The giant felt a sharp screech ring in his ears, as if several pointed awls were drilling fiercely into his brain. An excruciating pain that seemed to tear at his very soul erupted without warning.
The early-stage Body Integration demon lord clutched his head with both hands and let out a scream. His protective spiritual light scattered, and he plummeted from the sky uncontrollably.
At that moment, two colossal mountains flickered into existence and descended upon the fire-armored giant's head with overwhelming force, crashing down with a deafening rumble.
Rolling grey radiance surged outward, and countless faint streaks of sword qi materialized in an instant, crisscrossing densely to weave together into an enormous net of threads that shrouded the fire-armored giant within.
"No! Fellow Daoists, quickly, save me!"
The fire-armored giant was, after all, a Body Integration cultivator. Though Han Li's Soul-Piercing Thorn had struck him with devastating force and the agony in his mind had been almost unbearable, he had swiftly regained his wits. Seeing the situation before him, his face drained of color and he cried out for help.
The crimson battle armor on his body hummed and blazed with blinding radiance without any effort on his part, expanding to enormous size. At the same time, three crimson fire serpents, each dozens of meters long, coiled out from the armor and spiraled around him, completely shielding his form.
This extraordinary life-saving treasure, which he almost never parted with, did not fail him in this dire moment. Activating on its own with a spirit of its own, it moved to protect its master.
Han Li heard the giant's plea and his heart stirred slightly, but his hands did not stop. Both sleeves swept outward, and seventy-two azure small swords surged forth. In a flash, they split into hundreds of azure sword lights, then condensed together to form a single enormous azure sword over ten meters long.
A roll of grey-tinged radiance, and the three fire serpents scattered like they had met their nemesis. Then countless sword threads crisscrossed and churned downward with fierce force.
Countless explosive cracks rang out across the surface of the crimson giant armor, which flickered wildly and began to falter.
"Sever."
Han Li pointed at the massive sword hovering before him and uttered a cold, low command.
At the same time, he flicked his hand downward, and a faint silver shadow vanished from his sleeve.
The great sword roared and transformed into an azure bolt of light that shot downward with terrifying speed, arriving almost instantaneously.
Before it even struck, a razor-sharp sword aura powerful enough to cleave heaven and earth enveloped him from above.
The fire-armored giant felt as though ice-cold water had been dumped over his head. His entire body went rigid, as if plunged into a frozen abyss. In utter terror, the crimson flames across his body surged as he prepared to transform into a ball of fire and flee.
But at that very moment, the void beside him rippled, and a silver ruler tore through the air without the slightest warning. In a flash, it transformed into a silver serpent that coiled around the giant's waist with lightning speed.
His escape was halted in an instant, leaving him utterly immobilized!
Even though the crimson flames on the fire-armored giant's body doubled in intensity, they had no effect on the silver serpent. On the contrary, the serpent flicked its tongue and tightened its coils even further.
The giant's face went pale with shock. He wanted to unleash another technique, but it was already too late.
The azure bolt of light flashed, and the sword gleam washed over his body like clear water, engulfing him completely.
His protective spiritual light was utterly insufficient to withstand such terrifying sword energy. In an instant, it was torn apart.
Immediately after, the sword light churned and, of its own accord, formed a massive azure vortex that pulled in an enormous area of void around it.
The fire-armored giant stood at the very center of the vortex. With a shrill, piercing scream, both his physical body and his Nascent Soul were ground to powder simultaneously, utterly erasing him from this world.
At almost the same moment, two terrifying waves of aura erupted from within the demon sea. One silver and one gold, two streaks of fleeing light shot out and hurtled straight toward Han Li.
Han Li had no time to savor the thrill of instantly slaying a Body Integration demon lord. He recalled his treasures and narrowed his eyes, gazing intently at the incoming lights.
The gold and silver lights were extraordinarily fast. In just a few flickers, they had closed to within a hundred meters of him. The light withdrew, revealing two figures.
One was a middle-aged man wearing a silver-threaded robe, and the other was a beautiful middle-aged woman in a pink palace dress, her eyes like water.
Both stared at Han Li with vicious expressions, their faces tinged green with a mixture of shock and disbelief.
These were the Yin-Yang Twin Devils, who had only recently joined forces with the demon army in this region. Somehow, the black-armored man surnamed Zang had persuaded them that Han Li was the one who had killed the Power Venerable and his two companions, convincing them to come and assist in the assault on Yitian City.
These two demon lords had deliberately hidden within the demon clouds, intending to let the other demon lords draw Han Li's attention while they launched a surprise attack from an unexpected angle.
But they had never imagined that before they could even make their move, Han Li would kill the weakest among the demon lords — the fire-armored giant — in a single exchange, too quickly for them to intervene!
Both were utterly taken aback, their hearts filled with shock and fury.
Han Li swept his spiritual sense across the two of them, and after a moment of surprise, he could not help but furrow his brow.
Two more demon lords — and both at the mid-stage Body Integration level. This was going to be troublesome.