A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality (Chapter 1201-Chapter 1400)

Covered in a layer of lightning, the Thunderstorm Wings wildly flapped several times, followed by Han Li disappearing from his original location in a flash of azure-white lightning.

A breath later, lightning sparked a hundred meters away, and it happened again after a pause, each time, heading a hundred meters further out. Its speed was quite faster than the old devil’s black winds.

In several blinks, the lightning pursued the black wind until it was only thirty meters away.

As Han Li rode the lightning, he could clearly see the old devil’s face of terror within the black wind.

With another wave of his wings, another clap of thunder roared, and he arrived in front of the black wind in an azure-white flash.

The lightning faded to reveal Han Li blocking the old devil’s path.

The black gales came to a brief stop, only to quickly change direction.

At that moment, Han Li sneered and held his hands in an incantation gesture and lightning clapped from within him. His stature burst several inches in size, grew thicker, with four arms jutting out from his flesh. Golden light lit up on his skin only for a moment before disappearing.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a large man of immense strength and stature. This was the transformation after making use of the third layer of the Brightjade Arts.

With this transformation done, he raised his hands, summoning purple flames in his hands, and he held them together to form a large purple saber of flame.

Afterward, the wings on his back strangely trembled and he shot forward.

But his body strangely warped the moment he set off and his wings trembled with inconceivable frequency, causing the nearby air to warp with its movements. He disappeared in a white line along the way.

When the old devil saw this, he knew things were turning out for the worst. Seeing that he could no longer flee, he concentrated the magic power in his body and caused the black wind surrounding him to surge in size. At the same time, he flipped his hand, producing a crimson shield in front of him.

Just as he was about to activate it, a white line appeared above him and vanished as soon as it had appeared.

Following that was the old devil’s loud yell.

The crimson shield now fell to the ground along with the part of his arm, the rest of his arm covered in purple ice.

The stump of an arm was smooth and sleek, leaving not a drop of blood behind.





Chapter 1217: Battle at the Star Palace (13)


The old devil then realized that a slender gap had been cut through his black winds.

He looked in the direction of the attack and his severed arm. There was no warning.

Frightened, he hastily pointed to the crimson shield in front of him with his remaining arm.

The shield flew high and enveloped him in a screen of crimson flame. Simultaneously, he released his spiritual sense around him, flusteredly searching anywhere for any sight of Han Li.

At that moment, the white line reappeared thirty meters behind the old devil. After circling once in the air, it paused and revealed a silhouette, Han Li.

He saw Han Li examining his own body. The two wings on his back were gently fluttering, and a purple light blade was still being held in his hand.

“Although the [Nine Gale Transformations] possess great power, it places a burden too great on the body,” Han Li muttered to himself, “Even with the third layer of the Bright Jade Arts, I find it difficult to use it even once.”

“That is only natural,” Han Li heard a boy’s voice with a careless tone, “This technique was something that the bird-type demon cultivators founded. As a human, you won’t be able to truly make use of this technique even with the aid of the thunderstorm wings. A far greater strain will be placed on your body than an ordinary demon bird cultivator after forcefully making use of this technique. As for the Bright Jade Arts, you’re only able to use its third layer a few times at most. Forcing any more would cause your body to quickly fall into a state of collapse. If you plan on making full use of this technique, you’d best cultivate the next layer of the Bright Jade Arts.”

“So it was like that!” Han Li sighed, “Although I made use of it several times when I was cultivating it, I hadn’t felt the strain of distant use since I was in such limited space.” He waved his hand and scattered the purple blade he held.

The child then chuckled and spoke no further.

Following Han Li’s appearance, the old devil immediately discovered trace of him.

However, the Soaring Sky Beast’s child form was undetectable to him, nor could he hear his voice transmissions. All he heard was Han Li softly muttering to himself.

Bewilderment flickering from his eyes, he quickly slapped a spirit beast pouch at his waist.

Black light suddenly flashed, summoning a jet-black two-headed python. Although it was only ten meters long, its trihorned head and the green Qi leaking out from its mouth displayed its incredibly venomous nature.

Then, Archsaint Six Paths opened his mouth and spat out an item wrapped in black light.

The item spun once in the air and the light faded away to reveal a small white flag. Following an incantation from the old devil, it massively expanded to three meters tall.

When Han Li saw the banner, he couldn't help but reveal his surprise.

The pole of the banner was forged from human bones with black mist across its surface. Grey talisman characters faintly glowed from it and there were three different skulls embedded in it, all of them wearing a sinister smile, showing their crooked wicked sharp fangs. Their laughs shook the blood of those who heard it.

With a soft shout, the old devil pressed his hand against the bone banner.

The three skulls trembled as black mist spouted out from their mouths. They fished up his severed hand, fighting each other as they devoured pieces of it.

The skulls flashed with crimson light, their stature immediately enlarged.

With this, most of the terror on Archsaint Six Paths’ face vanished and he sullenly turned to look at Han Li.

It appeared the old devil had regained his senses.

With the bizarre speed that Han Li displayed, he knew escape was no longer an option. He would be rushing to his death if he continued to flee. It would be better to struggle to the very end, hoping to find any chance of victory.

As a result, he revealed the last treasure he held in reserve, something that had never been seen by others.

Han Li frowned as the sight of this. Although he had never seen the treasure before, the banner carried astonishing Yin Qi. He didn’t dare to underestimate it.

Han Li then heard an odd sound.

“The [Three Divine Souls Banner]? I didn’t expect someone in this world capable of refining such a wicked item. It is truly beyond belief!”

“It is quite famous in the spirit realm as one of the seven great wicked artifacts. Of course, this superficial copy possesses only a mere fraction of a true banner. The creation of it is exceptionally bloody, requiring each human or beast it is refined from to die a horrible death.

Although it isn’t particularly powerful, it required the deaths of many cultivators.” The child chuckled. Although he spoke highly of the banner, there was a hint of fear in his voice.

“So it was like that!” A brief moment of realization was followed with a sneer. “Tch tch, it is no wonder he is the greatest devil cultivator in the Scattered Star Seas. There is nothing he shies away from. Since he has a wicked artifact of such repute, I may as well test its power.” Han Li then reached at his waist and raised his hand, summoning forth a jet-black bottle.

The bottle spun in the air and its lid opened of its own accord.

Suddenly, grey Yin Qi shot out from within, releasing five white silhouettes leisurely floating in the air. They were the Unbreakable Cinque Devils.

As soon as the five devils appeared, Han Li formed an incantation gesture.