A Record of a Mortal s Journey to Immortality - Chapter 1108

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Chapter 1108: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures, Chapter 1104 Puppet Conquers Enemy Chapter 1108: Volume 6 Spirit Treasures, Chapter 1104 Puppet Conquers Enemy The person was naturally Han Li, who had used the Lightning movement technique to quietly circle around behind the girl.

He had used the Humanoid Puppet to distract Bai Mengxin’s attention, while he himself had swiftly drawn close and made his move.

Bai Mengxin had been on alert for any disturbances nearby.

As soon as Han Li’s figure appeared, the girl immediately sensed it and without turning her head, she reached out with a reflexive grasp into the void.

A crystal-clear hand, as translucent as crystal, immediately appeared outside of the massive ice and reached straight for Han Li’s head.

The girl did not pin her hopes on this strike truly overpowering the enemy; she only wished to temporarily stop Han Li’s advance.

However, Han Li did not even glance at the hand above him, merely sweeping his sleeve with an expressionless face.

Instantly, a golden sword shot out from his sleeve, and after a flash of golden light, the hand was split in half.

Han Li’s form did not delay for even a moment, rushing up to the front of the massive ice with the violet flame around his body growing several times stronger.

An incredible scene unfolded!

With just a slight stiffness in his figure, Han Li seemed to become intangible as he merged into the ice block.

After a few flickers, he mysteriously passed through the massive ice, appearing right before Bai Mengxin and Elder Han Li.

Where he passed through, a gaping hole about ten feet in diameter was left in the ice.

It seemed that although the Purple Apex Flames had not been refined, compared to Bai Mengxin’s Celestial Ice Flame in terms of power, they were more than just a notch higher.

With Han Li’s full urging, he eerily passed through this defense.

Right before his eyes was that circular silver net.

Bai Mengxin had already turned her head in surprise, and with a scolding cry, she pinched a magic sign with one hand and spat out the word “Collect!” The net shone brightly as its silver threads constricted towards the center.

The gaps disappeared, and a glittering silver sphere abruptly appeared before Han Li.

Han Li paused, but then scoffed coldly.

The tri-colored light flourished, and with a nimble turn of the Feathered Fan in his hand, his body swelled in size to about a foot long.

He gently fanned the silver sphere in front of him.

“Puchi,” a column of tri-colored flame gushed out, and gold, silver, and red runes flickered ceaselessly within the scarlet flames, striking directly onto the silver sphere.

This silver sphere, whatever rare and valuable treasure it was, began to hum in response to the Three Flame Fan, an imitation of a Spiritual Treasure.

It shone dazzlingly against the tri-colored flames.

For a moment, it held the flames at bay.

The treasure immediately began to show signs of weakening, but it was not instantly pierced and dissolved.

Han Li frowned, but then he relaxed.

The earlier strike was merely a modest infusion of Mana into the fan; the Three Flame Fan only exerted about one-tenth of its usual power.

Although the result was somewhat unexpected, he was by no means shocked by it.

Almost at the same time, Han Li moved one hand and the jade bottle he had prepared disappeared into his mouth, instantly administering a drop of Myriad Year Spirit Milk.

He then no longer spared his Mana, pouring a massive amount of it into the fan.

With a tremble of the Tri-color Feather Fan, it emitted a pleasing chime.

A Tri-Color Fire Bird gracefully flew out from the fan along the flame column, diving straight towards the silver sphere opposite.

But Han Li spread the Thunderstorm Wings behind him again, and almost at the same moment as the tri-colored radiance burst forth, he disappeared from the spot amidst the rumblings of thunder.

The next moment, a streak of silver light appeared about thirty feet away, and Han Li’s figure emerged within that silver light.

He looked back in the direction he came from, only to see the crystal-clear massive ice rapidly melting away, engulfed within the tri-colored glow.

As for the silver sphere caught in the center of the radiance, it instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness upon the burst.

Seeing this scene, there was no hint of joy on Han Li’s face.

Instead, his pupils contracted, and the fingers holding the Three Flame Fan tensed up slightly.

For after the silver sphere dissipated, there appeared a blue Ice Flood Dragon, dozens of feet in length, with crystal-clear scales on the front half and a viscous blue liquid shape on the rear half, directly extending into a cauldron furnace.

It seemed to be a Spiritual Object released from the cauldron.

This cauldron, floating in front of Elder Han Li, turned out to be the Celestial Ice Cauldron!

The body of the Ice Flood Dragon coiled and contracted, protecting Bai Mengxin and Elder Han Li within.

Although the Dragon’s body also dissolved and vanished under the tri-colored light, disappearing in the blink of an eye, the tri-colored radiance finally exhausted its power and vanished with a flash.

Elder Han Li relied on the extreme cold of the Flood Dragon to survive unscathed under the power of the Three Flame Fan.

“So this is that fire-attribute Feathered Fan?

Truly worthy of being an imitation of a Spiritual Treasure, indeed quite powerful.

Solely in terms of power, it should already surpass my Celestial Ice Cauldron,” said a faint voice from Elder Han Li, who hadn’t stopped forming incantations.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a deep blue flame spurted out, attaching itself onto the Ice Flood Dragon.

The blue flames circulated ceaselessly along the body of the flood dragon.

With a long roar from its mouth, its damaged body instantly restored to its original state after a flash of the Celestial Ice Flame.

Then, it glared with a pair of green eyes, fixing a ferocious gaze on Han Li.

Upon witnessing this scene, Han Li revealed an odd expression on his face, one that seemed somewhat mocking and also carried a hint of a cold sneer.

The Sect Master’s heart chilled, and before he could understand what was happening, a faint azure silhouette eerily emerged from the void behind him, and then swooped forward in a pounce.

One hand shimmered with silver light, like a sharp blade, thrusting straight into the Sect Master’s back, while the other hand lifted to reveal a Silver Small Shield that was immediately cast out, unfolding into a silver screen rushing down towards Bai Mengxin.

This azure shadow moved silently, akin to a gentle breeze across the face, eluding the perception of ordinary cultivators.

It was indeed Han Li’s Humanoid Puppet.

It had sneakily arrived at this location, unnoticed by anyone, under the cover of the sky filled with arrow-like flames and Han Li’s diversion.

Bai Mengxin had not noticed the abnormality behind her.

When the silver light flashed before her eyes and she was completely trapped within the silver screen, she panicked.

She quickly formed an incantation with her hands, and a layer of white Celestial Ice Flame instantly appeared all over her body, which then transformed into countless fist-sized Fireballs, shooting towards the surrounding silver screen.

For a moment, the space within the light screen was filled with loud booming noises!

However, the surface of the silver screen became extraordinarily thick at times and smooth as a mirror at others.

The white Fireballs, upon striking it, were either staunchly blocked or reflected back.

Clearly, she could not escape the trap immediately!

As a late-Nascent Soul cultivator who was just one step away from entering the Divinity Transformation realm, the Sect Master was naturally incomparable to Bai Mengxin.

So, the moment the Humanoid Puppet appeared, this Great Elder of the Minor Extreme Palace, relying on his formidable spiritual sense, had already perceived the anomaly.

Startled in his heart, he had no time to command the blue flood dragon to fend off the enemy.

He could only swiftly bring forth a Golden Battle Armor from within his body, of an ancient style and twinkling with spiritual light.

At the same time, he attempted to dodge the lightning-fast strike of the Humanoid Puppet.

However, Han Li had already exerted his full power to enhance the puppet, which followed the Sect Master like a shadow.

Due to having to form incantations with his hands, the Sect Master’s movements were naturally slower.

As a result, with a “thud,” the silver-shining palm struck the Sect Master right on his shoulder…

Silver light interweaved with golden brilliance flickered!

The palm of the Humanoid Puppet, made mainly of Silverstar Sand along with other rare materials, had a might certainly not inferior to an ordinary flying sword magic treasure.

Yet, when it struck the golden armor, it only stirred a ripple like that of water, and was quickly repelled.

Nevertheless, the immense strength still caused the late-Nascent Soul cultivator to stumble and sway several times.

However, the Sect Master’s heart actually felt relieved.

The Spiritual Power inside him started flowing ceaselessly, preparing to forcibly halt the grand incantation he was performing in order to free up his mana for counterattacking.

Although the grand incantation was not fully completed, it had already been able to mobilize more than half of the Mystic Jade Cold Qi from the Mystic Jade Cave, which should be sufficient to obliterate the formidable enemy before him.

But just as the Sect Master began to change the incantations his hands were forming, the other hand of the Humanoid Puppet also flashed, striking the other shoulder of the Sect Master with similar ineffectiveness, blocked by the golden armor.

The Sect Master was taken aback and was about to wonder why the puppet would do such a thing when suddenly, the two palms of the puppet emitted a brilliant silver light, transforming into two sharply hooked blades.

With a slight trembling, they hooked onto the Sect Master’s shoulders.

Even though they were stopped by the golden armor, the Sect Master’s body was immediately rendered unable to move freely.

Almost simultaneously, a sudden thought flashed past above the Sect Master’s head as a black short blade mysteriously appeared, trembling slightly as it stabbed down towards the Great Elder of the Minor Extreme Palace’s heavenly spiritual covering from above.

It was so rapid that it almost reached his skull in an instant.

And at that moment, the Sect Master was firmly hooked by the puppet’s silver blades onto the golden armor’s exterior, unable to budge even slightly.

At this instant, the Sect Master was thoroughly terrified.

No longer caring to slowly channel the Spiritual Power within his body, he hurriedly lifted his head, his face turning blood-red as he spat out a blood-red streak.

This blood-red streak was transformed from a mouthful of the Sect Master’s blood essence, containing stupendously powerful Spiritual Power.

Upon collision with the black blade, a thudding noise erupted, with blood-red and black light intertwining, stalling the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife’s streak for a moment.

The golden armor on the Sect Master flickered with spiritual light, ready to disintegrate and disappear to allow him to regain his freedom and escape this calamity.

At the same time, the blue Ice Flood Dragon was also propelled from afar towards Han Li, having been spurred from a distance by the Sect Master’s technique.

Before getting close to Han Li, the flood dragon lifted its head and shot out a blue light column.

The late-Nascent Soul cultivator believed that as long as he could slightly delay Han Li’s attack and drive the Mystic Jade Token to control the cave’s coldness, he would be able to immediately reverse the situation and annihilate his opponent.

But just then, a foot-wide Silver Lotus mysteriously emerged about a foot away beneath the Sect Master, spinning swiftly.

The Silver Lotus shone brightly, and from within it emerged the sound of Buddhist chanting.

The Sect Master’s heart shuddered, suddenly feeling as if his body weighed over ten thousand pounds, unable to move at all.

At the same time, he also lost control of most of the Mana within his body, drastically weakening the already diminished power of the blood arrow repelling the black short blade.

The Demonic Marrow Flying Knife flashed, shattering the blood arrow, and with no further obstructions, descended in a swift motion.

The Sect Master, terrified and aghast, let out a ghastly scream.

(To be continued.

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