A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality (Chapter 1001-Chapter 1200)

As such, he intended on finishing the battle as soon as he could.

With that in mind, he looked at the crimson silhouette in the distance. Wearing a stern expression, he stealthily commanded the Yang ring above his head.

Several silver ropes condensed from the surrounding light appeared behind the crimson figure, like vipers silently stalking their prey.

When the silver ropes grew near, Old Devil Qian's body immediately blurred as soon as he sensed something.

However, the eight chains of silver rope had completely caught him off guard and penetrated his body.

He was momentarily startled, but when he looked down at the ropes piercing through his body, he wickedly smiled.

Such injuries were of little consequence to him. It would only cost him a thought to repair the damage.

Soon, however, he discovered that there was something amiss and his expression slowly shifted downwards. The silver ropes hadn’t disappeared. Rather, silver light radiated from them as their presence continued.

“Restrain!” Han Li shouted.

Like pythons, the chains tightly coiled around him and exerted great power, splitting the crimson body into eight separate pieces.

In his furious alarm, the old devil had his body disperse into blood mist and flew a distance away before condensing back together.

Despite his desperation, the ropes relentlessly pursued him as soon as he dissolved, and a similar scene occurred, causing his body to resemble that of torn paper.

This happened six more times in succession, but each time he used the blood mist to escape, it was clearly becoming more sparse.

“You’re courting death!” The devil furiously shouted from the blood mist. It was clear that his current situation was far from good.

To make matters even worse, Han Li was able to quickly condense the silver ropes around the blood mist before it reformed as it sped through the Greatnorth Essence Light, preventing any chance of escape.

But soon enough, the blood mist stopped appearing altogether and condensed into a flare of light, producing a fist-sized pearl.

The orb was as scarlet as blood, shined with a strange demonic light, and filled the air with a gory scent.

“The Blood Devil Pearl!” Han Li’s mouth twitched from the shock of seeing it.

“Do you think I’d be scared of you? Hand over your life!” Old Devil Qian’s voice sounded out from the pearl and directly shot towards Han Li in a streak of crimson light as he roiled with furious rage.

He took a deep breath and quickly acted, casting several spell seals at the Yang ring above his head.

Several silver ropes flew out, striking at it in bright flashes. Despite its speed, many of the attacks had landed, but the pearl lit up a barrier with a hum, easily repelling these attacks with flashes of green.

Betraying not a trace of emotion from his face, Han Li flipped his hand and summoned a ball of golden lightning in his palm and tightened his grasp of the Triflame Fan in the other.

The old devil had stored his Nascent Soul into this Blood Devil Pearl long ago. To kill him, one would have to destroy the pearl itself.

The treasure was immensely famous amongst the Devil Dao. It was akin to a second body when attached with a Nascent Soul.

It was said that refining the treasure not only required the blood essence of over a hundred different spirit beasts, but also required the combined cultivation of several peculiar devilish arts. Furthermore, the refinement method was long lost. It appeared to have fallen in the Yin Sifting Sect's hands some time ago and had finally been refined by this monstrous cultivator.

However, this was also an opportunity. Once the pearl approached him, he would blast it with Divine Devilbane Lightning and trap it within, then striking it with the Triflame Fan.

Regardless of the treasure’s abilities, it wasn’t something that could withstand the fan’s fury.

With a plan in mind, he prepared to meet the old devil head on, but the pearl came to a sudden stop along the way. A foot-tall crimson flame suddenly burst forth, causing the pearl to disappear without a trace.

Han Li felt his heart tremble and he quickly released his spiritual sense, fearing that the old devil would attempt to ambush him.

But a moment later, he was stunned.

The flaming Blood Devil Pearl reappeared once more, but it wasn’t by his side; it was at the edge of the area a distance away.

Then, Old Devil Qian let out a roaring laugh.

“Youngster, do you believe me to be senile? Fighting here against two high-grade opponents is beyond foolish. I’ll be sure to entertain you properly on the outside with some reinforcements!”

With that said, the Blood Devil Pearl disappeared into the waves of silver light.

By the time Han Li realized what had happened, it was too late to pursue. But in spite of his surprise, he hadn’t displayed any panic. Instead, he turned his attention on Gui Ling’s battle with the cinque devils.

His expression stirred and thunder rang out from his back as a pair of wings revealed themselves. Then in a flash, he appeared at the edge of the Greatnorth Essence Light.

Han Li coldly leered in the direction that the old devil has escaped from and raised the Triflame Fan, but a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

He then spat out a fist-sized object wrapped in azure light, the Heavenvoid Cauldron.

Having done that, he suddenly heard a huge bang, followed by Old Devil Qian’s cursing.

Then the light around them began to stir as a crimson streak and a silver light came into appearance.

The crimson streak was the Blood Devil Pearl, but the flames surrounding it had decreased by nearly half. As for the ball of blinding silver light across from it, it vaguely appeared to belong to a slim silhouette.





Chapter 1030: Destruction


When Old Devil Qian saw Han Li arrive before him, his heart trembled and the Blood Devil Pearl came to an immediate stop.

Then, the silver silhouette behind the pearl began to take action. It raised a small bow in its hand and drew back a nonexistent bowstring to release a dense barrage of red arrows.

Right after, Han Li flashed a grin at the old devil and the Triflame Fan he held lit up. With the roar of a phoenix, the fan released a bird of flame towards the pearl.

Soon, Old Devil Qian found himself between the hammer and the anvil.

He was greatly troubled, having seen the might of the Triflame Fan once before. But despite knowing he couldn't afford to block the attack, the barrage from behind him was already incredibly powerful. After all, he was wounded by him at.

Helpless, his Blood Devil Pearl let out a piercing shriek and shot backwards. Crimson light surged from the pearl, followed by a manifestation of a grey face, and with it, a cloud of deep black Qi suddenly shot out.

In the violent gust of wind, a meter tall banner sparkling with green light stood tall amongst the inky-black Qi: The Ghost Sifting Banner.

Han Li instantly recognized the item. Apart from the density of devilish Qi, the banner was almost identical to the one he had obtained.

The banner then unfolded itself in front of the pearl.

Yin winds began to erupt nearby, filling the air with a black fog. Malformed ghosts heads emerged from them and spat wisps of flame at the approaching arrows.

As they pierced into the Yin Qi, an eruption sounded out from within.

With the given opportunity, Old Devil Qian concealed the Blood Devil Pearl with the banner’s power and the two treasures flew off.

But when he glanced back around, he saw that the phoenix was closely following after him.

The old devil’s heart trembled at the sight, but he soon steeled his resolve.

The banner released a bright green light and created a black hole on top of it.

Pitch-black Yin Qi began to rush out and an inch-large ghost shot out from inside. It surged in size as soon as it appeared, capping out at three meters tall and holding a fearsome bearing.