Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 840: The First Battle with the Demonic Soul
Han Li nodded at Ancestor Linghu, then suddenly turned to Zi Ling and said calmly,
"Your cultivation base is too low; you won’t be of much help here, and might even lose your life. Leave this place for now! Don’t worry, with us here keeping this fiend occupied, he won’t dare to lay a hand on you."
Since Han Li and Zi Ling had developed some rapport, he spoke first and told her to leave before the fight began. Otherwise, once the battle started, they wouldn’t be able to consider her safety.
Zi Ling was momentarily stunned by this, hesitated a bit, then obediently nodded.
"Since Fellow Cultivator Han says so, this humble girl will take her leave. Brother Han, please also take care!" she said softly. After glancing down at the Marquis of Nanlong and then looking deeply at Ancestor Linghu, she transformed into a streak of light and flew away into the sky.
The Marquis of Nanlong below, either because he deemed Zi Ling’s cultivation too shallow to bother with, or found it somewhat difficult to deal with Han Li and the others, looked coldly at the departing Zi Ling, then shifted his gaze back to Han Li.
Han Li noticed the hostile look in the other’s eyes and his expression darkened. He raised one hand. Several thick golden arcs appeared on his arm, and a continuous rumble of thunder rolled out.
His entire arm instantly flashed with electric light, dazzling and glaring!
Facing such a terrifying ancient demon, Han Li had no intention to hesitate or probe further. At once, he unleashed the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder specially designed to counter demonic techniques. Since he obtained this divine thunder, it had never failed him when facing demonic magical arts.
Though the ancient demon was fierce, Han Li still had some confidence in the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder.
Upon seeing the golden arcs dancing on Han Li’s arm, the Marquis of Nanlong twitched his eyelids rapidly, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"I recognize you. From the residual memories of the body I possessed, your impression is very deep. Though I can’t recall specifics, the original owner of this body feared you greatly. Now, it seems that feeling was right—not only can you see through my stealth attacks, but you can also wield the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder that once gave us a hard time. Looks like dealing with you is going to take some effort," the Marquis of Nanlong said coldly after staring at Han Li for a long moment.
Han Li’s lips curled into a cold smile but his expression remained unchanged. The golden arcs on his arm grew even larger.
At the same time, he flicked his sleeve, and a small blue shield shot out. It circled around and transformed into a pale blue light veil that enveloped Han Li.
Seeing Han Li take the lead, prepared to block the Marquis of Nanlong head-on, Ancestor Linghu and the woman in white exchanged glances filled with joy.
Han Li’s reputation was no small matter; he was almost second only to those in the late nascent soul stage, which gave them some confidence.
The two murmured a few words telepathically and slowly moved to flank Han Li, ready to assist him from both sides.
The Marquis of Nanlong, seeing that Han Li was unaffected by words and had a resolute will, frowned briefly but then grinned fiercely. Without a word, he stomped his foot. His body trembled and left a residual image, then suddenly vanished from his original spot.
Han Li’s face remained calm but inside he tightened his vigilance to the max.
He surveyed with his spiritual awareness but could find no trace of the other’s whereabouts. Truly worthy of the ancient demon title—their concealment technique alone was enough to completely restrain ordinary cultivators.
Thinking this, Han Li narrowed his eyes. Blue light flickered as he skillfully activated the Mingqing Spiritual Eye magical ability.
Suddenly, he raised one hand. The golden arcs on his arm shot out instantly, transforming into a golden net that descended over a seemingly empty space.