a Mahayana cultivator, they gained the ability to easily crush and eliminate cultivators of the Body Integration stage. Not only did his magical power increase severalfold, but his remolded physical body alone had improved by nearly fifty percent compared to before.

However, the most significant change from advancing to Mahayana should be the true maturation of the nascent soul within his body.

The nascent soul meditating in his dantian was now completely different from before.

Although the nascent soul was still its original size, its face had clearly matured into an adult's. Furthermore, it was now covered by a hazy cyan Dharma robe, making it almost an exact miniature replica of Han Li's true body, reduced by more than ten times.

After Han Li meticulously examined his body with his spiritual sense and found no flaws, he could no longer suppress his excitement. He immediately let out a long howl that pierced the heavens.

The howl was mighty, like surging waves, each rising higher than the last as it rolled in all directions, shaking nearby trees violently and sending rocks tumbling down the mountains. Its momentum was incredibly astonishing.

The howl lasted for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, only then did Han Li finally release all the excitement in his heart, closing his mouth and ceasing the long howl.

Just then, escape lights flickered on the distant horizon. Yin Yue, Daoist Xie, and others, accompanied by additional individuals, appeared near the basin. Zhu Guo'er, filled with joy, had already arrived by Han Li's side, standing respectfully with her hands clasped.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Han, on successfully advancing to the Mahayana stage. From this moment on, you possess the basic qualifications to become my master. As long as you can fulfill a few of my requirements, you can become my true master." With a flash of silver light, Daoist Xie appeared before Han Li, a step ahead of the others. After briefly observing Han Li, he suddenly uttered words that astonished Han Li.

"What? Become your master? Brother Xie, you must be joking. If simply becoming a Mahayana cultivator was enough, wouldn't the Demon Race's Sacred Ancestors have become your masters long ago?" Han Li's expression shifted several times before he narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"The prerequisite to becoming my master, besides being a Mahayana existence or higher, is the ability to sufficiently provide me with energy for my activities. The Demon Race's Sacred Ancestors cannot do this. Fellow Daoist Han, would you like to hear my other requirements now?" Daoist Xie replied impassively.

"So that's how it is. However, this is not the place to discuss. We can talk in detail later, in private." Han Li felt a sudden realization but spoke cautiously after a moment's thought.

"Very well, that naturally aligns with Fellow Daoist Han's wishes," Daoist Xie readily agreed.

Although Han Li nodded, he still glanced at Daoist Xie again, feeling a slight sense of peculiarity in his heart.

He wondered if it was just his imagination!

This artificial immortal puppet before him seemed to have suddenly gained a few more traces of sentience than it had before he advanced to the Mahayana stage.

At this moment, Yin Yue and the others also arrived nearby, descending with their escape lights.