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Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 786: Ghost Luo Banner
The moment Han Li saw these round beads, his heart stirred. Could these be some kind of Thunder Pearls?
This thought flashed through Han Li’s mind, but he showed no sign of stopping the activation of the Great Geng Sword Formation.
These golden threads were one of the magical abilities of the Great Geng Sword Formation, somewhat similar to the sword cultivator’s technique of transforming swords into threads. They condensed the astonishing sword qi contained within hundreds of sword lights into fine threads.
Because the formation borrowed the power of the magic array and incorporated Geng Essence, the flying swords themselves were already incredibly sharp. Thus, the resulting sword threads were much more formidable than those wielded by ordinary sword cultivators.
Common magical treasures and ancient treasures could not withstand the cutting power of these golden threads at all.
As for thunder pearls or similar items, Han Li was not afraid of them anymore.
As long as the thirty-six flying swords hidden within remained unharmed, even if these sword threads were destroyed, they could continuously reform without fear of attack. This was one of the terrifying aspects of the Great Geng Sword Formation.
While Han Li was pondering this, a flash of golden light passed by. Those round beads triggered the formation’s restriction as well, being cut into pieces by countless golden threads before exploding.
To Han Li’s surprise, these beads did not contain any thunderfire. Instead, upon explosion, they released dense clouds of black-red blood mist.
Once the blood mist dispersed, it spread rapidly, accompanied by a strange stench that made one want to vomit—extremely pungent.
These round beads were called “Blood Thunder Orbs.” They were said to be refined from the filthiest, most polluted elements of heaven and earth. When used against opponents, as long as the target was not a magical treasure refined by demonic path methods, once it came into contact with this blood mist, its power would drop significantly and its spirit greatly diminished. No matter how powerful the treasure’s magical abilities or how high its spirit, to restore its power, it had to be reforged with infant fire for several days.
Of course, Blood Thunder Orbs were extremely rare in demonic sects. Not only were their raw materials exceedingly scarce, but their refining success rate was also pitifully low—much harder to forge than ordinary thunder pearls.
These dozen or so were all the accumulated reserves of the young man in the black robe over nearly a century.
This man, as an elder of one of the top ten demonic sects in Jin Kingdom, was knowledgeable and experienced. Upon recognizing Han Li’s underground sword formation, he immediately thought of using Blood Thunder Orbs to contaminate Han Li’s flying swords.
Sword formations required seamless coordination to unleash their magical abilities. Once any one flying sword malfunctioned, the entire formation would collapse on its own.
This method was one of the most common tactics used by demon cultivators in Jin Kingdom to counter sword cultivator sects who commanded sword formations.
Naturally, such precious Blood Thunder Orbs were rarely used in one-on-one combat. They were usually deployed only in large-scale battles. After all, sword formations were hardly ever controlled by a single person.
Seeing the blood mist, although Han Li did not fully understand what it was, he felt something was amiss. Just as he was murmuring to himself, a low rumble of thunder suddenly sounded.
Golden light flickered within the blood mist, and pale golden electric arcs shot out. The moment these arcs touched the blood mist, they exploded and instantly dissipated.
In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so blood mists were completely destroyed along with Han Li’s evil-repelling divine thunder.
Han Li was stunned.
The evil-repelling divine thunder did not wait for him to activate it; it automatically shot out from the flying swords. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. And the blood mist, obviously an evil substance, could even neutralize the evil-repelling divine thunder—it was truly incredible.