Published: August 25, 2025
Chapter 270: Execution
The moment Lv Tianmeng died, the hundreds of small talismans that had lost their spiritual power support shattered instantly into tiny azure lights. They then gathered together and revealed their original form—a talisman—gently falling to the ground, landing exactly between Han Li, Xuan Le, and the blood spider.
Xuan Le stared expressionlessly at Han Li, making no move. Han Li glanced at the blood spider, then at Xuan Le, and silently raised his hand. The White Scale Shield was summoned. At the same time, eight beams of white light appeared around him, and eight Puppet Beasts materialized by his side.
Xuan Le’s expression finally shifted somewhat. He raised his hand to recall the yellow little bell and said coldly, “I really didn’t expect Junior Brother Han to be skilled in puppet technique. But it seems your cultivation base isn’t quite there yet. Do you really think these few puppets can be my match?”
Han Li’s expression did not change; he only asked coldly, “The spider was released by you deliberately?”
“Exactly!” Xuan Le admitted briskly, then flipped his hand, and a red, cloak-like light silk appeared.
“Are you not afraid of backfiring and ending up killed by this beast?” Han Li licked his dry, cracked lips and sneered.
“Heh! Kill me? Just with this level 4 demonic beast that’s only a bit tougher and stronger?” Xuan Le mocked, his face full of disdain.
“But still, you better have some fun with this crystal spider! Hopefully, you can keep your little life!”
After saying that, he covered himself with the light silk. Although he was still there physically, all his various auras instantly vanished without a trace.
Han Li was a bit surprised and couldn’t help but stare at the light silk for a few moments.
At this moment, Xuan Le smiled gently as he slowly retreated to a corner of the cave, completely acting like an onlooker. Han Li’s thoughts raced quickly, and he immediately guessed several possible uses for the light silk, his face darkening as he hurriedly looked toward the spider.
The blood spider glared ferociously, its two fangs snapping with a crisp sound—it had already marked Han Li as its prey.
Han Li thought for a moment, then his figure flashed as he dashed rapidly toward the corner where Xuan Le was.
But the blood spider saw Han Li move and immediately surged with a blood aura, charging toward him as well.
However, the Puppet Beasts Han Li had prepared opened their mouths one by one, shooting out beams of light that flashed past instantly, hitting the blood spider again and again, knocking it over several times. For a moment, it couldn’t keep up with Han Li’s speed.
Seeing Han Li rushing rapidly toward him, Xuan Le’s heart tightened.
He greatly feared Han Li’s lightning-fast movement technique and wouldn’t dare let Han Li get close so easily. Without hesitation, he tossed the small bell in his hand toward Han Li, while radiant light burst from his body, and a fiery red leather armor appeared on him. The light silk naturally lost its effect and was withdrawn.
But Han Li saw the giant bell approaching and raised his hand. A small mirror appeared in his palm, and a misty azure light shot out, immediately reverting the bell from its giant form back to its original size, suspending it mid-air.
“Qingning Mirror!” Xuan Le exclaimed. This was a top-tier magical artifact renowned in their sect. How could he not know it?
Suddenly, Xuan Le felt flustered!
He had thought the Sky-Covering Bell would at least buy him some time, but Han Li charged straight forward without hesitation. How could he not panic?
Fortunately, Han Li was still more than ten zhang away. Xuan Le threw out an Ice Rain Technique talisman he had just taken out. It instantly transformed into countless ice spikes fiercely shooting toward Han Li. In his mind, as long as Han Li blocked with that white shield, his movement would slow down enough for Xuan Le to activate the powerful magical artifact he had just gotten.