A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm

Han Li made a hand seal upon seeing this, and several thick arcs of lightning sprang out of his flying swords before striking Shi Chuankong in his vital regions, including his glabella and his dantian.

Shi Chuankong shuddered violently, and his entire body was instantly charred black, but he didn't seem to be able to feel the pain at all as he shrugged off the golden lightning and continued charging forward.

At the same time, several streaks of black light descended out of the sky like bolts of black lightning before striking Han Li, while a sweet aroma wafted through the air from another direction, and a dragon formed by pink mist appeared without any warning before pouncing Han Li.

An alarmed look appeared on Han Li's face as he shot back in retreat with golden lightning flashing over his body, while the dark-skinned elderly man and the woman in the red dress emerged from behind the black light and the mist dragon, respectively.

Both of them had ashy complexions and violently fluctuating auras, and they were in no condition to battle, but they were still charging at him without any recourse.

"Anyone who's fallen prey to my Flower Mirror ability will continue to fight to the death regardless of how severe their injuries are, unless I free them from the ability," Hua Jing chuckled.

Han Li's expression darkened even further upon hearing this, and he swept a sleeve through the air to summon eighteen Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords in a row.

The eighteen flying swords then flew toward Shi Chuankong's trio at his behest, releasing thick arcs of golden lightning that formed a wave of lightning that stretched for close to ten kilometers while giving off formidable lightning law power fluctuations.

Han Li flew into the wave of lightning, and it instantly began to glow even brighter while sweeping through the air, reaching Shi Chuankong's trio in the blink of an eye.

The three of them immediately lashed out without any hesitation, with Shi Chuankong strumming his fingers over the Virata Lute to release bursts of violent soundwaves interspersed with countless silver runes.

The silver runes split up into two before fusing into the blades of silver wind and the two balls of white light, and the blades of silver wind instantly converged to form a silver crescent moon that was twice the size of the ones directed at Hua Jing earlier.

As for the two balls of white light, they fused together to form a radiant white sun, and the silver moon and white sun sped toward the wave of golden lightning, leaving a flurry of spatial rifts in their wake.

Meanwhile, the dark-skinned elderly man opened his mouth to release a black inkstone, which instantly began to revolve rapidly at his behest, releasing a vast expanse of black mist that formed a huge black cloud in the blink of an eye.

The cloud was filled with immense glacial qi, and countless black ice crystals began to take shape, while the cloud of black mist itself transformed into a torrent of black water.

The previously insubstantial black cloud instantly transformed into a turbulent glacial river that rumbled through the air.

At the same time, the woman flipped a hand over to summon a white scroll, which was unfurled to release a flurry of white runes that converged to form eight extremely life-like crystalline white dragons.

The pink light emanating from the woman's body brightened significantly before surging into the white scroll, which instantly turned pink as well, as did the eight white dragon projections.

The crystalline dragons looked as if they had been carved out of pink ice, and they were giving off tremendous auras near the High Zenith Stage.

The woman's complexion had become deathly pale at this point, but she was still expending her devilish power without any reservation.

The attacks from all four combatants clashed amid a string of earth-shattering booms, and golden, silver, black, and pink light intertwined violently, resulting in a temporary impasse.

However, it was very apparent that the golden lightning had the upper hand, but Han Li didn't dare to go all-out for fear of killing his three already injured opponents.

Hua Jing burst into deranged laughter upon seeing this, and he began licking his fingers with an intoxicated expression.

He loved turning previously close friends against each other, and it was even better in scenarios where one person managed to remain conscious, and he was forced to fight against his friends, but didn't dare to go all-out for fear of hurting them.

Han Li could hear Hua Jing's deranged laughter, and he harrumphed coldly as he made a string of hand seals.

Eighteen thick streaks of swordlight instantly shot out of the wave of lightning at his behest, and at this point, it was already taking every last ounce of power just for Shi Chuankong's trio to keep the wave of golden lightning at bay, so they didn't have the spare capacity to defend themselves from any other attacks.

As a result, the golden flying swords were able to tear through the protective light barriers around them with ease, following which they were struck by the surrounding arcs of golden lightning.

All three of them were instantly sent flying with blood gushing out of their mouths, and thanks to the properties that it had inherited from the Bone Rinsing Golden Lightning, the lightning in the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had a numbing effect that could deprive one of their control over their body and immortal spiritual power.

However, a burst of bright red light flashed in their minds in unison, and they were forced to overexert themselves without considering the costs incurred, forcibly fighting their way through the numbing effect.

Right at this moment, Han Li appeared in front of the three of them without any warning, then tapped a finger against their foreheads in rapid succession.

With each tap, several translucent chains flew out of his fingertip before vanishing into their glabellas in a flash.

Immediately thereafter, all three of them crumpled to the ground with dazed looks on their faces.

It had clearly taken a great deal of effort for Han Li to subdue the trio, as evidenced by his slightly pale complexion, and he took a deep breath to steady himself before sweeping a sleeve through the air, upon which the vast wave of golden lightning in the sky reverted back into eighteen golden flying swords that flew back up his sleeve.

Hua Jing's smile immediately stiffened upon seeing this, and he began making a string of hand seals, but Shi Chuankong's trio displayed no reaction.

"What did you do to them? How did you manage to seal their souls away?" he asked with a furious expression.

"You think I would tell you?" Han Li scoffed in a cold voice.

"You're not going to tell me? Fine! In that case, I'll just have to pluck your soul out of your body and see for myself! After such an intense battle, I'm sure you're already close to a spent force!" Hua Jing sneered.

"Are you trying to tell me that you can use that Flower Mirror ability of yours with minimal exertion? Surely you haven't been passively observing this entire time just to show off," Han Li countered.

Hua Jing's eyes instantly narrowed slightly upon seeing this.

"You've made me your plaything this entire time, it's about time that you get what's been coming to you now!" Han Li declared in a cold voice as he strode toward Hua Jing with cold killing intent in his eyes.

For some reason, a chill ran down Hua Jing's spine, and in order to disguise his fear, he yelled, "You sure talk big for a mere early-High Zenth cultivator!"

Immediately thereafter, a burst of bright yellow light surged out of his body, then took on the form of a strange beastly head that was over a thousand feet in size and seemed to be somewhere between a dragon and a tiger.

The beastly head opened its cavernous mouth to release a burst of yellow light, which crossed over a distance of tens of thousands of feet in the blink of an eye before descending upon Han Li.

In response, Han Li raised a hand before making a grabbing motion, and thick arcs of golden lightning appeared before him once again to form a thick lightning barrier that stood in the path of the yellow light.

The two clashed, and while one would've expected an earth-shattering boom, there was only a faint thud in reality.

The thick lightning barrier flashed erratically before it was torn apart by the burst of yellow light without being able to pose any resistance, and the burst of yellow light was barely slowed down at all as it pierced straight through Han Li's chest.

However, in the next instant, Han Li vanished into thin air, revealing himself to be nothing more than an afterimage.

Hua Jing's expression darkened slightly upon seeing this, but in the next instant, an alarmed look suddenly appeared on his face as his body split up into four or five yellow shadows that sprang away in all directions.

Before the yellow shadows were able to get very far, countless streaks of golden sword qi erupted out of the very spot where Hua Jing had been standing just a moment ago, and all of the yellow shadows were caught in the barrage.

A roar of pain and fury rang out from within the flurry of sword qi, and a streak of yellow light flew out before retreating to tens of thousands of feet away, where it was revealed to be Hua Jing.

At this moment, his robes were in tatters, and his arms and legs were bleeding profusely, but a suit of black inner armor had appeared beneath his robes, protecting his vital regions.

However, the mask that he was wearing had been torn away, revealing the other half of his face, which was gray and wizened, resembling the bark of an old tree.

Hua Jing's face instantly became twisted with fury as he roared, "My mask! How dare you! I'm going to kill you!"

The golden light emanating from his body brightened significantly as around a dozen of ht same yellow beastly head projections appeared around him, and each of them opened their mouths to release a burst of yellow light that struck the oncoming golden sword qi.

The bursts of yellow light were extremely formidable, and just like how the first one was able to tear through the golden lightning barrier with ease, these bursts of yellow light were able to vanquish the streaks of golden sword qi just as easily.