Chapter 1001: Is That All You've Got?

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Han Li only heard the howling wind whistling past his ears, with bursts of tearing force swirling from both sides, the wind blowing so hard that his cheeks ached.

He felt somewhat suffocated from the pressure, and instinctively crossed his arms, using his elbows to push outward on both sides, but only managed to push the force from the millstones aside by a few inches. The solid bodies of the black and white millstones continued to squeeze inward.

Seeing Han Li momentarily immobilized, Tao Ji felt a wave of relief, and the smile on his face grew.

Jin Chuan, however, looked unimpressed. He curled his lips, somewhat disdainful of his old friend going to such great lengths to deal with a minor figure.

"Once you enter this Yin-Yang Formation, you step onto the path of Yin and Yang. All of you, put in more effort! Grind this man's physical body into powder, leaving only his soul. I will use it to light a lantern, to comfort my son's spirit for ten thousand years." Tao Ji shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Behind him, the ninety Golden Immortal cultivators answered in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

To have the honor of being selected by Elder Tao to be part of the formation and participate in its drill naturally brought indescribable benefits for future cultivation, not to mention the reward of ten Immortal Origin Stones each. Although the opponent was so vulnerable, that was just as well—no one would dislike a guaranteed profit.

If they could gain Elder Tao's favor because of this, their future prospects would be even more promising.

They all changed their hand seals in unison, pouring out their immortal spiritual power almost without reservation, fully driving the great formation.

The rune patterns on the black and white millstones blazed with light, and the crushing force between them grew stronger and stronger, finally pressing firmly against Han Li's elbows, emitting a grating sound that set one's teeth on edge.

Han Li, standing within the formation, showed little change in expression and did not rush to counterattack.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to see just how strong his physical body had become after training for so long in the Scale-Space, so he only gradually adapted to the grinding and squeezing of the millstones, without exerting much force to resist.

Of course, he still cooperatively showed an increasingly pained expression, and even earnestly sank his qi into his dantian, forcing out sweat all over his body, and even trembled a few times involuntarily.

In the end, he simply withdrew his arms, as if giving up resistance, letting the black and white millstones press against his body.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The black and white millstones trembled violently, appearing as if they had already pressed tightly together. In the hazy blur, Han Li's figure could no longer be seen clearly.

"It seems that man was indeed lying. This brat won't last a moment longer before he's ground to dust. Brother Tao, you'd better prepare to collect his soul—don't let it dissipate along with his body," Jin Chuan said with a glance at the great formation, smiling.

"I never expected Yu'er to lose to such a worthless opponent. He must have underestimated his enemy and been caught off guard. It's also my fault for not being strict enough with him in the past. Alas..." Tao Ji shook his head, let out a long sigh, his eyes full of regret.

"Don't blame Yu'er. The reason he had no chance to fight back this time is also related to our pre-arranged formation, which prevented him from mobilizing his immortal spiritual power and his own law power, thus losing all initiative," Jin Chuan waved his hand, consoling him.

"Regardless, today I can finally avenge Yu'er," Tao Ji nodded, somewhat relieved.

No sooner had they spoken than a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, a strange sound came from within the black and white millstones. The two hurriedly focused their gaze and were astonished to find that the two millstones, which had almost completely closed moments before, now revealed a gap again.

"Is this all you've got? Can't even let me test the strength of my physical body?" Han Li's voice suddenly came from within, full of mockery.

Hearing this, the two changed expression. Tao Ji quickly shouted, "Activate the formation at full power! Crush him to death!"

At this command, the other Golden Immortals, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, dared not slack off. They all mobilized their immortal spiritual power and poured it fully into the Two Extremes Yin-Yang Formation.

However, after this influx of power, although the black and white millstones shone even brighter and their crushing force grew stronger, they could not close again. Instead, Han Li, bracing them apart with both hands, slowly pushed them back.

At this moment, Han Li's face was calm and composed, and even his previously sweat-soaked body had been dried by some means.

Seeing this, Tao Ji's expression finally changed. He formed a hand seal with one hand and waved it forward. A golden light appeared before him, transforming into a golden flying sword that hovered in front of him.

On the golden flying sword, nine flame emblems were engraved in a row, radiating waves of heat.

"Go!"

With a low shout, he wiped his finger along the sword blade. The first flame emblem lit up, and a layer of crimson flame ignited on the blade. The flame did not burn fiercely but rather resembled a serrated sword glow enveloping the blade.

Tao Ji glanced at Han Li and wiped his finger another inch forward. The second emblem on the blade also lit up. With a whoosh, another layer of orange flame appeared, covering the crimson flame.

After this layer of flame appeared, the surrounding temperature began to rise, and the air was scorched, becoming turbulent and distorted.

Tao Ji's hands did not stop moving, wiping inch by inch across the sword body, and the emblems on the flying sword lit up one after another, so layers of flames enveloped it.

Until the seventh emblem lit up, the flying sword was already covered with seven layers of flames, each layer burning fiercely, making it look like a seven-colored fire fan.

The entire green mountain hollow was filled with rolling heat waves, and the vegetation on the ground had all withered and yellowed under the scorching heat. Even the Golden Immortals controlling the formation felt unbearably hot, their blood seeming about to boil, suffering greatly.

“Brother Tao, although this man's physical strength is somewhat remarkable, he is at the end of his rope. Isn't it a bit too much for you to directly use the Seven Luminaries Fire Emblems?” Jin Chuan beside him asked, his expression somewhat surprised.

Tao Ji did not reply, only suddenly pushed his hands forward.

The flying sword shrouded in seven-colored flames suddenly shot out, turning into a colorful rainbow, and instantly flew into the great formation.

Han Li felt the waves of fire law power emanating from the flying sword, but showed no fear on his face; instead, he felt a sense of eager excitement in his heart.

“Now this is a bit interesting, just right for testing the depths,” Han Li muttered softly. Without activating any techniques, he simply stimulated the star power within his body, thrusting his chest forward to meet the oncoming flying sword.

With a loud “boom”!

The tip of the seven-colored flying sword struck Han Li's heart, and waves of scorching fire power immediately radiated outward.

The clothes on Han Li's chest instantly turned to ashes, revealing his chest. The muscles were not overly exaggerated, but they were like cast iron, resisting the seven-colored flying sword and emitting a bright white light.

The dazzling light obscured the formation, completely engulfing Han Li.

Large swaths of blazing flames, like peacock feathers, burst into patches of seven-colored fire clusters, exploding in all directions. The scorching fire power emanating from them instead shook the entire great formation violently.

The Golden Immortals outside the formation, impacted by this force, swayed and trembled, constantly rocking with the amplitude of the flame bursts.

After a long while, the flames on the flying sword finally exhausted, and Han Li's figure reappeared.

Apart from the torn clothes on his chest, there was not even a trace of scorch marks on his body, appearing completely unharmed.

“This… how is this possible?” Jin Chuan's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock.

“This beast's physical strength far exceeds imagination. Brother Jin Chuan, we must not be careless,” Tao Ji said with a deep frown, recalling the flying sword.

“Is this all you've got? Isn't it my turn now?” Han Li looked up at the two, smiling as he spoke.

With that said, he immediately activated the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art, his profound apertures banging loudly. He formed his five fingers into a claw and suddenly reached out, directly piercing into the black-and-white millstone like a blade.

Then, the bloodline of the Mountain Ape within him activated, his muscles suddenly bulging, layers of golden fur growing on his body surface. His form expanded tenfold, turning into a ten-zhang-tall Mountain Ape.

He grabbed the two huge millstones with both hands and yanked violently, causing the entire great formation to shake violently. The light on it trembled fiercely, and it directly lost control, being pulled into Han Li's hands.

All the formation setters suffered backlash from the formation, their bodies shaking violently, blood spouting from their mouths.

“Not good, retreat quickly…” Tao Ji shouted loudly upon seeing this.

Although he had already warned them, it was too late. When Han Li pulled the black-and-white millstones, the immense force affected the entire formation's operation, and the ripples it generated trapped all the formation setters, making it impossible for them to escape.

Han Li swung his arms left and right, and the huge millstones in his hands smashed down directly onto the formation setters.

The Golden Immortals in the formation, seeing no way to dodge, were all terrified. They hurriedly activated their protective magic treasures and released protective spiritual light, struggling desperately.

Two loud “booms” were heard.

Two masses of light exploded with a roar, and around the formation, booms continued incessantly. The spiritual light of magic treasures shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.

None of the ninety Golden Immortals escaped; all turned into a pool of flesh, and even their nascent souls did not survive.

“You're asking for death!”

A furious roar sounded. Jin Chuan's figure shot straight into the sky, and he formed hand seals in front of his chest. A layer of blue light curtain immediately enveloped him, turning into a spiritual domain that covered the entire mountain hollow.

“One with fire law, one with water law—you two complement each other quite well,” Han Li said with a smile, feeling the suddenly rich moisture in the surroundings, his expression changing slightly.

As he spoke, his figure rapidly shrank and soon returned to its original form.

By now, Jin Chuan dared not be careless. He formed hand seals in front of his chest, and a powerful aura surged from his body. His robes billowed like a violent wind, rustling loudly.