Chapter 2235: True Immortal Descends A Crushing Blow

Volume Three: The Demonic Invasion

“I'll risk it all! Vast Righteousness Saint Idol!”

Though terror gripped Du Yu's heart, he saw the colossal purplish-gold hand in the sky slowly descending, showing no sign of relenting. With no other choice, he let out a silent roar.

He quickly formed a hand seal with both hands, and instantly, a half-foot tall white Nascent Soul flashed forth from the crown of his head.

This Nascent Soul resembled Du Yu's face. The moment it appeared, with an anxious expression, it abruptly opened its mouth towards the sky and spat out a stream of golden essence blood. The instant this essence blood left its mouth, Du Yu's handsome, youthful face below suddenly shriveled by a third, making him appear more than a dozen years older than before, and his eyes became dull and lifeless.

At this moment, Du Yu's Nascent Soul swayed its shoulders, and a brilliant white halo erupted from its body, transforming indistinctly into a white human figure several tens of feet tall, standing above the white-robed youth.

This gigantic figure was as clear as a real person, yet its face was indistinct. Three long whiskers hung from its chin, it wore an illusory white scholar's robe, and a scholar's cap, radiating an indescribable pure yang energy.

However, this illusory scholar stood silently in the void, unmoving as if it were an inanimate object.

Suddenly, with a soft sound, Du Yu below abruptly pointed at the void.

The ball of golden essence blood immediately self-detonated, transforming into a large golden rune that flashed and disappeared into the illusory scholar's body above.

A strange scene unfolded.

After a flicker of crystal light across the white scholar's illusory face, an elegant face with tightly closed eyes materialized, its expression immensely dignified.

A terrifying spiritual pressure rippled through the air.

The purplish-gold giant hand's five fingers slightly bent, reaching a distance of only seventy or eighty feet from the white scholar's illusion.

Under the terrifying, surging force that descended, the white scholar's idol trembled, becoming somewhat indistinct, as if on the verge of being directly crushed and scattered.

Just then, the Confucian Saint Idol suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of pure silver pupils. With a low hum, it flicked one sleeve towards the sky and grabbed at the void in front of it with the other hand.

Immediately, a surge of milky-white mist rolled out from the white robe's sleeve. It solidified against the wind, also transforming into a massive white hand that fiercely struck towards the purplish-gold palm in the air.

Meanwhile, from the other hand that the scholar's idol extended into the void, the essence of heaven and earth surged, abruptly bursting forth with a blinding white light. Then, it condensed, and a five-colored brush materialized in its palm.

With an earth-shattering 'boom'!

The massive white hand finally collided with the purplish-gold giant hand. After a violent ripple spread outwards, the entire light barrier trembled.

However, the purplish-gold giant hand merely paused for a moment before instantly crushing the massive white hand with irresistible power, reaching downwards once more.

But with this brief delay, the Saint Idol beckoned with one hand, and the two treasures circling above Du Yu's head instantly flashed with a 'whoosh,' appearing before it. After spinning rapidly, they simultaneously emitted a shimmering, misty glow.

The Saint Idol moved its arm, and the five-colored brush in its hand trembled. It dipped into the inkstone, became saturated with half a measure of unknown silver ink, then was abruptly pulled out and pointed at the slowly opening jade book.

After a strange chanting sound, the jade book burst forth with five-colored halos. Large silver runes surged out from it, flying together into the high sky, then astonishingly converged into a brilliant silver character 'Confucian' (儒) about an acre in size.

The purplish-gold giant hand flashed, then gripped the massive 'Confucian' character with its fingers like hooks.

The gigantic character hummed loudly, and the heaven and earth essence within the entire light barrier instantly surged wildly into it, causing the massive 'Confucian' character to swell dramatically in size out of thin air.

Golden and silver light rays flashed wildly in the air, preventing the purplish-gold giant hand from descending for a moment.

“Quite interesting! However, relying on such meager divine abilities, it's still impossible to withstand this strike of mine.” Han Li couldn't help but chuckle as he witnessed this scene.

No sooner had he spoken than he pointed a finger from a distance, without any fanfare.

A nearly transparent spell-seal flashed and disappeared into the void, after which the purplish-gold giant hand's five fingers trembled. Silver spiritual patterns condensed at their tips, each revealing an exceptionally profound array of markings, from which dazzling golden light erupted.

As soon as the five golden orbs of light appeared, they immediately swelled rapidly. Within a few breaths, each transformed into a massive light sphere approximately ten feet in diameter, then instantly converged into one.

The golden light was dazzling and blinding. A vast, shimmering golden vortex instantly materialized within the purplish-gold giant hand and spun rapidly.

Amidst the roar, the entire void suddenly blurred, and a colossal force, several times greater than before, immediately surged downwards from it.

Even though the silver 'Confucian' character was infinitely profound and had absorbed an immense amount of heaven and earth essence, it could no longer withstand such a powerful strike.

With a 'bang,' the 'Confucian' character shattered inch by inch.

With no further resistance, the immense force immediately pressed down fiercely upon the scholar's idol below.

The void below twisted violently, and the white scholar's idol instantly exploded and shattered in a distorted flash.

A pained shriek!

A ball of white light, encasing an indistinct white figure, shot downwards. With a single flash, it re-entered Du Yu's physical body.

Du Yu's physical body, which had been motionless, blinked its eyes and immediately regained consciousness.

However, the moment he regained consciousness, he opened his mouth and consecutively spat out several mouthfuls of essence blood, his aura instantly becoming incredibly weak.

Clearly, the destruction of the scholar's idol had severely injured his Nascent Soul.

The purplish-gold giant hand's five fingers spread apart, completely enveloping Du Yu's body beneath them.

Immediately, Du Yu felt the surrounding void tighten, unable to even twitch a finger. His face instantly turned ashen, completely devoid of color.

Just then, the descending purplish-gold giant hand paused, then astonishingly froze in place, no longer falling an inch.

The golden vortex instantly dissipated into thin air, but the immense force emanating from the palm remained, hovering below without releasing, effectively pinning Du Yu firmly in place.

By this point, the outcome was naturally beyond obvious.

Elder Gu and the others outside the light barrier, though unable to sense the immense power contained in Han Li's earlier strike due to the protective barrier, were all aghast. They saw that Du Yu, even after deploying both his Saint Idol and ultimate treasures, couldn't even withstand a casual attack from Han Li, indicating a vast disparity in their strengths.

“Mahayana Stage!”

At this moment, in their shock, these elders of Sky Abyss City almost simultaneously entertained such an incredible thought.

The yellow-haired man and the unsightly woman outside the light barrier were utterly dumbfounded, their minds almost completely blank.

Knowing Du Yu's true strength, neither of them could truly believe the outcome before their eyes. As for Daoist Crab and Silvermoon, their expressions remained naturally calm regarding this scene.

Given Han Li's divine abilities after advancing to the Mahayana Stage, it would be abnormal if he couldn't defeat a mere Body Integration cultivator with a single strike.

At this moment, Han Li's gaze in the light barrier shifted slightly. He didn't linger on the restrained Du Yu but instead glanced at the two treasures beside him.

The jade book and the inkstone-shaped treasure, having lost their master's control, were now dim in light, yet they circled and danced around Du Yu's body, appearing remarkably spirited.

Han Li said nothing, simply waving a hand gently towards the two treasures.

No anomalies appeared, yet an invisible colossal force directly struck the two treasures from a distance.

With two 'poofing' sounds, the two treasures transformed into two streaks of spiritual light, shooting forth and instantly being drawn into Han Li's palm.

He held them up with one hand.

In his palm, the two objects' light flickered unstably, bouncing and twisting, as if trying to break free and escape.

Seeing this, Han Li was pleased rather than angry. He brought his hands together, trapping the two treasures between his palms and rubbing them.

Immediately, the two treasures let out a mournful cry, their surface radiance completely dissipating, and they ceased to move in his palm.

“Since you dared to attack me, these two items shall remain with me for now. When you can advance to the Mahayana Stage, then you may come back for them.” Han Li said calmly to Du Yu opposite him. He flicked his sleeve, grandly putting the two treasures into it, then took a step forward, and his figure blurred, vanishing from its spot.

The next moment, a ripple appeared beside Elder Gu and the others outside the light barrier, and Han Li's figure silently reappeared.

“Fellow Daoist Han, have you perhaps already advanced to the Mahayana Stage?” The silver-haired elder stared intently at Han Li's face, asking in a hurried, stiff, and flustered tone.

Others nearby heard his words and likewise looked over without blinking.

“Hehe, I was fortunate. Indeed, several months ago, I successfully broke through the bottleneck and advanced to the Mahayana Stage.” Han Li smiled slightly, answering unhurriedly. The next instant, the Mahayana Stage aura he had previously concealed within his body was released without any further restraint.

With a resounding 'boom'!

A terrifying spiritual pressure, as if capable of crushing everything, instantly descended upon the entire hall.

The Body Integration cultivators standing in the hall suddenly felt an irresistible surge of immense force before them, and their bodies stumbled back 'thud-thudding,' unable to stand firm.

“What? Brother Han is truly a Mahayana cultivator? No... it should be... Senior Han. I apologize for my previous disrespect, I hope Senior Han will be incredibly forgiving and not take offense.” Even though the silver-haired elder had already suspected it, once he received confirmation directly from Han Li and then witnessed the terrifying aura he released, his face paled. As soon as he regained his footing, he hastily bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, Zen Master Jinyue, Fairy Silverlight, and the other elders of Sky Abyss City also cast aside all doubt. After straightening their postures, they, too, greeted him with great reverence, a mix of shock and delight on their faces.

Only the yellow-haired man and the unsightly woman, after steadying themselves, stood stiffly, their faces completely blank, seemingly at a loss for what to do.

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