Chapter 1111: Seizing the Lamp

Han Li turned around, his gaze passing over the golden-armored soldiers and landing on the five-colored altar. His expression shifted between gloom and uncertainty, as if he were pondering something.

“Fellow Daoist Han, have you noticed something?” Hu San asked, his eyes flickering.

“Fellow Daoist Jiao San, these soldiers can borrow power from the altar. If we don’t find a way to cut off that connection, they’ll only become more troublesome,” Han Li said.

“Fellow Daoist Han, if you have a plan, feel free to speak,” Jiao San said, retreating from the battlefield and frowning.

“I want to try using my domain to block that connection. But my domain alone may not be strong enough—I need your help,” Han Li said.

“Alright, do I just need to release my domain?” Jiao San asked.

“The domain shouldn’t be too large. First, isolate these golden-armored soldiers. Break one, and we can break the rest,” Han Li said.

“Good, then let’s act now,” Jiao San said.

“Not so fast. I’ll inform the others first.” With that, Han Li sent a voice transmission to Lei Yuce and the others, telling them he was about to shrink his domain and to prepare accordingly.

After they acknowledged, Han Li nodded to Jiao San.

Immediately, a golden domain suddenly contracted, and a dark red domain suddenly expanded. Their ranges almost completely overlapped, enclosing only the golden-armored soldiers within.

As the time domain shrank, Lei Yuce and the others felt their movements sluggish. They frantically urged their immortal spiritual power to resist the suppression of the time law force emanating from the Time Lamp.

After Han Li’s domain and Jiao San’s domain overlapped, an extremely strange aura emerged. The light of both domains surged several times, and the aura emanating from them also swelled greatly.

The golden-armored soldiers trapped within the two domains saw the light on their golden spears dim, and even the golden whirlpools swirling at the spear tips gradually disappeared.

“It works! Break the formation quickly!” Han Li shouted with joy.

At his command, Jiao San and Hu San’s spirits lifted. With the cooperation of Han Li’s soldiers, they soon slaughtered the golden-armored soldiers, creating a gap in the intact formation.

Just as Han Li was overjoyed, a loud “boom” suddenly sounded from the other side. A blaze of flames soared into the sky, suggesting that Qimozuo’s soldiers had also been defeated.

With the two groups of Dao soldiers breached, the original interdependent formation of the five elements was immediately broken, and the remaining positions could no longer operate smoothly, all being defeated one after another.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly withdrew his remaining Dao soldiers, took a big step forward, and intended to rush toward the altar.

But at that moment, a black-and-white light suddenly rose from the ground among the crowd, and a black-and-white figure silently flew out from underground, its form flashing abruptly, passing over the crowd and flying straight toward the altar.

Han Li looked closely and saw that it was a young woman dressed in a black-and-white gauze robe, her face cold and expressionless, her body shrouded in a faint black-and-white light, appearing very strange.

What surprised Han Li even more was that although his eyes could lock onto her figure, his spiritual sense could not detect any trace of her aura, as if she were merely a nonexistent phantom.

As for the others, naturally, from beginning to end, none of them could detect where she had been hiding.

"What is this thing..." Jiao San also exclaimed in great surprise.

"A puppet embodying the laws of yin and yang is indeed rare. I wonder which of you present created it?" Qimozi sneered, quickly scanning the crowd and asking.

Upon hearing this, Lei Yuce and the others all looked bewildered, but without time to discern, they also hurriedly gave chase.

The black-and-white woman extended a single palm forward, where black and white light surged, coalescing into a three-foot-square Taiji circular shield. On its surface, black and white radiance swirled like two fish circling unsteadily, resisting the oppressive force of the altar, and she broke through unimpeded all the way to the altar.

Where her palm landed was not the golden scroll, nor the black iron token, nor the golden lamp, but the three life command tokens belonging to Qulin and his two companions.

"Stop!" Hu San roared upon seeing this.

With a twist of his wrist, the Tianhu Blood-Transforming Blade suddenly appeared, slashing toward the back of the black-and-white figure.

A sharp ring of "Zheng!" was heard!

A bloody arc of light shot out, like a crescent moon of blood, suddenly flying toward the black-and-white woman.

The latter sensed the change behind her, and without any visible movement, she simply formed a strange hand seal with her other hand in front of her, whereupon a surge of black-and-white light erupted from her back, instantly coalescing into a massive Taiji double-fish diagram.

The arc of blood-colored light slashed down onto the Taiji double-fish pattern, which immediately trembled violently and burst forth with a dazzling blood-red glow.

A sharp and incomparable force erupted from the blood light, slicing the surrounding void into fragments, causing some light and shadows to become chaotic.

Yet in the next instant, the black and white light on the Taiji double-fish pattern began to spin rapidly, and a strange fluctuation emanated from it. Within it, an invisible suction force absorbed all the blood-colored light, which then vanished without a trace.

At the same time, the black-and-white woman's hand had already reached beneath the golden lamp, grasping for the three blood-colored tokens.

But it was at this moment that a sudden change occurred!

The lotus-shaped golden lamp suddenly trembled violently, emitting a dazzling golden light.

The wick inside the lamp leaped up, and the flame on it flared abruptly.

With a loud bang, a ring of golden fire waves spread out from the wick's flame like a tide in all directions.

The black-and-white woman, being closest to the divine lamp, bore the brunt. A Taiji pattern had just formed in front of her when the flames struck her fiercely. With a muffled thud, she was sent flying backward, soaring over the crowd and crashing into the temple gate.

After hitting the ground, the black-and-white woman immediately rolled over and vanished into the earth, disappearing from sight.

Lei Yuce and the others, who had been chasing toward her, now saw the fiery tide surging toward them and hurriedly retreated, but they were caught off guard.

Lan Yuanzi pulled Lan Yan behind him and waved his hand. A blue cloth bag appeared in front of him, and with a rumbling sound, a stream of deep blue water surged out, forming a water screen in front of them.

The flames struck the blue water screen, and blue water thunder exploded between them. Amidst a burst of electric sparks and flames, the two figures were thrown back and landed on the ground.

Lan Yan was unharmed, but Lan Yuanzi couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother, are you all right..." Lan Yan quickly supported him, looking distressed.

He waved his hand to indicate he was fine, then straightened up and put away the blue cloth bag.

Compared to the two of them, the others were even more severely impacted, their auras churning violently, their blood and qi unsettled.

Even the five thick-skinned demons suffered and were forced back.

Xiong Shan, knowing his own lack of strength, had not dared to approach the altar earlier, so he was now the least affected.

In stark contrast to the others, Han Li and Qimozi not only failed to retreat under the flame's impact but instead used the opportunity to press forward, continuing their charge toward the altar.

Around Han Li, the five manifestations of time law swirled, enveloping him in a dense aura of time law power, allowing him to resist the impact of the lamp's fiery waves and steadily approach the top of the altar.

Although only a single golden torch floated before Qimozi, unlike Han Li's ethereal manifestations, its flames blazed fiercely, releasing fluctuations of time law power even stronger than Han Li's.

Coupled with his higher cultivation level, Qimozi reached the altar before Han Li.

His eyes were filled with golden light, and in his pupils were reflected the ancient, unique lotus-shaped lamp.

"Haha, the Lamp of Time, it's finally mine..." Qimozi said loudly, his face full of smiles.

As he spoke, his arm, already unusual in appearance, reached out toward the Lamp of Time, wrapped in a layer of golden light.

He grabbed the lamp's stem and lifted it forcefully, trying to pick it up.

But the Lamp of Time seemed rooted to the altar, not moving an inch.

Qimozi frowned, channeling all his immortal spiritual power, his aura surging wildly, revealing his full Da Luo cultivation.

Finally, the Lamp of Time was shaken by this immense force, tilting slightly.

The golden lamp oil inside swayed, and a drop splashed out of the lamp, ignited by the wick, falling outward.

Seeing this, Qimozi was startled. The golden torch before him flew to his chest and merged into his body.

At the same time, the arm he had extended blazed with golden light, and a spiral of golden flame coiled up like a fire dragon, wrapping around his entire arm.

The splattered spark, upon hitting the ground, suddenly flared up, turning into a fierce golden flame that rushed toward Qimozi's flame-wrapped arm.

When the two flames, both containing time law power, met, a surprising scene unfolded.

The flames on Qimozi's arm burned for only a moment before suddenly contracting and retreating back into his body, while his arm was directly engulfed by the fiery wave. In just a few breaths, it turned into a charred stump.

Taking advantage of Qimozi's struggle with the divine lamp, Han Li, who had arrived right behind him, reached out and grabbed for the other items on the altar.

"No..." Qimozi exclaimed in alarm.

His already charred arm severed itself cleanly at the shoulder, but his other hand shot out like lightning, grabbing for the remaining items on the altar.

Han Li swept his hand over, snatching the rolled-up golden scroll and two blood-colored tokens, while the black iron token and the last blood-colored token fell into Qimozi's hands.

Neither was willing to let the other succeed, but they had no time to fight. Seeing the Lamp of Time still behaving abnormally, they both flew back without hesitation, landing back on the ground.