Chapter 260: Blood Spirit Great Technique

In an instant, the white light that was Han Li and the blood-red cloud behind him were chasing each other, one in front and one behind, yet the distance between them had gradually closed by more than ten zhang.

While Han Li inwardly cursed his bad luck, he was unaware that Wang Chan, who controlled the blood cloud behind him, was also greatly astonished!

One must understand that although the Blood Escape Technique of his Blood Spirit could not claim to be the best among the six sects, its speed was definitely among the top five secret techniques of all sects, far faster than ordinary high-grade flying magical artifacts. Yet now, even with him exerting his full power in flight, he was momentarily unable to catch up to Han Li, who was fleeing on a small boat. While Wang Chan was surprised by this, his murderous intent grew even stronger.

Han Li knew that if he continued to rush like this, he would certainly be overtaken by his opponent in less than a quarter of an hour. He had to do something!

So, reaching into his storage pouch, a stack of low-grade String of Fireball Charms appeared in his hand. Then, pausing slightly, he frantically threw a few behind him without hesitation, and continued to rush forward. Immediately afterwards, rumbling explosions echoed from behind.

Han Li couldn't help but turn his head and glance back!

He saw that the front of the furiously surging blood cloud seemed to have been greatly dispersed by the explosions, becoming thinner and faintly revealing the figure of the Ghost Spirit Sect's Young Master.

Han Li rejoiced inwardly. Just as he was about to activate the remaining few charms, Wang Chan, from within the blood cloud, suddenly raised a hand. A green light, growing from small to large, flew directly towards Han Li. It was none other than the flying trident magical artifact Wang Chan had previously stood upon.

Helplessly, Han Li immediately diverted the charms in his hand from the blood cloud to the green trident. The explosion of twenty or thirty consecutive fireballs sent the massive trident, emitting black mist, tumbling several times, making it unable to approach him for a moment.

But in that brief moment of delay, the blood cloud opposite had already reverted to its original form and once again surged with furious might.

Just then, Wang Chan suddenly let out several piercing shrieks that soared skyward. Following these ear-splitting whistles, the blood cloud suddenly expanded dramatically, spreading across the sky in an instant. It even had the power to cover the sky and blot out the sun.

Immediately, this surging blood cloud increased its speed severalfold. Like a raging torrent, it surged from behind to the front of the Divine Wind Boat and spread rapidly, instantly trapping Han Li, along with his magical artifact, in mid-air.

Startled, Han Li hastily stopped the Divine Wind Boat, which was on the verge of crashing into the blood cloud. He then pulled out a pair of black, claw-like magical artifacts from his storage pouch. At that moment, the eerie green trident silently attacked from behind again.

“Go!”

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Han Li let out a low growl and threw the pair of artifacts backward! The moment they left his hand, the claws instantly expanded to a size of about one zhang, fiercely grabbing at the approaching green trident.

The green trident, not to be outdone, released several strands of black mist from its tips, and in a flash, wrapped them around the massive claws, layer after layer. It looked as if the claws would soon be completely immobilized.

Seeing this, Han Li made a hand seal. The massive claws immediately surged with several feet of black light. With a few swift movements, they tore the surrounding black mist into fragments, rendering it unable to re-form.

“Good! Good! It's indeed no ordinary high-grade magical artifact. To be able to so easily break through the Yin Soul Threads on this Jade Yin Trident, it seems my personal intervention on this trip was worthwhile!” Wang Chan's voice echoed unsteadily from outside the blood cloud. At the same time, after emitting a wailing sound, the green trident retreated and vanished without a trace into the blood cloud.

Han Li also retrieved the pair of high-grade magical artifacts, the “Black Dragon Claws,” forged from flood dragon talons, back to his front. He warily scanned his surroundings.

Now, he was completely enveloped by the blood-red color that blotted out the sky and sun, with no escape route whatsoever. The air was filled with a nauseating, bloody stench.

It seemed he couldn't escape without forcefully opening a path. Thinking this, Han Li was about to release the “Black Dragon Claws” again.

But before he could act, the blood cloud before him suddenly churned, and two blood-red monsters, about one zhang tall and clawing fiercely, leaped out. These two monsters had short horns, dragged pointed tails, and their eyes were crimson, just like Wang Chan's. Wielding sharp claws, they pounced on Han Li.

“What are these?”

This was Han Li's first time seeing such demonic creatures. Their appearance was exactly like the legendary imps. This sent a chill down Han Li's spine. He hastily released the Black Dragon Claws, then caught one with each claw, easily tearing the imps to shreds, causing them to revert into blood clouds and return to their original place.

Han Li felt a little relieved. “So they're not that difficult to deal with after all!”

But no sooner had this thought crossed Han Li's mind than Wang Chan's mocking voice echoed from all directions.

“Heh heh! Sir, don't relax too soon! These Blood Ghosts of my Blood Spirit aren't so easily dealt with. The real show has only just begun!”

Hearing this, Han Li's heart sank.

However, his will was as firm as a rock, and he was not easily swayed by the opponent's words! Without further ado, he used his magical artifacts to spin and strike fiercely at the blood cloud.

Han Li had just felt a surge of joy, but in an instant, the pair of Black Dragon Claws became sluggish, appearing on the verge of losing control. Startled, Han Li hastily exerted his full power to recall the artifacts, managing to retrieve the Black Dragon Claws from the blood cloud and have them fly back to his side, just before they completely lost control.

“Oh! Your magical artifact isn't very afraid of the corruption of my spirit blood. This Young Master desires it even more!”

Wang Chan was initially startled but then uncovered his greedy intentions without reservation. At the same time, the blood clouds from all directions simultaneously churned and rolled. Then, one after another, Blood Ghosts emerged from within, vying with each other to pounce on Han Li.

Han Li's expression was blank. He wielded the pair of Black Dragon Claws so flawlessly that not even wind or rain could pass through. As soon as the Blood Ghosts collided with them, they were immediately shredded and reverted into blood clouds.

When Han Li had killed over a hundred Blood Ghosts consecutively and saw that demonic entities were still continuously emerging from all directions, he sighed inwardly. Indeed, the worst-case scenario had materialized. These monsters were inexhaustible; killing one would simply cause another to emerge from the blood clouds, maintaining a constant number of around thirty.

It seemed the Ghost Spirit Sect's Young Master intended to wear him down to death here.

Thinking of this, Han Li naturally refused to continue like this.

He slapped his storage pouch, pulling out several handfuls of low to mid-grade basic charms; there were easily seventy or eighty of them. Then, in one go, he threw them all towards a section of the blood cloud. Instantly, fireballs, ice cones, and other such attacks rained down. And Han Li himself instantly cast several Fire Snakes to follow.

After seeing that the String of Fireball Charms could slightly disperse the blood mist, Han Li had secretly noted this. Now he hoped these spells could help him open a path to escape.

“What a wishful thought!”

Wang Chan snarled ominously. Han Li actually had so many charms on him. This truly surprised him. After all, low-grade charms, apart from the highest quality ones, were of little use to Foundation Establishment cultivators.

However, despite the Ghost Spirit Sect's Young Master's arrogance, he truly dared not let his blood mist directly confront these spells. After all, his Blood Spirit had only cultivated to the second layer and could not withstand such a barrage of spells. As for attacks from magical artifacts, due to the blood mist's property of corrupting magical artifacts, he wasn't particularly afraid.

Several black skull heads, following Wang Chan's shout, suddenly squeezed out from the blood cloud before the spells arrived. Then, simultaneously opening their mouths, they sprayed out several streams of black mist, immediately blocking the spells that had reached them. After a fierce bombardment, aside from these few skull heads swaying a bit, the blood cloud behind them remained completely still.

Han Li's expression darkened, and he couldn't help but look towards the other directions. But before he could act, black skull heads also appeared in the blood clouds from the other directions. At the same time, Wang Chan's sneering voice carried over:

“Do you think there's still an opportunity for you? Just obediently become food for the Blood Ghosts! I truly wish to see your fate, being devoured by Blood Ghosts. That bloody spectacle must be utterly wonderful. I can hardly wait to see it!”

Following this, the Ghost Spirit Sect's Young Master's maniacal laughter rang out again. His madness was utterly evident.

“Madman!”

Han Li, while controlling the Black Dragon Claws to fend off the newly re-formed Blood Ghosts, was simultaneously breaking out in a cold sweat, desperately thinking of a countermeasure.

At this point, Han Li had already taken out a mid-grade spirit stone and held it in his hand, beginning to replenish his magical power. After all, continuously slaughtering Blood Ghosts like this was truly exhausting for a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him.

Meanwhile, Wang Chan was sitting cross-legged at the very top of the blood mist, continuously performing hand seals to conjure one Blood Ghost after another, feeling extremely pleased.

This cultivator from Huangfeng Valley, although his magical power wasn't high, his magical artifacts were indeed a bit strange and seemed quite good. The thought of adding a few more exquisite magical artifacts to his collection after this battle couldn't help but make him slightly proud. Even the bloodthirsty madness in his heart seemed to have lessened considerably.

Suddenly, with a “bang” from within the blood cloud, a thick, greenish-red mist appeared, instantly obscuring Han Li's figure within it. It then slowly spread out, soon enveloping the Blood Ghosts as well, intertwining with the nearby blood clouds.

Wang Chan was initially startled, but then he discovered that as soon as the greenish-red mist came into contact with his blood cloud, it was immediately absorbed by the blood cloud. Only then did he feel relieved.

Although the mist was continuously being absorbed by the blood cloud, after a moment, it still didn't seem to diminish. The thick, greenish-red mist prevented the Ghost Spirit Sect's Young Master from discerning Han Li's actions, which greatly aroused his suspicion!