But the giant spear had only penetrated a few inches into the body before it seemed lodged in hardened steel, unable to advance even the slightest bit further. At the same time, the six eyes of the golden body flashed with brilliant light, and the six golden blades in its hands once more slashed downward at the giant spear pressed against its chest.
The demonic shadow below seemed to realize the situation had turned unfavorable. It raised its head to cast a cold glance, and the giant spear trembled, about to immediately withdraw from the golden body.
But it was already too late!
An unusual crystalline light began to circulate across the surface of the Fan Sheng golden body, and a tremendous suction force was born within it in an instant, acting upon the giant spear. It actually rooted the spear in place, suctioning it to the body so that it could not move in the slightest.
And at that moment, a cold gleam flashed across the six golden blades. The sound of tearing air erupted, and dense waves of blade light surged downward like a tide, as if threatening to engulf both the demonic shadow and the leading youth in their midst.
The leading youth let out a cold snort, his figure retreating half a step as one hand formed a strange seal while his mouth uttered several arcane incantations.
The small blood-red boat beneath his feet hummed, and a curtain of blood-colored light materialized, actually shielding both the youth and the demonic shadow within it.
Despite the blade light striking the barrier with the fury of a tempest, it merely flickered violently a few times before remaining utterly unscathed and immovable.
This small blood-red boat was not only a remarkable flying treasure; it actually possessed extraordinarily profound defensive capabilities.
No wonder the leading youth had maintained his composure in the face of the golden body's relentless onslaught.
Not only that, at the demonic shadow's low roar, the giant spear that had been suctioned against the golden body's surface began to shimmer with gray light. Its texture shifted from impossibly hard to smooth and supple in an instant, and it transformed into a gray demonic serpent dozens of zhang in length, a pitch-black horn atop its head. With a single coil of its massive body, it ensnared the golden body fiercely in midair.
Had it been any ordinary cultivator, even one of the Deity Transformation stage, being constricted by such a fierce and massive creature would have caused their body to rupture and explode on the spot.
But the Fan Sheng golden body was itself forged from countless rare materials, essentially an indestructible diamond body. Rather than suffering any damage from the serpent's constriction, its three heads each let out a long howl, and its body swelled dramatically in size. The six golden blades in its hands vanished in a flash, and its six arms all swung in unison, conjuring countless golden fist shadows that rained down upon the serpent's body.
Thunderous booms echoed across the entire sky.
But the giant serpent transformed from the spear seemed just as tough as tempered iron. Although the golden fist shadows dealt some damage upon striking its body, it was far from being killed anytime soon.
Instead, the serpent's gaping maw opened wide and a burst of green mist sprayed directly toward the three heads of the golden body.
Though no one knew what this green mist was, it emanated a drowsy, soporific aura.
The three heads' expressions changed. A golden light flashed between their brows as a crack split open on each, and three vertical eyes emerged simultaneously.
With a flash of golden light, three piercing beams shot forth from the vertical eyes, piercing clean through the green mist in an instant.
Strangely enough, the green mist rolled once and then vanished in a flash.
The serpent swung its head, its blood-red maw lunging to bite the central head of the golden body. But the air rippled, and two massive golden hands had already moved to block it, fingers like hooks driving straight into the serpent's skull.
In mere moments, the golden body and the giant serpent had locked into close-quarters combat. Both appeared equally tough-skinned and thick-fleshed, their battle locked in a dead heat!
Meanwhile, the enormous tower shadow looming above the sword formation, under the activation of the Nine Palace Heavenly Qian Talisman set and the self-detonation of another low-grade spatial treasure, flickered uncontrollably. The seven-colored radiance it emitted, influenced by these two sudden fluctuations, ultimately let out a hum before failing to descend completely—it dissipated and vanished in midair.
Affected by the spatial force of this tower, the palace conjured by the Nine Palace Heavenly Qian Talisman merely rotated slowly overhead, equally unable to bring it crashing down.
And just at that moment, the giant ape transformed from Han Li suddenly flashed with an unusual light in its eyes. Both palms suddenly pointed toward the sky.
Two thunderous booms rang out as a black mountain peak and a green mountain peak, each dozens of zhang tall, materialized from the void and hurtled straight toward the youth who was about to retrieve the small seven-colored tower.
Meanwhile, the green-skinned spirit body flicked one sleeve, and with the sound of tearing air, a spray of green threads shot forth!
These green threads, translucent and crystalline, vanished into the void in a flash, only to reappear near the falling small tower with a sharp whistle, transforming into a green silk net that enveloped it.
It appeared that Han Li intended to seize this treasure by force as well.
The Blood Light Sacred Ancestor's avatar in the form of a youth witnessed this scene without the slightest change in expression. He merely raised a hand and sent a casual palm strike toward the small tower in the air, uttering the word "Break."
The small tower suddenly spun around, and simultaneously a seven-colored hurricane howled forth from within. With a single sweep, it shattered the descending green silk net into tiny pieces.
Not only that, the two mountain peaks were blown back over a dozen zhang with a deafening roar.
Then, with another sweep, the seven-colored hurricane enveloped the two Extreme Mountains entirely. Amid the howling, countless mysterious golden runes materialized within the hurricane, each appearing remarkably familiar.
"Golden Seal Script!"
Han Li's heart lurched in alarm, and his expression shifted involuntarily. Then he felt a mysterious force suddenly descend upon the mountain peaks, attempting to forcibly sever the divine sense he had planted within the Extreme Mountains—it seemed intent on claiming the treasures by force.