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by Translator: Johnchen


  Hums resonated in the air, and the Greatnorth Essence Light above him formed huge silver waves. Specks of light continuously lit up and endless strings of light shot out towards the huge skeleton in a dense barrage.

  A sharp whistle sounded out from the skull as a layer of grey light shone from within.

  Many of strings struck its surface, but were scattered and had little effect.

  Han Li’s expression stiffened as he began to pour more magic power into the ring.

  A massive change occurred.

  Now the light strings gathered together before striking, condensing into tens of ropes before blurring out of sight.

  Repeated pops sounded out.

  A dozen thumb-sized holes peppered the skeleton’s body, some even piercing through its skull.

  The Corrupting Devil Qi wasn’t able to block the attack.

  Willing the Yang ring to condense the Greatnorth Essence Light together had greatly increased their power.

  But soon, Han Li’s faint trace of happiness had instantly turned sullen.

  Chapter 1029: Blood Devil Pearl

  After the giant skeleton was damaged from the condensed Greatnorth Essence Light, white radiance lightly circulated throughout its body and mended the holes almost as fast.

  Han Li frowned. It appeared he would have to deal with Old Devil Qian first.

  While the huge skeleton appeared to be moving slowly, each step travelled a huge distance forward and it quickly arrived in front of Gui Ling.

  With crimson light brimming in its hollow eyes, it held its hands towards its body and summoned two of its rib bones into them, creating three-meter-long sabers.

  Then with a flip of the hands, an inky devil flame lit on each of them.

  When Gui Ling saw this, she coldly snorted and stepped forward to strike the devil down with her axe.

  Silver light flashed and filled the air with thunderous booms. The bone sabers immediately surged several times in size as they moved to block the axe in a cross, stopping it from cleaving down on its skull.

  Gui Ling wasn’t very surprised by this, rather, a vicious intent soon lit up in her eyes, “Tiger, devour!”

  Light flared from her weapon once more, and a giant beast’s head suddenly emerged from it, appearing to be that of a single-horned white tiger.

  The beast gaped its mouth open and quickly lunged forward, biting down on the skeleton’s skull. It clearly devoured the head and the tiger immediately withdrew.

  The silver axe not only had a fearsome blade, but an artifact spirit as well.

  Gui Ling pressed the attack and spun the ax like a wheel of death as she slowly ground down the skeleton with cold light.

  Torn apart from the immense force, bone fragments rained freely around them.

  Soon into her assault, she stilled her axe and breathed out yellow flames onto the ground, intending on dealing the finishing blow to the cinque devils.

  Contrary to the situation, however, Old Devil Qian’s alarm had disappeared when he saw that the horned woman planned on using demon flame to destroy his devils, he simply muttered an incantation and activated a devilish technique.

  An icy wind immediately brushed past the raging yellow flames and restrained them.

  Then, five crystalline black strings emerged from the yellow demon flames and shot out from them, leaving an explosion over thirty meters wide in its wake.

  Several clouds of grey Qi burst forth from the ashes, soon fading away to reveal five flawless skeletons standing in place.

  Gui Ling shouted out in alarm, “Intangible Devilform! Who would’ve thought that your incarnations have cultivated such an ability? Do you not have any fear of future backlash?”

  “How could I worry over such a trivial thing? As if I’d give them the opportunity,” the old devil indifferently replied. Then with merely a thought, a devilish art was quickly activated.

  The skeletons leapt forward and fused into their massive form once more. Following that, it immediately summoned the two bone sabers as it fiercely charged towards Gui Ling.

  This time, she didn’t command the axe’s artifact spirit to attack, instead choosing to meet the blades head on.

  An axe glowing with icy light and two slender bone sabers wrapped in white mist began to fiercely clash without end, each strike creating a deafening boom around them. The trembles seemed to be affecting the hall itself as if it would soon collapse around them.

  Han Li looked at the scene with narrowed eyes. Although Gui Ling managed to restore her magic power and turn into a giant, the remnant Greatnorth Essence Light nearby was unintentionally damaging her. No matter how durable her crimson armor may be, she wouldn’t be able to hold out against the skeleton much longer within the light.

  As such, he intended on finishing the battle as soon as he could.

  With that in mind, he looked at the crimson silhouette in the distance. Wearing a stern expression, he stealthily commanded the Yang ring above his head.

  Several silver ropes condensed from the surrounding light appeared behind the crimson figure, like vipers silently stalking their prey.

  When the silver ropes grew near, Old Devil Qian's body immediately blurred as soon as he sensed something.

  However, the eight chains of silver rope had completely caught him off guard and penetrated his body.

  He was momentarily startled, but when he looked down at the ropes piercing through his body, he wickedly smiled.

  Such injuries were of little consequence to him. It would only cost him a thought to repair the damage.

  Soon, however, he discovered that there was something amiss and his expression slowly shifted downwards. The silver ropes hadn’t disappeared. Rather, silver light radiated from them as their presence continued.

  “Restrain!” Han Li shouted.

  Like pythons, the chains tightly coiled around him and exerted great power, splitting the crimson body into eight separate pieces.

  In his furious alarm, the old devil had his body disperse into blood mist and flew a distance away before condensing back together.

  Despite his desperation, the ropes relentlessly pursued him as soon as he dissolved, and a similar scene occurred, causing his body to resemble that of torn paper.

  This happened six more times in succession, but each time he used the blood mist to escape, it was clearly becoming more sparse.

  “You’re courting death!” The devil furiously shouted from the blood mist. It was clear that his current situation was far from good.

  To make matters even worse, Han Li was able to quickly condense the silver ropes around the blood mist before it reformed as it sped through the Greatnorth Essence Light, preventing any chance of escape.

  But soon enough, the blood mist stopped appearing altogether and condensed into a flare of light, producing a fist-sized pearl.

  The orb was as scarlet as blood, shined with a strange demonic light, and filled the air with a gory scent.

  “The Blood Devil Pearl!” Han Li’s mouth twitched from the shock of seeing it.

  “Do you think I’d be scared of you? Hand over your life!” Old Devil Qian’s voice sounded out from the pearl and directly shot towards Han Li in a streak of crimson light as he roiled with furious rage.

  He took a deep breath and quickly acted, casting several spell seals at the Yang ring above his head.

  Several silver ropes flew out, striking at it in bright flashes. Despite its speed, many of the attacks had landed, but the pearl lit up a barrier with a hum, easily repelling these attacks with flashes of green.

  Betraying not a trace of emotion from his face, Han Li flipped his hand and summoned a ball of golden lightning in his palm and tightened his grasp of the Triflame Fan in the other.

  The old devil had stored his Nascent Soul into this Blood Devil Pearl long ago. To kill him, one would have to destroy the pearl itself.

  The treasure was immensely famous amongst the Devil Dao. It was akin to a second body when attached with a Nascent S
oul.

  It was said that refining the treasure not only required the blood essence of over a hundred different spirit beasts, but also required the combined cultivation of several peculiar devilish arts. Furthermore, the refinement method was long lost. It appeared to have fallen in the Yin Sifting Sect's hands some time ago and had finally been refined by this monstrous cultivator.

  However, this was also an opportunity. Once the pearl approached him, he would blast it with Divine Devilbane Lightning and trap it within, then striking it with the Triflame Fan.

  Regardless of the treasure’s abilities, it wasn’t something that could withstand the fan’s fury.

  With a plan in mind, he prepared to meet the old devil head on, but the pearl came to a sudden stop along the way. A foot-tall crimson flame suddenly burst forth, causing the pearl to disappear without a trace.

  Han Li felt his heart tremble and he quickly released his spiritual sense, fearing that the old devil would attempt to ambush him.

  But a moment later, he was stunned.

  The flaming Blood Devil Pearl reappeared once more, but it wasn’t by his side; it was at the edge of the area a distance away.

  Then, Old Devil Qian let out a roaring laugh.

  “Youngster, do you believe me to be senile? Fighting here against two high-grade opponents is beyond foolish. I’ll be sure to entertain you properly on the outside with some reinforcements!”

  With that said, the Blood Devil Pearl disappeared into the waves of silver light.

  By the time Han Li realized what had happened, it was too late to pursue. But in spite of his surprise, he hadn’t displayed any panic. Instead, he turned his attention on Gui Ling’s battle with the cinque devils.

  His expression stirred and thunder rang out from his back as a pair of wings revealed themselves. Then in a flash, he appeared at the edge of the Greatnorth Essence Light.

  Han Li coldly leered in the direction that the old devil has escaped from and raised the Triflame Fan, but a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

  He then spat out a fist-sized object wrapped in azure light, the Heavenvoid Cauldron.

  Having done that, he suddenly heard a huge bang, followed by Old Devil Qian’s cursing.

  Then the light around them began to stir as a crimson streak and a silver light came into appearance.

  The crimson streak was the Blood Devil Pearl, but the flames surrounding it had decreased by nearly half. As for the ball of blinding silver light across from it, it vaguely appeared to belong to a slim silhouette.

  Chapter 1030: Destruction

  When Old Devil Qian saw Han Li arrive before him, his heart trembled and the Blood Devil Pearl came to an immediate stop.

  Then, the silver silhouette behind the pearl began to take action. It raised a small bow in its hand and drew back a nonexistent bowstring to release a dense barrage of red arrows.

  Right after, Han Li flashed a grin at the old devil and the Triflame Fan he held lit up. With the roar of a phoenix, the fan released a bird of flame towards the pearl.

  Soon, Old Devil Qian found himself between the hammer and the anvil.

  He was greatly troubled, having seen the might of the Triflame Fan once before. But despite knowing he couldn't afford to block the attack, the barrage from behind him was already incredibly powerful. After all, he was wounded by him at.

  Helpless, his Blood Devil Pearl let out a piercing shriek and shot backwards. Crimson light surged from the pearl, followed by a manifestation of a grey face, and with it, a cloud of deep black Qi suddenly shot out.

  In the violent gust of wind, a meter tall banner sparkling with green light stood tall amongst the inky-black Qi: The Ghost Sifting Banner.

  Han Li instantly recognized the item. Apart from the density of devilish Qi, the banner was almost identical to the one he had obtained.

  The banner then unfolded itself in front of the pearl.

  Yin winds began to erupt nearby, filling the air with a black fog. Malformed ghosts heads emerged from them and spat wisps of flame at the approaching arrows.

  As they pierced into the Yin Qi, an eruption sounded out from within.

  With the given opportunity, Old Devil Qian concealed the Blood Devil Pearl with the banner’s power and the two treasures flew off.

  But when he glanced back around, he saw that the phoenix was closely following after him.

  The old devil’s heart trembled at the sight, but he soon steeled his resolve.

  The banner released a bright green light and created a black hole on top of it.

  Pitch-black Yin Qi began to rush out and an inch-large ghost shot out from inside. It surged in size as soon as it appeared, capping out at three meters tall and holding a fearsome bearing.

  This ghost fiend was fully covered in glossy black armor and wielded a double sided trident, making for an impressive display.

  The ghost seemed to have been under the restriction of the banner for some time. As soon as it manifested, it excitedly shrieked before it even registered its surroundings. But as soon as it did, it immediately became mute.

  In its alarm, the ghost fiend quickly spat out a fog of pitch-black Yin Qi in front of it and flusteredly waved its trident in front of the phoenix to block it.

  Although it couldn't compare to the likes of Old Devil Qian or Han Li, it was no less powerful than an ordinary early-Nascent Soul cultivator. But after being confined in the banner for several hundred years, it was met with an attack of such fearsome power during a moment of carelessness, only to be treated as fodder.

  Then, a muffled explosion sounded out when the two attacks struck one another.

  A halo of mysterious light appeared, pulsing before suddenly expanding over thirty meters wide.

  In this display of might, talisman characters began to flow through the air, and the ghost fiend along with its surrounding Yin Qi had completely disappeared.

  While the nova spread throughout the air, the Blood Devil Pearl was bought enough time to wrap itself in the Ghost Sifting Banner, protecting it against potential calamity.

  Old Devil Qian felt lucky to have survived the successive attacks, but when he glanced at the Ghost Sifting Banner, he felt great sorrow.

  The banner now barely shined with a faint light as its spiritual nature was greatly damaged.

  This was due to the main apparition within the banner perishing and a majority of its ghost mist being wiped away by the tri-colored attack.

  The Ghost Sifting Banner might’ve been known as the Yin Sifting Sect’s signature treasure, but this wasn’t because of its individual power.

  Its true strength lay when all eighteen of the banners were gathered together.

  Under those circumstances, he was confident he could defend himself against a Deity Transformation cultivator, let alone Han Li and the horned woman.

  It was a pity that the Yin Sifting Sect Ancestor ruled that unless the sect was facing calamity, all eighteen banners were forbidden to be gathered under a single person. Ordinarily, the eighteen were distributed amongst the highest ranking cultivators of the sect. Even the grand elder himself wasn’t able to break away from this provision.

  Not to mention that one of these treasures had fallen into the hands of his enemy.

  With that resentfully thought, a ghost face made another appearance from the surface of the Blood Devil Pearl with the intention of absorbing the damaged magic tool.

  With the strike from the Triflame Fan finished, his fear of Han Li had greatly diminished.

  Using such a powerful treasure was certain to consume much magic power. Han Li had already used it once before as well. Having launched a second strike so soon after, he shouldn’t be able to use the treasure again anytime soon.

  In any case, if Han Li was able to use the fan in rapid succession, he would’ve long perished from its might.

  But at that moment, something strange happened.

  Thunder exploded from a distance away, and an emerald streak launched out from the cloaked
argent silhouette.

  “Not good!”

  Fear was inspired in the old devil upon seeing this familiar scene.

  When he first escaped Han Li with the Blood Devil Pearl, he was caught off guard and ambushed by this emerald streak. Since it contained Divine Devilbane Lightning, it damaged much of the crimson blaze protecting him.

  Having suffered once before, he wasn’t about to let this happen again.

  After the ghost face absorbed the banner, the pearl blurred and became vaguely shaped.

  Three meters away, the green streak reappeared, its true form revealed to be an emerald arrow that was several inches long and arced with golden lightning.

  With a clap of thunder, the arrow eviscerated the image of the Blood Devil Pearl that had been left behind.

  To avoid another crisis, Old Devil Qian had used a secret technique to move the pearl a distance away, leaving only an illusion behind.

  Forty meters away, a cloud of blood flame burst and the pearl made a reappearance.

  But at that same moment, a flicker of black light appeared behind it: an inch-long saber shining like a jet-black crystal.

  In a flash, it flicked past the pearl in a black line, passing through its defenses as if they had never existed.

  A sharp crack and Old Devil Qian’s wretched scream pierced the air. The exterior of the pearl had shattered to pieces.

  In a furious rage, he stuttered with disbelief, “I-Impossible! The Blood Devil Pearl can’t be so easily... Even the High Zenith Sect’s Divine Heavenbound Blade couldn't... That flying saber is...”

  And with another muffled crack, the pearl completely shattered, revealing a single Nascent Soul.

  The soul, however, appeared truly odd. Not only was there a faint blood mist pervading it, but it was holding a small flag in its hand and had five skulls rigidly biting down on its body.

  The skulls were entirely pitch black and gnawing at the Nascent Soul as if to feed on its blood essence, making for a soul-chilling sight.

  Immediately after the pearl had disappeared, Old Devil Qian’s Nascent Soul let out a piercing screech and wrapped itself in the Ghost Sifting Banner before flying off in a streak of black mist.

 

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