Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 433

As Han Li turned, extending a finger, a faint navy-blue fireball appeared at its tip.

“Go.”

With a flick of his wrist, the fireball shot towards the protective barrier.

Bang!

The navy-blue flames exploded, and a layer of bluish ice rapidly spread across the barrier. The protective barrier was instantly transformed into a frigid zone, freezing even the air itself.

Han Li stepped forward, attempting to pierce the barrier with his blue sword energy. Ice shards scattered, but the blood-red barrier beneath remained untouched.

Even the blood flowing along the barrier was unaffected. His face darkened at this. After a moment of thought, Han Li covered his palm with crimson-purple flames and struck the barrier.

Whirr.

He confirmed that even the red mist and blood on the barrier’s surface had instantly solidified, turning purple. He carefully sprinkled Purple Aurora Powder on a section of the barrier, then opened his mouth.

A thunderous sound echoed as golden lightning erupted from his mouth, striking the area frozen by the Purple Aurora Powder. Finally, the golden light faded, and cracks appeared on the barrier’s surface.

However, with a flash of blood-red light, the cracks vanished instantly! It had clearly been frozen, yet it was repairing itself.

There was a reason why the Morans trusted their barrier and left them alone. Calming his surprise, Han Li rummaged through his storage pouch and retrieved a blue bead.

It was a Thunder Bead he had recently crafted. He hadn’t tested its power yet, but if he remained trapped inside the barrier and the cultivators’ army was defeated, his situation would become dire.

As light flashed in Han Li’s hand, the Thunder Bead rolled and flew towards the blood-red barrier.

Kaboom!

Golden light flashed, and the barrier vibrated violently. The Thunder Bead’s power unexpectedly exceeded his expectations.

Han Li immediately transformed into a streak of blue light and flew away. The Thunder Bead’s strike had created a small hole in the barrier, and he had taken flight the moment he sensed it.

As he flew, he couldn’t contain his joy. The Thunder Bead, refined with blue lamp flames similar in power to the Purple Aurora Powder, was proving to be incredibly potent. He couldn’t help but feel pleased.

If the Thunder Bead hadn’t worked, he had considered using the Gold Devouring Beetles and the Blood Demon Sword. The Gold Devouring Beetles could devour anything, but it would take time, and he was worried about the consequences of using the Blood Demon Sword.

Before Han Li could properly assess the outside world after escaping the barrier, loud shouts and roars assaulted his ears. He quickly surveyed the situation and was taken aback.

Surprisingly, he was surrounded by a dozen or so mages. Quickly assessing their cultivation, he was relieved to see that there were two Core Formation stage mages and the rest were Foundation Establishment stage.

They were all holding flags, about to unleash some kind of spell attack when Han Li appeared above them.

Han Li ignored them and looked around, involuntarily taking a breath.

The sky and ground were densely packed with cultivators and mages, using various magical artifacts and treasures to attack each other, creating a continuous barrage of explosions and flashes of light.

Watching them engage in a chaotic battle, Han Li found it difficult to immediately determine which side had the advantage. Soon, Han Li turned his cold gaze towards the mages around him.

The dozen or so mages were staring wide-eyed, surprised that he had broken through the blood-red barrier.

“A Nascent Soul cultivator! Quickly inform the Great Shaman!”

One of the Core Formation stage mages reacted first, shouting and striking the back of his head, sending a cyan flying dagger towards Han Li.

At this, the other mages began to move.

The other Core Formation stage mage also took out a red harpoon and threw it, sending a message through a sound transmission talisman. The remaining mages with lower cultivation began chanting spells while holding their magical artifacts, and a dozen or so pillars of fire erupted, flying towards Han Li.

“Hmm?”

It was unusual for mages with much lower cultivation to attack him instead of fleeing.

With killing intent, Han Li flicked his sleeve, sending out dozens of Azure Bamboo Cloud Swords. He then sent out a magic seal, causing the flying swords to vibrate and multiply, and the sheer number of flying swords covering the sky was astonishing.

The two Core Formation stage mages were startled by this, but they still used their magical treasures to resist. Han Li sneered and gestured, causing some of the flying swords to move and subdue the incoming flying dagger and harpoon.

As the blue light intensified, the two magical treasures ‘hummed’ and instantly contracted into small balls. The pillars of fire unleashed by the other mages also disappeared before reaching Han Li, destroyed by the flying swords.

Now was not the time to be caught up with these mages, so Han Li used the Sword Shadow Splitting Technique to move all the multiplied flying swords.

The Foundation Establishment stage mages tried to resist by waving their flags, but they were crushed and killed the moment they touched the blue sword energy. The Core Formation stage cultivators quickly fled from the approaching blue light.

Han Li’s gaze turned cold as he watched the two streaks of light fleeing. He formed a hand seal, and the speed of the sword energy chasing them increased.

The unfortunate Moran mages didn’t even manage to escape twenty zhang [approximately 66 meters] before being caught up by the sword energy and disappearing. Just as Han Li finished dealing with them, a loud explosion sounded above his head, and a yellow streak of light fell down.

At the extremely fast speed, Han Li’s expression changed, and he summoned the Wind Lightning Wings behind his back.

Whoosh!

Silver light flashed, and he disappeared from that spot.

The yellow streak of light paused upon seeing this, and a beardless old man wearing a yellow robe appeared from within. He seemed furious, but also surprised by the appearance of his opponent.

He was one of the Moran Great Shamans, who had been dealing with other mages and some Nascent Soul cultivators from Tiannan. He had received news from his tribe’s mages and was on his way out.

He had hurried, but seeing two mages being cut down before his eyes, he seemed enraged. Moreover, one of them was his direct disciple.

However, Han Li didn’t give him a chance to attack, disappearing into the void and reappearing right behind him.

“Die!”

Sensing Han Li’s presence, the old man immediately turned around and attacked Han Li with a square magical treasure.

As the magical treasure left the old man’s hand, yellow light burst forth, and it instantly transformed into a brick the size of a dozen zhang [approximately 33 meters], emitting an immense aura.

With an expressionless face, Han Li raised one hand and threw out a navy-blue shield. The shield instantly grew huge and blocked his path.

Kaboom!

The yellow and navy-blue lights intertwined, and the giant brick and navy-blue shield trembled before being repelled simultaneously. Seeing the shield flying back towards him, Han Li gestured, and a blue light flashed, instantly stopping the shield.

At that moment, the brick circled in the air and attacked him again. Han Li sneered and flashed silver light behind his back, disappearing into the void once more.

The old man in the yellow robe was startled and summoned a purple flag. The purple flag instantly turned into a mist, enveloping his surroundings.

At that moment, a thunderous sound echoed to the old man’s left, and Han Li appeared, unleashing a flying sword a few inches long. The flying sword was engulfed in faint navy-blue flames and charged into the purple mist.

The old man, who had been standing calmly in the mist, was horrified upon seeing the navy-blue flames on the flying sword and trembled in fear.

However, just as he was about to retreat, a woman’s shadow appeared and threw a blue bead. The woman had appeared silently, like a ghost, and her timing perfectly coincided with Han Li’s attack.

Otherwise, the Nascent Soul stage old man would have already sensed her presence.

Since there was no way to escape at such close range, the only remaining option was to pour all his magical power into reinforcing the purple mist around him.

The power of the purple mist transformed by the ancient treasure was considerable, so there was a good chance he could block it.

Kaboom! Rumble!

Golden and blue lights exploded, and the purple mist, which had seemed extraordinary at first glance, scattered. The old man screamed. Half of his body had disappeared, and the remaining half was being thoroughly consumed by the blue flames.

At this, the old man immediately became ruthless, abandoning his physical body and escaping as a yellow streak of light.

However, Han Li, who had already anticipated this, flashed silver light the moment his Nascent Soul escaped, disappearing into the void and blocking the Nascent Soul’s path.

At the same time, a flying sword carrying navy-blue flames followed from behind the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul in the yellow streak of light trembled in fear upon seeing this and opened its mouth, spitting out a round bowl to block the golden net.

Clang!

However, the bowl shattered the moment it touched the golden net.

Silver light passed, and countless fragments attacked the golden net, barely slowing its speed.

In that gap, the old man’s Nascent Soul teleported away and reappeared thirty zhang [approximately 100 meters] away, disappearing at an astonishing speed.

Han Li narrowed his brows and looked in the direction where the Nascent Soul had disappeared, but he did not pursue it.

“He is a wise one. To break his own natal magical treasure to survive, not many can do that.”

The white-clad woman who had suddenly appeared said, holding the old man’s storage pouch. It was Yin Yue, whom Han Li had secretly released as soon as he escaped the blood-red barrier.

‘He’ll do anything to survive, huh?’

Han Li’s heart grew heavy.

Since the Morans already knew about the Wind Lightning Wings and the Azure Glacial Flames, killing a mage of the same level was not going to be easy.

“Your stealth technique has greatly improved compared to before. The opponent didn’t notice you at all until you got so close.”

Han Li glanced at Yin Yue and said calmly.

“The Four-Eyed Spirit Fox Clan’s innate stealth skills have improved recently, and it’s thanks to Master drawing the opponent’s attention. It was possible because that person had no time to think about anything else.”

“Let’s say that’s the case.”

Yin Yue was his spirit being and the only one in the world who knew the secret of the small bottle. However, he always felt like he couldn’t see through her.

After exchanging a few words with Yin Yue, he looked at the situation of the war again. It was chaotic, but upon closer inspection, he could roughly understand how things were unfolding.

Small groups of dozens, and large groups of thousands of cultivators and mages were killing each other. Fellow disciples or mages from the same tribe would gather and launch joint attacks, making their offensives formidable.

Since groups of similar sizes were attacking each other, most of the battles did not easily result in a victory.

In addition, some were fighting alone against many, mainly high-level mages or cultivators who were facing groups of enemies. They seemed even more dangerous because they could die from a single mistake.

Finally, there were groups using unknown treasures or mysterious secret techniques to fight their opponents.

The most noticeable was the black ghost mist that emitted a ghostly wail, grabbing mages and turning them into emaciated corpses that fell to the ground.

Behind the ghost mist, some mages were using lightning or wind-based spells to attack the black mist. It was somewhat effective, but the cultivators within the ghost mist were continuously bolstering it with a long flag-like magical artifact, so it didn’t seem like a victory would be achieved anytime soon.

In another area, a dozen or so high-level cultivators were fighting a stone giant that was a hundred zhang [approximately 330 meters] tall.

The giant’s body was enormous, and it was raining down stones like a storm, making it difficult for the cultivators to approach even with their protective barriers.

The mages and cultivators fighting with treasures were so dazzling that they broadened Han Li’s horizons.

Han Li had broken through the blood-red barrier, but the chaotic battle was still ongoing, so he could only focus on a few groups nearby.

Soon, two Moran Great Shamans appeared nearby and flew towards him.

They had seen Han Li instantly kill a Great Shaman of the same level, so they were not confident of victory, but they were worried that the mages would die if they left a Nascent Soul cultivator alone.

“Let’s go!”

Han Li had no intention of being held back by two Nascent Soul mages, so he coldly ordered Yin Yue.

Then, he turned into a streak of blue light and rushed towards another nearby blood-red barrier. Yin Yue hesitated for a moment, then immediately understood what he meant, smiled, and disappeared into the void.

The blue streak of light paused briefly above the blood-red barrier and threw a Thunder Bead. Without waiting for the result, he immediately moved to the next barrier.

His plan was to rescue the other trapped Nascent Soul cultivators first and then make his move.
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