Published: September 9, 2025
Chapter 850: Trapping the Demon
The demonic soul did not expect that this Greatsword was actually a golden thunder bamboo magical treasure and was taken aback.
However, with its strange escape speed, a flash of dark light, and its figure appearing over ten yards away, the Greatsword naturally sliced through empty air.
After stopping, the demon’s face suddenly darkened. Its four palms rubbed together, and two black glowing spheres appeared.
The dark light flickered as the two spheres transformed into two black light spears, humming loudly.
The demon bit its tongue with its fangs, and with two “pfft” sounds, it spat out two mouthfuls of refined blood that struck the black spears.
Instantly, the two light spears trembled lightly and turned blood red.
After spitting out the refined blood, the demonic soul’s two heads both showed signs of exhaustion. It seemed this method consumed a lot of its vital energy.
The azure greatsword appeared once again above the demon’s heads and then slashed down.
This time, without hesitation, the demon swung its four arms. The two blood-red spears in its hands were hurled simultaneously at the Greatsword.
After a flash of blood light, two loud explosions rang out.
Golden arcs flashed wildly, but under the influence of the evil-repelling divine thunder, the two light spears did not dissipate and struck the Greatsword’s blade solidly.
As a result, the Greatsword let out a long mournful sound and was knocked several yards away, rolling over multiple times. At the same time, the spiritual light on the blade wildly flickered and grew extremely dim.
Han Li, who was commanding the Greatsword from a distance, had a blood-red face, but after a quick flash of azure light, his expression returned to normal.
The Greatsword was the first of its kind with spiritual intelligence, and since Han Li’s mind was connected to it, he naturally suffered some setbacks. Fortunately, his spiritual awareness was very strong, and this little damage could not affect him.
But Han Li did not dare to hesitate any longer. He pointed to a distant spot.
With a hum, the Greatsword transformed into dozens of azure beams, suddenly disintegrated, and then swiftly shot back toward Han Li.
“Trying to escape! First leave these flying swords behind!” The demonic soul shouted fiercely when it saw the flying swords fleeing. Then it beckoned to the two blood-red spears. With a flash of light, the spears instantly transformed into two blood-colored giant hands, rushing after the flying swords with a howl.
Since it saw Han Li recklessly release so many golden thunder bamboo magical treasures, it naturally would not allow Han Li to easily retract them.
The demonic soul itself spun around with a whirl, and a large amount of demonic energy burst out, forming a black cloud that chased after at lightning speed.
Seeing this, Han Li was secretly pleased but showed no emotion on his face, appearing extraordinarily calm.
Beside him, the silver-haired elder grew restless. He immediately flipped his hand, and a small yellow-hazy sword appeared, ready to lend Han Li a hand.
“Senior Brother Cheng, no need to intervene yet. Wait until this demon is trapped; then it won’t be too late to act!” Before the elder could deploy his flying sword, Han Li’s voice came through as a transmission.
The silver-haired elder was slightly stunned. After glancing around, he seemed to understand and immediately stopped his movement, feeling relieved.
At this time, the blood-colored giant hands were clearly much faster than the flying swords. The azure sword light had just flown out a little before being caught up by the two giant hands.
Seeing the two blood hands suddenly grow several times larger, trying to scoop up the flying swords hard, Han Li calmly formed hand seals and hastily urged the formation.
What had seemed like scattered flying swords let out a clear chime, suddenly linking their spiritual power as one. Then they transformed into a cloud of azure mist, slicing through the air.