Published: September 2, 2025
Chapter 573: Golden Radiance Divine Flame
Han Li’s expression was tense, his eyes unblinking as he closely watched every move of his opponent. His hands gripped tightly onto the red and yellow Wolf Head Jade Ruyi Scepter, while behind him, a flash of silver light appeared, and two silver-white wings materialized on his back.
"Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror! How does the opponent have such a god-defying treasure!" Han Li couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he recalled the origin of this item, his first thought was that he absolutely could not confront this treasure head-on.
To go toe-to-toe with such a legendary magical treasure, he would have to be out of his mind to do such a foolish thing!
This "Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror" was a peerless magical treasure that had once destroyed a generation of Star Palace masters. It had accompanied a cultivator whose cultivation techniques were profoundly mysterious, and its power had dominated the entire Chaotic Star Sea for hundreds of years. This cultivator single-handedly held his own against the entire Star Palace force, earning the title of the Star Sea’s number one cultivator at the time.
The reason he had such a great reputation was primarily due to his cultivation base, which at that time was unmatched across the entire Star Sea. Of course, the immense power of his life-bound treasure, the "Eight-Gate Golden Light Mirror," was also well known to everyone. It was even regarded as the top offensive magical treasure in the Star Sea.
Countless cultivators had died under the mirror's attack back then, including five or six nascent soul stage cultivators. This spoke volumes about the terror of that treasure!
Of course, Wen Tianren’s eight mirrors were definitely not the original "Heavenly Mirror Recluse’s" treasure—they were merely forged replicas.
Because given Wen Tianren’s cultivation base, it was impossible for him to wield such a power beyond his level. If he had absorbed that treasure, the overwhelming force would have shattered his body instantly.
Otherwise, if it were the genuine article, Han Li wouldn’t hesitate for a second—he would run away immediately and wouldn’t even think about fighting back.
Even facing this greatly weakened replica, Han Li had no intention of resisting it directly. After all, the reputation of the Star Sea’s number one offensive treasure was simply terrifying. If it came down to it, he planned to use the speed of his Wind Thunder Wings to temporarily avoid the attack.
Han Li still had some confidence in the speed of the Wind Thunder Wings’ thunder escape, so although his mind was tense, he showed no signs of panic.
At this moment, Wen Tianren’s golden light, after bouncing off the last of the eight mirrors, suddenly condensed into a golden light orb the size of a human head, floating in mid-air in front of his chest. The orb flickered in size unpredictably, as if it might explode at any moment.
Without hesitation, Wen Tianren waved his hand toward the light orb, and with a "whoosh," it immediately flew into his palm.
Wen Tianren held the orb with one hand, glanced at Han Li opposite him, and his gaze landed on the wings behind Han Li. A strange expression flickered across his face but quickly vanished.
At this moment, the immortal maiden Zi Ling, standing behind Wen Tianren, looked at the golden horn between his brows, then at the silver wings behind Han Li, feeling a dryness in her mouth and a complex expression on her face.
The fierce battle between these two had truly opened her eyes—it was not something an ordinary cultivator could compare to. Now both sides had unleashed their ultimate moves; clearly, this was a fight to the death.
In this tense atmosphere, the maiden held her breath, silently watching without a word.
As for which side she secretly hoped would win, probably only she knew that!
Wen Tianren made his move!
He suddenly stretched the golden orb horizontally in front of his chest, then lightly slapped it with his other hand. The two palms struck together, and the orb shattered into countless thumb-sized light spheres that scattered wildly—but strangely, not one missed entering the eight small mirrors.