Demonic Transformation

The men in black, seeing several top-tier magical artifacts hurtling towards them, were horrified. They had no intention of taking them head-on and hurriedly threw their black flags at the incoming artifacts, trying to dodge them.

However, as soon as the black flag and Han's magical artifacts came into contact, a burst of black light erupted, and the artifacts shattered into pieces. Without any pause, the artifacts reached the man in black and struck his protective shield directly.

A low-level protective shield erected by a Qi Refining stage cultivator was no match for the combined attack of two or three top-level magic weapons. In just a moment, it emitted a crisp cracking sound and vanished into thin air.

Then, amidst the black-clad man's despairing gaze, the magical artifact gently circled around him, severing him in half at the waist and sending him plummeting from the sky.

Two other men in black fell from different directions along with him.

The remaining men in black panicked and, no longer caring about the Bushi formation, scattered in terror and fled for their lives.

However, some of the bolder and less bright men in black actually unleashed their magical weapons to attack Han Li, hoping to use them to block his attack.

Han Li had no intention of engaging them in a prolonged battle. He used his divine sense to control the magical artifacts to fly back, and then launched them all at once. Two dark beams of light and six golden beams shot up simultaneously, and whatever magical artifact they encountered was immediately shredded into pieces. As for the owners of the magical artifacts, they were naturally obliterated as well.

Although Han Li could easily catch up with the escaped men in black, he still had two key figures in front of him, so he naturally wouldn't abandon them to chase after the small fry.

When the young prince and Steward Wang saw Han Li turn his gaze to them, they couldn't help but exclaim "Oh no!" They activated their magic in their minds, and a faint black aura immediately emanated from their bodies, concealing their figures.

"Hmph, playing tricks!" Han Li said with a sneer.

Just as he was about to grab the young prince and his companion, his brow twitched, as if he had suddenly sensed something, and he looked up at the distant horizon.

Six thin black lines flashed across the horizon, and then the black-clad men who were desperately fleeing seemed to be frozen in place, their bodies suddenly stopping, and then they fell limply from the magical artifact.

This bizarre scene filled the eyes of the young prince and the chief steward, who were enveloped in black light, with extreme horror. They had no idea what had happened, let alone why these men in black had suddenly fallen from the sky.

However, a moment later, they learned the real reason. A white light suddenly appeared from the horizon and flew toward them at an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, the white light stopped above them.

It was a flying boat about ten feet long and shaped like a willow leaf. On it stood a young man holding six black daggers and smiling. He was Li Yunfan, who had just arrived here.

The dagger in his hand was a top-tier complete set of magical artifacts that he had seized from a demonic cultivator in Jingu Plain. Having cultivated the Great Evolution Technique, he found it extremely easy to wield, so he kept it.

"It seems you can easily handle them even without my intervention," Li Yunfan said with a smile as he jumped off the Cloud Piercing Boat.

"They're just some Qi Refining cultivators; the real trouble hasn't come out yet," Han Li said, pointing to the huge crimson ball of light not far away.

Upon arriving at this place, Li Yunfan immediately noticed the strange blood-red light. After hearing Han Li's words, he instantly understood what it was.

"Is this the demonic transformation of the Black Fiend Cult's Blood Servants?"

With that thought in mind, he slightly raised his hand, and the six black daggers instantly transformed into six thin black lines, shooting towards the blood-red light.

However, Li Yunfan soon frowned, because he felt the same way as Han Li: the dagger could not go any further after penetrating less than half a foot.

The young prince, amidst the black mist, looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had arrived later, feeling both bitter and deeply regretful.

They originally thought that with a dozen Qi Refining cultivators and a Blood Servant, they could easily defeat the opponent. However, they never expected that the opponent's strength would be so formidable, far surpassing the Foundation Establishment stage altar masters in the sect. Let alone one-on-one, they estimated that even if two or three altar masters attacked together, they would not be a match for this person.

Now, the other side has actually sent another Foundation Establishment stage helper. Judging from how familiar the two are, they obviously have a close relationship, so the strength of this new helper must not be weak either.

Given the current situation, not to mention himself, even the Blood Servant would probably have a hard time saving his life!

In contrast to him, the Four Friends of Mengshan were stunned by Han Li's clean and decisive attack. Although they knew that Han Li was strong, they did not expect him to be this strong.

He alone instantly killed five or six of the dozen or so men in black who were of similar cultivation level to them!

"roar!"

Just then, a frenzied, bestial roar filled with madness suddenly came from within the crimson light.

Upon hearing this, the young prince and his companion exchanged a surprised glance. Although he believed that even if the other party used a secret technique, they might not be a match for the two of them, if they could entangle them, he would naturally have time to escape.

Upon hearing the roar, Han Li's expression turned serious. He reached into his storage bag and pulled out a small yellow bell, which he then threw at the crimson light without hesitation.

As soon as the small bell left his hand, it grew longer in the wind and in the blink of an eye transformed into a huge bronze bell five or six zhang tall. It was the "Heaven-Covering Bell," the spoils of war that Han Li obtained from killing Xuan Yue in the underground of the spirit mine.

With a loud "clang," the Heaven-Covering Bell accurately trapped the blood-red ball of light that was undergoing a bizarre transformation, and no more roars could be heard.

Han Li turned around and looked at the two young princes. Suddenly, he raised his hands, and in an instant, countless fireballs surged out from his hands, raining down like a storm. The force of the attack dyed the nearby sky a fiery red.

This scene startled the young prince and his companion, who quickly released a disc-shaped magical artifact to defend themselves.

With a series of deafening explosions, the young prince felt dizzy and disoriented. Because there were so many fireballs, he couldn't defend against them all. Some of them slipped through and hit him directly, shattering much of his protective black aura.

Just as he finally survived the barrage of fireballs, before he could even catch his breath, a scream came from beside him, startling him so much that he trembled and quickly turned to look.

Standing beside him, Steward Wang's black aura had dissipated, half of his body was covered in blood, and he was left with only one arm, limply being held in Han Li's hand.

"Impossible! How did you capture him? Our protective aura isn't so easily breached!"

After the young prince finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hands, and more than a dozen black beams shot towards Han Li in a flash.

A mocking smile appeared on Han Li's lips. With a flick of his hand, a dark shield appeared out of thin air in front of him, blocking all the black light.

Li Yunfan, standing to the side, watched this scene with great interest, a faint smile always on his face.