Chapter 1143: Inescapable Doom

"Enough. If it weren't for some connection with your master, you'd be dead by now. At least you have some integrity and didn't disgrace our Nine Yuan Temple's prestige at the hands of the enemy. Go stand aside for now." Seeing this, Immortal Venerate Miaofa scolded in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Lan Yan immediately stood up and positioned himself behind the crystal throne, standing respectfully with his hands at his sides. However, when his gaze fell on Han Li, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

On the other side, the maidservant holding the fan had already pursued after tossing Lan Yan back. She swung the peacock feather fan in her hand fiercely, and gusts of cyan whirlwinds surged from the fan's surface, sweeping toward Han Li.

While dodging the precious canopy umbrella, Han Li had no time to attend to the whirlwinds. Seeing the wind approaching, instead of evading, he charged straight into it.

Just as the whirlwind was about to strike him, the True Word Wheel within him reversed instantly, intending to use the wind's momentum to flee the place at top speed.

After realizing that the opponent could only be detected at such close range, Han Li was convinced that this person's strength was far beyond what he could contend with. Thus, he had no intention of risking his life in battle, only seeking to escape as quickly as possible.

However, the moment he touched the gusts of cyan whirlwinds, he immediately sensed something amiss.

Han Li felt his body suddenly become light, as if his bones had turned numb. Instead of speeding away, he was lifted by the whirlwind and involuntarily shot straight upward.

At the same time, the precious canopy umbrella above descended, emitting an immensely powerful attraction that directly sucked Han Li's body inside.

As soon as he approached, chains of runes hanging from the umbrella's body wrapped around him, binding him directly to the umbrella handle.

The umbrella surface then closed up all around, wrapping him entirely inside with a whoosh.

Trapped inside, Han Li felt his immortal spiritual power completely sealed, his body as if boneless, unable to muster any strength.

Seeing this, the maidservant holding the umbrella reached out, and the closed green canopy immediately shrank by half, flying back into her arms as she cradled it.

The maidservant with the fan also returned, holding the precious fan, to report back.

"Captured so easily..." Lan Yan found it hard to believe as he witnessed the scene.

"Just a mere Taiyi thief, and yet the two of you siblings together couldn't subdue him, even losing a Shechan?" Immortal Venerate Miaofa sneered upon seeing this.

Lan Yan's throat moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing.

Just then, the maidservant holding the precious canopy umbrella suddenly frowned and looked down at her arms.

The umbrella surface rippled and undulated, as if Han Li was struggling inside.

"Once inside my master's Zhenyuan Luotian Umbrella, even an ordinary Daluo Immortal finds it hard to escape. You still think you can struggle free?" she couldn't help mocking.

However, no sooner had she spoken than she let out a startled cry and threw the precious umbrella away.

A wisp of green smoke curled out from the lower part of the Luotian Umbrella's surface, which had been burned into a finger-sized hole. A cluster of seven-colored flames wobbled out from the hole, like a strange seven-colored flower blooming.

Then, the flames shot upward with a whoosh, and a small silver flame figure burst out from the hole. It suddenly spread its arms, its body instantly expanding into a huge silver flame firebird.

As it spread its wings, streaks of blazing flames shot out like fiery meteors, heading straight for Immortal Venerate Miaofa and the others.

Seeing this, the maidservant with the fan waved the peacock feather fan repeatedly, instantly fanning away all the flames.

At the same time, Han Li's figure also shot out from the umbrella, and with a swift flicker, he fled into the distance.

The silver flame firebird followed closely behind, transforming into a streak of silver fire and speeding away.

"Oh, a refined flame firebird that has devoured seven-colored fire cinnabar pills... quite rare. It seems there are indeed some unexpected aspects, but wanting to fly out of my palm is still wishful thinking." Seeing Han Li escape, Immortal Venerate Miaofa was not anxious. She slowly stood up and spoke unhurriedly.

After saying this, she pressed her two slender, delicate hands together in front of her. Her palms instantly shimmered with crystalline light, becoming transparent and glossy, as if made of ice crystals.

"Freeze."

Her thin lips moved slightly, and wisps of white vapor flowed from between her teeth.

In an instant, within a radius of tens of thousands of li, a cracking sound rang out. A thin mist spread, and the entire void froze solid.

Han Li had already rushed over ten thousand li away. Sensing the changes in the surrounding void, he paid no heed to anything else and hastily withdrew the refined flame firebird into his body, doubling his speed as his figure shot forward.

However, as strange sounds continued around him, a towering ice crystal wall rose from the ground ahead, directly piercing into the sky, blocking his path.

With a thought, Han Li fully activated the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art within him. The acupoints all over his body lit up like stars, and one arm shone with dazzling light. Using his forward momentum, he punched toward the ice crystal wall.

With a thunderous roar!

A dazzling white light burst from Han Li's fist, like a blazing sun exploding, striking the city wall imbued with the power of ice-attribute laws.

The entire ice crystal wall trembled violently, the center caved in with a loud crash, and ring-shaped cracks spread from the point of Han Li's punch to almost the entire wall.

Yet the towering wall somehow withstood the blow without shattering.

Anxious, Han Li was about to throw another punch to break it open when his expression suddenly changed.

Snowflakes began to fall thickly from the sky above, and a whirlwind swept a flurry of snow onto the city wall, flashing with a hazy white light from which emerged a graceful green figure—naturally, it was the Wondrous Dharma Immortal.

The moment her toes touched the wall, a layer of white light spread across the ice crystal wall, and the cracks began to heal, restoring it to its original state within a few breaths.

"In my spirit domain, you cannot escape. Surrender now, and you will suffer less," the Wondrous Dharma Immortal said, looking down coldly at Han Li.

Han Li ignored her words. Within him, the True Word Wheel spun rapidly in reverse. As he retreated, he continuously formed hand seals, intending to summon a lightning array to teleport away.

But before lightning light could appear beside him, a massive hexagonal snowflake ice crystal descended from above, its blue crystalline light flashing and refracting six beams of blue radiance.

The blue radiance fell from all sides, instantly transforming into six white crystal walls, trapping Han Li in the center.

A surge of frigid energy emanated from the crystal walls, and the lightning light around Han Li immediately died out. The surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly, and his connection to the world around him was severed.

At the same time, a white light flashed on the crystal walls, and their surfaces were coated with a layer of silver light, turning into six silver mirrors.

Each mirror reflected an image of Han Li, but each had a different expression and posture: one stared at him coldly, another smiled at him, another crossed his arms and refused to look at him...

Seeing this, a purple light flickered in Han Li's eyes. He quickly used his Netherworld Pupil divine ability to probe, but found that the surrounding images were solid and persistent, appearing real on the surface yet lacking any flow of life within.

Convinced they were illusions, Han Li felt greatly relieved. He fully activated the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art within him, raised his fist, and smashed it toward one of the mirrors.

However, as he made the punching motion, the six figures on the mirrors also moved simultaneously, swinging their fists and striking back at him.

"Mere illusions dare to stop me?" Han Li bellowed.

With a single shake of his arm, the force of his punch not only did not diminish but instead doubled as it smashed straight ahead.

Accompanied by a loud "boom," Han Li's body also shook violently.

The moment his fist touched the mirror surface, six arms swung out from the other mirrors around him, each fist landing solidly on his body.

Han Li felt a sharp pain all over, as if his bones had been shattered by the blows.

The cold aura from the surrounding ice mirrors grew stronger, and a layer of white frost had already formed on Han Li's body; the flow of immortal spiritual power within him seemed to have been...

With a thought, he activated both the Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art and his true spirit bloodline simultaneously, causing his body to suddenly double in size, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed divine demon form.

"Break for me!" Han Li's three massive heads tensed with concentration as they roared in unison.

His body then twisted sharply, spinning like a top on the spot, while his six thick arms swung out simultaneously, each smashing into one of the frozen illusion mirrors.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

With six booming sounds erupting simultaneously, a tremendous force burst forth from within the ice mirror, sending the six mirror surfaces into violent tremors. Cracking sounds echoed as countless fine fissures appeared on their surfaces.

Han Li was overjoyed and was about to launch another attack when he saw a flash of blue light on the mirror surfaces. A layer of white frost reappeared, and all the cracks on the surface were instantly repaired as before.

Meanwhile, the six divine demon images reflected in the mirror all swung their arms and struck at Han Li.

A series of continuous explosions followed, and fists rained down on Han Li like a torrent.

The immense force pounded relentlessly, making Han Li feel as if every bone in his body was about to break. One punch landed squarely on the back of his head, jarring even his soul.

After a flurry of heavy blows, the movements of the reflections in the mirror finally ceased, and the attack stopped.

"How is that possible..."

Han Li's form had returned to its normal human size. He slumped to the ground, unable to move for a long time.

After this barrage of wild punches, he dared not strike recklessly again. He could only activate his Netherworld Pupils to continue examining his surroundings, but after looking for a long time, he still found nothing.

"Don't waste your efforts. With your meager cultivation, you cannot break my Icebound Illusory Mirror. You might as well come back with me to the Nine Element Temple and await your punishment," said the Wondrous Dharma Immortal, who had clearly seen all of Han Li's actions from outside. Finding his futile struggles somewhat amusing, she taunted him.