Published: September 2, 2025
Chapter 572: Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror
Focusing intently on the pressed Giant Bell, Han Li reached out with one hand toward the Flower Basket Ancient Treasure in front of him and lightly tapped it. Instantly, the white mist formed by the treasure shot upward toward the top of his head.
At the same time, a muffled bell sound, "dong," rang out from the Giant Bell.
The sound was not loud, but Han Li, who was rushing toward the bell's mouth below, suddenly felt a heavy pressure settle in his brain. His figure swayed and nearly toppled over.
Again, it was that dreaded sound-type attack!
Han Li cursed internally but did not dare to slack off for even a moment. He urgently activated the aerial ancient treasure.
A flash of light appeared, and within the white mist, the true form of the flower basket emerged.
The flower basket then spun rapidly, spraying out white radiant light that instantly enveloped the Silver Bell, then began pulling it upward toward the blue sky.
The Silver Bell was not going to surrender so easily. It emitted dazzling silver light all around, and the bell sounds rang out continuously one after another. But because it was trapped within the white mist, Han Li, though still somewhat uncomfortable, at least was able to keep his footing, unlike before when he nearly fell.
Only then did Han Li stop paying attention to the two ancient treasures above his head and shifted his gaze back to the man standing opposite him.
This young lord of the Six Paths, whose expression had regained composure, was still pondering the scene where his true demon avatar was destroyed by the golden arc. His expression suddenly changed as he stared fixedly at Han Li.
“Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder! You possess the golden thunder bamboo magical treasure!” Wen Tianren’s voice was suddenly filled with shock and fury.
Apart from the legendary Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, known for countering demonic techniques and evil arts, he could not think of any other electric arc with such god-defying power that could instantly shatter his true demon avatar. The golden thunder bamboo — an item that once wreaked havoc and bloodshed long ago — had reappeared, and even more astonishingly, had been refined into a magical treasure by the person opposite him. This revelation stunned the heir of the Six Paths beyond belief.
Hearing Wen Tianren call out the name Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, Han Li’s expression shifted slightly, but after a cold sneer, his face remained unchanged. He simply activated the flower basket treasure above his head, intent on first reclaiming the Silver Bell.
Seeing this scene, Wen Tianren naturally knew his guess was correct, and his face paled somewhat.
As the successor of the greatest figure on the demonic path, he possessed deep knowledge of the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. He was extremely wary of this divine thunder.
Moreover, after witnessing the Six Extremes True Demonic Technique, he realized he had no counterattack power under the influence of this divine thunder. He knew without doubt that the rumors about this divine thunder’s suppression of demonic techniques were not exaggerated. As long as the opponent possessed this thunder, it could easily neutralize eight or nine out of ten of his demonic arts.
Wen Tianren took a deep breath, glanced at the expressionless Han Li standing firm before him, and his face darkened like water. A trace of unease flashed through his heart.
He vaguely felt that the person opposite him might be his destined archenemy. Not only was his cultivation base and magical treasure no weaker, but after acquiring the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, he completely suppressed Wen Tianren’s cultivation techniques. This was something he absolutely could not tolerate!
“No matter the cost, today you must not be allowed to leave this island alive. The golden thunder bamboo magical treasure must be in my hands alone for me to rest assured,” Wen Tianren vowed with a cold glare toward Han Li.