Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 711

‘What exactly is that flame they’re spewing?’

The Five Fiend Heart Demons, though clearly refined by the old devil, were not weakened. Instead, their power displayed an even more bizarre strength.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master, sensing a bad omen, released two treasures simultaneously.

A yellow cloth spun in the air, instantly transforming into a massive net, covering a large area of the sky, poised to trap Han Li and the Five Fiend Heart Demons.

And a black bead quietly followed behind the net.

Han Li narrowed his brow and immediately opened his mouth, spitting out a small, blue cauldron.

Tung!

He struck the cauldron with one hand, and a flash of spiritual light erupted as blue threads shot out, transforming into a large amount of blue energy that blocked the falling net.

At the same time, he moved both hands, wielding the Three Yang Flame Fan and the Eight Spirit Ruler. He first thrust the Eight Spirit Ruler forward.

Beneath the black bead, a silver lotus bloomed, immobilizing the treasure before it could unleash its power.

Although Han Li didn’t know the identity of the black bead, he felt a chilling, strange sensation the moment it flew towards him.

That’s why he used the Eight Spirit Ruler to seal the bead first.

Seeing this, the Yin Fiend Sect’s master hurriedly tried to use his consciousness to retrieve the black bead, but it wouldn’t budge, as if nailed to the void.

The old devil cursed inwardly. The black bead was actually a formidable treasure, and he had planned to use it to ambush Han Li and inflict serious injuries while he was off guard.

However, he never expected Han Li to react so quickly, preventing the bead from even getting close.

But at that moment, Han Li also launched his attack.

Kwagwang!

A thunderous sound echoed, and blue and white wings unfurled from his back. Han Li lightly flapped his wings, firmly gripping the Three Yang Flame Fan, and vanished from his spot.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master was startled and hastily formed hand seals, bolstering black energy throughout his body. The ink-like, dense energy clung to his body like armor.

Then, he let out a low roar, and countless navy blue lightning bolts erupted on the surface of the armor, condensing into several lightning snakes that began to slither around.

But then, a ripple appeared in the space behind the old devil, and someone appeared like a ghost. As if expecting it, the old devil didn’t even turn around, shooting a black light behind him with one hand.

What flew towards the head of the figure behind the old devil was unexpectedly a foot-long, pitch-black flying sword.

Chang!

The figure raised his hand, sending two silver swords flying in a cross pattern, splitting the pitch-black flying sword. Only then did the Yin Fiend Sect’s master calmly turn around.

But the moment he saw the face of the figure behind him, he gasped in surprise. The opponent looked exactly like Han Li, but there was no sign of life.

While he was flinching, blue lightning flashed above his head, and another Han Li appeared, wielding the Three Yang Flame Fan.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master had never seen this treasure before, but he couldn’t let his guard down due to the immense spiritual power of the flames emanating from it. His figure blurred, and he retreated backward at an astonishing speed.

And at the same time, he stretched one hand towards the void, and the navy blue lightning snakes that had been coiling around the old devil’s body flew towards Han Li with thunderous roars.

He then opened his mouth and released something smooth like a blue jade, which grew larger with the wind, transforming into a golden awl that fell into the Yin Fiend Sect’s master’s hand.

As he swung his hand, a sharp sound of tearing through the air was heard, and the awl flashed a few times before appearing near Han Li.

If it had been any other cultivator, it would have been an unavoidable attack, but Han Li, who had mastered the Gale Transformation, immediately twisted his body in a bizarre way, becoming like a boneless person, and dodged the golden awl.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master, who had been watching from twenty yards away, couldn’t hide his surprise.

Han Li regained his form and coldly stared at his opponent, putting one hand behind his back and sneering.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master was puzzled by what Han Li was up to, but the moment the sound of his sneer pierced his ears, he was tormented by excruciating pain, as if a needle had been driven into his consciousness, and he let out a scream.

His face was contorted with pain as he clutched his head with both hands and bent over. It was the unique secret technique, the Soul Piercing Needle, created by the Great Yan Divine Monarch [a powerful cultivator].

Han Li was already cultivating the last star of the Great Yan Technique and had reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage [a high level of cultivation], so his power was comparable to when the Great Yan Divine Monarch was at his peak.

However, no matter how powerful a secret technique was, it could only be effective if it caught the opponent off guard.

If a cultivator of the same level was familiar with this secret technique and protected their head with a strong consciousness, it would not have been successful. Moreover, the excruciating pain that could be inflicted on a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator was only for a very brief moment.

However, Han Li didn’t move from his spot after releasing the Soul Piercing Needle, and he was looking at the Yin Fiend Sect’s master as if he were already dead.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master recovered from the Soul Piercing Needle faster than Han Li had expected, regained his senses, and glared at him with a furious expression.

However, he suddenly sensed something was wrong and tried to turn his head, but it was already too late.

A chill ran through his neck, and a black crack appeared before his head rolled off.

The black light was Han Li’s Demon Subduing Flying Dagger.

The flying dagger, refined with Demon Subduing Iron, was excellent at concealing its tracks, making it ideal for ambushes, but it was actually difficult to avoid the senses of a great cultivator at close range.

However, Han Li had first used the Soul Piercing Needle to attack the opponent’s head, and in that gap, he aimed for the neck, easily finding an opening.

Thus, the battle was decided in an instant.

If he hadn’t done this, it would have taken Han Li a long time to kill his opponent, and it would have been a chaotic scene. In a way, the problem was that the opponent had too much faith in the pitch-black armor he was wearing.

The armor, condensed with demonic energy, couldn’t block Han Li’s Demon Subduing Flying Dagger, which was also packed with demonic energy.

The moment the Yin Fiend Sect’s master’s body and head separated, Han Li, who had been motionless, flapped his wings and disappeared into the blue lightning. And the next moment, he appeared above the corpse.

Bang!

At that moment, the corpse swelled up strangely and exploded with a loud bang, and a blood-red cloud bloomed, flying towards Han Li.

“Hah!”

Han Li was also startled and immediately spread his hands.

Kururung, Kwagwang!

A thunderous sound shook the sky, and two thick golden lightning bolts shot out, spreading like a net and covering the blood-red cloud.

The blood-red cloud was a vicious secret technique that cultivators used by sacrificing their own bodies, but it was incompatible with the Evil-Slaying Divine Lightning.

As a result, the blood-red cloud, which had been displaying a ferocious aura, was extinguished by the golden lightning of the Evil-Slaying Divine Lightning.

Taking advantage of that gap, something pitch-black, enveloped in blood-red energy, began to flee.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master’s Nascent Soul [the core of a cultivator’s being] appeared thirty yards away in an instant and used consecutive teleportation techniques to move nearly a hundred yards away again.

Han Li sneered at this and infused the Wind Lightning Wings with blue and white lightning. He transformed into a streak of lightning amidst the tremendous noise of the exploding lightning and disappeared.

The lightning, which had shot out thirty yards away in a single breath, disappeared again with a thunderous sound.

This time, the lightning traveled dozens of yards, and it was only a matter of time before it caught up with the black Nascent Soul.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master turned his head in the blood-red energy and, terrified by Han Li’s pursuit, recklessly poured his spiritual energy into teleportation.

Han Li, who had already closed the distance to forty yards, sneered at this.

A thin, blood-red line appeared between his brows, and a pitch-black eye appeared, flashing a black light. It was the Destruction Dharma Eye that Han Li had been cultivating within his body.

The moment this eye appeared, it flashed a black light and shot out, disappearing into the void in front of him.

Soon after, a faint explosion was heard, and the Nascent Soul appeared, staggering in the void as if it had been thrown out.

Too shocked, the Nascent Soul’s face turned red and blue as it gritted its teeth and disappeared again.

However, Han Li frowned again, emitting a black light from between his brows, and flapped his wings, disappearing into the lightning.

Thus, the Nascent Soul was thrown out again by the Destruction Dharma Eye, and Han Li appeared right behind it, about a dozen yards away.

Startled, the Nascent Soul raised its hand and shot out green threads, but seeing this, Han Li also raised his hand and sent out red threads.

Fwoosh, fwoosh!

The two threads met in the void and exploded, and the green threads shattered, revealing a green needle-shaped circle. The Nascent Soul tried to flee again, but Han Li, who had been prepared, first flicked his sleeve, releasing a golden light.

The next moment, a faint thunderous sound echoed, and the Yin Fiend Sect’s master screamed, clutching his chest.

A few inches-long golden flying dagger was deeply embedded in him.

The flying dagger didn’t pierce through the Nascent Soul but remained embedded, emitting golden lightning, and the Yin Fiend Sect’s master’s Nascent Soul, which had mainly cultivated ancient demonic arts, flickered with a pitch-black light and painfully crumbled.

Han Li’s eyes flashed as he appeared above the Nascent Soul’s head, and thick golden lightning crackled on both of his palms.

“Cultivator, wait! Wait, I have something to say!”

The Nascent Soul cried out urgently.

“I have nothing to hear from you.”

Han Li didn’t hesitate and combined the golden lightning, shooting out a massive lightning serpent. The Yin Fiend Sect’s master was terrified, but he couldn’t die like this.

He desperately flashed his spiritual light, trying to unleash an unknown secret technique, but a bundle of blue threads flew in from a few yards away and tightly bound him.

The end of the bundle of blue threads was connected to a small cauldron.

The Yin Fiend Sect’s great cultivator, surnamed Bang, was unable to move his inner magic power the moment he was bound by the blue threads, and he was about to be swallowed by the massive lightning serpent.

The Nascent Soul’s face turned pale, and he waited for death, but as time passed, nothing happened.

Confused by the explosion behind him, the Nascent Soul opened his eyes again and saw that Han Li had already approached him.

“You…”

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master was about to say something in surprise, but Han Li expressionlessly flicked his fingers, shooting silver lights into the Nascent Soul’s body.

‘What is this?’

The Yin Fiend Sect’s master didn’t even understand what was happening before he lost consciousness.

Han Li flipped his hand, took out restriction talismans, and stuck them all over the unconscious Nascent Soul, then pointed at the small cauldron in the void.

Then, the Void Sky Cauldron let out a clear cry and flew over, retrieving the Nascent Soul bound by the blue threads.

Only then did Han Li feel relieved and looked at the five demons.

Whoosh.

Just then, the five demons were using the power of the extreme cold flames to corner the three corpse puppets.

At this, Han Li retrieved all the treasures in the void, gestured to the humanoid puppet, and then, holding the small cauldron, landed on a nearby nameless mountain.

Just as the five skeletal heads were about to devour their opponents, Han Li reappeared in the void, but the Void Sky Cauldron was no longer in his hand. He stood silently, watching the five demons.

“Are you really planning to invade the Yin Fiend Sect alone?”

A boy’s voice was heard.

“It’s not really an invasion. After examining Sect Master Bang’s soul, I found that as long as I avoid a few powerful restrictions, the Yin Fiend Sect is not a dangerous place for me. Moreover, there are only about six or seven elders left in the Yin Fiend Sect, and the rest are out dealing with other forces. First, I’ll kill the elders remaining in the sect, and then I’ll deal with the rest one by one. I’ve roughly figured out where the other elders are through the Soul-Tracking Technique, though not their exact locations.”

“If you’re confident, then do it. But after the cultivator gathers enough flags, will you leave as is, or are you planning to completely destroy the Yin Fiend Sect?”

After thinking for a while, Han Li sneered and opened his mouth.

“What I think is not important. The Yin Fiend Sect has already lost a great cultivator, and at least six or seven Nascent Soul stage elders will disappear in the future. Do you think the Yin Fiend Sect will maintain its position as one of the ten great demonic sects? Perhaps it will naturally collapse due to its past grudges with other forces. So, why would I need to get involved?”