Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 699

“Two times, huh? Cultivator Wan is certainly generous!” Han Li’s expression was strange at Wan Tianming’s offer. “Is it not enough?” “It’s more than enough. No, it’s excessive! But the unfortunate thing is that I’m not one to easily break promises. However, if Cultivator Wan manages to escape this place safely, I’ll consider doing business with you next time.” Han Li’s demeanor seemed to mock his opponent. At his words, both the Reverse Star Alliance and Star Palace cultivators were dumbfounded. As soon as Han Li finished speaking, the smile on Wan Tianming’s face vanished, replaced by a sinister aura. “It seems Brother Han has made his decision, so I’d like to test my skills as well. If we fight here, it will be a nuisance to the surrounding cultivators, so how about we move a bit further away?” “That’s exactly what I was thinking!” Han Li replied without hesitation. Wan Tianming seemed a bit surprised by his response, but he immediately formed a hand seal and turned into a streak of purple light, flying far away from Heavenly Star City. Han Li nodded towards Ling Yuling and then turned into a streak of blue light, following after him. In an instant, two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators had disappeared into the distance. Ling Yuling and Old Man Zhao exchanged worried glances. It seemed Wan Tianming had known about Han Li’s existence for a while, and if he was the one choosing the battlefield, he might have some ulterior motive. But Han Li had followed without hesitation, which made them feel uneasy. “Cultivator Wan has left, and there’s nothing else to do, so let’s see how skilled these juniors are! I haven’t killed a Nascent Soul cultivator in hundreds of years, and my hands are itching for it.” The burly man of the disheveled Nan Brothers licked his lips with a bright red tongue, letting out a bizarre laugh. He formed a hand seal and opened his mouth, releasing a white ring made of bone. A large amount of blood-colored mist surged out, turning the surrounding area into a sea of blood. The blood-colored mist, filled with ghostly wails, flew directly towards the Star Palace cultivators. At the same time, the woman next to the burly man flicked her sleeve, releasing a pink mist with a strange fragrance. In response to their attacks, Elder Rong and the old woman also released a golden bead and thirteen cyan flying swords, respectively. Seeing this, the Star Palace cultivators immediately began to counter with their own various techniques. Kuwakwang! In an instant, demonic energy and various techniques collided, creating a stalemate. The Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators on both sides also shouted simultaneously, activating various magical artifacts and treasures, and a chaotic battle began. Now, the surrounding tens of miles were filled with explosions, shouts, and the sounds of weapons clashing. It seemed that a conclusion wouldn’t be reached anytime soon. * * * At the same time, Han Li and Wan Tianming had retreated a thousand miles in an instant and stopped above the vast ocean. Han Li dispelled the blue light and appeared with his hands behind his back, his face showing no sign of tension. With his powerful spiritual sense, he would have noticed any ambushes or hidden dangers long ago. His spiritual sense revealed that there was no one within a hundred miles, and there were no restrictions or formations either. Han Li found Wan Tianming’s relaxed demeanor amusing. It was interesting that the Sect Master Wan was just as confident as he was. “Isn’t this place nice and secluded? A great cultivator like you, Cultivator Han, can’t just lie down anywhere.” Wan Tianming looked around and then turned his head towards Han Li, his gaze as cold as ice. “A place for me to lie down…” “Do you think I’m being too arrogant?” “No, it’s just that I’m worried that you’ve been training so hard that you’ve lost your mind.” Han Li didn’t lose his smile as he looked at Wan Tianming, who was snorting. “Let’s see if you can still say that after you’re dead. Before that, there are two people I’d like to introduce to you.” “Introduce? Do you think I’d fall for such a trick? If there were other cultivators hiding here, I would have already cut off their heads and presented them to you as a gift.” Han Li sneered at Wan Tianming’s sinister words and replied without hesitation. “Is that so? It seems you’ve misunderstood something. Those two are no longer human, so they can’t be called cultivators.” After speaking leisurely, Wan Tianming took out a black pouch from his waist and threw it into the air. He formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation. The pouch turned inside out, and black energy flowed out. Two figures, one tall and one thin, appeared like ghosts. “Refined corpses?” With his vast experience, Han Li recognized the black energy as refined corpses that emitted powerful corpse energy. Wan Tianming chuckled and used a hand seal to boost the corpses’ energy. The two figures raised one arm, and the surrounding corpse energy turned into snakes, being sucked into their bodies. When the black corpse energy disappeared, the faces of the two gray figures were revealed. However, Han Li’s expression didn’t change at all as he looked at the two refined corpses. The taller one had a fierce face and arms that reached his knees. His two hands, which looked like they were carved from white jade, were also unusually large. The shorter one had a gaunt face and the appearance of a frail woman, with three different daggers on her shoulder. Wan Tianming’s eyes turned fierce when he saw that Han Li wasn’t surprised at all by the two refined corpses. He immediately changed his hand seal, and a strange cracking sound came from his body as his physique grew larger. He released a purple mist from his mouth and hid within it. Within the purple cloud, he was flashing with five-colored light. Han Li stroked his chin as he watched this. When he lowered his hands, a three-colored light fell from one of his sleeves, and the spirit treasure Eight Spirit Ruler appeared. Although he didn’t show it on the outside, he intended to go all out from the beginning, no matter what secret technique his opponent used. ‘I’ll seize the opportunity to restrain him with the Eight Spirit Ruler and then strike him with the Three-Flame Fan from close range!’ Kkwagwang! With this thought, Han Li’s eyes flickered with a blue light, and a pair of wings appeared on his back with a thunderous sound. But just as he was about to flap his wings and move, something shocking happened! The cracking sound from the cloud of various colors stopped, and an enormous demonic energy soared into the sky, emitting a gloomy, grayish-white aura. Han Li narrowed his eyes and stared into it, his heart sinking. ‘Wan Tianming is the Sect Master of the Righteous Path, isn’t he! But how did he end up cultivating demonic techniques? And this familiar aura… It’s similar to the demonic energy of the Ancient Devil, but completely different.’ Han Li suddenly thought of a similar type of demonic energy, but nothing came to mind. Then, someone burst out of the demonic energy, laughing maniacally. Behind him, six distinct phantoms were floating, all of them demonic creatures with horns on their heads and sharp teeth. His entire body was covered in scale armor. “Six Extremes True Devil Art!” “So you recognized this old one’s demonic art, you weren’t so foolish after all!” The maniacal laughter stopped, and the opponent was looking down at Han Li. He was clearly wearing Wan Tianming’s clothes, but his physique and face were completely different from before. Han Li’s eyes widened as he looked at his opponent’s face. Han Li looked back and forth between the faces of the refined corpses and the opponent wearing Wan Tianming’s clothes, and then let out a long breath. The refined corpses and the cultivator looked exactly the same, except for the difference in physique. “Should I call you Sect Master Wan? Or should I call you Six Paths Extreme?” “So you figured out who I am?” ‘Wan Tianming’ snorted, and the demonic phantoms behind him trembled. “The Six Extremes True Devil Art is the number one demonic art in the Chaotic Star Sea, and I know that only the Six Paths cultivator has mastered it to this extent. But how did you take over Wan Tianming’s body and impersonate him? Also, what are those refined corpses that look exactly like you? Did you create clones, or did you do this with your own body?” “Why do you need to know that when you’re about to die?” At Han Li’s words, Six Paths Extreme smiled sinisterly and flicked his arm. Two of the six phantoms split apart and merged into the refined corpses in front. The male and female refined corpses trembled and opened their eyes, their cyan eyes flashing. Then, as Six Paths Extreme chanted a difficult incantation, the two refined corpses were enveloped in a grayish-white aura. They let out a tremendous scream, and their bodies began to swell madly. Amidst their painful cries, the two refined corpses grew into massive demonic creatures, each four or five yards in size. One of them was covered in coin-sized scales, its body shining black, with a pair of horns on its head and a blue tail on its back. The other one had a triangular head and four cyan eyes that blinked, making it look terrifying. Han Li was inwardly shocked by their appearance. “When the Six Paths True Devil Art is mastered to the extreme, it can summon the split souls of a Saint Devil and have them possess a physical body! This kind of technique can rival a Spirit Transformation cultivator, and there have been very few cultivators who have reached this level since ancient times. Now, those two demonic creatures will also display the power of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Do you think you can survive against three opponents alone?” Six Paths Extreme laughed maniacally and moved his consciousness. The two demonic creatures blurred and disappeared from their spots, reappearing strangely on either side of Han Li. The demonic creature with horns and a tail turned into a blue light and charged at him, while the other one shook its body, spitting out something sharp. Numerous one-foot-long blood-colored bone needles flew out, covering Han Li. They were so close that it seemed impossible to dodge. Six Paths Extreme, like Han Li, seemed to be aiming to kill his opponent in one blow. With a triumphant expression, Six Paths Extreme was certain that Han Li would die from the two demonic creatures’ airtight cooperation. But the next moment, the old devil’s face froze. Before the blue light could pierce his chest and the blood-colored bone needles could make holes in him, Han Li flapped his wings and disappeared. The blue light and sharp blood-colored needles missed their target and struck the empty air. Six Paths Extreme flinched and scanned his surroundings with a sharp gaze. Before he could release his spiritual sense and completely control the area, blue lightning flashed above the demonic creature with horns, and someone appeared. It was Han Li, who had teleported. He immediately released a green wooden ruler, and a one-foot-sized silver lotus bloomed beneath the demonic creature’s feet. The lotus spun around, emitting seven different colored lights, and the demonic creature was unable to move, its demonic energy even congealing within its body. Then, Han Li put his hands together expressionlessly, and a three-colored flame appeared. An enormous pressure of spiritual energy spread out around him. Kieeeek! The other demonic creature finally noticed Han Li and let out a shriek. The blood-colored bone needles changed direction and rushed towards Han Li, their speed much faster than before. In an instant, countless sharp bone needles reached Han Li’s face. But he didn’t panic, only glancing at the bone needles. After a moment, a silver light flashed in the empty air, and a small shield appeared, turning into a thick silver barrier that protected him. At that moment, the blood-colored bone needles pierced the silver barrier sharply. Perpuk! Perperpeong! The blood-colored needles exploded and rained down like a storm, causing the silver barrier to shake violently. The power of the blood-colored bone needles was beyond imagination, each one possessing the power of a top-grade magical treasure. The Yuan Magnetic Barrier couldn’t deflect them. “… !” Han Li’s expression changed, and he chanted an incantation. A fingernail-sized golden bead appeared between his eyebrows, and a golden barrier spread out. It was the Vajra Beetle he had been cultivating within his body. After cultivating it for many years, its power was much stronger than before, and its hardness was several times greater than the Yuan Magnetic Barrier.