Published: September 2, 2025
Chapter 562: A Gift
Hearing Han Li’s tone so stiff, the ugly man already felt that something was off. When he saw a severed head suddenly thrown over from the opposite side again, his heart was even more startled.
Without thinking, he flickered his body aside, dodging the thrown object.
But in the moment it brushed past him, he also made out the face on the severed head—ashen and pale. It was indeed Elder Ding, which shook him deeply inside.
The skull-headed man standing nearby also caught the sight clearly and was equally horrified.
However, these two seemed to have often worked together, for the instant they sensed something was wrong, they quickly gathered side by side. Then, with a flick of their fingers at their magical treasures engaged in the fight, they recalled the Mountain-Breaking Axe and the strange blade.
Then, their faces full of caution, the two stared coldly and unyieldingly at Han Li.
Although Han Li was a late foundation formation cultivator, the two believed that even together, they might not necessarily be his match, so they showed no fear.
From afar, Yuan Yao, hidden within the black mist, was also puzzled by the scene before her.
But as she was extremely cautious, she did not take the opportunity to flee, nor did she disperse the demonic technique surrounding her body. Instead, she had the red strange hammer circling in front of her silently, watching Han Li and the others’ strange behavior.
Han Li glanced meaningfully in Yuan Yao’s direction, then turned back to the skull-headed man and the other, smiling faintly.
Without explanation, he waved his hands, and over twenty small azure swords darted from his sleeves like swimming fish. Then, as a brilliant light surged, the flying swords shot fiercely toward the opposition.
The skull-headed man and the ugly man opposite, upon seeing this, could hardly believe their eyes. Their faces were full of disbelief.
An ordinary foundation formation cultivator would basically have to spend most of their wealth to forge a single life-bound magical treasure. But the opponent who suddenly turned against them had unleashed more than twenty flying swords at once.
Without a second thought, both knew their opponent was definitely not an ordinary late foundation formation cultivator; they absolutely stood no chance.
The skull-headed man’s face changed drastically as he suddenly roared:
“Scatter! Save yourselves!”
As soon as he spoke, he transformed into a streak of dark light and turned to flee. The ugly man silently withdrew his great axe, mounting his light speed escape in the opposite direction, moving almost as fast as his companion, appearing extremely skilled.
Seeing this, Han Li’s expression darkened. His hands quickly formed spell formations and lightly tapped the sword cluster.
Immediately, azure glow flickered, each sword producing three identical sword lights, turning the original twenty-four azure beams into ninety-six sword lights. The sword swarm's momentum instantly multiplied.
Then Han Li flicked his blue robe and solemnly uttered the word “Divide.”
Upon hearing this, the sword lights obediently split into two groups.
The two waves of flying swords connected in sword light, trembling with azure brilliance, resembling two blue swarms of bees piercing the void separately.
This magical ability—the sword light shadow splitting technique—caused the fleeing skull-headed man and ugly man to look back with ashen faces. Without hesitation, they immediately exerted their magical power and fled desperately.
Han Li stood still, showing a trace of pity in his eyes. The speed of dozens of sword lights linked in flight was not something ordinary people could escape.
Unless they had peerless treasures like the blood-colored cloak or Wind Thunder Wings that Han Li possessed, the two stood no chance.
Sure enough, after only a moment, the sword swarm caught up with the two who had fled over a thousand zhang.
The skull-headed man and ugly man had no choice but to turn and deploy their magical treasures in defense. But under the rain of dozens of stabbing sword lights, they screamed miserably one after another, eventually being torn apart by the chaotic sword swarm.