A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality (Chapter 1801-Chapter 2000)

The feelers struck the giant hands like a pair of iron spears, and in the instant that the two clashed, the pair of massive hands exploded like balloons before disintegrating into specks of spiritual light.

However, the Divine Essencefused Light and five-colored glacial flames imbued within the two hands continued to sweep down from above. As a result, one of the feelers was frozen into a translucent pillar of ice, while the other was shattered amid a few violent flashes of grey light.

"Hmm? Divine Essencefused Light, eh? That's very rare," the young man at the forefront remarked in a slightly taken aback manner.

A cold smile appeared on Han Li's face as he said, "Do you really think a mere clone like you is enough to force me to flee for my life? I was only trying to distance myself from your subordinates."

"Oh? You seem very confident. Does your confidence stem from those two that are hiding in the shadows?" the young man at the forefront chuckled coldly.

Almost at the exact same moment, the two clones behind him suddenly sprang into action.

One of them opened his mouth to expel a ball of black light, which instantly transformed into a small cauldron, and a black pillar of light suddenly erupted out of the cauldron's opening.

Meanwhile, the other clone made a grabbing motion, and an indistinct rainbow pagoda projection emerged before flying through the air.

The two treasures were both attacking what appeared to be patches of empty air.

A pair of resounding booms rang out, and two figures emerged out of thin air amid busts of spatial fluctuations.

One of them was a shimmering golden figure with three heads and six arms, while the other was the green-skinned Han Li, and they were preparing to stealthily approach the small crimson canoe.

Han Li's expression immediately darkened upon seeing this.

A peculiar look appeared on Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang's face as he caught sight of the golden body.

"That's a true devil projection! How interesting; to think that a human was able to hone a true devil cultivation art to such an extent. I wonder what those old geezers will think if they were to hear of this," he chuckled with both a hint of mockery and self-deprecation in his voice.

Han Li wasn't overly surprised to hear this. After all, even though he had altered the Provenance True Devil Arts significantly, the Provenance True Devil Projection had a very distinct form, so anyone who was well-versed in devilish arts would be able to identify its origins right away.

Of course, there were very few human Devil Dao cultivators who would've mastered a devilish cultivation art to this extent, so under normal circumstances, Han reflexively refrained from using this golden body.

However, now that he was facing this clone of Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang, he naturally wasn't going to hold back anything. He cast his gaze toward the Purple Word Cauldron, seemingly in a nonchalant manner, and he was already beginning to chant something internally.

At the same time, the crystal ball that contained the crimson rune emerged silently within one of his huge furry hands.

As he began to use the secret technique, the rune within the crystal ball began to flash, as if it had sprung to life.

Meanwhile, Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang was appraising the golden body and spirit body, and he also seemed to be contemplating something. However, in the next instant, he suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and his expression changed drastically as he yelled, "How dare you try to play these tricks right under my nose? Die!"

As soon as his voice trailed off, a projection with a giant horn on its head and a dozen or so massive feelers suddenly emerged behind him.

The feelers were slightly blurry and indistinct, but as soon as they appeared, they swept violently through the air, covering a distance of several thousand feet in a flash before lashing out at Han Li from afar.

"Hmph, it's too late for you to do anything now!" Han Li harrumphed coldly before crushing the crystal ball in his hand into a ball of piercing light.

The crimson rune flashed once, then vanished into the palm of his hand.

At the same time, a dozen or so azure lotus flowers suddenly appeared around Han Li. Each flower was around a foot in size, and their petals were peerlessly sharp.

The tentacles clashed directly with the lotus flowers, and the latter rotated on the spot, releasing countless streaks of sword Qi that instantly shredded the feelers into countless tiny segments.

Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang chuckled coldly upon seeing this, yet just as he was about to unleash another ability, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out from behind him, followed by a piercing screeching sound.

He hurriedly turned around, just in time to see the Purple Word Cauldron fly out of the grasp of one of the clones behind him.

The clone that had been controlling the cauldron was completely stunned by this turn of events, but he reacted very quickly, making a grabbing motion to conjure up a giant claw projection that encompassed around an entire acre of space down below.

It seemed that there was no way that the Purple Word Cauldron would be able to escape. Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang was quite relieved to see this, yet before he had a chance to think about why this had happened, the giant golden ape down below suddenly thumped its own chest violently and let loose a thunderous roar.

Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang's body swayed involuntarily upon hearing this roar, and his face suddenly paled slightly.

The clone that was grabbing toward the Purple Word Cauldron also shuddered, and the massive hand he had conjured up instantly crumbled away into nothingness.

The Purple Word Cauldron instantly flew away as a streak of purple light, and it was truly about to escape.

"Stop that thing!" Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang yelled with fury and urgency in his voice.

The final clone on the canoe raised an eyebrow upon hearing this before tossing the small pagoda in his hand through the air.





Chapter 1935: Sea of Blood


Rainbow light flashed, and the small pagoda instantly released a burst of mysterious power that swept toward the small cauldron.

However, almost at the exact same moment, Han Li's spirit body suddenly opened its mouth to expel a ball of white light, within which was a ring, and it quickly pointed a finger toward the ring.

The ring abruptly exploded at its behest, and a burst of feeble spatial power immediately surged through the air.

The power released by the small pagoda was affected by this burst of spatial power, and it was diverted away from the Purple Word Cauldron.

Thus, the small cauldron was able to continue to fly away. The clone of Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang that was originally controlling the cauldron stomped a foot down in an urgent manner and instantly propelled itself through the air, setting off in pursuit as a streak of crimson light.

"How dare you tamper with my treasure like this? I'm going to extract your soul and torture you for the rest of eternity!" Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang roared in a furious manner.

He then quickly made a hand seal, and the devilish projection behind him let loose an earth-shattering roar before opening its mouth to expel a torrent of blood. [1]

The blood was extremely pungent, and there seemed to be no end to it as it formed a sea of blood in the nearby space, then crashed directly toward Han Li as a massive wave at the behest of Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang.

Han Li's heart stirred upon seeing this, and he immediately made a hand seal to activate the temporary formations he had set up nearby.

A series of light formations emerged around the sword formation, and layers of light barriers appeared alongside clouds of mist of different colors to completely inundate the giant ape.

At this point, the small crimson canoe was already floating on a boundless sea of blood.

Sacred Ancestor Xue Guang chuckled coldly at the sight of the defensive measures Han Li was adopting, and he swept both of his sleeves toward Han Li in unison.