Chapter 851: Joining Forces Against the Demon

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Nanlong Hou paused for a moment when he saw the tiger demon puppets appear before him, but he charged forward without hesitation. Looking for something? Visit pa_shu_wang\00k

More than a dozen puppets flashed with white light. Suddenly, they moved in unison, swift as the wind. Their figures blurred as they instantly surrounded Nanlong Hou, and dozens of claw strikes simultaneously lashed out at him.

Nanlong Hou's expression darkened. He let out a low growl, completely ignoring the claw strikes aimed at various parts of his body. Instead, he swung both arms, his fists, quick as lightning, meeting the sharp claws of two approaching puppets.

Two dull thuds echoed. As the sharp black energy made contact, the claws were utterly unable to harm his fists. Instead, with a surge of black energy, the claws and even the puppets' arms shattered inch by inch.

However, the two puppets showed no fear of death, nor could their spiritual power be dispersed. Thus, cold light flashed as two other sharp claws, in coordination with the other puppets, struck down.

Nanlong Hou let out a low, sinister laugh. With a slight sway of his shoulders, he vanished from his spot with a whoosh, and the numerous claw strikes aimed at him immediately missed. But immediately, two more dull thuds resounded!

Nanlong Hou reappeared outside the encirclement. With a precise movement, he pulled two arms from the chests of two dismembered tiger demon puppets. Although puppets had no hearts, such severe damage naturally caused them to immediately lose control and plummet from the air.

Nanlong Hou's fists were incredibly hard; the bodies of the tiger demon puppets, meticulously refined by Han Li, could not withstand them in the slightest.

However, Nanlong Hou's strike was merely a convenient move. His true target, naturally, was Han Li, whose body had not yet fully recovered its movement. Therefore, after destroying two puppets with one strike, he did not stop for a moment. Without waiting for the other puppets to surround him, he flashed and appeared before Han Li, striking out with a punch without hesitation.

Han Li's spiritual power within the light barrier had not yet fully recovered, but as he gazed at the opponent's fist, enveloped in demonic energy, his face showed no panic. Instead, a strange expression appeared.

Seeing this, Nanlong Hou felt a surge of surprise and doubt. As he pondered Han Li's intention, countless sharp, cone-like bursting sounds erupted behind his head. It seemed as if something had suddenly burst forth and attacked him from close range.

Nanlong Hou was startled. Without thinking, he retracted his fist. His body suddenly swayed eerily from side to side, and countless afterimages burst forth. His true self instantly vanished without a trace amidst the afterimages.

Where he had originally stood, countless green claw strikes descended from thin air, instantly tearing the afterimages to shreds. Then, green light flashed, and a monster covered in green fur with a skull-like face appeared out of thin air, staring coldly at Nanlong Hou without a word. This was indeed the Heavenly Absolute Demonic Corpse, quietly summoned by Han Li under the cover of the puppets.

Nanlong Hou had only focused on the tiger demon puppets and failed to notice the demonic corpse that had been hidden nearby, almost falling victim to a surprise attack.

"Refined corpse?" Nanlong Hou exclaimed with some surprise after clearly seeing the demonic corpse.

At that moment, the remaining tiger demon puppets instantly turned and gathered around Han Li. Han Li, however, suddenly raised both hands, spreading his five fingers. One hand glittered with golden light, and thick golden arcs leaped and flickered, accompanied by loud thunderous roars. In the palm of his other hand, purple light flashed, and a small ball of purple flame silently floated into existence.

After doing all this, Han Li looked at the demonic soul expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Nanlong Hou snorted through his nose. He knew that the opponent's spiritual power had recovered, and pressing closer would be useless. What made him wary was that the opponent had already released so much Spirit-Dispelling Divine Thunder, yet it hadn't been exhausted. This left him quite astonished! If he remembered correctly, before he was sealed, although this Spirit-Dispelling Divine Thunder caused immense harm to their ancient demons, very few possessed treasures of Spirit-Dispelling Divine Thunder. Even if one had such a treasure, the divine thunder could at most be released once or twice before becoming powerless. Otherwise, when their ancient demons crossed over to the human realm back then, how could they have been unrivaled for a time?

Yet, the person before him seemed to have an endless supply of Spirit-Dispelling Divine Thunder within his body, using it without any reservations. This was quite troublesome. What made him even more hesitant was the purple flame that suddenly appeared in the opponent's other hand, which also made his heart clench. Although he didn't know what this flame was, the moment he saw it, he felt it was extremely dangerous. It was clear that this item was far from ordinary.

As for the mechanical puppets, he didn't care about them anymore. After all, without precaution, these things might cause some surprises, but in a real fight, they wouldn't be very effective. Even the strange refined corpse, with its peculiar aura, would at most add an early Nascent Soul stage opponent; it was similarly not something to fear.

Nanlong Hou, possessed by the demonic soul, having failed to defeat his opponent in the initial clash, couldn't help but ponder for a moment.

On the other side, Old Ancestor Linghu and the white-clad woman, seeing Han Li and Nanlong Hou temporarily cease hostilities, muttered to themselves. They didn't dare directly command their ancient treasures to attack but merely kept the five-colored light pillar and the ring discreetly hovering above Nanlong Hou. The ring, an unknown treasure, mysteriously grew and shrank while emitting a faint hum.

At that moment, a series of explosions came from one side of the sky. Nanlong Hou turned to look, somewhat surprised. He saw a ball of grayish-white flame suddenly burst open in mid-air. A golden swarm of insects buzzed out from the flames, completely unharmed. After the flames dissipated, the Green Phosphorus Ghost Claw, which had been inside, had vanished without a trace.

Nanlong Hou's expression subtly changed, and his mood turned gloomy. As soon as the golden swarm of insects was freed, it immediately shot towards Han Li.

"I didn't expect you to have so many divine abilities," Nanlong Hou said with a ferocious look after a moment of silence. "It seems extracting your Nascent Soul with ordinary means will be a bit troublesome. In that case, I'll just kill you once and for all to eliminate future troubles. This body is only temporary, so it doesn't matter if it gets damaged."

He then took a deep breath, and dense black demonic energy suddenly erupted from his body. At the same time, strange cracking sounds, "ga-beng, ga-beng," emanated from his joints. Then, his figure suddenly grew several feet taller, and his neck and shoulders began to deform and bulge, as if something was about to burst out from within his body.

Upon seeing this, Han Li was momentarily stunned. But he quickly reacted, raising both hands simultaneously. Immediately, several golden arcs intertwined in one hand, forming a golden python that coiled to strike. From his other hand, a seemingly ordinary purple fireball shot out. At the same time, Han Li let out a low hum from his mouth. The golden swarm of insects that had just returned also drifted out from above his head. The tiger demon puppets and the Heavenly Absolute Demonic Corpse, formed from the Corpse Ghoul, remained motionless in place to guard against a surprise attack from the opponent.

On the other side, Old Ancestor Linghu and the white-clad woman naturally would not tolerate Nanlong Hou calmly unleashing any powerful cultivation techniques. Previously, the opponent alone had sent them scurrying for cover. If he added unknown, strange demonic arts, they would be in danger again. Immediately, after exchanging glances, the two simultaneously made hand seals and pointed at the treasures in the air. The five-colored light pillar immediately shone down first, reaching above Nanlong Hou even before Han Li's attack. Meanwhile, the white ring swelled rapidly, transforming into a giant ring about ten feet in diameter, and moved to entrap him.

The demonic soul was indifferent to all of this. As the black energy on its body surged just as the light pillar was about to reach it, it instantly submerged its form within. As a result, the five-colored light pillar, upon contact with the black energy, vanished with a flash, as if swallowed. At this moment, Han Li's golden arcs, the purple fireball, and the white giant ring all attacked simultaneously. The golden swarm of insects was slightly slower but followed close behind.

This time, the demonic soul did not wish to directly withstand these attacks. With a shake of black energy, it instantly shot backward, fleeing with incredible speed. All attacks, under the control of Han Li and the others, pursued relentlessly. In an instant, a several-foot-wide mass of black energy was seen rapidly dodging and flickering left and right in the air. Behind it, a golden arc transformed into a giant python, along with the giant ring, the insect swarm, and other things, pursued relentlessly. Its speed and evasive maneuvers were truly bizarre, making these attacks unable to catch or lock onto it for a time.

Seeing this, the white-clad woman, unwilling to give up, once again controlled the treasured mirror in her hand. One five-colored light pillar after another continuously fell. However, they also couldn't keep up with Nanlong Hou's movements and all missed.

This chase and evasion went on for a short while in the blink of an eye. Although Han Li was controlling the golden arcs and the Extreme Violet Flame with his divine sense, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression turned grim.

"Kid, if you don't have any other potent trump cards, I advise you to run for your life," Grandmaster Dayan suddenly transmitted a message. "Ancient demons are vastly different from our human realm cultivators. They are all fierce and combative, each with extremely rich combat experience. Although the ones who cross realms aren't likely to be too formidable high-level ancient demons, once they get serious, you are absolutely no match. I haven't finished refining the last Nascent Soul puppet yet, and I don't want to die with you."

Han Li heard these words but showed no intention of replying. However, after a stern look flashed across his face, he suddenly shook both sleeves. Immediately, a clear humming sound emanated, and dozens of golden miniature swords swam out from his sleeves. In a blink, they transformed into dozens of golden lights, each about a foot long, circling and dancing around Han Li.

Han Li expressionlessly sent out several hand seals consecutively. All the sword lights trembled a few times, instantly splitting into hundreds of identical golden lights, simultaneously radiating dazzling brilliance.

"Go!" Han Li formed a hand seal with both hands and let out a low shout. The hundreds of sword lights suddenly hummed in unison. Then, with a tremor around them, they eerily vanished from their spots one by one. In a blink of an eye, Han Li had deployed the Grand Geng Sword Formation before him.

"Oh! A sword formation! So you still had tricks up your sleeve. Alright, do as you wish. Forget what I just said. However, I'm quite curious to see what kind of sword formation can give you such confidence," Grandmaster Dayan uttered lightly, then said languidly.

"As for what kind of sword formation it is, Senior will know soon enough. If an ancient demon's true body were to descend, it's hard to say if my sword formation could harm it. But since it's possessing a human cultivator, even if it doesn't die upon entering my formation, it will at least lose a layer of skin," Han Li transmitted faintly once the sword formation was deployed.

"Hehe! Kid, don't boast too much! The ancient demon, from just now until now, has been fighting you with the brute strength of its demonized body. You haven't truly seen the power of ancient demonic arts yet!" Grandmaster Dayan sneered dismissively. pa_shu_wang - The best text reading site, offering e-books in chm, txt, jar, umd, and other formats. Welcome to register as a member.

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