Published: August 27, 2025
Chapter 428: Xiao Cha
Suddenly, the boy flipped his ghostly claw, a green radiance flickering. Another green light shot out, striking the green rainbow that was rushing toward him.
Instantly, a thunderous roar erupted!
Black and golden arcs of electricity burst forth, intertwining and colliding before condensing into a massive thunderball. The two forces clashed with fierce resistance, emitting explosive thunderclaps that shook the hall with a tremendous rumble, an awe-inspiring spectacle.
Han Li’s eyes suddenly narrowed sharply!
“Heavenly Thunder Bamboo”—the opponent also possessed a magical artifact forged from the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, which surprised him greatly.
Could it be...?
Han Li seemed to have an idea, focusing intently on the green radiance the boy had shot out.
Amid the dazzling electric arcs, a jade-green arrow about a foot long fiercely battled the Greatsword formed by seven green bamboo bee cloud swords.
The electrical arcs bouncing off the arrow differed greatly from those on the Greatsword. Not only was the golden color seemingly absent, but dense black energy was mixed in, as if some dark demonic technique had been used to refine it.
Despite this, the power of the black lightning arc was overwhelmingly strong, and in the clash with the golden lightning, it actually gained the upper hand.
Seeing this, Han Li involuntarily exhaled a breath of frustration.
He hadn’t expected his earlier suspicion to be true.
When he first saw the arrow piercing the white bone skull, he sensed a familiar aura, very much like the golden thunder bamboo he had cultivated to completion. But its somewhat blackened color and the faint traces of dark energy leaking from it made him hesitate.
After all, as far as he knew, golden thunder bamboo had only appeared once in the Chaotic Star Sea and then disappeared for countless years. It was too coincidental for him to encounter it again—he found it hard to believe.
But now it seemed that the arrow, originally set to ambush the opponent, was not only made from golden thunder bamboo but had been refined into a magical artifact by that old ghost—how ironically tragic!
A faint sneer curled at Han Li’s mouth.
Yet he suddenly thought, if that old ghost had sent the arrow flying to attack him the moment he was observing the bones—at such close range—wouldn’t he have been doomed?
This thought made him more and more fearful, cold sweat breaking out on his back as he felt genuine terror.
As for why the green bamboo bee cloud swords couldn’t match the arrow, that was not surprising.
These flying swords had been cultivated for too short a time, relying solely on the power of golden thunder bamboo in battle, naturally far weaker than the opponent's magical artifact.
If the seven flying swords had been refined a little longer, they would definitely not have been something a mere golden thunder bamboo magical artifact could contend with.
But after this test, since the opponent truly had a way to counter the golden thunder bamboo’s “Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder,” Han Li didn’t want to fight to the death.
From the initial green shadow to the boy’s current form, he had never clearly grasped the opponent’s true cultivation base.
Moreover, this person was cunning and deceitful, their demonic techniques extremely tricky and ruthless, impossible to guard against completely.
Even with his trump card of over a hundred thousand golddevourer worms, he couldn’t be sure of victory if he fought recklessly.
Thinking this, Han Li silently gestured to the Greatsword.
With a loud boom, the Greatsword disintegrated into seven small swords that shot back toward Han Li.
The boy’s eyes flashed cold light at this, but after a moment’s hesitation, he did not let the arrow continue to chase. Instead, he also recalled his magical artifact.
"If you truly are the teacher of the Supreme Patriarch of Dark Yin, wouldn’t you be almost a thousand years old?" Han Li asked coldly after recalling his flying swords, as if doubting it.