Published: August 27, 2025
Chapter 320: Breaking the Cocoon
Liu Jing and the other Yellow Maple Valley cultivators, having long learned from Han Li that these demon beings could transform, immediately understood what was about to happen. Without hesitation, they unleashed their magical artifacts and spells, all crashing towards the four glowing cocoons. They knew well that before the transformation broke out, these blood attendants were perfect fixed targets, so they naturally wouldnât miss this chance to strike their enemy.
Unfortunately, just as Han Li had said, each of these light orbs was incredibly sturdy. After a storm of attacks, they still stood firm, showing no signs of damage.
Liu Jing and the others wore grim expressions.
âEveryone, donât hold back! Use your secret techniques now! If we wait until they transform and come out, it will be too late!â Liu Jing shouted resolutely.
With that, he immediately retracted his magical artifact and solemnly pulled out a golden talisman, pinching it between two fingers. Then, chanting mysterious incantations, the talisman gradually emitted a dazzling golden light.
Han Li was secretly shocked upon seeing this. Though he did not know the exact rank of the talisman, the fact that Liu Jing, at mid foundation establishment stage, had to use a chant to activate it indicated that this talisman was definitely no ordinary item.
The others, noticing this, exchanged glances and also began to display their own unique abilities.
What caught the most attention were Senior Sister Chen Qiaoqian and Song Meng. Both of them took out talisman treasures inscribed with magical treasure patterns and immediately sat down to concentrate on activating them. Blue and gray radiances spread from their talisman treasures, earning envious looks from the others.
Talisman treasures were not something every foundation establishment stage cultivator could easily possess. Having such items proved that these two either came from powerful families or were deeply favored by their sect elders, allowing them this privilege. Otherwise, purely by themselves, such opportunities and wealth would be impossible!
Though envious, the others were not to be outdone. Some unleashed sharp spells, while others summoned even more mystical magical artifacts, launching the next round of attacks. The dazzling light flared into the sky, and magical artifacts danced wildly.
Han Li, however, neither used a talisman treasure nor unleashed the formidable âGreatsword Techniqueâ he had just displayed. Instead, he employed the simplest method: with a gentle wave of both hands, several heavy objects dropped with a thud before him, and four beast puppets appeared.
The puppets opened their cold, icy eyes and gaped wide with bloody mouths, shooting out several light beams like long white ribbons, piercing fiercely forward. Han Li stood behind them, taking the opportunity to recover the magical power he had spent in the previous battle.
Since he had not even seen the Black Death Cult leader yet, he was unwilling to exhaust his magical power prematurely.
Saving magical power for emergencies was a decision Han Li had made before the battle. Otherwise, once his power ran out, no matter how skilled he was, he wouldnât be able to use any abilities.
The sudden appearance of the beast puppets surprised his fellow disciples briefly, but they soon went back to their own tasks.
After all, what cultivation techniques or spell formations one used were personal secrets, and no one would foolishly pry around.
Those who knew a bit about the origins of âpuppet techniqueâ assumed Han Li had obtained it from Li Huayuan. Given Li Huayuanâs cultivation base and his killing of several Thousand Bamboo Sect cultivators to acquire some of their cultivation spell formations, this was not surprising.
Thus, the others were mostly just curious about Han Liâs beast puppets.
At this moment, Liu Jingâs golden talisman activated successfully, trembling slightly before transforming into a streak of golden light that shot into the sky above one of the blood-colored cocoons.