The moment Song Meng saw the Yue Emperor attack the cross-legged Han Li, both he and his companion were startled.
Although they knew that with the power of this blade, they wouldn’t be able to withstand a single move, they had no choice but to simultaneously raise their hands. One unleashed a rapid series of fireballs, while the other threw a talisman that transformed into seven or eight millstone-sized boulders, hurling them over in hopes of at least providing a slight obstruction.
Unfortunately, these two types of magical attacks, under the gentle sweep of that massive blade radiance, were crushed and utterly dissipated before they even got close to the blade.
The blade radiance then swung back around, carrying a foul, bloody wind, and slashed down fiercely once more.
As the blade’s edge was about to reach him, Han Li’s expression remained unchanged, a faint cold smile playing at the corner of his lips.
Seeing Han Li so calm, the Yue Emperor’s heart skipped a beat. Before he could even begin to ponder the deeper meaning, the blade in his hand had already swung downward.
With this strike, the Yue Emperor blinked, and Han Li vanished from before his eyes. The blow had landed on empty air.
Startled, he realized he had somehow returned to a position dozens of zhang high in the sky, with the same five-colored auspicious light spread out below him. He had been teleported back to his original position.
The Yue Emperor’s face was extremely grim. Gritting his teeth, he slashed several times with his blade, breaking through the light again and charging back down, only to find Han Li still sitting calmly in his original spot, gazing at him with detached indifference.
This time, the Yue Emperor did not recklessly rush forward. Instead, he shook his body, and a vast expanse of blood light surged down like a tsunami, followed closely by the black blade radiance.
Because he was mentally prepared this time, the Yue Emperor finally saw clearly the bizarre scene unfolding below.
The blood light, when it reached a distance of about a zhang above Han Li’s head, seemed to be swallowed by something and vanished without a trace. An instant later, he sensed his own protective demonic light reappear in the sky behind him. It had truly been instantaneously transferred back to its original place.
In the Yue Emperor’s shock, his follow-up downward strike naturally proved utterly useless. With a flash, he and his blade were sent back into the sky above the auspicious light.
This time, the Yue Emperor’s face turned pale, and for the first time, a look of panic showed.
He stopped charging downward and began waving the Black Blood Demon Blade, continuously unleashing crescent-shaped blade radiance, slicing out in multiple directions simultaneously, attempting to find a flaw in this formation.
However, soon after the blade radiance flew out, after a flash of white light, it bounced back towards him unchanged. This forced him into a flurry of hurried movements as he angrily and alarmingly caught his own powerful attack.
If before the Yue Emperor had been unable to escape this formation merely because he felt it contained some illusionary arts and thus wasn’t overly worried, believing his demonic powers could easily break a minor formation, now that a person had been instantly transferred and powerful attacks were being reflected back, his heart sank deep with dread!
This was the type of restriction that would only appear in a powerful formation known as a "Grand Prohibition Array"!
Just as he was feeling extremely uneasy and sensing that something was terribly wrong, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly emanated from the auspicious light beneath him. This sent a shiver down his spine, and he hurriedly gripped the black blade tighter, his protective blood light beginning to spin rapidly, instantly enveloping him in a blood-colored whirlwind, shielding him impenetrably.
Then, two more spiritual pressures, no weaker than the first, erupted from below. Following a humming sound, the auspicious light beneath split apart, revealing a circular passage about a zhang in diameter.
In an instant, dense clusters of small azure rulers surged out from the passage like a swarm, forming a mighty azure torrent that headed straight for the Yue Emperor. This was Han Li’s successfully activated Azure Ruler Talisman Treasure.
After the rulers had all flown out, a small fiery-red sword and a yellow crystal orb followed, exiting the passage one after another.
As soon as they emerged, both underwent a transformation: one grew immensely large, while the other emitted a blinding yellow light.
Under the control of Chen Qiaoqian and Zhong Weiniang, these two talisman treasures silently split to the left and right, encircling their target.
Seeing this, the Yue Emperor’s face turned ashen within the blood whirlwind. He suddenly began to madly dance the Black Blood Demon Blade in his hand, instantly sending seven or eight enormous blade radiance slashing out to meet the swarm of azure rulers. Amidst a series of crackling and bursting sounds, he shattered more than half of the small rulers.
Below, Han Li, who was controlling the talisman treasures, went slightly pale. Due to the spiritual connection, he was also affected by the backlash.
The power of this blood blade truly exceeded expectations. Fortunately, he didn’t need to clash with it head-on.
But the Yue Emperor now was merely struggling in his death throes.
Despite the obstruction of the blade radiance, the remaining swarm of azure rulers, along with the red sword and yellow orb behind them, seized the opportunity to fly in front of the blood whirlwind and plunged in without hesitation.
Immediately after, within the crimson whirlwind column, various shrill cries erupted. Beams of azure, red, and yellow light flashed continuously, locked in a fierce stalemate with the black light. Clearly, the battle inside was incredibly intense!
Suddenly, a cry of rage and alarm came from within. With a shattering sound, the black light, along with the yellow and red lights, flashed violently, and then all three colors completely vanished from the blood whirlwind. Meanwhile, Chen Qiaoqian and Zhong Weiniang, seated beside Han Li below, simultaneously went gray in the face, their eyes losing all luster.