Published: August 25, 2025
Chapter 261: Blood Spirit Great Technique
In the blink of an eye, the white light that Han Li had transformed into and the blood clouds behind him had chased each other for more than a hundred miles. However, the distance between the two had gradually closed by over ten yards.
Han Li silently cursed in his heart, unaware that Wang Chan, who was controlling the blood clouds behind him, was equally shocked!
It was important to note that the blood escape technique of the Blood Spirit Great Technique, though not boasting the top position among the six demon sects, was definitely ranked within the top five secret techniques of various sects, surpassing the speed of ordinary top-tier flying magical artifacts by a large margin. Yet, despite Wang Chan’s full-speed pursuit, he was momentarily unable to catch up with Han Li, who was driving the Divine Wind Boat to flee. This unexpected turn only deepened Wang Chan’s murderous intent.
Han Li knew that if he kept running wildly like this, it was only a matter of time—no longer than the duration of a tea break—before he would be caught head-on by his pursuer. He had to do something.
Reaching into his storage pouch, he pulled out a batch of primary-level Consecutive Fireball Talismans. Then, without hesitation, he suddenly slowed his stride and wildly hurled several talismans backward before resuming his sprint. Explosions rumbled behind him almost immediately.
Han Li couldn’t help but glance back.
He saw that the front edge of the raging, rolling blood clouds had been blasted apart, thinning out significantly, and faintly, the figure of the Young Lord of the Ghost Spirit Sect could be seen.
A smile of relief appeared in Han Li’s heart. Just as he was about to unleash the remaining talismans, Wang Chan suddenly raised his hand, and a green light shot out from the blood cloud, rapidly growing larger as it flew straight toward Han Li. It was the giant fork magical artifact that Wang Chan had been standing on earlier.
Han Li sighed helplessly. Instantly, the talismans in his hand changed direction from the blood cloud to the green fork. Twenty or thirty consecutive fireballs exploded, striking the giant fork surrounded by black energy, causing it to flip several times in succession, unable to approach him for a while.
However, even this brief delay allowed the blood clouds to regain their original form, once again roaring and raging wildly.
At that moment, Wang Chan suddenly let out several piercing howls that soared into the sky. With the earth-shattering cries, the blood clouds suddenly expanded explosively, quickly covering the entire sky, blocking out the sun as if to blot out the day.
Then, the surging blood clouds accelerated severalfold, rushing forward like a furious tidal wave from behind to the front of the Divine Wind Boat. They rapidly spread out, immediately trapping Han Li and his magical artifact in mid-air.
Startled, Han Li hastily stopped the Divine Wind Boat, which had nearly collided with the blood clouds, and pulled out a pair of claw-shaped jet-black magical artifacts from his storage pouch. At the same time, the strange green fork quietly launched another attack from behind.
“Go!”
Han Li growled as if he had eyes behind him, and threw the pair of magical artifacts backward. As soon as he released them, the claws instantly expanded to over a yard in length, fiercely slashing at the incoming green fork.
The green fork did not back down, releasing several streams of black energy from its prongs, and wrapped layer upon layer around the giant claws, threatening to immobilize them completely.
Seeing this, Han Li quickly formed a spell formation with his hands. The giant claws suddenly blazed with black light, growing several feet longer. With a few swift slashes, the claws shredded the surrounding black energy into fragments, rendering it unable to maintain its form.
“Not bad! Not bad! Definitely not ordinary top-tier artifacts! To be able to so easily break the dark soul threads on this Jade Shadow Fork, it seems this trip was truly worth my effort!” Wang Chan's voice drifted from outside the blood clouds. After the green fork emitted a low buzzing sound, it retreated and vanished into the blood clouds.