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A Record of A Mortal's Journey to Immortality

Chapter 854: Unexpected Twist ⚡

Published: September 9, 2025

Chapter 851: Unexpected Change

The roar of the dragon ceased, and the Flood Dragon Shadow soared into the sky. After circling once, it suddenly dropped, diving into Han Li's back and disappearing without a trace.

A blood aura radiated through his spine, instantly forming a blood flood dragon pattern. From blurry to clear, it measured several inches in size, vivid and lifelike.

At this moment, blood light flickered all over Han Li's body. From his cheeks to his arms appeared blood-red scales the size of thumbs, crystal clear and extraordinary. After a sharp pain on his head, a small dragon horn emerged, bright red like fresh blood. His palms transformed as well; his fingertips became sharp, hardened nails.

At a glance, after his transformation, Han Li bore a threefold resemblance to the demonic soul trapped in the magic formation. However, Han Li still maintained his human face, and the scales on his body were blood-red and dripping with vitality. The demonic soul's two heads were exceedingly ferocious, with purple scales.

Han Li activated his spiritual summoning talisman, merging his true essence with the power of the flood dragon soul. His cultivation base instantly surged to the top tier of early nascent soul, just one step away from mid nascent soul.

Now, his entire being emitted a dual green and red spiritual light. Both his hands grasped the handle of the Blood Demon Sword, pouring all his magical power into it.

The Blood Demon Sword trembled violently, then the blood-colored radiance expanded wildly, stretching several meters, exuding a pungent bloody stench.

Meanwhile, the red horn on Han Li's forehead shone brilliantly due to the flood dragon soul’s full activation, emitting dazzling light.

Han Li’s resolve was firm: since the demonic soul was trapped in the sword formation, he must not allow another ancient demon to rescue it. Otherwise, if the two demons fused, the trouble would be immense.

But with the astonishing escape speed of the other demon creature, the sword formation hadn’t even closed before it had already charged forward.

The only option was to strike first, to kill the demonic soul immediately. With only one demon left, it would no longer pose a threat against the other cultivators rushing in.

Although wielding the Blood Demon Sword would cause great repercussions and a severe loss of true essence, Han Li had already planned to flee the dangerous area immediately after eliminating the demon. He would not interfere with the other cultivators’ attack on the remaining demon, to avoid any accidents due to his cultivation base dropping drastically.

Having dealt with one demon himself, he believed the other cultivators would not complain.

At this moment, the Blood Demon Sword was like a bottomless pit, instantly devouring more than half of Han Li’s spiritual power.

The blood-colored sword radiance flickered and stretched irregularly, reaching six or seven meters in length. The spiritual energy gathered was so intense that even Han Li was secretly shocked.

The demonic soul trapped in the sword formation stared fixedly at the sword radiance, a trace of fear gradually appearing on its face.

“Do you want to die? How dare a human cultivator recklessly wield our sacred artifact from the Holy Realm? Do you want to be demonized?” The demonic soul finally lost patience, both heads sternly shouting in unison.

Han Li sneered coldly but continued infusing spiritual power into the sword, paying no heed to the warning.

The demonic soul grew furious.

It clearly understood that Han Li was intent on killing it. Its face darkened with gloom! Suddenly, the blood radiance flickered, and it severed one of its own arms in a swift strike.

The wound was smooth as a mirror, not a drop of blood flowed out, looking extremely eerie!

But the severed arm was immediately grasped by its other hand. Then, it opened its mouth, spraying several mouthfuls of refined blood onto it, chanting a deep ancient incantation simultaneously.

The arm immediately shimmered with light, blood glow flashing. After writhing and twisting, it transformed into a long sword resembling the Blood Demon Sword.