Chapter 779: Battle at the Border (7)

Han Li, expressionless, raised a hand. The blue light shield flew from his grasp and, in a blink, expanded in size, transforming into a massive shield that blocked his front.

After a loud bang, yellow and blue light intertwined. The giant brick and the blue shield both trembled and flew backward simultaneously, appearing to be evenly matched.

When Han Li saw the giant shield flying back towards him, he expressionlessly extended a finger and lightly tapped it.

After a flash of green light, the shield strangely came to a halt.

Meanwhile, the giant brick spun once, then transformed into a yellow light and smashed towards Han Li again.

Han Li sneered. Behind him, a silver lightning bolt flashed, and he vanished again.

Seeing this, the old man in yellow was startled. Without thinking, he raised a hand, and a small purple flag shot out, instantly transforming into a purple cloud that enveloped his entire body.

Just then, to the old man's left, a thunderous sound rang out as Han Li's figure emerged. He opened his mouth, and a small, several-inch-long sword shot out.

As soon as the sword left his mouth, it was instantly enveloped in a layer of deep blue flames and shot towards the purple cloud in a fleeting flash.

The old man in the purple cloud, who had appeared extremely composed, revealed a look of terror upon seeing the blue flames on the flying sword, as if he had seen a poisonous scorpion.

Without hesitation, he swayed his body, instantly shifting several *zhang* away, hoping to evade the sword's attack.

But what the old man never expected was that the instant his body moved, a faint, ethereal female figure, as if anticipating his move, suddenly appeared behind him. With a raised jade hand, she shot out a green spherical bead like lightning.

The woman's emergence was silent and imperceptible, like a ghost, as if the old man had just moved right in front of her. The timing of her appearance was flawless, perfectly coordinated with Han Li.

However, even so, with the old man's Nascent Soul stage spiritual sense, he naturally sensed the abnormality behind him.

But at such a short distance, he couldn't dodge. The only thing he could do was desperately pour all his magical power into the protective purple cloud.

The purple cloud, formed by this ancient treasure, possessed considerable power, and he still had a fair bit of confidence in it!

With a thunderous boom, golden and green lights burst forth. The seemingly extraordinary purple cloud disintegrated in the light. The old man inside let out a wail; half of his body had vanished, and the remaining half was about to be completely consumed by green flames.

Seeing this, the old man's still intact head was filled with shock, anger, and disbelief, but it immediately turned into a look of extreme venomous resentment. At the same time, he gritted his teeth.

With a "bang," his ruined body exploded. A dazzling yellow light fled from within, instantly shooting more than ten *zhang* away. Inside was a tiny infant, about an inch tall, with a face similar to the old man's.

It turned out that the old man in yellow, realizing the grim situation, decisively abandoned his physical body, allowing his Nascent Soul to fly out from it, futilely hoping to escape with his life.

But Han Li seemed to have anticipated this. The moment the Nascent Soul fled, he disappeared again amidst silver light and, after a flash, reappeared directly in front of the Nascent Soul's escape path.

With a raised hand, amidst crackling thunder, a golden net descended, covering it from above.

At the same time, the small sword covered in blue flames also shot over from behind.

Seeing this, the infant in the yellow light revealed a look of fear. In extreme panic, it opened its mouth and spat out a small, inch-sized round bowl, shimmering with silver light, to meet the descending golden net.

With a "bang," the round bowl shattered under the old man's Nascent Soul's incantation, without even touching the golden net.

After a flash of silver light, countless fragments scattered. The originally descending lightning net, struck by the fragments of the magic treasure, couldn't help but sway slightly.

With just this moment of delay, the old man's Nascent Soul activated a teleportation spell. After its protective yellow light flashed, the Nascent Soul instantly vanished without a trace from its spot. But the next moment, it reappeared thirty *zhang* away, then transformed into a shocking rainbow and disappeared.

The golden net descended just a step too late, allowing the Nascent Soul to escape.

Han Li frowned, looking at the direction the Nascent Soul had disappeared, but showed no intention of giving chase.

"This person was quite astute," the suddenly appearing woman in white said with some surprise, flying over with the old man's storage bag. "To escape with his life, he even shattered his innate magical treasure. Such a ruthless character is indeed rare to see."

It was none other than Silvermoon, who had flown out of the blood barrier and had been secretly released by Han Li.

"Hmph! I suppose it wasn't his time to die!" Han Li felt equally frustrated inside.

It seemed that both the Wind-Lightning Wings and the Azure Ice Flames were already thoroughly known to the Mulan people. To kill high-level spell masters by surprise again would no longer be an easy task.

"However," Han Li said indifferently, glancing at Silvermoon, "your escape art seems even more wondrous than before. To be able to sneak so close, and this person didn't even notice."

"I recently broke through another layer in the concealment ability of this four-eyed spirit fox demon body," Silvermoon chuckled lightly and said clearly. "Additionally, with Master attracting this person's attention in front, he couldn't afford to be distracted. That's why this servant was able to succeed so easily."

"Perhaps," Han Li nodded noncommittally.

Although Silvermoon had become his spirit familiar and was the only other person in this world who shared the secret of the small bottle, for some reason, he always felt that a veil of mystery enveloped her, making him feel unable to truly see through her.

After just a few words with Silvermoon, Han Li re-examined the overall situation of the battlefield.

This time, he was much more careful. At first glance, the place seemed describable only by the word "chaos," but Han Li still discerned the general situation.

Aside from the six great cultivators who were still clashing at an unknown height in the sky, the entire battlefield was actually divided into several scenarios.

One scenario involved dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of cultivators forming battle groups of various sizes, gathered in small areas, fighting each other.

Most of these people were cultivators from the same sect or spell masters from the same tribe. They were accustomed to fighting together, so when the great battle began, they immediately gathered to resist the enemy. This was much stronger than fighting alone!

As a result, they were not easily killed. Most battle groups were in intertwined stalemates, unable to quickly determine a victor.

Another scenario involved only a few people fighting one-on-one, or several people ganging up on one.

These cultivators were mostly high-level cultivators or spell masters. Their battles were even more perilous than those of the battle groups; often, a single mistake meant the complete destruction of body and spirit.

The final scenario involved both sides using incredible secret arts and exotic treasures in extremely fierce confrontations.

Most notable was a vast expanse of extremely dark ghostly mist, emitting shrill screams, moving at lightning speed in mid-air. Any spell master caught in this mist immediately turned into a withered corpse and fell. Wherever it passed, spell masters retreated in terror.

Behind the ghostly mist were several spell masters unafraid of it, continuously releasing spirit arts and magical treasures of both wind and lightning attributes, furiously striking the mist. With each strike, a portion of the mist would disperse. However, within the mist, someone was continuously waving a flag-shaped magical artifact, and the mist was subtly increasing, making several Mulan spell masters appear temporarily helpless against this ghostly mist.

In another area, over a dozen high-level cultivators were battling a stone giant over a hundred *zhang* tall.

The giant seemed to be formed from ordinary bluestone. Not only was its body massive, but with every movement, millstone-sized rocks rained down from its hands and feet. Even though these cultivators had protective magical treasure shields, they absolutely refused to take a direct hit.

And on the giant's shoulders, a spell master stood on each side, continuously activating magical treasures to assist the giant.

There were also some cultivators and spell masters wielding incredibly powerful treasures, engaged in tit-for-tat battles.

Each of these treasures possessed astonishing divine abilities, far surpassing ordinary ancient treasures. It seemed they were either the guardian treasures of various sects or the guardian treasures of the Mulan tribes.

Han Li's eyes were truly opened by the sight.

Although Han Li had rushed out of the blood barrier, it was so chaotic that only people from a few nearby battle groups had the leisure to notice him.

But even the closest of these battle groups were still hundreds of *zhang* away.

Nevertheless, two other Mulan Grandmasters immediately flew out from these battle groups, each transforming into a shocking rainbow, fiercely rushing towards Han Li.

Seeing Han Li's ruthless methods, even destroying a Grandmaster of the same level in an instant, the two had no confidence in winning.

But they also dared not let such a mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivator go unchecked, as his destructive power would be too great.

"Go!" Han Li said coldly to Silvermoon, having no intention of being besieged by Nascent Soul spell masters again.

Subsequently, his radiance flared, transforming into a green rainbow, and shot directly towards an adjacent blood barrier.

Silvermoon was startled, immediately understanding. After a strange smile, her figure blurred slightly and vanished into thin air.

As the green rainbow reached above the blood barrier, after a slight pause, a thunder bead shot out from it. Han Li didn't even look at the result and directly flew towards the next blood barrier.

Han Li actually intended to first rescue the other trapped Nascent Soul cultivators one by one!

A series of thunderous roars came from behind, and a fleeting red light shot out, followed by a joyous burst of laughter.

"Which fellow Daoist offered assistance? Broken Soul is eternally grateful." After the red light converged, it revealed a black-robed cultivator with an unusual, clear countenance.

"True Immortal Broken Soul?" Han Li was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected the first person he rescued to be this one.

"Fellow Daoist, please help me hold off those two for a moment. I'll go rescue the other fellow Daoists first." Han Li's thoughts turned, and he immediately transmitted his clear voice to True Immortal Broken Soul.

"Oh, it's Fellow Daoist Han. No need for thanks for such a great kindness. This matter can be left to this True Immortal." The black-robed cultivator, upon hearing Han Li's words, revealed a surprised expression, but immediately agreed fully with a composed look. Then he transformed into a white light and flew towards the two Mulan Grandmasters who were chasing from behind.

Han Li's spiritual sense perceived this scene, and his heart rejoiced. With his escape speed at full throttle, he arrived above the next blood barrier. Again, he raised a hand, and another ball of green light shot from his grasp.

But just then, an unexpected event occurred.

Suddenly, a gray light flashed on top of the blood barrier. A burly man in brocade robes appeared there without warning. Looking at the incoming thunder bead, he revealed a trace of solemnity.

Han Li was startled! When had this person sneaked here? How had he not noticed at all?

Then, after his spiritual sense swept over this person, Han Li couldn't help but be dumbfounded.