The moment
When disciples of the Ghost Spirit Gate fought their enemies, they also used skull-shaped magical artifacts. The difference was that their artifacts were mere inanimate objects, unlike the black skull before him, which was so vivid and lifelike it seemed to possess a soul of its own.
While Han Li was still reeling from surprise, the three black banners had already flown forward first.
Cultivator Jian let out a mighty shout and pointed from afar with his finger. The three black banners immediately shot out dense, fine black threads that crisscrossed into a giant fishing net, descending toward the skull head-on.
The black threads were incredibly fine, gleaming throughout, and trailed wisps of dark mist — clearly no ordinary material.
When the skull saw the black threads shooting toward it, a red light flashed in its hollow eye sockets. Then its jaws chewed silently a few times before snapping wide open, and countless emerald-green ghostly flames surged out from its mouth in a torrent.
The tens of thousands of black threads, the moment they touched these ghostly flames, ignited on their own as though encountering their natural nemesis, swiftly dissolving into wisps of pale smoke.
Seeing this, Cultivator Jian's expression changed dramatically. He hastily formed a series of hand seals, intending to drive the black banners to unleash another ability.
But the black skull suddenly swelled to the size of a carriage wheel. Then, in a single exhalation and inhalation, a gray rainbow shot from its mouth, circled once around the three black banners, and swept them all into its gaping maw.
Then the skull clamped its upper and lower jaws together with tremendous force. After several crisp cracking sounds, it chewed the black banners to smithereens.
At the same time, Cultivator Jian's spiritual link with the black banners was severed abruptly. His face went pale.
"Demon! How dare you destroy my treasures!" Cultivator Jian screamed in shocked fury, a glint of fear creeping into his eyes.
Others might not know, but he himself understood all too well!
Those three black banners were ancient primordial treasures! In the past, they had defeated countless powerful enemies. He never imagined that in a single encounter they would be destroyed inside that sinister skull's mouth.
At this moment, the Thunder Fire unleashed by
At this, Hu Yue and Cultivator Jian exchanged a glance, and both secretly entertained thoughts of retreating.
Han Li, too, was extremely astonished!
Only now did he realize that this bizarre cultivator dared to challenge a whole group of Core Formation cultivators single-handedly because he truly had powerful backing. Not only did he possess a great number of magical treasures, but each one seemed to wield formidable power.
It seemed that if they didn't lend a hand, the group really might suffer a crushing defeat.
And Han Li had no desire to see that happen.
After all, he had already invested months of painstaking effort into this grand formation and wasn't about to let all that work go to waste and hand the advantage to someone else.
Moreover, although Han Li wanted to keep a low profile before the other cultivators, he had also been itching to test the true power of those "
The bizarre cultivator before him now appeared to be no ordinary Core Formation cultivator — making him the perfect test subject.
With that thought, Han Li cast another glance toward the battlefield.
He could see Hu Yue and the others darting frantically through the air in every direction, firing low-grade magical techniques nonstop at the two skull monstrosities that pursued them relentlessly. It was obvious they knew that ordinary magical treasures were useless against such eerie creatures, so they could only dodge and retreat.
As for
As for
Taking in all of this, Han Li studied the bizarre cultivator for a long moment, then without further hesitation, flipped his right hand over and produced a bulging spirit beast bag.
The bizarre cultivator seemed to possess an exceptionally sharp spiritual sense. The moment Han Li's gaze landed on him, the man detected it immediately.
He whipped his head around and glared viciously at Han Li. A savage gleam flashed in his eyes as he reached inside his robe, apparently about to draw yet another magical treasure to deal with Han Li.
Seeing this, Han Li naturally struck first.
He tossed the spirit beast bag lightly into the air, raised one hand, and shot a streak of cyan magical seal that struck the leather bag swiftly.
The spirit beast bag's mouth quivered and spat out several dozen round spheres toward the bizarre cultivator.
The spheres were about a foot in diameter, colored entirely in gold and silver, brilliant and gleaming. The moment they appeared, they transformed into dozens of streaks of light and shot at the bizarre cultivator at blistering speed.
The bizarre cultivator saw this and sneered in contempt. With a cold laugh, he drew a jet-black magical wheel from inside his robe and hurled it forward without a moment's hesitation.